Ye Xiaofan drove a tricycle to Chujiang City, about fifty miles away.

Ye Tiezhu didn't follow because he had some carpentry work on hand that needed to be completed as soon as possible.

When we arrived at the Chujiang Farmers Market, it was already past 9 o'clock.

It was very lively with people coming and going.

Too many people.

Ye Xiaofan drove almost to a stop every step of the way while looking for stalls.

There are not so many rules in the farmer's market morning market. There is no stall fee and it is first come, first served.

The diligent stall owner came here at four or five in the morning.

At Ye Xiaofan's time period, it was difficult to find a location.

However, fortunately, there is an open space in a relatively remote location deep in the farmer's market, which can just accommodate a tricycle.

Coming late, there is no choice.

Ye Xiaofan walked around and found this location.

The sound of a tricycle's whistle came from behind, rushing straight into the open space.

Ye Xiaofan did not hesitate, quickly reversed the car and occupied the space first.

"You bitch, get out of here! I found it first!"

With a sudden brake, a red tricycle loaded with cabbage stopped.

The burly man in a vest got out of the car aggressively. The corners of his eyes slanted into the corners of his mouth, like the scars of a centipede, which was extremely ferocious and eye-catching.

The voice is as loud as thunder.

The strong man gives people the feeling of being a gangster or someone who has been in prison.

Most people would probably be shocked in an instant.

He strode up to Ye Xiaofan.

At 1.9 meters tall, he is a head taller than Ye Xiaofan. He has strong muscles and a strong physique.

Ye Xiaofan looked at him calmly.

The strong man just thought that Ye Xiaofan was scared to death.

After all, he has seen too many of these cowards over the years, and most of them have clean skin, fair skin, and a youthful appearance.

"Woof woof!" On the cherry bamboo basket, Wangcai bared his teeth and barked at the strong man, trying to scare him away.

"Oh..." Ye Xiaofan trailed off, "What evidence do you have that you discovered it first? Maybe it was monitored or marked by your pee?"

"I fucked your uncle."

The strong man roared like thunder.

It instantly attracted the attention of many passers-by.

With his big hand like a cattail leaf fan, he grabbed Ye Xiaofan's clothes and glared angrily, "Believe it or not, I will slap you!"

"I don't believe it..." Ye Xiaofan's tone was calm. He seemed to be timid and allowed himself to be grabbed, but he was very tough, "How about you try to slap me?"

"You're such a bitch!"

The strong man laughed angrily, this was the first time he encountered such a freak.

Do you really think you dare not hit someone?

The strong man raised his hand to slap Ye Xiaofan.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my right wrist.

Ye Xiaofan didn't know when he had grasped the strong man's wrist with one hand and exerted a little force.

The strong man groaned in pain, and the muscles in his right hand were in severe pain and weakness, as if the switch of his whole body's strength had been grasped.

He couldn't control himself and let go of his hand.

As Ye Xiaofan exerted more force, the strong man subconsciously bent and tilted his body, as if this could relieve the pain.

"Loose, loosen...it hurts."

"I was wrong, I was wrong, this position is yours!"

The strong man went from holding back to wailing and begging for mercy in less than five seconds, and he knelt on one knee on the ground.

Ye Xiaofan shrugged and let go of his hand, "Look, you are strong on the outside but hard on the inside. If you insist on imitating others, aren't you asking for trouble?"

"..." The strong man's face turned red and twisted, and he covered his wrists.

I just thought I saw a humanoid monster.

Passers-by could not personally feel Ye Xiaofan's terrifying strength.

I could only follow the physical comparison between the two men and through intuition, convinced Ye Xiaofan that this strong man was a tough guy on the outside.

"Boy, you are so cruel!"

The strong man regained his composure after a while, quickly got into the car, said a few words, and left quickly.

Ye Xiaofan smiled, didn't take it seriously, and started preparing to sell cherries.

First, I went to the faucet not far away to get a bucket of clean tap water, and then placed it in the corner of the car.

Then take out the markers and cardboard.

"Fresh big cherries, 60 yuan per pound."

