Chapter 351

"No, no!" The classmates on the side quickly said: "It's because the watermelon is too good; we accidentally tapped it and it cracked."

"Smell it? The scent is authentic!"

"Exactly, Wu Qianqian, I didn't expect you to go to such expense..."

After saying this, everyone came back to their senses and looked at Wu Wu Qianqian with a slightly complex expression—

You were so sharp-tongued in the group chat and so sarcastic, making everyone misunderstand. Who would have thought you were genuinely willing to spend money to support an old classmate's business...

2,000 yuan! That's not a small amount!

Because of this, everyone felt a bit awkward remembering the previous misunderstandings.

Wu Wu Qianqian didn't notice it at all; hearing these words, she smiled shyly:

"You know I spent 2,000 yuan on watermelons? Sigh, it's been a long time since we've seen each other as old classmates; this is nothing."

"It's mainly because Song Tan brags every day about how delicious her family's melons are, saying they're the best in the world... I just wanted to let everyone have a taste, didn't I?"

Then she looked at Song Tan with a half-smile: "Song Tan, if your melons aren't that delicious later, we old classmates won't be able to support your business in the future."

Song Tan looked at the two boys who were wiping the melon with paper towels and preparing to cut it; she smiled very modestly at this moment:

"It's fine, you'll know once you eat it."

The boy preparing to cut the melon was also considerate: "Come, come, bring the kids in. The melon isn't cold, so it's just right for them to eat."

The 5-jin melon wasn't very big. The male classmate was nimble; with a few quick swipes, he cut them into thin triangular slices, his movements especially efficient.

This surprised the other classmates: "Your knife skills are quite good!"

The other party put down the watermelon knife and said modestly: "It's nothing, my family runs a family restaurant—old classmates, contact me if you need anything! I'll definitely give you a discount!"

Song Tan also learned something new.

How should one put it? Contemporary young people are just this lively, cheerful, and generous—just like herself!

She smiled and watched as everyone took a slice each, unable to help but look forward to it secretly.

Sure enough, as soon as a bite of watermelon entered their mouths, the little girl standing at the very front with two pigtails immediately shouted: "Mom, this watermelon is so delicious!"

The mother beside her had already stuffed the rest of the watermelon into her mouth with an "awu," her cheeks bulging, juice seeping out, only to be frantically wiped away with a paper towel in distress...

It took a long time before she answered her daughter: "It really is delicious."

Only then did everyone react, staring at the remaining pile of melons with drool in their eyes:

"Let's just say, no wonder Song Tan, your family's melons sell for 20 a jin; this is definitely tribute-grade taste!"

Song Tan said modestly: "It's alright. The planting cost is also high; 20 yuan is just enough to break even... Who told us to be in our first year? We can only open up the market first."

That sounded so fake!

Wu Wu Qianqian didn't believe it at all.

But she also smacked her lips, savoring the sweetness from just now, and couldn't even find words to refute it—

So annoying!

She puffed out her cheeks and glared fiercely at Song Tan. However, none of the classmates were paying attention to her anymore; instead, they were all eagerly staring at the few melons in the basin:

"It's been soaking for a few minutes; it's too cold, it's not good for health..."

"Why don't we just eat it like this..."

"Right. I think so too; watermelon is naturally cold..."

There were also children whining: "Mom/Dad, I want to eat more..."

Well, everyone agreed unanimously, so the boy skilled with the knife efficiently brought over two more melons.

This time, everyone didn't even bother to be polite; like lining up in kindergarten, they each took a piece and stuffed it into their mouths!

Woo woo woo, so delicious!!!

"... It's just not satisfying enough!"

With 20 old classmates, this watermelon was barely enough to fill the gaps between their teeth. Everyone turned their heads again and set their sights on the small pile in the corner.

When the last small pile was moved to the table one by one, the class monitor choked with pain: "Song Tan, oh Song Tan, what are you doing to me? After eating such melons, who would still want those mediocre ones!"

Song Tan answered sincerely: "That won't do, you still have to think about them. Mediocre ones are cheap."

So real!

Everyone felt so heartbroken they could shed tears.

"I don't care!" The class monitor fiercely stuffed the last bite into his mouth: "I'm going to your house to harvest rice tomorrow; I want to buy 10 of these watermelons before I leave!"

"Right! I want to buy some too!"

"Damn it, you're all going, what about me—Song Tan, are these watermelons of yours sold on the market?"

"They are." Song Tan looked embarrassed:

"My family has an online store and local group buying. How about... I send the link to you all?"

She was like a simple, honest old farmer, shy about talking business: "Otherwise, sometimes when we're out of stock, I have to notify everyone one by one..."

For a moment, who wasn't tempted?!

The entire private room was filled with the sounds of scanning QR codes and asking for links.

Wu Wu Qianqian stood there all alone; the melon in her mouth didn't even seem sweet anymore—what is this called?

This is called painfully shelling out two thousand yuan to make wedding clothes for others!

"Ahem—"

She cleared her throat hard, but no one paid attention.

After a while, she coughed fiercely again—still, no one paid attention.

She gathered her courage and said directly in a loud voice: "By the way, Song Tan, we're all old classmates; you wouldn't give us even a little discount, would you? That's too heartless."

Song Tan looked guilty: "That's true; Wu Qianqian, you're the thoughtful one. It's just that the planting cost for these watermelons is indeed high; selling them now is already at a loss..."

She looked troubled: "How about this: aren't you all coming to my house tomorrow? I'll treat everyone to a cup of tea. You can click on my online store link and take a look; it's the 30-yuan trial pack."

"And..." she looked quite embarrassed: "Many of these watermelons are bought by acquaintances and relatives. I was afraid the business wouldn't survive, so I didn't give any discounts from the start... I'm sorry, I'm really not being stingy."

"How about this: everyone come help tomorrow, there will be plenty of watermelon. If you can eat, one person can eat 10, it doesn't matter."

Watermelon is delicious, but her family's food is not a bit inferior. If not, drink a few more cups of tea... I don't believe anyone can really eat 10!

Her little abacus in her heart was clicking away, but everyone looked moved—

In this day and age, the thing to fear most in business is human sentiment.

Besides, Song Tan didn't ignore her classmates; she had already promised to treat everyone to a meal, specifically set aside a rice paddy for everyone to have parent-child fun, and now she said she would give tea and provide unlimited watermelon...

Thinking about it this way, a 20-yuan-per-jin watermelon, and of this quality, she would lose a fortune if she only sold one!

It made everyone feel a bit embarrassed.

Only Wu Wu Qianqian inexplicably got the point: "What? We have to go to Song Tan's house tomorrow? That village is remote and inconvenient; what's the point of going there? Isn't this farmhouse restaurant of ours the same?"