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Chapter 21 People¡¯s hearts are not as old as they used to be.

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    With that said, he got in the car and sat next to Zhao Fenran.

    This place didn¡¯t want to look so big at all. He Fan felt so crowded as soon as he sat down. The two of them were almost right next to each other, with no room to move.

    But at this time, He Fan didn't care so much anymore. He closed the car door and said quickly:

    "Third uncle, let's go. Don't be late and miss the big show!"

    "Don't worry, your third uncle knows what's going on."

    He Jianjun responded and started the car and rushed to the county seat.

    To get to the county town from Qinghe Village, you must first go from the village to the township. This road is full of dirt roads with many potholes. Only when you get to the township and get on the cement road can you speed up.

    In addition, He Jianjun's van was vibrating on this muddy road, which made He Fan miserable. When the van vibrated, he leaned against the side of the van for fear of being bumped into.

    Zhao Fenran felt He Fan's restraint and smiled secretly in his heart.

    "He Fan, tell me, sister, why are you going to the county town?" A little embarrassed, Zhao Fenran couldn't help but find a topic.

    He Fan immediately became excited and said quickly:

    ¡°Isn¡¯t there a big market in the county today? The food at home is almost cooked. I¡¯ll take it over and sell it for some money.¡±

    He Fan¡¯s reaction caught Sister Fenran¡¯s eyes and she couldn¡¯t help but want to laugh:

    "Hey, a dignified college student still wants to help his family sell vegetables, but this is considerate. If any little girl marries you in the future, she will be really happy!"

    Hearing these words, He Jianjun in front of him felt very dizzy. He was not married yet, so he couldn't be careful when speaking.

    He Fan could only respond awkwardly.

    After driving for more than half an hour, the minivan finally swayed from the country road to the concrete road leading directly to the county. The car gradually stabilized, the car became quiet, and He Fan also let out a long sigh of relief.

    By the time we arrived at Qingyuan County, it was already seven o'clock, and the sun was already a bit high in summer.

    He Jianjun directly dragged He Fan to the wet market at the east gate, which was also the main venue for the market.

    The market scene in the county town is extremely lively and crowded. The Dongmen Vegetable Market is full of densely packed stalls selling vegetables, mountain products, and game.

    After dragging He Fan here, He Jianjun and Zhao Fenran also went to work on their own. If you missed this big episode, you will have to wait for a few more days.

    He Fan also quickly found an empty space, brought two large bamboo baskets over, laid out the snakeskin bags that had been prepared long ago, laid out all the vegetables in the baskets, and spread them on the snakeskin bags for sale.

    The stalls in the vegetable market are basically professional vegetable vendors, mostly middle-aged men and women in their forties or fifties.

    But there are still a few people like He Fan who sell their own vegetables in the market. After all, most country people only grow enough vegetables for their own consumption and don¡¯t think about selling them.

    There was a mixed crowd at the market, everyone was there, and the surrounding vegetables and rice were not surprised, and they were all busy with what they were doing.

    Next to He Fan was a man in his early forties who was setting up a stall. He looked like he had a sharp mouth and stern cheeks, and his eyes were twinkling. He looked slightly unhappy when he saw He Fan coming to set up a stall. After all, they were enemies in the same industry, and He Fan was still a new face.  Bullying among vendors is the most normal phenomenon.

    After He Fan put all his fruits and vegetables on the snakeskin bag, he still attracted the attention of some vendors.

    He Fan¡¯s fruits and vegetables have all been watered by the spirit rain. Let¡¯s not talk about the taste, but the appearance is also first-rate, with juicy vegetables, red tomatoes, green cucumbers

    You can even faintly smell a pleasant fragrance slowly spreading, which is comparable to the vegetables sold in the surrounding restaurants.

    But be careful, after looking at the surrounding vendors a few more times, they continued to focus on their own business and began to shout hard:

    ¡°Green leafy vegetables, cauliflower, cucumbers and tomatoes are all fresh, come and take a look.¡±

    "The pigs just killed this morning were all domestic pigs"

    "Come and take a look at the dried mountain products we have dried. They are all top-quality and good. They are great for supplements. They are suitable for the elderly and children!"

