Volume 1, Chapter 37: Has He Fallen for Me?
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He Lianhua smiled and said, “Please, everyone, remain calm. The Peach Blossom Spring Divine Fruit Guavas are definitely in stock. However, our supplier will not deliver them to the shop until noon. I ask that you either return for now or take a look at some of our other premium fruits.”
“As long as they’re in stock!” A middle-aged woman dressed like an imperial consort let out a long sigh of relief.
Her neighbor had bought a guava from this very shop the previous evening, cutting it into small pieces and giving one to her child. Never had she expected that the child, who suffered from persistent nighttime coughing, would miraculously go through the entire night without coughing even once.
Her neighbor had later told her that these guavas were divine fruits, possessing medicinal properties that cleared the heart and nourished the lungs. They were highly effective for smokers, people with impaired lung function, and those afflicted with chronic coughs.
That was why she had hurried over first thing in the morning without even eating breakfast.
“I’ll reserve five Peach Blossom Spring Divine Fruit Guavas!” the well-dressed woman declared. She scanned the payment code and paid 2,500 yuan. “We can settle the difference later, whether I owe you more or you owe me a refund!”
Seeing this, the others were seized by the frightening thought that the divine guavas might be snapped up. One after another, they hurriedly took out their phones and began scanning the payment code.
“Please don’t rush. I’ll record everyone’s order one at a time…” He Lianhua was busy filling out forms and recording the orders, so overwhelmed that she could barely keep up, when a pleasant woman’s voice suddenly rang out.
“Everyone, I’m truly sorry, but because our Peach Blossom Spring Divine Fruit Guavas are limited in quantity, each person may purchase only one per day.”
Everyone turned to look and discovered that the person announcing this rule was none other than Song Qingxin, the owner of Qingxin Fruit Shop.
The moment Song Qingxin arrived at the shop and saw what was happening, her sharp and capable mind immediately grasped the principles of commerce. She promptly set this rule in place.
At first glance, the policy seemed unreasonable, even foolish.
But business was business. The divine guavas currently growing on Lin Xiaoxu’s farm had already reached their fixed yield. If a small number of customers were allowed to purchase large quantities at once, it would certainly hinder the fruit shop’s efforts to attract new customers.
Only by restricting each customer’s purchase and employing scarcity marketing could they ensure that more people had a chance to buy the guavas. That was the only way to maximize both the guavas’ commercial value and the reputation of Qingxin Fruit Shop.
Only by allowing profits to accumulate gradually could a business endure for the long term and remain standing in an unpredictable market.
Although some customers were unhappy, Song Qingxin was the owner of the fruit shop and had secured the exclusive distribution rights to the Peach Blossom Spring Divine Fruit Guavas. Apart from obediently accepting the arrangement, they had no other choice.
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Among the customers, one middle-aged man was gnashing his back teeth, his face filled with fury.
He was the very first person to visit Lin Xiaoxu’s guava stall at the farmers’ market that day.
He remembered that Song Qingxin had clearly paid only twenty yuan per jin for the guavas. Yet now, in the fruit shop, their price had increased fivefold.
They were currently selling for one hundred yuan per jin!
Good heavens! Song Qingxin could practically have robbed them in broad daylight, yet she had still been kind enough to give everyone a guava for free!
But what could he do about it?
For an old smoker, these guavas truly were divine fruits.
That night, he had taken one home and given some to his grandfather, who had coughed for decades because of his smoking habit. After just one night, the old man’s coughing had visibly diminished by more than half.
Then the man recalled how much his grandfather had spent over the past few years on hospital stays, injections, and medicine—tens of thousands of yuan in total. Compared with that, a divine guava costing several hundred yuan was hardly worth mentioning.
His anger vanished at once, replaced by a sincere smile.
After sending off the frenzy of customers, He Lianhua shook her somewhat sore and swollen arms and asked Song Qingxin, “Boss Song, why don’t you call Boss Lin and urge him a little? It’s almost eleven o’clock.”
Song Qingxin immediately fell into deep thought.
Only yesterday afternoon, she had received a call from a police officer asking whether Lin Xiaoxu had purchased more than six thousand yuan worth of guavas at the farmers’ market.
What on earth had Lin Xiaoxu done to attract the attention of the police?
A helpless, bitter smile crossed Song Qingxin’s face. “I don’t even have his phone number yet.”
“What?” He Lianhua stared at her in astonishment.
Lin Xiaoxu was the farmer Song Qingxin herself had sought out. The two had later become business partners, and their relationship had grown so close—yet Song Qingxin still did not have his phone number?
Song Qingxin looked at the more than seventy thousand yuan in presales accumulated in barely half an hour. The corners of her lips rose into a delighted smile as she secretly praised her own extraordinary vision.
With Lin Xiaoxu’s exceptional guavas joining the inventory of Qingxin Fruit Shop, the business was certain to embark on a broad and prosperous road. Before long, it would sweep up the fruit market share in Jinchang County and become the leading force in the fruit industry!
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A three-wheeled motorcycle came to a stop on the main road opposite the county labor market.
This three-seater motorcycle gave Lin Manru a remarkably comfortable ride—far better than the step-through motorcycle Cao Wanjin had given her.
“Manru, once I’ve delivered the fruit, I’ll take you to a dealership and buy you a new step-through motorcycle, so you can travel conveniently between the county and the village.”
On the way there, Lin Xiaoxu had already learned from Lin Manru why that despicable Cao Wanjin had gone to Peach Blossom Village the day before.
That Cao Wanjin had dared to bully Lin Manru so brazenly, again and again. Did he really take Lin Xiaoxu for a dead man?
In the past, Lin Xiaoxu might have been somewhat wary of Cao Wanjin.
After all, in today’s society, the poor could not fight the rich, and the rich did not challenge the powerful.
But now, an insignificant Cao Wanjin was nothing more than a speck of dust before Lin Xiaoxu, who had obtained the ancient inheritance left behind by an almighty being from primordial times. He did not even count as a fart.
“Really?” Lin Manru was overjoyed.
She truly needed transportation of her own. Otherwise, the walk from the bus stop back to Peach Blossom Village alone was enough to wear her out.
She had less than two thousand yuan left on hand—too little even to buy an electric scooter, let alone when she needed to save the money for her father’s medicine.
But when Lin Manru remembered that a step-through motorcycle consumed fuel, had a powerful engine, and could travel at high speeds, costing at least five or six thousand yuan, she grew embarrassed.
“Just accept it without worry. You and Uncle Lin have always treated me well. Now that I’ve made something of myself, giving your family a step-through motorcycle is nothing.”
“Then… then thank you so much, Xiaoxu.”
Even the tips of Lin Manru’s ears had turned bright red. Deep down, she wondered whether Xiaoxu treated her so well because he had fallen in love with her.
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