Chapter 496: Chapter 496: Shopkeeper Fan Chapter 496: Chapter 496: Shopkeeper Fan The two agreed on a price, and Shopkeeper Fan had a young attendant prepare pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. They immediately wrote down two copies of the agreement, one for Xuexue and one for themselves,
Xuexue would receive seventy percent of the profits, while Shopkeeper Fan would take thirty percent.
Shopkeeper Fan was very happy. Although thirty percent might not sound like much, watermelons were a rarity in Moli Country. Having lived for several decades, he had never seen such a variety. Not only was it attractive, but it was also delicious, and he could definitely sell it at a high price. In his view, thirty percent of the profits was already quite substantial.
Xuexue blew on the ink of her copy of the agreement and smiled, “Shopkeeper Fan, just hire a carriage tomorrow to collect the watermelons from our village.”
“Eh! Alright!”
Shopkeeper Fan gleefully agreed and carefully put away his copy of the agreement. His demeanor indicated that he was even more nervous about this deal than Xuexue was.
After all, just the novelty of the watermelons alone had him imagining how profitable it would be to sell them in the future. Especially now, with the weather being scorching and it being summer, watermelons were both tasty and quenching, sure to be popular, particularly among the wealthy.
After settling their business,
Shopkeeper Fan instructed his attendants to set up a large table with breakfast for Xuexue and Big Bull, while he excitedly went off to prepare for the watermelon sales the next day.
“Wife, looking at how jolly Shopkeeper Fan is, do you regret letting him sell the watermelons?”
“What’s there to regret? In a few days, we’ll be opening the flower shop, and there will be a lot to take care of. With just our two hands, we can’t manage everything. Besides, we aren’t at a loss.” Xuexue grabbed a piece of Osmanthus Cake, gently bit into it, and spoke leisurely.
Big Bull picked up a Walnut Crisp and elegantly placed it in his bowl, eating it with grace, nodding, “Right, what wife says is always correct.”
After breakfast, they bade Shopkeeper Fan farewell and went to the market to buy some household goods to take back, just as they always did. Xuexue’s skills at market shopping indeed proved first-rate.
In less than a quarter of an hour, they had purchased a large pile of items of all kinds—things to eat, to use, everything—they filled an entire ox cart.
Ever since the separation from the Mo family, Madam Xie and her daughters needed to buy everything for themselves, unlike other villagers who had grain reserves at home and only occasionally visited the market primarily to buy some meat.
Their family was different; they needed to buy everything.
Thus, Xuexue had to visit the town every few days to purchase household supplies to bring back.
At the market, Xuexue stood in front of the ox cart, intending to circle around to the back of the cart to leave. Unintentionally, she glanced back at the street and saw two familiar figures emerging from the adjacent alley, pulling and dragging each other as they headed in their direction.
Not wanting a direct encounter, she quickly stepped aside, using the ox cart to hide herself.
“Miss, can we get going yet?” The carriage driver, a young man from the Nong family in his twenties, asked.
“Brother, wait a little longer. Just sit on the cart and wait; I’ll call you when it’s time to go,” Xuexue whispered in a low voice.
“Oh!”
The carriage driver was utterly confused by the young lady’s secretive attitude, but considering the silver he was being paid, he had no complaints and obediently stood by, waiting for further instructions.
The tugging couple drew nearer and nearer.
Upon a closer look, it turned out to be Auntie Sun and Butcher Yu.
This woman had some nerve! Having run away from her husband’s home, she dared to walk around the nearby town openly flirting with another man.
Xuexue sneered inwardly.
“Big Brother Yu, your heart is so cruel. I ran away from my husband’s home for you, and this is how you treat me. Do you have a conscience at all?” Auntie Sun, heavily made up and dressed in vivid clothes that highlighted her attractive figure, turned many male heads on the street as they looked back at her.