Rural Dad

"You are finally back. These people are like crazy, chattering non-stop. If I hadn't gone out and yelled, I would have been annoyed to death."

In the main room, Zhao Jiang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Zhao Han.

"Dad, you take care of the child, and leave the rest to me." Zhao Han said, and suddenly thought of Yang Xue: "Dad, this is Teacher Yang."

"Hello, uncle." Yang Xue bowed nervously.

"This child is so polite." Zhao Jiang was more and more satisfied as he looked at her: "Well, good, really good, child, sit down quickly, uncle will pour you some water, no, make you tea."

"Uncle, don't bother..."

"No trouble, no trouble." Zhao Jiang was very happy.

Zhao Han looked at Yang Xue helplessly: "My dad is like this, overly enthusiastic, you will get used to it."

"Yeah." Yang Xue nodded obediently, but her eyes were fixed on the panda beside the fire pit, ready to move.

Zhao Han saw it and said, "Guoguo Xingxing, you take Gungun to play with auntie."

"Yeah, auntie, come quickly, Gungun won't bite." Guoguo sat directly on Gungun's back.

Gungun, who was in a bad mood, looked up fiercely, and when he saw Guoguo, his fierce eyes turned into doting.

There was also a trace of helplessness.

He couldn't afford to offend the little master.

Zhao Han walked out of the door, looked at the impatient people and said loudly: "Today's fruits for sale are peaches, pears and apricots. Each person is limited to a total of 100 pieces, while stocks last. Let's talk about the price."

Hearing the price, everyone pricked up their ears.

Although they made a profit no matter how much they sold, it would be best if it could be a little lower than expected.

That's right, in their opinion, no matter how expensive such magical fruits are, they will make a profit.

As long as you buy them, you will make a profit!

"As for the quality of the fruit, I can guarantee that every one of them is fine. Apricots are 200 each, pears are 300 each, and peaches are 500 each." Zhao Han felt that his price was very reasonable.

Indeed, not only did he think so, but everyone present also felt that the price was very reasonable.

Because Zhao Han, as a monopolist, could have raised the price even higher, but he didn't do so.

So everyone couldn't help but admire him.

But even if the price was very cheap, Zhao Han could still make a lot of money today.

The villagers were numb after hearing the price. They never thought that the fruit from their village could be sold so expensively in their lives. It was so expensive that it was shocking.

But looking at the expressions of those buyers, they all felt that they had taken advantage of it, which made the villagers begin to doubt their lives. Are we too poor?

Wang Kui took a deep breath. Compared with Zhao Han, his bamboo rat breeding farm was a joke.

"I want thirty peaches and seventy apricots!"

"I want one hundred pears!"

"I want one hundred peaches!"

Everyone present shouted out their shopping lists.

Zhao Han raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then said: "There are many people coming today, and almost all of them are buying at the maximum limit, so I decided to sort them by drawing lots. Who buys first and who buys later depends on luck. This is the fairest way."

"That's good. Drawing lots is the fairest and there will be no confusion. Village Chief Zhao, let's do as you say."

Most people support drawing lots, only a small number of people who came the earliest and lined up at the front are not happy.

But the minority obeys the majority.

What's more, Zhao Han has the final say!

Zhao Han took out his mobile phone: "Everyone can directly open the lottery applet on my official account to draw lots. I have set it up this morning."

Technology is convenient. If it were in the past, so many people would have to draw lots one by one.

Everyone took out their mobile phones and started drawing lots.

"Hahaha! I'm number one! Number one!"

Suddenly, a young man laughed up to the sky.

Everyone looked at him with murderous eyes.

"Fuck! You European dog!"

"Fuck! I'm number 100, what the hell!"

"I'm number 108."

"I'm number 10! Hahaha, number 10!"

Everyone at the scene was like crazy.

Some people laughed, some cursed, and some even cried loudly, all kinds of people.

"Okay, next, bring your own bags or baskets and follow me to the orchard." Zhao Han shouted to the house again: "Xiaoxue, you come with me, help me collect the money."

"I'm coming." Yang Xue reluctantly let go of the soft big ears and walked to Zhao Han.

Guoguo shouted: "Dad, I want to go too."

"I can collect money too." Xingxing said.

Zhao Han frowned: "Today there are too many people, the scene is too chaotic, and the road is not easy to walk, you don't go."

"We can ride on the rolling!" Guo Guo said.

RollGun silently rolled his eyes.

Have you asked for my opinion?

Do you still think I am a national treasure?

After a while, everyone went up the mountain in a mighty procession.

In the crowd, Xingxing and Guoguo riding on Gun's back attracted many people's attention.

"This national treasure is too humble. It really has no dignity of a national treasure. It is soft-mouthed."

"Orcs will never be slaves unless they are provided with food and shelter."

"Village Chief Zhao's children are so cute. I would be satisfied if my two children were as cute as them."

Finally, we arrived at the No. 2 orchard in the back mountain.

"Wow!"

Standing on the top of the mountain, everyone was deeply shocked by the orchard below.

At a glance, pink peaches, bright yellow apricots, and snow-white pears were heavily hanging on the branches of each tree, forming a spectacular scenery.

One golden monkey after another jumped between the trees like the elves of nature, which was very cute.

Many people took out their phones to take pictures.

"Jiji, gather together." Zhao Han shouted.

Then, in the surprised eyes of everyone, Jiji brought a group of monkeys to gather neatly.

"Number one." Zhao Han shouted.

A young man hurriedly squeezed to the front with his bag: "It's me, I want fifty peaches, twenty apricots, and twenty pears."

"Total..." Yang Xue began to count the money.

Xingxing blurted out: "Auntie, 35,000."

Everyone looked at him in surprise.

"Wow! Brother is so awesome!" Guoguo applauded.

Xingxing had a blank expression on his face, and was not surprised.

Zhao Han took the man's bag and handed it to Jiji and said: "Go, pick the fruit according to what he said."

"Chiji." Jiji rushed into the orchard with the bag.

This scene made everyone feel novel.

"It's really good to enjoy this service at this price. This is the real original fruit."

"It's only natural for a monkey to pick peaches!"

Zhao Han shouted: "Number two."

"It's me. I want 70 peaches, 20 pears and 10 apricots." A woman stepped out.

Xingxing blurted out again: "43,000."

Zhao Han was responsible for calling numbers, Xingxing was responsible for reporting, Yang Xue was responsible for collecting money, and Guoguo was responsible for being cute.

The four of them divided the work and worked together, and the work efficiency was very high.

Everyone saw Xingxing's talent in calculations, was amazed, and praised him.

Zhao Han, the father, also felt honored.