Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 720 - 359: A Born Liar_1

Chapter 720: Chapter 359: A Born Liar_1

Heizi went to the kitchen, came out holding a small bottle, scooping a spoonful from inside the bottle, evenly poured it on Chen Liqiang’s sleeve, and then took out a lump of dirty paper from his pocket, vigorously wiped it on the sleeve a few times.

Then Heizi said with satisfaction, "This is top-notch chilli oil. We only use the oil and not the chilli, so people will just think it’s a bit dirty. Trust me, no one will figure it out. If you can’t cry later, just wipe your eyes with this sleeve. I guarantee your tears will fall like rain! Remember it’s this arm, don’t forget. If you sweat on the road, remember not to use this sleeve. If you make a mistake, you’re done ..."

Heizi said this obviously with deep feelings, but at this moment, Chen Liqiang was just staring blankly: "I use a handkerchief to wipe sweat ..."

As Heizi was returning the chilli oil to the kitchen, he paused and waved his hand without looking back, "Big boys still use handkerchiefs? No matter what you use, just remember my words. If this trick works, remember to help Brother Fei sell earthworms in the future, okay? Now, hurry back! Take it slow on the road..."

After Heizi came out and saw Chen Liqiang clumsily tying two bags of earthworms to his bike, Heizi helped tie the two bags together and threw them onto the back seat, winding two lines with a rope. After checking that there were no problems, he said, "Remember, think about how miserable you are right now. If you can’t save your wife, then you’re over! Tsk tsk... Think about how miserable that will be! A beautiful woman, later becoming a cripple, maybe even left with some sequelae, getting a headache every time she moves. What a pity! Go, go, think about it on the road..."

Seeing Chen Liqiang ride his bike away slowly, Heizi was pleased.

Just as he was about to go in, he saw Old Cheng coming, so he rode his motorcycle and left without waiting for him.

He caught up with Chen Liqiang before he even reached the main road. This guy had just given someone an idea, so he was in high spirits. Seeing a tractor coming on the bridge, he didn’t care if he knew the driver or not and waved hello, letting Chen Liqiang hop on the tractor with his bike: "It’s heading to the village in the west, which will save you some distance. Don’t ride back foolishly, otherwise you won’t have the energy to cry. If you see any cars on the road, try to hitch a ride and save some energy, you might need it to cry later..."

He’s truly helping out all he can! The spirit of Lei Feng truly does exist!

Yan Fei’s motorcycle is decoration, compared to other vehicles, it is as fast as a bird, leaving other cars sixteen blocks behind. Even though he left a little late, he still arrived at the city almost half an hour before the big car.

By the time the big car arrived, he had already discussed with Old Xiang from the wet market.

Old Xiang doesn’t sell vegetables in the market anymore, he took over a shop near the entrance, where business was increasingly booming.

Everything is developing faster nowadays. Selling vegetables used to be hard-earned money. Now, with the increasing variety of vegetables, people have more money. As long as you’re not stubborn, business will inevitably flourish.

Let’s take a simple example. In the past, vegetables like gourds were sold whole. Gourds, costing a few dimes per catty, would cost around one dollar for a whole one. The problem was, those older men and women, or young women, could hardly carry such a large gourd home.

Even if they could carry it home, they would have to rest quite a few times on the road. The worst part was that they didn’t want to waste any of it when they got home, so they had to find many different ways to eat it, like making gourd soup, stir-fried gourd, gourd meat, and stewed gourd noodle soup... So much so that the children at home complained.

Now it’s much better. The grocers have started to sell sliced gourd. One piece is sold for two dimes per catty. You can get two and a half catty for fifty cents, and the customers are happy to pick it up and leave.

Another example is selling leafy vegetables. Before, they were stacked up there. Customers would come and pick through them for a long time, wasting time and energy, which was both annoying and heartbreaking for the sellers. Now the grocers take some pains to remove the yellow leaves from green vegetables, bundle a catty of them, and sell them for thirty to fifty cents. Customers are happy because it’s more convenient.

The vegetable sellers are also happy! They’re not only selling more, but also earning more. It’s a win-win situation.

As soon as Yan Fei and Old Xiang talked, Old Xiang became confident, and agreed to take the whole truckload of watermelons without question. He was near the entrance, so he had space to store them and could also wholesale them to others.

The two have been conducting business for a while now, so the prices are satisfactory to Yan Fei.

When the truck arrived, Old Xiang managed to gather a bunch of people to help unload. His brother was a market manager and was also helping unloaded the vehicle. They placed the items near the entrance, without worrying about anyone’s interference. Once they weighed everything, Old Xiang immediately paid Yan Fei.

Yan Fei, in a hurry, reassured Old Xiang that he would supply more watermelons in the future and then took the money and left.

While Old Ou and his crew drove back, Yan Fei rode his motorcycle to a secluded place and disappeared. Soon enough, he was whizzing towards Provincial City on his bike.

He parked his motorcycle downstairs of the apartment building. Xu Xiaoyan and her group hadn’t arrived yet. Yan Fei wasn’t in a hurry. He took out all the things he had prepared for Xu Xiaoyan from Vegetable Garden Island, and then started cleaning the room - everything needed to be wiped down since no one had lived there for a while.

He wouldn’t be able to stay in this house much longer. Yan Fei had just seen his new house from the sky. Progress on the construction was a bit slow, but it was understandable because a lot of the work required fine attention to detail, otherwise it would truly become an old, run-down house.