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Chapter 45 - 45 45 People are foolish Money is plentiful_1

45: Chapter 45 People are foolish, Money is plentiful_1 45: Chapter 45 People are foolish, Money is plentiful_1 In the afternoon, a small unauthorized stall popped up in front of the public restroom across from the wet market.

Fortunately, urban management isn’t as strict these days, and besides, it was near the Lunar New Year, so setting up such a stall seemed to be disregarded.

In the center of this small stall were bundles of red sweet potato leaves, the thin stalks still adorned with their leaves; at the side, there were a few snake-skin bags and some cloth-covered heaps, from which peeks of huge watermelons could be seen.

During the Lunar New Year, there’s no distinction between morning and afternoon, the entrance to the wet market was constantly jammed, only people could squeeze in, vehicles didn’t stand a chance.

The vibrant green red sweet potato leaves immediately attracted the attention of countless maternal figures.

“Young man, how much are these?”

“Red sweet potato leaves are three dollars a bundle, two bundles for five dollars, watermelons five dollars a catty, come and get yours quickly before they’re sold out!”

That’s right, this little stand is Yan Fei’s.

The red sweet potato leaves were the result of his half-a-day hard work, and it was quite a sad story!

Yan Fei is undoubtedly a hard-working young man, but now he was questioning his diligent nature!

Wanting to make money selling sweet potatoes, he had dug them all up early and transported baskets of them to the cave to store.

As for the sweet potato leaves, since they couldn’t be eaten in such large quantities, he casually tossed them into the forest.

Now, apart from the dried ones, the other leaves were rotting, and picking out the good ones from the pile was not an easy task.

If he had known sweet potato leaves could also be sold, how much would he have earned if he hadn’t dug up the sweet potatoes?

Just the thought made Yan Fei want to cry.

“These sweet potato leaves have been kept for a long time, right?

They look completely dehydrated, can you give me a discount?”

“In the cold weather, they need to be kept outside, otherwise they would rot.

If you want to buy them, hurry and take them home.

If you leave them out in the cold for much longer, they’ll go bad.” Yan Fei completely ignored those wanting a bargain.

He now had a profound understanding of city people: they’re foolish and have too much money.

He was nonchalantly indifferent; take it or leave it.

Anyway, he was anonymous like a masked hero – nobody knew who he was.

With this attitude, surprisingly people were buying.

After all, he was in good times.

People’s pocketbooks were swelling, yet they found that things that can be bought remained unchanged over the centuries.

Whenever they discovered something novel, they would rush to purchase it.

Bundles of red sweet potato leaves, priced at five yuan for two, all sold out within half an hour.

As for the watermelons:

The ones in the Greenhouse Vegetable Store were smaller, and the flesh inside didn’t even look vibrant in color.

But when Yan Fei smashed open his watermelons with a punch, they revealed a bright red, slightly grainy flesh.

Size-wise, the island’s watermelons were bigger, a melon weighing ten or so catties was considered small, most of them ranged between fifteen to twenty catties or more.

Even if one was wealthy, a huge watermelon that costs over a hundred yuan was too much for the aunties to handle.

Nevertheless, their buying desire was limitless.

If one person couldn’t finish it then two people would buy it together.

There were even people who wanted to buy half a watermelon, to which Yan Fei responded stoically: “Watermelons aren’t sold by halves, they would freeze and go bad.

If you buy them, you’d better take them home immediately.

If they freeze and go bad outside, I won’t be responsible!”

Sure enough, in a city filled with people with more money than sense, even the watermelons sold out.

Even a few small melons that were brought out by accident when picking the watermelons were sold.

Once sold out, that’s it.

There were too many people around at this time to restock.

Even setting up what he did already had taken him a whole lot of effort to avoid people noticing.

It was lucky his stall was by a public restroom; not the most pleasant smelling place, so despite the heavy foot traffic, few people seemed to notice him.

Afterwards, for the first time in the city, Yan Fei paid a visit to a restaurant and ate a pound of pulled noodles.

Watching him go out the door, the restaurant owner heaved a sigh of relief, fearing that the boy would end up getting sick from overeating and make a fuss.

