Chapter 1377 – Over the Limits
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The manager, a cautious man who was not prone to ridicule, said to Li Du, “If you pick your waterlons, you have to choose ten and arrange them in order of ripeness!”
Li Du laughed and said, “Didn’t you just say all your waterlons have similar ripeness? How can there be ten grades?”
“Yes, do you know what the ten levels of ripeness stand for? Do you have raw lons here?” A Chinese girl put in.
The manager was flustered. “Of course we don’t have raw lons, but there are still so subtle differences...”
Li Du shook his head and said, “Ten is too much. How about this, let’s make it seven. I pick out seven waterlons and rank them in order of ripeness.”
The manager thought about it and said, “Okay, seven, it’s a deal.”
Li Du smiled. “No problem. I’ll let you see our Chinese ability to evaluate waterlons by tapping them.”
“Bad luck for the fool,” Brother Wolf said, shaking his head.
“He’s going to embarrass himself. The boss is going to show him,” Big Ivan added.
Li Du walked over to the waterlon stand and released the space-ti bug into one waterlon to see how ripe the flesh was.
The flesh was bright red and the texture has beco slightly grainy. This was a good ripe waterlon.
Tap! Tap! Tap! He picked the waterlon up and patted it, listening with a serious expression.
People were whispering all around. Two Chinese girls pressed their fingers to their lips and made hissing noises. “Shh, please be quiet!”
A supermarket employee in a yellow vest snorted. “This is ridiculous!”
Li Du knocked on the waterlon a few tis and then put it down and went to choose another. He tapped and listened again.
The little bug flew freely through the waterlon, and Li Du worked in sync with it, arranging the waterlons and putting the ones he didn’t want back on the shelf.
Seeing this, the manager was a little uncertain. “Damn, can he truly tell the ripeness of the waterlon by tapping?”
“It’s not that difficult, Sanders,” another employee whispered. “You really can tell if a waterlon is ripe by tapping it.”
The manager said, “I know that much. But how can I tell which lon is riper? There shouldn’t be that much difference between them, right?”
The employee quickly nodded. “Yes, we selected them, and all these waterlons are almost equally ripe!”
Soon, five waterlons were selected. Li Du picked up another waterlon and patted it, a aningful smile on his face.
Seeing this smile, even the manager and the staff felt things were bad. This Chinese man was not an easy target!
After selecting two more waterlons, Li Du had his seven. He patted the waterlon that was first in the row and said, “Co on! Cut it open!”
“This is the mont of truth,” said the tall Chinese girl in a classic mystery style. “It’s ti to find out! Open the lon!”
Li Du smiled and shook his head. The girl was a real gem.
The manager nodded and one of the employees took out a waterlon knife and cut the waterlon open.
There were now more onlookers around. They were surrounded by people, so of whom had just co to see what had happened and remained to wait with bated breath for the result.
When the waterlon was cut open, everyone saw it was yellowish-white with pale red inside. It clearly wasn’t ripe enough.
The supermarket employee went on to cut the second lon. The flesh was also pink, but there was no sign of yellowish-white around it, so it was slightly riper than the first one.
The third waterlon had bright red flesh, the fourth waterlon had dark red flesh, and the fifth waterlon had an even darker shade.
So far, the five waterlons obviously displayed five levels of ripeness.
The audience was already applauding:
“Wow, this is magic!”
“A miracle, I can’t believe this!”
“Great! Dude, pick out two good waterlons for !”
The manager’s face was a little bit anxious, but he urged, “Let’s open the next one. I do not believe that there is waterlon riper than this last one!”
The employee nodded and cut the next waterlon in half. It displayed the sa rich red color as the previous waterlon.
See this, the manager cried out exultingly, “Look, look, this waterlon and the previous one were equally ripe... you’ve lost!”
A few of the Chinese protested. “No, they are not the sa. This one is better. Look at it...”
However, it was really difficult to tell the difference between the two waterlons just by looking.
Li Du Let the manager speak first, and then said, “Here’s a piece of wisdom. He who laughs last laughs best.”
He took the knife from the employee, cutting the waterlon into quarters. As he did so, it was possible to see the flesh better, and parts of it were visibly rotting.
Seeing this, it was the manager’s turn to be dumbstruck.
“Damn, this waterlon here is overripe, it has gone bad!”
“F**k, the last ti I bought a rotten waterlon, I ca back to the supermarket, and they refused to give back my money!”
“What about the last one? Could it have gone bad too?”
Seeing Li Du cut the rotten waterlon, the manager’s forehead glistened with sweat. He hurriedly said, “There are so many waterlons here, there is always a point where a few will be slightly overripe, but it is not bad, it’s...”
Hearing his words, Li Du went to the last waterlon and cut it up. When the waterlon was spliced, a sour sll spread out and foamy yellow and red juice burst out. The waterlon was rotten whole inside!
This brought the manager’s flow of words to a halt. Li Du smiled and said, “See now? Are they different in their ripeness?”
The Chinese high-fived each other, and one girl aid, “This is outrageous! Call the food quality inspector and file a complaint about these black-hearted bastards!”
“Yes, this is unacceptable, the waterlon is totally rotten. Eating it will cause food poisoning!”
Aricans were deeply concerned about food hygiene. When onlookers saw the rotten waterlon, they shouted, “This is disgusting!”
“I buy my waterlons in a place like this?”
“I won’t buy any fresh produce here anymore!”
The manager cried out desperately, “It was an accident! With so many waterlons, just one was accidentally overripe and...”
At this point, Li Du picked another waterlon, cut it and a thicker sour sll spread out!
Desperate, the manager looked at him and pleaded, “Don’t cut any more lons. You win! You win!”
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