    "The insoles and cloth shoes sewn by my mother-in-law are all made of real materials and have been made with great care. Come and take a look"

    Seeing the people around him shouting so enthusiastically, He Fan gained the courage and shouted:

    "Selling vegetables, home-grown vegetables"

    It¡¯s just that because he can¡¯t let go, He Fan¡¯s cries are so loud compared to those uncles and aunties.He was much weaker, and no one could hear him when they were mixed together. Later, He Fan himself became so weak that he simply didn't bother to shout, which caused a burst of laughter from the surrounding vendors.

    "You can't do that, young man. You didn't go out without eating enough in the morning!"

    A lady selling fruit next to her joked He Fan.

    "Ha ha ha ha¡­¡­"

    Now everyone around him burst into laughter. He Fan was also embarrassed by the laughter and could only say helplessly:

    ¡°As long as the goods are good, there will always be people who come to buy them, and it doesn¡¯t matter whether they are peddled or not.¡±

    People in small places are always honest and kind. Seeing such a young boy in his early twenties selling vegetables at the market, the vendors on the side came over to talk to him out of curiosity. Especially after knowing that He Fan was still a college student, their attitude towards him became even more intense.  Be friendly!

    ¡°Look, other people¡¯s children are so obedient and sensible.

    But there are always discordant voices:

    "Hey, what good things can come out of a vegetable grown by a little guy? I don't think it's necessarily some evil way."

    It was the middle-aged vegetable vendor with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks next to He Fan, leering at him with a strange look.

    He Fan was too lazy to pay attention to him and concentrated on arranging the fruits and vegetables into categories. Seeing that He Fan didn't react, the middle-aged man felt that he must have been right, and his expression became proud.

    He went around winking and showing off his discovery, and even the nearby vendors looked at He Fan with suspicion.

    He Fan didn¡¯t care and just focused on taking care of his small stall. Although he gave up, he still attracted many customers.

    Under the sunshine at seven o'clock in the morning, the fruits and vegetables on the snakeskin bag in front of him looked more juicy, flashing with attractive color.

    As more and more people visit the market, more and more people stop in front of He Fan¡¯s stall, almost forming a circle.

    "This young man's food looks juicy and tastes good. How much does it cost? Give me a pound of cucumbers!"

    "Bring me two tomatoes, the big ones will make you happy just looking at them."

    "How to sell vegetables? Where are eggplants?"

    There were all kinds of talks at once.

    However, before He Fan could reveal the price he had thought of, the strange voice next to him came out again:

    "I told you all, don't be deceived by this young boy. His dishes are good-looking, but when you eat them, they are like poison. Look, which normal vegetable store has the same vegetables as his?"  the same?"

    When everyone heard this voice, they calmed down immediately.

    Yes, this young man¡¯s vegetables are indeed of unusually good quality, especially the fragrance of the vegetables, which smells a bit dreamy.

    When the middle-aged vegetable vendor saw that the customer had been persuaded by him, his face lit up with joy and he continued:

    "You guys should take a look at my vegetables. Although they don't look very good, the uglier they are grown in my own fields, the safer and more worry-free they are!"

    The expressions of the people gathered in front of He Fan¡¯s stall also began to change, and they fired at Fan with questioning and disgusting tones:

    "Young man, this dish of yours looks good. Is it homegrown? Madam, it looks like the kind that was mentioned in the news, with some chemical ingredients added to it."

    "It's probably fluorescent agent, formalin or something. This dish looks good, but I don't dare to eat it. What if I get sick from it?"

    "Young men should be conscientious. If you are young, do things that benefit yourself at the expense of others. Be careful not to have good luck in giving birth to a son in the future!"

    "The world is declining, and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be. Why is it that at such a young age, my intestines are so rotten?"

    He Fan was a little helpless after hearing these words. He had not done anything yet, so how could he become a rotten person and have no chance of giving birth to a son?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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