"Thank you for your hard work, little guy." Ye Xiaofan hung the cardboard around Wangcai's neck, "When it is sold out later, I will reward you with a big bone."

"Woof woof!" Wangcai responded excitedly, jumping to the front of the car and squatting down.

The childish call attracts the attention of passers-by.

"Fresh big cherries, 60 per pound, 60 per pound, plump and juicy, fresh and sweet but not sour, you can make a profit if you buy them."

Ye Xiaofan shouted at the top of his lungs without any timidity.

"This is a cherry? Why does it look like a plum? It's so big."

One after another, people came over to pick cherries.

A neatly dressed old cadre frowned and looked at the cherries in excellent condition, "But, 60 yuan per pound, isn't it too expensive?"

"It's only the beginning of May, and even the greenhouse cherries in Wanjiafu Supermarket only cost 50 yuan per pound. The taste is a bit sour. The cherries are most delicious in June."

"Not to mention the imported cherries at the end of the year. How dare you, a retail investor who grows cherries, to charge such a high price."

This uncle was obviously very familiar with cherries. He looked through the cherries in his hand, feeling a little disgusted but also a little curious.

Up close, he could smell a faint fruity aroma.

Before setting the price, Ye Xiaofan read the prices of several large fruit stores in Chujiang City through the software.

It is early May, and the market is full of greenhouse cherries, with prices ranging from 40 yuan to 80 yuan.

Is it too much to set a price of 60 yuan for the quality of my own cherries?

Ye Xiaofan smiled gently, picked a cherry at random, put it in the water and washed it, "Try one for free, please try it! It's not worth the price, you will destroy my stall."

The gentleman is gentle and gentle, and he is either a scholar or some retired veteran cadre.

"Oh, I'm quite confident." The uncle smiled and took it, took a bite and let the pulp enter his mouth.

"Eh...it's really sweet. Most of the cherries produced at this time are on the sour side."

The uncle was very surprised. The cherries tasted so good, sweet and delicious. They were much more delicious than the high-quality cherries he bought in big supermarkets.

"Here are 5 pounds." The uncle made a gesture, tasting the cherries happily while glancing at the exquisite cherries in the bamboo basket.

He really couldn't pick out the crooked melons and jujubes, they all seemed delicious.

While curiously asking Ye Xiaofan how to grow cherries.

Ye Xiaofan explained casually, took out the electronic scale and weighed the cherries, "It's 5 pounds and 100 grams in total. I'll give you 300 yuan, and I'll give you the extra."

"Okay, if they are all delicious, I will come again next time."

The uncle took out two pills from the bag, washed them, tasted them again, and then left with satisfaction.

I thought it was a good start.

Who would have thought...

There are many customers who come to inquire and try the food.

The fashionably dressed aunt came over, took one without ceremony and ate it without even washing it.

"Free trial? I'll try it, tsk tsk, it's good... but it's too expensive, 20 yuan per catty, I'll buy 2 catties."

"Sorry, 60 yuan per pound, no bargaining. I can guarantee that you won't find cherries that taste better than these. 60 yuan is definitely not a loss!"

"Haha, do you think I was taken advantage of? Just keep the 60 yuan and let it rot."

The aunt cursed and left.

"Yaya, come here quickly. There is a free trial here. Wash two pills for me and try them."

An old woman with a five- or six-year-old granddaughter feels as if she is back home, very natural.

When Ye Xiaofan saw one was old and the other was young, he thought two would be enough.

"Wow, grandma, it's so delicious, I want to eat more." After the chubby little girl tasted one, she immediately jumped and cried for the second one.

The old woman quickly finished a cherry as if she was swallowing a date, and said confidently: "This one is too sour. Let's try a few more. If it's sweet, I'll buy it."

Her hands like chicken claws were opened wide, trying to grab as many cherries as possible.

Ye Xiaofan stopped her and responded rudely, "Sorry, I can only try one piece per person. If it tastes good, buy it. If it doesn't, you can leave."

"Hey? Little doll, this is how you do business? You're stingy, you won't go far. Why don't you just try a few more? You have three big baskets of cherries, so there are only three or five of them."
Chapter completed!