novelzi Chapter 15 Buying Raw Materials at the Farmers' Market
Chapter 15 Buying Raw Materials at the Farmers' Market
After walking for more than ten minutes, the two arrived at the farmers' market.
Zhao Mingzhe rubbed his hands excitedly: "A farmers' market? Wow! It's hidden in a place like this?"
"Does this market offer that kind of service? No wonder they say that true hermits live in the city, not in the wilderness..."
"No wonder they say the most dangerous place is the safest place. If it weren't for you bringing me here, Lao Ye, I would never have imagined this. It's truly eye-opening..."
He then leaned close to Ye Fan's ear and asked in a sly tone, "Old Ye, you're something else! You even know this secret hideout like the back of your hand? You haven't been here before, have you?"
Ye Fan really couldn't be bothered to pay him any attention.
After entering the farmers' market, Zhao Mingzhe started scratching his head and saying, "Old Ye, I suddenly have a strong sense of unease. Why don't you go back? If you get caught, not only will you lose face, but you'll also get a beating from Uncle Ye when you get back."
Ye Fan finally lost his temper and slapped him on the back of the head: "Shut up!" This guy must have been holding back his puberty for too long and ruined his brain, right?
Ye Fan ignored him and walked straight to the fruit stall, shouting, "Boss, give me twenty lemons and two catties of small green lemons."
After paying and taking the heavy lemons, he turned and walked to the tea shop next door, saying, "Boss, three catties of black tea, this year's new tea, the regular price is fine."
Seeing Zhao Mingzhe still standing there in a daze, Ye Fan raised an eyebrow and said, "I'm just buying lemons and tea, why are you asking so many questions?"
Zhao Mingzhe was completely dumbfounded.
Is it just to buy some tea and lemons?
Ye Fan took the tea leaves and turned to leave.
Zhao Mingzhe then realized what was happening and quickly caught up with him: "Old Ye, you really just bought some tea and lemons? Is this what you call meaningful? Tell me what's the point of buying something?"
He thought it was some kind of code, with three catties and new tea mentioned.
Leaving the farmers' market.
Zhao Mingzhe was carrying several plastic bags, looking like a submissive wife.
Ye Fan, who was walking in front, twisted open a can of cola with a "click," tilted his head back, and gulped down more than half of it, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down with each swallow.
Two hundred yuan was spent cleanly. It bought raw materials, two hundred plastic cups, a pack of straws, and two bottles of Coke. Not a single penny was left.
Before his entrepreneurial success in his previous life, Ye Fan had tried almost every industry that could make money. He even worked in a milk tea shop for a while, and he knew the recipes and production processes of various drinks like the back of his hand. He was confident that he could sell very well in the current beverage market.
In a few years, all kinds of beverage shops will spring up everywhere, and it will be unrealistic to expect to make a lot of money from them again.
But now is the perfect time to make his first fortune, especially since he urgently needs start-up capital, making this a suitable approach.
Zhao Mingzhe, carrying a heavy bag in one hand and drinking a swig of cola in the other, mumbled, "Old Ye! Should we go straight back to the classroom now?"
Ye Fan gave an OK sign and smiled slightly: "Let's go back to the classroom."
The two walked towards school under the scorching sun.
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Back in the classroom.
The tranquility of lunch break enveloped the entire classroom.
Most students were quietly resting their heads on their desks. The only sounds in the classroom were even breathing and the occasional soft rustling of pages turning.
The intense life of senior year of high school has instilled in everyone the habit of making the most of every minute, with lunch breaks used either for catching up on sleep or for studying.
Pei Yi'an and Tang Yanning were huddled together discussing exercises, their pens scratching on the draft paper.
Seeing the two men come in carrying several black bags, they looked up curiously and asked, "What were you doing out there? Why are you coming back with several black bags after just one trip?"
"I bought some lemons and tea."
Ye Fan gave a brief reply and casually tossed several black bags under the table.
