Chapter 134:

Old Lady Bai was stunned when she saw Zhao Lan leave. She gritted her teeth and said: ” Slut, let’s see how long can you live leisurely like this. Don’t you dare cry and beg that you want to go back to our Bai Family.”

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When Bai Zhi and Hu Feng arrived in the town market, the market seems became more lively than their previous visit.

“What day is it today? Why there are so many people?” Bai Zhi asked Hu Feng who was standing on her side.

Hu Feng shook his head: “I don’t know.” Although he came to the town more often than her. He was only selling some prey. It was also his first time to see the market this lively.

“Let me through, let me through!” Two men carrying prey squeezed themselves, regardless of how many people squeezing each other.

Because of this, they bumped an old lady who was picking vegetables on the ground. However, they didn’t pay any care. They didn’t even look back or help. They went straight in their way.

Bai Zhi rushed forward to help the old lady to get up, while Hu Feng picked up the scattered vegetables of the old lady.

“Grandma, are you okay?” Bai Zhi asked as she helped the old lady to stand.

The old lady hurriedly shook her head: “I am fine, I am fine, I didn’t fall heavily.”

Bai Zhi then helped the old lady to get in the corner with her other two baskets: “Grandma, you are too old. You shouldn’t squeeze yourself to the crowd. There are so many people, so selling in this corner will be alright.”

The old lady thanked Bai Zhi again and again: “Thank you, child. Come, this fruit is harvested in our farm, take two of it and try it when you go back home.”

The old lady took two round things out of her basket and stuffed them in Bai Zhi’s hand.

Bai Zhi looked down and stared at it. Wasn’t it the potato she was looking for?

The next moment, Bai Zhi looked at the old lady’s baskets. The old lady’s baskets were filled with potatoes.

“Grandma, how much is your potato per kilo?”

The old lady was stunned for a moment but then smiled: “Child, this is not potato. This thing is called melon. It cost 2 cents per kilo.”

A melon? The name is very contradicting to how it looks.

“2 cents per kilo? Why is it so cheap? Can you still earn money at that price? Bai Zhi asked.

The Old Lady sighed and said: “It’s good if I can even earn 2 cents of money. However, I’ve been selling them for 3 days now, but I’ve only sold a few kilos.”

“How can that be? Potatoes are so delicious, how can nobody wants to buy them?”

The Old Lady replied: “Things become strange when a family of five died after eating them before. After that incident, no one is willing to buy melon anymore.”

“Our family eats melon every day, but nothing bad happened to us. I really don’t know what is going on. Ah—, we shouldn’t have planted this melon this year. How are we going to live for the rest of the year?”

Bai Zhi crouched and removed the cover in the basket, then picked up two potatoes and present it to the old lady.