As proved, any counterfeit goods or even products with false advertising in their ingredients are absolutely not allowed in front of all legitimate business leaders.
Especially Jing Jihan.
These snacks were originally bought by him but were personally tossed into the trash by him, warning her never to eat them again, nor let Mianmian eat them.
Shi Su held back her laughter and nodded repeatedly.
Just then, an old lady with a basket of pears passed by. She seed to be from a wild village below the highway, wanting to find a place nearby to sell the pears she was carrying.
A staff mber nearby saw the old lady coming in seeking water and sneered, saying, "Old lady, these pears are still green; they’re obviously not ripe yet. They’re so sour they’ll make your teeth hurt. Don’t go so far to sell them; no one will buy them."
Shi Su looked over upon hearing this and saw the old lady dressed in rags, her hair white, her hands slightly trembling due to so ailnt, yet she kindly said to the staff mber, "It’s fine; selling one counts as selling one, earning a few cents counts as earning a few cents."
"Oh." The staff mber poured a cup of warm water for the old lady with a disposable paper cup and restrained the mocking tone from before, sighing, "Your son went out to work and hasn’t returned for how many years now, with no news at all. Just you, an old lady, left at ho all these years. You run to town every day to sell pears, relying on this little money to get by. Who knows when your son will co back."
The old lady seed to have beco accustod to this tone of half-sympathy, half-inquisitiveness. She didn’t say much after drinking the water. She bent over and bowed to thank them and then tried to lift the basket to leave.
Shi Su watched the pears in the old lady’s basket from afar and then glanced at Jing Jihan.
Jing Jihan understood and glanced at her, saying calmly, "Want so?"
Shi Su pointed to the basket in the old lady’s hand and whispered, "I want so. A big basket will last a long ti."
And regardless, these green pears should indeed be quite sour. If any other guest wants to eat them, they can join, but not many would want to, probably only her as a pregnant woman craving sour food might like them.
Jing Jihan turned and walked towards the door. Shi Su didn’t follow to avoid making the old lady overthink.
She saw Jing Jihan asking the old lady to stop at the door and seed to ask the price softly. After looking at the green pears in the basket, he took one out to examine it. Besides indeed being unripe with a sowhat green color, everything else was fine—no signs of insect bites or hail damage, fresh and clean, round and rolling. If one overlooks the fact that they would be very sour, it was indeed an enticing basket of fruit.
After that, Shi Su saw the old lady’s very surprised expression, hastily trying to take out an old-fashioned scale to weigh them, but Jing Jihan stopped her gently and said sothing else to her, causing the old lady to be even more astonished.
Although the participants were not allowed to bring cash, in such special situations, Jing Jihan only needed to inform the staff. The staff promptly ca over, took out ten pink bills from a wallet and stuffed them into the old lady’s hands.
Shi Su didn’t go over but could see the old lady’s apprehensive and shocked look, hesitant to take so much, only accepting one of the bills and shakily trying to dig out so money from her pocket to give them change.
The staff didn’t linger, hurriedly returned to work after handing over the money.
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