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Wang Xiong furrowed his brow, his expression one of irritation. He was the chairman of a water chain enterprise, with dozens of stores in Jianghe City. Wang Xiong's water shops catered to the high-end market, supplying various upscale neighborhoods. Most of the water on display was imported premium brands.
The profit margins on water were substantial, and Wang Xiong had accumulated considerable wealth over the years. However, he recently found himself facing a troublesome situation. He had a dispute with an overseas water supplier, who abruptly cut off their supply of imported water.
Wang Xiong had anticipated this issue and quickly sought alternative suppliers. Unfortunately, he had yet to secure a source for Black Skin Watermelons. This variety was globally renowned, expensive, and sweet, often costing hundreds of dollars each; it had always been a star product among high-end waters. With summer approaching, Black Skin Watermelons were about to enter their peak sales season.
Wang Xiong reached out to several suppliers, but none could provide Black Skin Watermelons, which only added to his frustration as summer drew near. Today, he decided to take a drive to clear his mind and inadvertently ended up at Da Feng Farm.
Upon seeing Chen Xuan's tricycle at the entrance, Wang Xiong instinctively approached, planning to buy half a watermelon for lunch. A glance at the sign Chen Xuan had erected made him raise an eyebrow in surprise. The price for thirty-one pounds was exorbitant.
Wang Xiong looked at the watermelon and then at the leisurely Chen Xuan, realizing what was happening. They were treating city folks like cash cows. A cold smile crept onto his face as a fierce glint flashed in his eyes; he had seen this kind of thing many times before and felt a surge of anger bubbling inside him.
"Boss, I'll take half a watermelon," he said.
Chen Xuan quickly got to work. "A little over a pound? I'll charge you for a pound—one hundred eighty dollars," he said while handing the watermelon to Wang Xiong.
"No rush," Wang Xiong replied with a smile as he accepted the watermelon. He casually picked up a piece and suddenly sneered, "Young man, selling this watermelon at such a high price—don't you think that's a bit excessive?"
"Excessive?" Chen Xuan smiled faintly, "This taste is worth the price."
"Taste? What taste is worth one hundred eighty?" Wang Xiong scoffed, curling his lip in disdain. He coldly stared at Chen Xuan, thinking that Chen Xuan truly had no sense of reality. "Let me take a bite and see what you have to say!"
With that thought, Wang Xiong expressionlessly lifted the watermelon to his mouth.
Hmm?
Wang Xiong raised an eyebrow.
After chewing for a moment, he looked down in disbelief at the piece of watermelon in his hand.
"How does it taste?" Chen Xuan asked.
Wang Xiong said nothing and continued to eat voraciously.
One piece after another, he quickly devoured nearly half of the watermelon.
The more he ate, the more astonished he became.
This watermelon was incredibly sweet! The texture was outstanding!
As the owner of a high-end water chain store, Wang Xiong had seen and tasted many precious waters. It was no exaggeration to say that he could be considered a semi-expert in this field.
When it came to watermelons, Wang Xiong had tasted the most renowned Black Skin Watermelon. The sweetness of that variety was certainly unmatched by those sold domestically for just a few dollars per pound; it was absolutely worth its price of several dozen dollars per pound!
But at this moment, Wang Xiong could confidently assert that the thirty-one-pound watermelon in his hands had a flavor that was absolutely on par with the Black Skin Watermelon.
No! It was even sweeter, juicier, and more refreshing than the Black Skin Watermelon!
What an exquisite product! He never expected there would be such delicious watermelons in the country!
Wang Xiong felt a surge of emotion.
Suddenly, an idea struck him. He abruptly looked up, his gaze flickering toward the tricycle behind Chen Xuan. He asked in a low voice, "Boss, where did you get this watermelon?"
"I grew it myself," Chen Xuan replied, casting a meaningful glance at Wang Xiong. He thought to himself that this middle-aged man, who appeared well-dressed, might not be any different from Chen Dayong—looking to wholesale his watermelons.
"What you planted?" Wang Xiong was taken aback as he looked at the young Chen Xuan, surprised. "You can grow such delicious melons?"
Chen Xuan smiled lightly. "I graduated from Dong Nong University. Is that not enough?"
"Dong Nong University?" Wang Xiong felt a surge of respect; that was the top agricultural university in the country! He hadn't expected this seemingly unremarkable young man to be a graduate of Dong Nong University.
It was strange, though. Graduates from that university usually either entered state-owned enterprises or went abroad for further studies. How was it possible that someone was still farming?
Wang Xiong pondered for a moment and then asked, "Young man, I see your melons—how many more do you have like this?"
"How many?" Chen Xuan thought for a moment. "About eighty thousand jin or so."
"So many?" Wang Xiong raised an eyebrow. Assuming each watermelon weighed ten jin, that would be eight thousand watermelons!
That would be enough to supply his chain of water stores throughout the entire summer! He quickly calculated last year's watermelon sales in his mind.
Wang Xiong's excitement grew as he said, "Fifty thousand jin! Boss, I want fifty thousand jin!"
"Fifty thousand jin?" Chen Xuan was taken aback. He had guessed that the middle-aged man might want to buy some melons, but he never expected him to want so many.
Starting with fifty thousand jin at thirty yuan per jin—that would be one million five hundred thousand!
"But you need to give me a better price!" Wang Xiong added quickly.
"No problem!" Chen Xuan replied readily. After thinking for a moment, he offered Wang Xiong a price of twenty yuan per jin, totaling one million!
Wang Xiong laughed heartily. "I'll send someone over right away! Cash on delivery!"
Chen Xuan nodded, unable to suppress the excitement in his clenched fist.
One million in hand!
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