Chapter 352

"It's not the same." The class monitor watched eagerly as they prepared to cut the last two melons; he only answered because he wanted to appear less greedy:

"Song Tan's family is harvesting rice tomorrow; everyone plans to take the kids over to see it. There's no other place with such rice paddies for us to let our kids mess around in!"

He had quite a bit of self-awareness; taking kids out to play these days is purely a waste of time and effort. Families with good manners are fine, but for those without, they're bound to ruin some things.

So, since Song Tan agreed so easily, everyone was truly grateful.

"You guys are idiots!"

Wu Wu Qianqian was so angry she almost jumped up: "Her family is harvesting rice, and you're going over to help, and you're even grateful to her? Isn't it nice to stay home in the air conditioning and play on your phones in this hot weather?"

This made everyone unable to understand Wu Wu Qianqian again.

You say, if you really don't like Song Tan, you should have bombarded her from beginning to end!

How come you look down on her with your mouth, but spend money like water at the same time?

Could it be that such good watermelons are only worthy of being bought by you?

Besides, you, Wu Wu Qianqian, aren't even married yet; how would you know the difficulties they have in raising and educating their children?

Do they not know how nice it is to stay home in the air conditioning and play on their phones? But that depends on whether the kids at home agree, and whether the posters or homework required by the school teachers agree...

Everyone exchanged glances secretly, all feeling that Wu Wu Qianqian was quite twisted, as if she were trying to make everyone hate Song Tan by badmouthing her, just to make it seem like she was the one spending money to take care of an old classmate.

Can't understand it.

Twilight clouds were rising on the horizon, and the sunset glow reflected a magnificent orange-purple in the deep blue sky.

The waiter pushed the door open and subconsciously took a deep breath first—not to mention anything else, why does the watermelon smell in this room smell so good!

Only then did he come back to his senses: "I see there are quite a lot of us; should we order food now? Is seven o'clock okay for serving?"

The class monitor then reacted: "Right! Order food. We ordered a portion before we arrived; you guys can discuss the rest that you haven't ordered yet."

However, everyone sitting in their chairs waved their hands: "No more ordering, no more ordering... Our stomachs are full of water now; you can hear the sound of watermelon juice when you shake, we can't eat anymore."

Isn't that so.

20 watermelons, 20 adults; the children weren't given much to eat, averaging one whole melon per person—that's not a small amount.

The class monitor himself was quite full, but...

"Order it." He handed over the menu: "This farmhouse food is quite famous. Besides, watermelon doesn't keep you full; we can just serve the food later."

"By the way, none of you are in a hurry to leave, right? Look, our old classmate even sponsored the alcohol; shouldn't we have a couple of drinks tonight?"

Once this was said, quite a few people in the crowd raised their hands: "Class monitor, it's not that we aren't cooperating, but aren't we driving?"

"Call a designated driver, call a designated driver—it would be a pity not to drink free alcohol!"

Everyone laughed and joked, and only then did they discuss and order the food.

It was the manager walking back and forth in the corridor who saw the waiter come out again and couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong? Are they not ordering food here yet?"

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"No," the waiter showed her the menu, and the manager frowned: "Twenty or thirty people only ordered this little bit?"

The waiter was quite happy—it's easy to clean up when there's little food.

"They ate 20 watermelons in one go earlier, oh my! I don't know why that watermelon is so delicious; they wished they could have one each. They ate until their bellies were round; I could still smell the scent when I went in—it's really sweet... Ahem, it's just that they're full and don't really want to order food."

The manager didn't speak, and after a while, she asked again: "Who brought the watermelon? Inquire about it. If it's really good, our restaurant will also stock some to cut into fruit platters."

The waiter still had an impression, so she said: "A young girl, she drove over in a pickup truck—should I go in and ask for you?"

"Ask." The manager took a business card from her bosom: "Tell her to send an extra dessert tonight."

Song Tan was also surprised when she received the business card.

Her main purpose for coming here was these old classmates, but she didn't expect that before the old classmates had actually placed an order, the farmhouse restaurant had already taken a fancy to it.

However, they probably wouldn't be willing to use her family's fruit for fruit platters. But since the other party was so sincere...

She also walked out of the room and saw the middle-aged female manager with her hair combed meticulously looking at her kindly:

"Hello, I heard that our watermelons are especially delicious. I wonder where they are usually sold? Is the quantity large? Our hotel also wants to buy some to taste and see if we can make our customers more satisfied."

Song Tan smiled: "We do have watermelons, but my family's selling price is a bit expensive; it might not be cost-effective for you to make fruit platters."

The manager didn't even raise an eyebrow: "It's fine, our fruits and dishes are the best of the best, regardless of cost."

"Just tell me the price."

Song Tan:...

Regardless of cost?

She nodded: "20 per jin."

"What?" The other party didn't react.

"I said the watermelon, 20 per jin."

This made the manager, who was just full of confidence, tremble in her heart—are you selling ginseng fruit! 20 per jin? Is there such a way to do business?!

Sigh, new customers all go through this; Song Tan is now very familiar with this process: "Don't think it's expensive first. Just look at how happy my classmates were eating it just now, and you'll know that you get what you pay for; this saying makes sense. How about this..."

She also took out her phone and handed over the QR code: "Otherwise, let's add each other as friends, and I'll send you the link to our online store and local group buying first."

"We have a rice harvesting project at our house tomorrow, and we'll provide lunch here. If you have time, you can also come over to play and taste our farmhouse food."

Manager:...

She scanned the code numbly, and then watched as Song Tan pushed the door and went in again as if nothing had happened. For a moment, she couldn't help but feel dazed:

Are today's suppliers... all this arrogant?

And here, Wu Wu Qianqian spent the most money and ate the least melon, yet she had to watch Song Tan chatting and laughing in front of everyone, making her feel even more resentful.

At this moment, she couldn't help but ask: "Song Tan, do you, do you really have no relationship with my ex-boyfriend?"

"Clearly you don't even know each other, so why did he come to your house as soon as he broke up with me?"

This really had a lot of ambiguity. Everyone looked at Song Tan's face and then thought about the conditions of Wu Wu Qianqian's ex-boyfriend...

Tsk tsk tsk.

"How would I know that." Song Tan also said very innocently.

"I was just looking for a tutor for my younger brother and asked in my customer group—he was buying my wild vegetables at that time and said he could do it. So I hired him."

"You also know that tutors are easy to find, but it's not easy to find a teacher who is willing to go to a poor mountain village to teach classes while following our Qiaoqiao."

"Besides, he studied the major professionally; shouldn't I try every possible way to keep him?"

"Don't worry, Wu Qianqian, I'm not that kind of person. Besides, I really want to find someone who is good at harvesting rice, and your ex-boyfriend... he's not very good."