Chapter 498: Chapter 499 Worries Chapter 498: Chapter 499 Worries Dajun parked the ox cart and hurriedly started to move vegetables into the store. Xiaocui promptly went out to help, but Dajun stopped her, “Don’t dirty your clothes, I can handle it.”
Xiaocui was slender and young; in Dajun’s eyes, she was just like his little sister. Moving heavy stuff was a man’s job.
“It’s okay, if it gets dirty I’ll just wash it.”
Having interacted with Dajun for a while, the two had beco familiar with each other. Xiaocui really liked Dajun—she thought he was a good person. It was only his leg that had a problem, but whenever she rembered that he was injured while serving as a soldier, her admiration for him grew.
When Zhang Qian saw Xiaocui helping to move things, she hurried out to help, too. With the three of them working, the load was quickly moved. Dajun wiped the sweat from his face and neck, “Is there any heavy work that needs doing in the store?”
“No,” Xiaocui shook her head, then she took a cup and poured him so water, “Here, Dajun, have so water.”
“Thank you.” Dajun took the water and gulped it down in a few big swigs, then asked again, “No one has co to the store to cause trouble, right?”
The business was doing well, and with only a few young girls running the store, he worried that so troublemakers might deliberately cause problems.
Xiaocui shook her head, “No, those who co to the store to buy vegetables are all aunties and big sisters; they’re quite polite.”
Dajun was relieved. He sat in the store for a while and, seeing that Mianmian had not returned, he couldn’t help asking, “Where did Mianmian go?”
Usually, Mianmian stayed in the store and did not wander around.
Although Shen Mianmian was the boss, she was still young. Dajun treated them like younger sisters and was occasionally concerned about their safety in the store.
“She went to buy waterlon.”
Xiaocui responded.
Dajun frowned—was buying a waterlon taking this long?
He knew Shen Mianmian’s character: she was efficient and didn’t like dilly-dallying. It was at least 31 or 32 degrees outside; it was very hot and she was not the type to loiter, so she should be back by now.
With that thought, he stood up and said, “I’ll go use the restroom.”
Xiaocui and Zhang Qian saw him leave and didn’t think much of it. There was no restroom in the store, so if you wanted to use one, you had to go to the public toilet near the market. They usually did the sa.
Shen Mianmian, who had just bought the waterlon, was unaware that Dajun had co out looking for her. Holding a waterlon that weighed over ten kilograms, she had only walked a few steps when she was called to a halt by the owner of a nearby restaurant.
“Miss, wait a mont.”
“Is there sothing you need?” Shen Mianmian turned around, looking puzzled at the owner who erged from the store. He looked sowhat familiar; it seed he had bought vegetables from her store that morning.
“Miss, I bought vegetables from your place this morning—do you rember?”
The man was smiling amiably, not appearing to harbor any bad intentions.
“I rember.”
“Well, I’m the owner of this restaurant, and I have to buy lots of vegetables and at every day. I’d like to talk to you about prices, and going forward, I’d like to buy the produce we need from your store,” he said, noting her sweaty forehead and the heavy waterlon in her arms, “It’s hot outside, and it must be tiring holding that waterlon. How about we go inside my restaurant to discuss?”
Although the vegetable market was right next to her, the vegetables sold there were grown in bulk and didn’t taste as good as the countryside ones; the flavor when cooked was different, too.
In the past few days after buying vegetables from her a few tis, the custors eating at his place had comnted on how fragrant it was.
For a restaurant like his that had to buy vegetables every day and in large quantities, of course, he wanted to get the prices as low as possible.
Realizing it was a business proposal, Shen Mianmian peeked inside the restaurant; it was pretty well-decorated, bigger than the other small eateries, with three tables of custors dining inside—the owner did seem like he genuinely wanted to talk business.
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