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Fan Jinyou is very confident.
"What should I do if I buy it?"
"If I buy it, can you pay for it for me?"
Wan Ping'an asked in return.
Don't tell me you have no money?
Wan Ping'an deliberately raised his voice.
"Who said I'm broke?"
"As long as you can buy it, no matter how much you buy, I'll pay for it for you. It's just ten yuan per pound, right?"
"However, if you lose, I won't ask you to pay me back. You'll have to kowtow to me three times, call me 'Grandpa' three times, and never come back to this tavern."
Fan Jinyou wasn't stupid; he didn't want to agree. What if he ended up getting himself into trouble?
But just as he was about to refuse, he saw Chen Xueru and Xu Huirong staring at him.
Refusing is tantamount to showing weakness, isn't it?
Then he thought again that his friends had already told him that these exorbitantly priced watermelons had been out of stock for a week and were no longer available.
Then look at Wan Ping'an. To put it nicely, he's dressed very plainly. To put it bluntly, he's shabby. He must be someone who has neither money nor connections.
How could he possibly have bought such an exorbitantly priced watermelon?
He figured it out; there was no risk, so he agreed!
By the way.
Eliminate a love rival!
Wan Ping'an is forbidden from coming to the tavern again!
"That's wonderful! You're such a kind person!"
"Xiao Wang, go to my land and tell Lao Cai to bring over all the ripe watermelons. Remember, don't leave out a single one."
Wan Ping'an smiled.
I called over a waiter from the tavern.
Xu Huirong nodded.
The waiter turned and ran.
"Haha, you used to grow watermelons?"
"Are you so desperate to get rich that you've gone mad?"
"Your watermelons, let alone selling for one yuan a pound, even if they were one yuan each, no one would buy them. And you want to sell them for ten yuan a pound?"
“My big watermelon is nothing like the garbage watermelons you grow.”
"Forget it, I doubt you'd understand even if I explained it to you."
"Wait a minute, when your watermelons are delivered, we'll cut them open and compare them. Then you'll know just how rubbish your watermelons are!"
Fan Jinyou was completely relieved.
He's just a farmer who grows watermelons.
Can I compare to him?
Chen Xueru and Xu Huirong also laughed.
Fan Jinyou is in deep trouble!
Less than an hour later, Cai Quanwu arrived personally, escorting the watermelon cart.
A small cart of watermelons was pushed over, with more than ten of them, each weighing about 20 pounds on average. The small cart contained more than 300 pounds of large watermelons.
"Fan Jinyou, did you see that?"
“This truckload of watermelons weighs over 300 jin. If it's 10 yuan per jin, you'll have to pay over 3,000 yuan.”
"I'll give you a chance to cut your losses. All you have to do is say in front of everyone that you're not a man and you chickened out, and I'll let you off the hook."
Wan Ping'an will not let Fan Jinyou off easily.
He must be nailed to the ground.
Let's use reverse psychology!
"You're not a man, you're the coward."
"I'm telling you, if your watermelons are the same as mine, I'll buy them all for ten yuan a pound!"
Fan Jinyou smiled smugly.
Wan Ping'an gave him a chance, but he thought Wan Ping'an was guilty and didn't dare to continue, so he tried to be clever and find a way to back down.
Can he give Wan Ping'an a way out?
Absolutely not!
Absolutely no leeway!
We must make Wan Ping'an call me grandpa!
Chen Xueru and Xu Huirong shook their heads at the same time. People who are courting death can't be stopped!
"Hahaha, Fan Jinyou, you're finished!"
"We'd like to invite everyone to be the referees!"
Wan Ping'an smiled.
Under Xu Huirong's organization, ten people were randomly selected from those who came to the tavern to judge whether the watermelons from both sides were the same type.
"you first!"
Wan Ping'an couldn't bear to part with his watermelon, which he had bought for one yuan per kilogram to please the two women. How could he share it with others?
Wan Ping'an smiled.
Take out a large watermelon, place it on the table, and ask the waiter to cut it open.
It was just cut open.
Fan Jinyou's face turned pale.
Wan Ping'an's watermelon had a faint sweet smell even before it was cut open, and once cut open, the sweet smell filled the entire tavern.
Lost!
"I remember now, isn't this the same watermelon salad that used to be sold in the tavern for three cents a serving?"
"Yes, yes, it's exactly the same, but it sold out later and we can't eat it anymore."
"Great, we can eat it again today!"
The diners were in an uproar.
Finished!
Fan Jinyou was utterly despondent.
Looking at the big watermelon in his hand, and then at the watermelon Wan Ping'an brought, he didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit it was the same big watermelon.
He lost!
He not only lost face in front of the two women.
They also need to pay 3,000 yuan in compensation.
"No way, even if you sold me, I couldn't come up with three thousand yuan!"
"I'd better slip away while things are in chaos!"
Fan Jinyou made a significant discovery: everyone who came to drink at the tavern was crowding around, all wanting to buy a watermelon, and the tavern was in chaos.
He could take this opportunity to slip away.
Think of this.
He turned and left.
He was almost at the door when he remembered something else: he had forgotten the big watermelon he had brought.
Turn around.
Go back, pick up the watermelon, and run outside again.
"Fan Jinyou, why are you running?"
Are you planning to renege on your debt?
Wan Ping'an's loud voice drowned out the noise in the tavern.
Everyone was quiet for a moment.
Look back.
Then I saw Fan Jinyou bent over, holding a big watermelon, standing at the entrance of the tavern, one foot inside and one foot outside, about to run away.