Don’t Mess with Shennong

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When Wang Ping drove a motor tricycle, and slowly drove to the gate of Chengbei Farmers Market, he only felt the flowers in front of him and was surrounded by countless people.

Some people were holding banknotes, some were holding vegetable baskets, and some were holding mobile payment interfaces. They were angry and shouted.

The uninformed person thought that Wang Ping'an had done something terrible, and listened carefully, but he heard these shouts:

"I want five watermelons, give me the scale quickly, I will give you cash! Forget it, don't want you to scale anymore, five for sixty pounds, I will give you six hundred dollars!"

"Don't squeeze me, I'm the first to come. Do you understand the rules of first come, last come? We are creating a civilized city. You are uncivilized like this!"

"Dear neighborhood neighbors, respecting the elderly and loving the young cannot be regarded as empty words. In the future, you will also have an old day. My old arm and old leg have crushed you to support me. Oh, I said, I will grab this watermelon first. Arrived ... "

Seeing everyone's crazy behavior, Wang Ping'an was a little ignorant. He could easily kill a wild boar and throw stones flying a hundred pounds easily, but he didn't dare to touch these uncles and aunts.

"Only eight or ninety watermelons were brought in today, and there are more than one hundred people here. Do n’t take more. How about one person? Listen to me, do n’t grab it ..."

Wang Ping's voice is very loud, larger than the small horn selling fruit next to him, but no one listens to him, puts the money in his hand, puts the watermelon and leaves.

In less than three minutes, a car of watermelons brought by Wang Ping'an was completely robbed. It was really robbed, not the "robbery" that Mr. Su understood yesterday.

"You are so helpless to me!" Wang Ping'an, holding a handful of red banknotes, stood beside the messy motorcycle tricycle and saw the straw underneath scattered everywhere.

There was no chance to use the scale once. At first, some people estimated the weight. Later, he directly took a watermelon for one hundred dollars.

There are also cases where fish are not given money in muddy water, but the amount is not large. Wang Ping ordered the money and found a total of 8,600 pieces, which was less than expected.

"Wait for a day, I didn't get it, I was so mad! My little brother, too, can't I pull a little more at once? Watermelon is so expensive, if you sell it, can't you change a big truck?"

"It's still early today. You can go back and pull a cart. There are more than 20 old customers here who didn't grab the watermelon. You can't hurt the hearts of the old customers."

"I'm sorry, wait for me to take a breath, and go back immediately to pull another car." Wang Ping'an can only apologize. Today's situation is indeed unexpected. I didn't expect so many people to wait for the watermelon.

Next door, next door, a row of colleagues selling watermelon, looked at Wang Pingping like God.

In this case, they dare not even dream about it. They rushed to buy watermelon and did n’t need scales, so they directly gave money, and each one was crazy.

Laiwang found a better position today, on the south side of the main entrance of the farmer's market, without Wang Ping.

As soon as he set up the electronic scale, he sold two large watermelons, and he was very happy.

I was about to take a look at Wang Ping's situation, but I saw that Wang Ping came over, his pockets bulging, very honest.

"What's the matter with Erbao not keeping the watermelon cart? The toilet is in the farmer's market. When you go, just let the people next to you watch it."

"Oh, it's okay. My watermelon is sold out. I promised the customer and I have to go back and pull another cart. So, come over and say something to you."

"What ...? Your watermelon is sold out? I ... fuck, aren't you kidding me?" Lai Wang's eyes widened, and he swallowed with a spit, almost choking to death.

Wang Pingan pointed to the empty watermelon cart a few tens of meters away, as well as the customers who wandered by the car. Without words, facts prevailed over everything.

Laiwang suddenly regretted that he should be with Wang Pingping today. Like yesterday, customers who didn't buy the best watermelon will retreat to buy their own watermelon.

Wang Ping An said, and left.

Returning to the position of the motorcycle tricycle, a middle-aged fat man with a radiant face, a small round belly, and a black leather bag on his back, smiled and greeted him.

Wang Ping'an recognized this person. He came to buy his watermelon yesterday and left a business card for himself. It seems that he bought another one just now.

"Boss, do you remember me? I'm Lao Lu, just call me Lu Ge. Yesterday I gave you a business card, do you still have an impression?"

With that said, boss Lu also took out a pack of heavy nines and shook out one, giving Wang Ping an cigarette.

"Thank you, don't smoke! Brother Lu, what is the matter with me? I want to buy watermelon and wait for me to pull another cart." Wang Pingping replied.

"Come here, let's talk a few words." Boss Lu knew that the young guy didn't read his business card and didn't know what business he did.

Wang Ping nodded, followed him to the corner with few people, and motioned to the other party to say quickly that he was busy.

"I am the owner of a fruit chain store in this city. I gave you a business card yesterday. In fact, I wanted to discuss business with you. Your watermelon tastes really good. I'm fancy. I want to wholesale.

When boss Lu saw him impatiently, he had to go straight and tell his purpose.

"Wholesale of my watermelon? Yes!" Wang Ping'an nodded, just wanting to be lazy. Someone was selling watermelon for himself.

"Ah? That's agreed? What are your conditions?" Boss Lu thought of a lot of rhetoric, but it was useless and somewhat lost.

"Of course there are conditions. First, my wholesale price is also 10 yuan a catty, cash settlement. Second, you must send someone to pick me a watermelon in the field and pull it away. Third ... I have n’t thought about it yet, think I ’ll make it up again. "

What? The wholesale price is also 10 yuan a catty? Should I send someone to pick up the watermelon? Your kid didn't figure it out, the fruits and vegetables are all buyers' markets, and the capital has the final say.

Upon hearing this, boss Lu immediately came to the spirit, business negotiations, he prepared a lot of rhetoric, and finally it came in handy.

"Boss Wang, this is not the case for business. You set up a retail price of ten yuan at the door of the market, and the wholesale price is also ten yuan for me. How do you let me do business? Also let me send someone to pick it up, how much cost will it cost ? Have you calculated this account? "

Talking about business, boss Lu was instantly impressed, stimulating words, pointing Jiangshan, and wanted to give Wang Pingan a negotiation course.

"Oh." Wang Ping'an said, or he smiled, turned his head away, and didn't bother to say a superfluous word.

"Ah ...?" Boss Lu was messy in the wind instantly. What kind of trouble was this?

Laozi just drove a horse cannon, but you directly general?

Talking about business, asking for prices all over the world, repaying money on the spot, you just leave with a huh, what does it mean?

Without saying anything, young people like you will have no friends!

But what's special, that watermelon is really delicious!

If you can wholesale it, you can definitely make a lot of money after packaging and promotion!

However, a small melon farmer really can't get used to his bad problems!

If you do n’t agree, just put your face on. Who will you show it to?

It ’s nice to call you boss Wang, it ’s not good to say, you are a small farmer!

Hey, you are too tender!

Wait, that guy seems to have started a motorcycle,

Going to go?

Is there really no point in discussing again?

I am fucking!

"Hey, boss Wang, wait. You have something to say. Lu Ge is stupid. You just said the wrong thing. You have to bear it."

Speaking, shouting, and running, boss Lu caught up, but Wang Pinggang had launched the motorcycle for three rounds, and the smoke left.