In the end, both sides took a step back and accepted the plan proposed by Xiaocao. It was getting late, so Liu Hu and his son swiftly loaded a carriage and headed to Tanggu Town. The father and son initially thought that they wouldn't be able to sell many five taels watermelons. Who would have thought as soon as they entered the town with a cart full of watermelons that they would be constantly asked if the watermelons were for sale? Were the watermelons from the Dongshan Village's Yu Family? Where were they selling them?
The horse carriage soon arrived near Zhenxiu Restaurant. Liu Hu went in and told the head manager what Xiaocao had taught him. The head manager not only agreed, but he also sent a worker to help set up the stall. After that, he gallantly ordered ten watermelons as today's free fruit trays!
The stall wasn't even set up yet, but one third of the watermelons on the cart had been sold. Liu Hu held five ingots, which were worth ten taels each, and felt as if he was in a dream.
In fact, he didn't even have time to stay in a daze. When last year's customers heard the news, they hurriedly sent their servants over to buy the watermelons, for fear that they would be too late and return empty-handed. In front of the stand that Liu Hu and his son had just set up, they were suddenly surrounded by over ten people. There was someone shouting for two, and another person who wanted to buy five. The scene was chaotic!
Liu Hu and his son protected the watermelon on the stand, for fear that they would be smashed by someone. At the same time, they shouted at the top of their lungs, "Don't pus.h.!.+ Don't pus.h.!.+ Everyone, stop pus.h.i.+ng!!"
The head manager of Zhenxiu Restaurant couldn't stand it anymore and quickly came to help, saying, "Please line up to buy watermelons! There is enough for everyone! If this cart is sold out, you can make a reservation first. Another cart will be sent over in the afternoon!"
When Liu Hu and his son heard that, they said in agreement, "Yes! That's right! Line up, please line up! We won't sell them to those who aren't lined up!!"
Most of the people who came to buy watermelons were servants of respected people in town, and some of them knew each other. Hearing Zhenxiu Restaurant's head manager say that there was enough for everyone, and at the latest, they would be able to buy them in the afternoon, they stopped frantically rus.h.i.+ng forward like earlier.
Soon, a crooked line was formed in front of a simple stall. The street was regarded as street that sold luxury products in Tanggu Town, which was visited more often by the rich. Moreover, all the shops were furnished in a rather fancy manner. People were usually dismissive of stalls that were set up with several pieces of boards, like Liu Hu and his son's.
Pedestrian on the street looked over with curious gazes. Suddenly, a girl's excited scream resounded through the skies, "Wow! Watermelon, watermelon!! Older sister of the Zhuang Family, I told you that it's about time for the Yu Family to start selling their watermelons! Today is indeed a worthwhile trip!!"
Eldest Young Miss Zhuang moved to the side with her maidservant, for fear that others would know that she was with this idiot. Wasn't it just watermelon? It wasn't like they had never eaten it before, so was it necessary for her to be so excited?
Eldest Young Miss Zhuang would never admit that the watermelons that her eldest brother brought back from the capital couldn't compare with the Yu Family's. They didn't taste good and there wasn't enough edible flesh inside. They were so small, and the price was too expensive!
"Qiu'er, go ask if the watermelons are from the Yu Family. What's the price this year?" Although Eldest Young Miss Zhuang disliked the unpresentable watermelon stand, she missed the taste of the Yu Family's watermelons. So, of course, she was reluctant to leave.
The maidservant in a green dress beside Eldest Young Miss Zhuang quickly agreed and ran to the stall to inquire. Next to her, it was the second steward of the Yao Estate's turn to choose watermelons. He glared at her and said, "If you want to buy watermelons, go line up in the back! They won't sell it to you if you're not in line!"
Qiu'er ignored him and asked the questions that her young miss told her to ask. She looked at the few watermelons left on the carriage and returned to her young miss with a worried face. She said, "Young Miss, the watermelons sold at the stall are indeed from the Yu Family, but… we might not be able to get any today!"
