Chapter 2038: Chapter 1773: Spit Out My Peach!
A brother was covered in sweat, staring at him with such despair.
The guy was quite ashad too.
Eating a peach in the guy’s dormitory was no big deal; after all, they had the kind of friendship where they’d share even a pack of spicy strips, each taking two.
The foster relationships built up over ti were so complex that they could circle around ten tis among the dorm mates.
But, that peach was really different!
Otherwise, why would he be so at a loss and even go ask in the class group chat?
Now, he could only stamr:
"Well, I really didn’t expect... Where did you buy it? I’ll buy you a few more!"
Thinking it over, he emphasized again: "No matter how expensive, I’ll buy it!"
It was really delicious!
Where did he actually buy it?
Actually, he also wanted to see if he could buy a few for himself, as the mont the peach entered his mouth, he knew sothing was off.
But he had already bitten into it, feeling both ashad and happy, he finished it with crunching bites.
Thinking back now, he didn’t know whether he regretted not stopping in ti or being too careless while eating.
But the brother was even more desperate:
"This peach isn’t sold individually!! We worked for two days, in temperatures as high as thirty-eight, thirty-nine degrees, we worked for two full days!!! And only got a peach each when we left, thanks to the boss’s kindness..."
He was truly kind-hearted.
Not only did he give the agreed-upon wages, but also extra bonuses as high-temperature subsidies.
Offering free als, accommodations, and travel expenses to get them there was one thing, but the food was unexpectedly good.
Though they said they were working, their efficiency wasn’t even close to the hired hands.
Yet the boss wasn’t resentful, giving them every penny they deserved.
As they left, he said they should take a peach back with them, so they didn’t co in vain.
Good gracious!
They had witnessed Qiaoqiao’s live stream spectacle, selling at 499 per five pounds, one hundred yuan per pound peach!
How could such a thing be sothing a bunch of poor university guys could dare to hope for?!
And not to ntion, these were limited and had to be snatched; once listed in the livestream room, it was gone, faster than their crappy internet connections could even refresh the link.
They couldn’t catch it no matter how hard they tried.
Apart from individual sales, there were also night shifts for picking peaches at dawn.
Just to seize the opportunity as the temperature dropped a bit, quickly picking the peaches for cooling, then urgently delivered in refrigerated trucks—this is exclusively for honored mbers of high-end hotels!
Reportedly, the starting mbership fee costs five figures annually!
This peach’s quality is in line with such treatnt, everyone understands.
And now?!
The peach he treasured, rubbed so much the peach fuzz was almost worn off, was gone out of simple carelessness!
Looking at the culprit, he generously promised to buy replacents, but where could he buy them?
Seeing him not responding, the guy said:
"Why did you put such a good peach directly on the table?"
Why would I? Of course, I wouldn’t.
Initially, he intended to carry it wherever he went, but as peaches don’t stay fresh forever, he finally decided to eat it today, intending to make a big ceremony out of it, like taking a bath and changing clothes.
Just before eating, he received a call from the delivery guy—the holiday was coming up, he bought a suitcase that arrived, and in handing it over quickly he placed the peach on the table.
Who could’ve thought, just in that mont, soone returned to the dorm, took a shower, and casually ate his peach!
Thinking about this series of coincidences, his heart fills with despair.
Looking at the brother’s apologetic yet earnest face, how should he put it?
He could only sigh painfully:
"Forget it, forget it..."
If nothing unexpected happens, he will have to visit the boss’s sister’s house this weekend, then use all his brute strength, work to death!
Perform well, and ask the boss’s sister if he can buy a box, it’s just a few days delay in going ho, he can bring so souvenirs to his family.
Thinking of this, he felt slightly comforted—actually, not at all!!
He stared at the roommate who ate his peach, filled with resentnt almost birthing The Evil Sword Immortal.
He could only step forward angrily, grabbing both sides of his neck, shaking desperately:
"Spit it out, spit it out, quickly spit out my peach!"
The voice was full of despair, extrely pitiful.
The surrounding dorm mates heard the sound and ca out for fun, seeing them playfully choking each other’s neck, couldn’t help but laugh:
"Spit out what? If he spits it out, would you eat it?"
The guy painfully said: "I can’t eat it, but just thinking that such a good thing is eaten by him, it’s so frustrating!"
"If I can’t have it, neither can he!"
The other guy was stunned, the roommate next to him reminded: "Check the class group! Just saying he ate an immortal peach—hey, what kind of peach is so delicious?"
Right. All the onlookers beca curious, imdiately asking in unison:
"Hey, is it really that delicious?"
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