Yan Fei also took his first bus ride and learned how to ask for the station he wanted to get off, but instead of getting off at a specific station, he rode all the way to the end of the line.

By this time, the sky had completely darkened, and Yan Fei quickly crossed the roadside ditch and ran into a farmer’s wheat field.

Then, he disappeared for a while—the winter clothes were really freaking hard to take off; even the Transforming Winged Dragon had to go in and out of the island to remove its clothes.

The Pterosaur spread its wings and returned home in half an hour.

To get to the city from Sancha River town, one first needs to take a bus to the county, which usually takes at least an hour and a half.

From the county to the city, the bus ride can take almost three hours.

The distance wasn’t far, less than a hundred and fifty miles in total, but the bus was slow and continually stopped to let people on and off.

But for Yan Fei, who could fly, it was enough to return home in a straight line in half an hour.

As soon as he stepped into the yard, two puppies started whining and crying.

And how could they not cry?

Ever since Yan Fei left home, they had been devoid of meat bones.

Thankfully, there was meat broth in two pots, and because Xu Xiaoyan was at home, she could heat it up and feed it to them.

After he threw a few large pieces of meat to them to gnaw on, to avoid attracting attention with their continued cries, he got busy himself.

In the yard, there was a small worn-out shed near the main house, which was used to store unused tools, wood, and an old flat carriage with its wheels removed, leaning against the wall.

Yan Fei picked it up and vanished on the spot, then reappeared and inspected the wheels, which were surprisingly still inflated.

He took those into the island as well.

He also found a few straw mats and brought them inside the island.

Originally, he planned to head straight into the city, but seeing the pitiful puppies gnawing on the bones, he couldn’t bring himself to take the bones away just yet.

The sweet potato leaves needed rescuing urgently as they were almost dried up on top, providing useful fertilizer at the bottom.

As they were valuable, he decided to salvage as much as he could!

He picked up sweet potato leaves one by one, shedding silent tears—the amount of money made was considerable.

It wasn’t until late at night when both puppies crawled into their den that Yan Fei spread his wings and flew into the city.

Finding a place to retreat into his island, he began to count money greedily—honest earnings deserved to be counted.

Earned without guilt, the money felt comforting.

While waiting for dawn on his island, Yan Fei started eating.

When he arrived in the city after a satisfying meal, it was still quite early morning there.

In a small alley, he set up his pushcart, padded it with straw mats, and arranged the watermelons.

The watermelons had to be covered as they might freeze.

The morning was colder than the afternoon, so they had to be bundled up correctly.

Finally, bunches of sweet potato leaves were tossed haphazardly in a bundle and displayed without even weighing—their approximate weight was sufficient.

Pushing the cart out of the secluded alley, he casually moved to the entrance of the restroom.

The goods he had prepared all night were sold out before he even managed to stick a bite of breakfast in his mouth.

It couldn’t be helped.

After some thought, Yan Fei didn’t bother to find a place to retreat into the island any longer.

Mainly because there weren’t many more watermelons left.

When he planted the watermelons, he did so jokingly with Xu Xiaoyan, forgetting his initial ideas and merely remembered that he owed her.

A few days ago, he had hurried off to the county town while on vacation and met with her before he left.

He had not given her anything until now!

Now that he had the reputation of a greenhouse melon seller, giving her some would be reasonable.

In fact, the amount of watermelons he originally planted wasn’t small, those melon vines grew everywhere.

Although there were many flowers and fewer fruits, the ones that grew were sizeable.

But now, there really weren’t that many left.

He decided to sell one more day and then return home.

So, for the rest of the afternoon, Yan Fei started a major shopping spree.

Fish were undoubtedly on the list.

Now that he had money, he certainly bought large carp, two of them!

Beef and mutton were also on his list, he could afford it now.

He got a bit fed up with dinosaur meat, so he got ten to eight catties of each!

…

After buying a random collection of goods, he happily found a place to retreat into his island for a good night’s sleep.

Lying next to a pile of money, he felt tremendously secure.

This much money should be enough to rear cattle next year!

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