Chapter 590： The world is as black as crows

Chapter 590 The world is as black as crows

"Unless he buys all the watermelons with his own money, it's impossible."

"That's right, the watermelon that the dignified champion actually lied to other people really came from a remote village."

On the second floor opposite the watermelon stall, a few maids quietly looked out the window, covered their mouths with their small hands, and belittled Zhu Pingan outside. Soak in urine and take photos, you uninformed country bumpkin!

Yan Lan was also looking out of the window. Although she had a pretty face and gritted her teeth in hatred for a boy with a long and honest face outside the window, her eyes were shining with an inexplicable brilliance, not as contemptuous as the maids around her.

"What's the matter, Lan Lan? Do you think this nerd can really help sell this car?"

Li Niang leaned against the window and glanced at Zhu Ping'an outside, playing with a lock of cloud temples on her chest with her slender hands, the long black and smooth hair flowed happily between her fingers, and then cast her charming eyes on the little sister-in-law Yan. Asked with a giggle on Lan's face, she didn't believe it anyway.

The old man pulled a cart full of melons and sold them for two days, so he just bought a few fresh watermelons from the picture above at their house. Others didn’t even think about buying them after hearing the price. Instead of spending six or seven times more money, it’s better to spend more Wait ten days until the watermelon comes down and buy it cheaply.

"This pedant!"

Yan Lan didn't answer Li Niang, but stared out of the window with burning eyes, as if she had returned to the scene of taking a bath that day, and gritted her teeth bitterly.

All the girls on the second floor also looked out of the window curiously.

"Don't worry, old man. I have a method to sell your watermelon quickly. You can also spend it according to this method in the next few days, and then you will have the gift money for your son."

Zhu Pingan looked at the old melon seller looking worried, and thought of the situation when he and his parents set up a stall in the small town to sell wild game a few years ago, and wanted to help the old man solve his problems.

The old melon seller heard the words, smiled wryly and shook his head, "Sir, don't make fun of the little old man. The little old man will sell here for another day. If it doesn't work, try another place tomorrow."

Of course the old man who sells melons wants to sell the watermelons as soon as possible. These watermelons will go bad after two days. He is more anxious than anyone else. However, after all, he has lived for fifty or sixty years, and he eats more salt than Zhu Pingan eats rice. He knows in his heart why his watermelon cannot be sold, but he can't do anything about it. The hard work of the whole winter was wasted, and a lot of savings were spent on buying land, fertilizing, farm tools, etc.!

If you want to sell the watermelon quickly, you have to lower the price, and it has to be reduced by a little bit, at least half the price. Otherwise, it will not be sold, but if the price is lowered, the loss will be too much, which is not something he can bear.

Because he knew the crux of the problem, the old melon seller didn't believe what Zhu Pingan said.

"Fortunately, this old man has a brain, otherwise he would have been tricked into watermelon for nothing by that person." The little **** the second floor blushed with excitement, and seeing Zhu Pingan deflated, they were so happy that he didn't know how to flatter him just now, so he deserved it .

Uh

Why are you so unconvincing?

"Old man, you are too slow to sell like this, no matter how many places you change, it will probably be the same." Zhu Pingan rubbed his nose, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled helplessly.

"That can't be helped." The old melon seller sighed heavily.

"I have a way to sell your melons quickly, really, believe it or not." Zhu Pingan shrugged and said again, his dark eyes were full of confidence.

"You really have a way?" The old melon seller raised his head and looked at Zhu Pingan with some hesitation.

"It's your money if you sell it, and it's your melon if you don't sell it. You won't suffer anyway." Zhu Pingan smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled.

Yes, if you sell it or not, you won’t suffer a loss. The old melon seller thought about it for a while, and then he realized that what Zhu Ping’an said was very reasonable. No matter what, he wouldn’t suffer a loss. Then why not try it, anyway, I haven't sold a watermelon for a long time.

If the little adult in front of him wants to pay attention to the watermelon, there is no need to make such a big detour, just ask it directly, and he dare not refuse.

"I don't know what the adults said?" The old man asked after thinking clearly.

Oh, old man, you fell for him. He wants to lie to you for watermelon? Looking at the scene outside the window, a few maids on the second floor opposite covered their eyes and groaned, hating iron for being weak.

"Your watermelon can't be sold because everyone thinks the price is too expensive. If you sell watermelon and everyone thinks it's cheap, you don't need to sell it, everyone will rush to buy it," Zhu Pingan knocked. Knock on the watermelon and analyze softly.

"But if you sell it cheap, I will lose it."

The old man shook his head vigorously, and looked at Zhu Ping'an disappointedly. Just now, he regarded a dead horse as a living horse doctor, but he didn't expect that the method proposed by this little adult turned out to be to sell it cheaply. If it could be sold cheaply, I would have already been cheap. sold.

"Hehe. The movement is so big, I thought he could come up with some clever tricks, but after a long time, it turned out that he was selling it cheaply."

"If it could be sold at a lower price, they would have already sold it at a lower price. It is up to you to tell me. Madam is right. A nerd is a nerd. To ask someone to sell it at a lower price makes me giggle to death."

The maids on the second floor covered their mouths and laughed, contemptuous of Zhuangyuan Lang outside the window, and laughed.

Li Niang also smiled with her winking eyes, but the Second Miss Yan beside her was slightly frowning, looking thoughtful.

Facing the old melon seller's doubts, Zhu Pingan shook his head with the corners of his lips pulled, looking unpredictable.

"Huh? Isn't it cheap?" The old melon seller was surprised, and then he looked puzzled. You just meant to sell cheap.

"It's not a cheap sale, it's a free gift." Zhu Ping'an smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled.

"Give it away for nothing." The old melon seller's face turned pale, he stuttered when he spoke, he was so frightened that he looked at Zhu Ping'an like the **** second generation ancestor in the capital. Unexpectedly, he thought he was helping the poor As for the good officials of the common people, I didn't expect the world to be as black as crows.

Not only the old man, but also the little maids on the second floor across the street were filled with righteous indignation. They criticized Zhu Ping'an upstairs, and their contempt could not be added.

"Bah bah bah, the fox's tail is showing, he actually wants the old man to give me a watermelon for free! Look at him still laughing. Fortunately, he is still the number one scholar. How shameless."

"He didn't pay a single penny, and he was trying to get a whole lot of money out of him. What he said was so high-sounding, ah, look, look, he's still laughing, really stinky and shameless!"

"I have never seen the world, and I am greedy. Just this car of watermelons is so worthless."

(end of this chapter)