Chapter 142 141. Intercepting Cowpea [asking for monthly ticket]

But at this moment, Huaiyu had no choice but to go to the trading market.

There were four familiar uncles and aunts in the testing station. As Huaiyu approached, the staff was stunned when they saw the huge crowds of people.

This, this is not a good backdoor!
The three of them quickly assigned tasks, and one of them went to where Huaiyu was queuing:

"What's going on? Why are there so many people? Are you in trouble?"

Huaiyu thought for a moment and said, "Not really. I just brought some cowpeas to sell at the market. They saw them in the car and insisted on buying them..."

"Cowpeas? Fresh cowpeas?"

The staff member quietly peeked into her basket, and at this moment, his eyes were full of anticipation:
“Is this really for sale?”

Huaiyu: “…Sell it.”

As soon as she said this, the people in the queue turned around and stared at her basket. After a while, they suddenly said:
"How about you get in front of me and wait for the test. If the mutation value is really low, can you sell it to me?"

Before Huaiyu agreed, the person in front of him was unwilling to give in:

"Why? I'll just give my seat to this girl. Sell it to me first later."

When Huaiyu came carrying a basket of cowpeas, he felt it was heavy. After all, it was so big, weighing dozens of kilograms!
But now standing in the crowd, it was clearly a drop in the bucket! Everyone wished she could carry a mountain on her back.

She looked blankly at the staff member beside her, only to see that the other party was also eager to try - wanted to buy it!
After receiving the look, the staff member paused and suggested: "How about this, I take the girl to the VIP room for a test first, and everyone waits outside?"

"Can we wait until the price is set and then buy it if we need it?"

"What if the mutation value is high? Isn't this a waste of argument?"

With just these few people, they saw that a basket of cowpeas would definitely not be enough to sell, and the aunties who had been following them were unhappy:

"We followed the little girl all the way here to sell cowpeas. We can't be unable to buy any, right?"

Amid the chatter, Huaiyu could hear someone proudly saying:
"I tell you, no matter how much the mutation value is, we'll buy it first to make sure it's the right thing to do! I've seen this girl on the bus. Her two brothers are both very capable, they're good at defense! But her sister-in-law is not nice, so she kicked her out right after they got married..."

"But think about it, she lives alone and can keep herself clean, so how can her life be bad?"

“Can the food be bad?”

Huaiyu's mind was instantly filled with question marks. She didn't understand why these strangers could speak so seriously about his gossip.

Then she suddenly remembered that when she first took the bus, in order to cover up her own shortcomings, she vaguely mentioned those vague backgrounds about her brother just getting married and living with the defense army...

Huaiyu: ...This boomerang is so far away, it can actually hit me!
But during this tug of war, the two sides started arguing again.

Huaiyu was caught in the middle, and she felt very uncomfortable. The staff pulled her into the VIP room and closed the door, which gave her some peace and quiet.

However, no one wants to test their own things now. Anyway, they are either buying or selling, so it doesn’t matter if it’s early or late.

As for the cowpea, everyone had only one thought in mind:

With so many people gathering around, they must know it’s a good thing, right?
So we haven’t taken the test yet and are all waiting outside.

The staff turned on the machine with familiarity, put a whole basket of cowpeas in it, and soon the machine hummed and spit out a card -

[Variation value: 9]

A single-digit variation value!

These are good things that they can’t usually buy in the market!

Although there are occasional products with variation values ​​of 10 or on the market, those who have eaten them know that the taste of products with variation values ​​below is completely different from those.

Anything above 15 is not fatal, 10-15 is inedible, and anything below 10 is delicious.

The staff stared at the card in Huaiyu's hand with burning eyes. And Huaiyu was also full of surprises - because after she picked the cowpea, she had not purified it again.

In other words, the numbers coming out of the entire cowpea vine are all stable like this!

At this moment, listening to the noisy sounds outside, she took out four handfuls of cowpeas that had been sorted in advance from the basket without saying a word:

"15 cents a pound, want it?"

After thinking for a while, I put them on the electronic scale next to me:

"I just found an electronic scale at home—"

Found it in a pile of junk.

"I don't know if it's accurate..."

Anyway, she tied them up one by one according to the weight listed above, and now when she measured it, it was surprisingly accurate.

The staff here has already readily extended the bracelet:
"I'll give it to the three of them first!"

With a "ding" sound, the points were credited to the account, and the other party immediately packed the cowpeas into a cardboard box and then neatly locked it in the cabinet.

And now, Huaiyu’s problems have just arrived.

There is just this basket of cowpeas, and there are 83 bundles left. Who should I sell them to?
She made a prompt decision: "Those who followed me on the bus can buy first. Each person is limited to one kilogram, and it costs 18 cents per kilogram."

There seemed to be a lot of people getting off the bus, but at most there were only 20 people. As for the rest...

Huaiyu gritted his teeth and said, "Let's get in line again, get in front, and it's whoever's next is in line."

The staff member gave her a thumbs up and then reassured her, "Don't worry, I'll open the ramp for the queue in a moment, and they can go directly from the back door to the front street after they buy their tickets."

……

Boss Tang was leisurely sitting in the store with his legs crossed, flipping through old magazines - anyway, all the customers who came to his store were big business, and this was how he was most of the time.

but--

Isn't it a bit too much that no one came in on such a nice morning?
Are the things on my counter too expensive?

He pulled his legs back, threw the magazine aside, and looked around the store twice - there was nothing wrong!
Looking at the shops across the street, they were also quiet and deserted. Several shop owners stood at the doorway, looking at each other in confusion, and couldn't help asking -

"Are there any other trading markets open today?"

"I haven't heard of it..."

"Didn't I hear that the Dada Mall was about to open? Is there any movement there?"

"It's impossible to do it over there! The Dada shopping mall is inside the building, it's dark and there's no light. How much electricity would it take to turn on the lights?"

"That's right, it's 6 floors! Who wants to climb up there to buy something?"

That's strange, the whole market looks empty.

Boss Tang always felt empty inside, as if something precious had run away from him.

Just as I was thinking about it, I finally saw two people walking down the street. The joy on their faces was visible to the naked eye, and their voices were filled with joy:

"Luckily I followed her all the way from the bus station! Fresh cowpeas at 18 cents a pound! My daughter can finally have a good meal!"

"That's right! The mutation value is 9! I haven't tasted it in 6 years..."

Update 2, good night. The next door is writing, but it's late.