Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 88 The Girl’s Gratitude

Chapter 88: Chapter 88 The Girl’s Gratitude

The square-faced man very reluctantly wrote a note for Yang Fan, and the matter was glossed over just like that.

He didn’t even ask for the four thousand yuan and just turned around and left with a dark face.

Yang Fan didn’t understand what the man was up to, but he was sure that he didn’t lose out on those few dozen sticks of substandard quality.

Those buyers, who can sell artificially synthesized Cordyceps for the price of real Cordyceps after buying them for mere pennies, won’t lose out on something of actual value like substandard quality, probably having sold them already.

The young girl looked at Yang Fan with a shocked expression, "Just... just like that, I’m off the hook?"

"You’re off the hook, but that stuff you have is substandard quality, don’t sell it as real Cordyceps anymore. Otherwise, there’s another pit like this one waiting for you to jump into it. If you take your stuff to someone who really knows their stuff, they’ll easily differentiate," Yang Fan said.

The young girl hung her head and adjusted her glasses on the bridge of her nose, then gave a weak nod, "I get it, but... why didn’t they return those substandard sticks to me?"

"They probably sold them off long ago. Though your stuff wasn’t much, they could still turn a little profit, maybe a thousand or eight hundred yuan. Why would they return it? They were already bleeding out not getting a bite out of you, and if they returned the goods, wouldn’t they lose even more?"

"Okay, let’s not talk about that. Just now they made a proposition for three men to have you accompany them for a week. It looked to me like you were about to agree?" Yang Fan asked.

Her innocent face suddenly blushed like peach blossoms in March. Stammering, she said softly, "Being locked up for a few days, I could tough it out, but I was afraid they’d harass my family every day. So... I had no choice, otherwise, who would agree to such an outrageous demand?"

"The proposition of three men accompanying one for a week basically amounts to one person for twenty-one days. But you can’t calculate it like that. Spending time with three is definitely tougher than with one. As the saying goes, ’A pretty face endures hardships.’ With your looks, those three guys probably couldn’t wait to tire you out by taking turns all night," Yang Fan remarked somberly.

"Hey, stop it, I wasn’t planning on agreeing," the girl said, suddenly embarrassed and stuttering nervously.

Yang Fan’s lips curved into a mischievous smile as he said, "You were about to agree to something so harsh, and now that I’ve pulled you out of this pit of fire, shouldn’t you consider some sort of gratitude, like offering yourself in return? I don’t need it for life, nor will I count twenty-one days, how about a simple one-week solo package?"

"What?!" The young girl replied, her face flustered with panic, "How... how can you say such a thing?"

"Ah, I don’t really like that reaction of yours. So you would agree to bad guys but not to a good guy? It’s disheartening!" Yang Fan said with a sigh, shaking his head.

"I... that’s not what I mean, but your request... I... I can’t do that," the young girl replied anxiously, her face turning beet red.

She felt tied down by Yang Fan’s use of moral obligation.

"Can’t I thank you in some other way? Your request is really a bit much for me. I... I just can’t," the girl said, looking at Yang Fan nervously, her voice weak.

"No!" Yang Fan shook his head very decisively, "I am just a bit greedy for your beauty, I don’t want anything else."

"...You... you... I really can’t," the girl said, her eyes beginning to mist up with urgency.

"Your reasoning makes me suddenly want to be a bad guy. Seems like bad guys get more benefits," Yang Fan said teasingly. Of course, he didn’t actually mean it, as the difference between good and bad guys was just that.

But such an adorable girl was hard to resist teasing, as it was quite pleasurable.

"You... you’re..." the young girl was so agitated she didn’t know where to put her hands, her eyes as frantic as a startled fawn.

"The world has grown cold, forget it; I won’t force you. Tell me, what is your other way?" Yang Fan said with a sigh, shaking his head.

"I can..." the young girl quickly set her mind to think hard.

But embarrassingly, after thinking for a while, she couldn’t come up with any way to thank Yang Fan.

"That’s it?" Yang Fan asked, smirking as he leaned in closer.

"I can work for you!" the young girl suddenly spoke loudly.

"What kind of work can you do for me, just going from street to street collecting mountain goods?" Yang Fan shook his head and said, "Forget it, I can see you’re not really sincere. Let it be. Don’t worry about thanking me. The world has changed... people just aren’t the same anymore..."

He shook his head and lamented as he made his way out of the alley.

Teasing such a cute girl was indeed gratifying.

But Yang Fan hadn’t intended to get anything from her; if he were to further bind her with moral obligation to claim gratitude, he guessed he wouldn’t be much different from those three guys.

Pocketing the five thousand yuan that had come out of nowhere, Yang Fan happily got into his vehicle.

Although he might have offended a bunch that wasn’t so easy to deal with, the money was still sweet.

She had just started the tricycle when the young girl suddenly ran out of the alley and jumped straight onto Yang Fan’s tricycle.

"What are you doing?" Yang Fan asked in surprise.

"Going to work for you. I can shout for customers, help you carry stuff. There’s definitely something I can do to help you. I may not have anything else to offer as thanks, but I’m not the type to be ungrateful," the young girl said with a determined look, speaking clearly and firmly.

Yang Fan couldn’t help but chuckle and replied, "Go on with your own things. I was just joking with you."

"No, you may treat it as a joke, but I can’t just stand by without taking action," the young girl insisted, with an unusual firmness this time.

Seeing the girl was serious, Yang Fan replied with a sly smile, "Actually, I’m just as greedy for your beauty as those guys. Other than that, I don’t really want anything, nor do I expect anything. If you’re not afraid I’ll take you to some deserted place and, on a whim, do that ’something’ to you, then come with me."

"You... don’t keep scaring me; I know you definitely wouldn’t do that," the young girl exclaimed nervously.