Reborn as Tycoon's Wife in the Countryside-Chapter 40 - Waist and leg soreness

40: Waist and leg soreness

40: Waist and leg soreness

Su Xiaofeng asked Ye Cheng to stop at a rather conspicuous and shady spot in front of the apartment building, and then she had Su Peng move the peaches and plums down from the car.

She went to a nearby small store to buy some plastic bags, and since there was no scale, Su Xiaofeng could only have Su Peng help with the bagging, twenty peaches a bag, weighing a little over three jin but not quite four.

“Brother,” Su Xiaofeng instructed Su Peng while bagging, “you’ll call out for customers on the roadside later.

Just follow what I taught you….”

“Little sister,” an auntie with a child of about three years old stood in front of Su Xiaofeng’s stall, “What kind of peaches are these?

They don’t seem local, do they?” The local peaches aren’t this pretty.

Most importantly, these peaches not only look nice, but they also appear to be fuzz-free.

“Grandma, you’ve got a good eye,” Su Xiaofeng stood up, smiling in response, “These are called Peaches; it’s a new variety.

Would you like to try some?

They’re really delicious.”

As she spoke, she took out a small knife, randomly grabbed a peach, cut a slice for the auntie, and then cut another slice for the little kid who was drooling over the peach.

The auntie tasted a bite and found it delicious; it tasted much better than the regular peaches, “It’s quite tasty.

How much per jin?

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With that, she took a bag from Su Xiaofeng’s hand and bent down to choose.

“Auntie, this kind costs three yuan a bag, with twenty peaches inside.

Why don’t you take a bag?” Su Xiaofeng held up a bag and handed it to her, “Take a look, every single one is plump and fresh.”

“Three yuan a bag?

That’s not exactly cheap,” the auntie complained about the price but didn’t stop her hands.

She opened the bag and looked inside; they were all good, “Alright then, I’ll take a bag to try.

It’s a new variety, so let’s try something new.”

“All right.” After taking the auntie’s money, it was as if the business had officially started.

A few more groups came by steadily, and they sold about a dozen or so bags, but this was far from enough.

Looking at the scorching sun overhead, she estimated it was almost time for people to get off work, “Brother, go stand over there and shout out the lines I just taught you.”

“Alright, I’ll give it a try.” Su Peng, not particularly sharp but certainly not shy, unabashedly stood on a large rock not far from Su Xiaofeng, “Come one, come all, take a look here, fragrant and sweet Peaches, three yuan a bag….”

Listening to Su Peng’s skilled hawking, Su Xiaofeng smiled faintly, took out a cloth and spread it on the ground, and arranged the remaining peaches and plums, ensuring that people passing by to and from work could see them at a glance.

Since Su Peng was a sturdy man with a loud voice and the Peaches laid by the roadside truly looked red and beautiful, many workers riding their bicycles home from work and staff from government units couldn’t help but stop and gather around.

“Are these peaches tasty?”

“Tasty, absolutely tasty.” When it came to business, Su Xiaofeng was never vague, “If they’re not tasty, you don’t have to pay.

I have a small knife here, come on, everyone, have a taste.”

Su Xiaofeng didn’t urge people to buy but merely invited them to taste.

“They really are quite tasty.” After tasting, someone decided to buy two bags to take home for their wife and kids to try something new.

More and more people gathered around with some asking about the peaches and others wanting to take a few plums home as well.

The plums were fifty cents a bag, about twenty per bag.

In less than two hours, over a hundred bags of peaches were sold out, and there were still some plums left, about a dozen bags or so.

“Little sister,” the same auntie who was the first to buy peaches addressed Su Xiaofeng, who was now closing up, looking somewhat confused, “What about your Peaches?

Do you have any more?”

“Auntie, are you looking to buy more?”

“Indeed,” the auntie said, somewhat anxiously, “I took some home and shared a few with the neighbor’s kids.

They found them so tasty that they came back to my place asking for more, and my little granddaughter just wouldn’t let it go.

I had no choice but to bring them here to buy.”

“The peaches are gone, but there are still a few bags of plums left.

If you ladies want them, I’ll sell them to you for two dimes a bag.” Seeing that the Peaches were so popular, Su Xiaofeng was of course delighted.

Yet being delighted was of no use; without any more peaches at the uncle’s place, even if she wanted to keep selling, she would need to think about restocking.

“Two cents a bag, are these plums tasty?” an auntie asked as she casually picked one up.

Not too bad, not too sour, “Okay, I’ll take them all.

I’ll dry them in the sun to make dried plums later.”

My wife is pregnant and craves sour foods.

If I make these into dried plums, she’ll definitely love them.

In total, there were twelve bags of plums.

After the other three aunties each took one bag, the rest were bought by one person to take home.

Su Peng saw that all the peaches and plums had been sold and couldn’t contain his smile, “Xiaofeng, we’ve sold all our peaches and plums.

Can we go eat now?

I’m hungry.”

Su Xiaofeng picked up the snake-skin bags and cleaned up the trash on the ground, stretching her back, “Okay, we’ll go have some meat in a bit.”

Su Xiaofeng was about to leave when Ye Cheng pulled up in his car.

“Dr.

Ye,” Su Xiaofeng greeted him with a broad smile.

Ye Cheng looked around her, not a peach or plum in sight, “They’re all sold out?”

“Yeah, let’s go.

I’ll treat you to lunch,” Su Xiaofeng patted her Small Flower Bag to show she now had money.

“Sure, I know a small place where the food is good,” Ye Cheng wasn’t opposed to the idea, “Get in, I’ll drive you there.”

“Alright.” Su Xiaofeng’s voice was a bit hoarse from talking all morning without drinking water.

Ye Cheng glanced at her faintly, “You’re quite good at doing business.”

“Anyone can do business.

It’s just like a blind cat running into a dead rat,” Su Xiaofeng said as she began to open up her Small Flower Bag to count her money.

Ye Cheng watched her actions with resignation.

Was it really appropriate for Su Xiaofeng to start managing her money right in front of him?

After deducting the cost owed to Uncle Qiu, she had earned a total of 199 yuan.

Not bad for less than half a day’s work, making around two hundred yuan.

Su Xiaofeng wanted to treat Ye Cheng to a good meal as a way to thank him for his car, which had saved her a lot of trouble.

The three of them ordered two meat dishes, two vegetable dishes, and a soup.

Unexpectedly, the meal only cost them twelve yuan.

Perhaps because she got up too early in the morning or maybe due to being pregnant, Su Xiaofeng fell asleep in the car not long after.

Ye Cheng glanced at the sleeping profile of Su Xiaofeng and snorted softly to himself.

The young lady had guts, not only had she quietly sold peaches in the city, but she was also sleeping so soundly in his car.

His eyes subconsciously drifted toward her belly, and he felt a twinge of guilt.

If he hadn’t announced her pregnancy in front of so many people that day, perhaps her road ahead would have been a bit easier.

It was his fault for speaking out of turn.

Su Xiaofeng hadn’t expected to drool in her sleep, and she woke up abruptly, quickly wiping it away.

Seeing that Ye Cheng wasn’t looking in her direction, she let out a sigh of relief.

It was good that Dr.

Ye hadn’t seen it; if he had seen her drooling in her sleep, it would have been truly embarrassing.

She gently patted her own face and sighed inwardly, “The original owner’s body is indeed weak.

After toiling half the day, I feel backaches and sore legs.”

It hadn’t bothered her before, but now, with just a light movement, her back felt incredibly sore.