Because there were quite a lot of vegetables, the crew specially borrowed a larger tricycle to conveniently transport all the veggies to town.
"Who among you knows how to drive a tricycle?" Yang Leqi asked loudly, looking at the full load of vegetables.
"I only have a C1 license." Chen Yao scratched his head awkwardly.
"I also have a C1 license." Qin Hao said.
"I can ride a bicycle." Wang Sirui said without a hint of guilt.
Yang Leqi was speechless, rolling her eyes and retorted jokingly, "It would have been better if you hadn’t mentioned it."
Sister Qin Yun thought for a moment; the original owner seemed to be able to drive a small electric scooter, so she said, "I should be able to drive a small electric scooter."
Wang Sirui’s eyes lit up, "A small electric scooter should be similar to a tricycle."
Everyone directly ignored her ’should’.
"Uh... shall I give it a try?"
Sister Qin Yun wasn’t sure if she could drive, but since they were asking her to, she didn’t hesitate, lifted her leg, and easily straddled the tricycle.
From where Yang Leqi was standing, Sister Qin Yun’s long legs looked slender and long, making her gaze carry a hint of envy.
"Find a place to sit yourself; I’ll figure it out first." Sister Qin Yun recalled and studied how to drive the tricycle.
Yang Leqi immediately climbed up and sat at the innermost part.
Qin Hao and Chen Yao followed closely behind and climbed on as well.
"Figure it out?" Wang Sirui had just climbed onto the back, looking for a spot to sit, when he heard Sister Qin Yun say something like that, almost scaring him off the tricycle.
"Yeah, haven’t driven it for a while, hold on tight."
Sister Qin Yun said, and with one acceleration, the tricycle suddenly shot forward, directly bumping onto the slope by the side of the road.
"Ah—how painful." Yang Leqi cried out in pain as she got bumped by Wang Sirui and hit her head on the iron railing behind her.
Wang Sirui was about to sit down when the sudden inertia of the vehicle caused his body to lean forward. Fortunately, Yang Leqi was sitting there to block him; otherwise, his face would have hit the iron railing. Startled, he quickly grabbed the handrail and instinctively apologized, "Sorry!"
"Wha-what happened?" He asked afterward.
"Sister Qin Yun, are you alright?" Chen Yao saw the vehicle bump into the slope and asked.
"No big issue, don’t worry." Sister Qin Yun quickly reversed the car, getting it back on the right track.
"Hold tight, don’t let go." Qin Hao instructed.
"Leqi, are you okay?" Sister Qin Yun asked from the front, hearing the noise.
Without hearing Yang Leqi speak, Wang Sirui answered, "She’s fine, Sister Qin Yun, let’s go slower; I’m only 20 years old, and I’m still young; I don’t want to die so early."
"Sister Yun, I’m fine." She rubbed her head and then glared at Wang Sirui, "Just shut up and sit still; don’t cause Sister Yun any more trouble!"
"I’ll go slow, hold on tight."
Fortunately, the road ahead was smooth and easy to drive on, and after some time, Sister Qin Yun became more adept.
Until they were about to turn a corner, a car appeared from the opposite direction. The sky was still not fully bright, and Sister Qin Yun didn’t see it at first. When she did, the opposing car was moving fast, and the road barely had space for one and a half cars; there was no time to brake. She could only slow down, turn the handlebars, and edge closer to the side.
The driver from the opposite side was skilled, and the two vehicles barely brushed past each other.
Wang Sirui, with a tense and scrunched-up face throughout, finally breathed a sigh of relief after they successfully passed, "Phew... that was close."
"Don’t worry, I think I’m a decent driver." Sister Qin Yun suddenly felt a boost in confidence.
Though not really willing to say, everyone paused for a second in silence.
Thank goodness she didn’t treat the tricycle like bumper cars.
Except for the always praising Yang Leqi, "I also think Sister Yun drives okay, I wouldn’t be able to do that anyway."
And just like that, they arrived in town relatively smoothly.
By then, it was already 7 o’clock, and the vegetable stalls had long been set up.
After looking around, they found that the good spots had basically been taken. There were only two entrances into town, so Sister Qin Yun thought about it and decided that if there wasn’t a spot inside, they’d sell by the entrance at a cheaper price.
They had just asked about the prices; they would reduce theirs a bit. Even if people didn’t buy right away, after checking other prices and finding theirs cheaper, chances were people would come back to them.
They split up: two went to find cardboard, while the other three placed mats on the ground and displayed the vegetables.
Wang Sirui and Qin Hao found a large piece of cardboard and borrowed a pen to write down the prices.
As more and more people came to the market, Wang Sirui started shouting to attract customers.
Their group’s outstanding looks gave them some advantage, drawing people in to inquire.
Wang Sirui, having a bit of the ’boastful’ syndrome, started chatting with anyone, flattering the elderly until they were beaming, asking him if he had a girlfriend, wanting to introduce him to someone.
Along the way, they sold quite a lot of vegetables.
Seeing the crowd gathering, many other people came to see what was going on. Some who had bought vegetables and were ready to leave saw the large crowd and thought something was happening, so they joined in to check it out.
Realizing it was a vegetable stall after seeing the cardboard prices, someone asked, "How much are your veggies per jin here?"
"Auntie, the cucumbers are one and a half yuan per jin, all fresh and just picked. You can try them if you like."
The auntie immediately said, "Only one and a half? I just bought some at the market for two yuan per jin! Cheaper by fifty cents! What about these?"
Yang Leqi immediately smiled and introduced the prices of each vegetable, and the auntie promptly said, "Give me some more! Had I known, I wouldn’t have bought inside."
Her words immediately set off a chain reaction.
If they were just inquiring about prices before, they were now ready to buy. The crowd swarmed around.
Sister Qin Yun and the others rushed to help, almost too busy to handle it all.
Twenty minutes later, all the vegetables were sold out.
The five of them looked at the stall with only leaves left, exchanging glances of disbelief at how strong the purchasing power of those elderly folks was.
Wang Sirui timidly asked, "Did we really sell everything?"
"Seems like it’s all sold?" Qin Hao looked around the cart, at the ground, everything was gone.
"Were we really that good?" Yang Leqi was also a bit dazed.
"I don’t know if we were good or not, but I’m starving; let’s get something to eat first." Sister Qin Yun rubbed her head.
"Silly child! Isn’t selling out good! Let’s pack up and have breakfast before heading back." Chen Yao patted the shoulders of the two and said.
"I didn’t feel it until you mentioned it, now I feel like my stomach is touching my back." Wang Sirui swiftly responded.
When food was mentioned, they quickly packed up, clearing away all the leaves.
They found a breakfast place and began calculating how much they earned this morning.
They placed the money from their pockets on the table and started counting.
Chen Yao: "I have one hundred forty-five."
Qin Hao: "I only have eighty-two fifty."
Yang Leqi: "I have one hundred sixty-three fifty."
Wang Sirui: "I’ve got two hundred eighty-two!"
Sister Qin Yun: "I have one hundred sixty-eight."
Chen Yao pulled out a calculator and was shocked as he announced, "We earned 841 this morning!! We still have 273 left after repaying."
"Director! Here! Take it back!" Wang Sirui counted the money forcefully and slapped it on the table confidently.