"Why buy so many lemons and tea leaves?"
"It'll be a secret for now! You'll find out later."
Ye Fan deliberately kept everyone in suspense, "What classes are there this afternoon?"
Pei Yi'an's eyes lit up, and she replied in a lighthearted tone, "It's Teacher Lu's English class this afternoon, the class you boys like the most!"
"So you girls don't like it, huh?"
Ye Fan didn't take it seriously and took out his English textbook from his bag.
In Lu Qinghe's English class, everyone, regardless of whether they were boys or girls, listened very attentively, but whether they actually learned anything was unknown; all they said was that they listened very carefully.
Half an hour later, Lu Qinghe walked into the classroom wearing a black long dress, Saint Laurent high heels, and carrying a pile of review materials.
In the afternoon English class.
Lu Qinghe is explaining the mock exam paper from two days ago.
Ye Fan sat in the back, sometimes looking up at the blackboard, sometimes writing notes in his notebook.
I listened attentively to the English class all afternoon....
"Cough cough" To be precise, I spent the whole afternoon watching it.
After school, I spent more than an hour reviewing in the study room, and as usual, I gave Zhao Mingzhe some questions and then explained them to him.
I got home after seven o'clock.
A delicious aroma of food wafted from the kitchen, and Ye Fan's stomach immediately growled.
Ye Fan entered the room and placed several black plastic bags in the living room.
"You're back just in time, the food's just finished cooking." Gu Ruoning had just finished preparing the meal and saw her son return at the perfect moment. She rolled her eyes at him: "You're back so late again today, were you studying again?"
"Of course! You can ask Old Zhao if you don't believe me!" Ye Fan said with a chuckle.
Gu Ruoning turned her head and saw several black plastic bags, then asked, "Why did you bring back several plastic bags? What's in them?"
"I'll get some tea leaves and lemons; I'll sell hand-whipped lemon tea tomorrow."
Ye Fan's family usually eats dinner quite late.
Gu Ruoning shook her head and didn't ask any more questions. Since the start of the college entrance exam preparation period, she and her husband had tacitly agreed not to interfere, trying to give their son enough autonomy. But seeing her son's carefree and irresponsible attitude just made her furious.
Fortunately, he was well-behaved at school; otherwise, his parents would have had countless worries.
However, what she didn't know was that Ye Fan had absolutely nothing to do with the word "honest".
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After dinner.
He then hurriedly went to take a shower.
Back in his room, he skillfully tapped on his phone screen, replying to Liu Ruyan's messages as always, his words filled with their usual affection.
He turned around and plopped down at his desk, then opened the internet and chatted with Sophia.
During a break in the conversation, he pulled out a book of compositions and anthologies of essays from the bookshelf.
Thinking about Lao Qin's instructions, I need to improve my Chinese composition. I remember writing compositions in my previous life that even a dog would shake its head at.
In his past life, he often used some very sophisticated sentences in his essays, which were refreshing to read at a glance.
Phrases like "At the end of the immortal path, who stands at the peak? A glimpse of the beginningless Dao and all is in vain," "Ascending the heavenly path, singing as we go, a flick of the finger can blot out the sky," and "May I ask Heaven if there are immortals?" are all relevant to this topic.
While these sentences may sound sophisticated, they are not suitable for use in college entrance exam essays, which are not fantasy novels, so they often result in point deductions.
Sentences like "Life is the greatest miracle in the world" can be used in essays with suitable themes.
To write a good essay, these exquisite sentences must be used in the right context, have a good meaning, and conform to the core values of the essay's theme. Otherwise, no matter how good the sentences are, if they are used, people will only think that this is just random writing.
Ye Fan is very busy tonight.
Sometimes he would bury himself in polishing sentences in his essays, sometimes he would chat intimately with Liu Ruyan in the Green Bubble chat box, and sometimes he would have long conversations with Sofia, who was far away in England.
She gradually fell asleep.