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What on earth is so expensive? Watermelon? Thirty-one pounds? Is that for real?
The ticket prices at Da Feng Farm are not low, and the expenses inside are considerable as well. Most of the visitors here are city folks who aren't short on cash.
At this moment, a group of tourists surrounded Chen Xuan, excitedly buying watermelons. Those who managed to get one wore expressions of joy, while those who missed out looked anxious and skeptical. One curious tourist edged closer, intrigued.
They placed their orders and began to eat the watermelon. Then, someone exclaimed, "Wow, this watermelon is amazing!"
With that exaggerated scream, the frenzy for purchasing watermelons reignited. Chen Xuan's stall became a complete sensation!
There were layers upon layers of tourists—dozens of them—surrounding Chen Xuan, their faces flushed as they fought over a single watermelon. Watermelons from the tricycle vanished at an astonishing rate.
This scene left the villagers of Chen Family Village dumbfounded. No wonder people say city folks have money to burn; they were practically fighting over a watermelon!
It seems that city life isn't all that great after all! A few villagers who were still in the dark chuckled and shook their heads, regretting not having brought some watermelons to sell themselves when they realized how easy it was to make money from city dwellers.
They decided they would do just that tomorrow! However, today they couldn't give up; several villagers discreetly moved their stalls closer to Chen Xuan's, hoping to share in his good fortune.
The watermelons on the tricycle were nearly sold out.
Less than an hour had passed. This was a big surprise for Chen Xuan. He calculated the time and realized that Wang Xiong would be arriving soon, so he needed to prepare the watermelon field.
After gathering his things, Chen Xuan drove back to the watermelon field. The Watermelon Demon was sitting on a stool, resting his chin on his hand, looking bored.
"My lord!" Seeing Chen Xuan arrive, the Watermelon Demon quickly stood up.
"Stop daydreaming and get to work!" Chen Xuan parked the tricycle and took out a bunch of tools for picking watermelons from the wooden shed, signaling for the Watermelon Demon to follow him to start harvesting.
"Oh, okay." The Watermelon Demon hurriedly grabbed a tool and followed.
They began at the edge of the watermelon field near the road. Chen Xuan led the Watermelon Demon, cutting off the vines of the watermelons plot by plot, then gathering them together.
After more than an hour of hard work, both of them were drenched in sweat.
"Aren't you a demon? Why is your stamina so low?" Chen Xuan sat down in the watermelon field to rest, wiping the sweat from his forehead and smiling at the Watermelon Demon.
At that moment, the Watermelon Demon’s face was flushed red, making him look quite comical as he lowered his head in embarrassment. "My lord, I’m just a minor demon. After being sealed, I’m not much different from an ordinary person."
If it were another powerful demon, even if their powers were sealed, they would still possess immense strength and might.
"Really?" Chen Xuan's eyes lit up; he hadn’t expected demons to have such interesting stories. Just as he was about to ask more about demons, he suddenly heard honking sounds nearby.
Turning his head, Chen Xuan saw three trucks parked by the road, and Wang Xiong jumped down from one of them with about ten people following him.
"Boss, I'm here!"
Wang Xiong looked excitedly at the ten acres of watermelon field before him, his enthusiasm evident. He asked tentatively, "Are they all the same flavor?"
"They're all the same flavor," Chen Xuan replied confidently with a smile. He understood what Wang Xiong meant and gestured for him to taste freely.
"Then I won’t hold back." Wang Xiong chuckled. Instead of looking at the watermelons Chen Xuan had displayed, he bent down and searched around in the watermelon field until he found one that was clearly not fully ripe yet.
With a forceful smash, Wang Xiong grabbed a piece of watermelon flesh and began to chew on it.
This is the taste! Wang Xiong laughed heartily, casually tossing aside the watermelon and waving his hand. "Get to work!"
"Yes, Boss!"
The dozen workers brought by Wang Xiong immediately started their tasks. A large scale was set up, standard-sized plastic baskets were unloaded, and watermelons were placed into the baskets one by one before being weighed and loaded onto trucks.
The workers moved swiftly and professionally, requiring no assistance from Chen Xuan. Chen Xuan simply stood to the side, watching them work while chatting with Wang Xiong to strengthen their bond.
Meanwhile, the Watermelon Demon stealthily approached, picking up the watermelon that Wang Xiong had just discarded and cradling it as he made his way outside.
Damn it! That bastard threw me! The watermelon, still fresh, grumbled in indignation.
The Watermelon Demon sighed helplessly: "This is fate. Look at me, I’m a demon, but I’m not in control of my own life."
"I refuse to accept this! When I get reincarnated, I’ll make him pay!"
"Well then, good luck with your reincarnation," the Watermelon Demon muttered.
Three trucks were quickly filled up. A total of eight thousand jin of watermelons were transported, worth three hundred sixty thousand!
Wang Xiong paid without hesitation and informed Chen Xuan that he would return tomorrow.
Chen Xuan nodded in agreement. After Wang Xiong left, he checked his phone and confirmed that three hundred sixty thousand in cash was sitting in his account.
He let out a loud laugh and then picked up two watermelons before riding his tricycle back to Chen Family Village. His plan could finally be put into action!
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