Chapter 164 Selling Fruit on the Street
After using two small baskets of grapes to calm down a fight, Qi Ming's expression calmed down a little and he reminded Yang Fan again.

"Next time don't call me when I'm on break and don't call me by my full name!"

Obviously, it doesn't fit his temperament at all!
"I know, I know. Let's go quickly, it's already dawn," Yang Fan said perfunctorily.

I know it this time, but I may not know it next time.

Seeing her like this, Qi Ming knew that this person definitely didn't listen to her. He thought that next time she called him out during the day, he would ask for some other fruits.

Nana reminded Gao Yu, "Yuyu, remember to come and see me next time."

Gao Yu nodded heavily, "I will definitely come back to see you soon!"

"Bye, Fishy."

"Bye, Nana."

Qi Ming returned to the underworld with two baskets of grapes and Nana.

Gao Yu transferred 1,000 yuan to Yang Fan. When she was leaving, Yang Fan suddenly said to her, "Go back and change your name."

She also thought about changing her name.

She doesn't like extra yu.

Gao Yu looked at Yang Fan expectantly, "Master, what name should I change to?"

Yang Fan: "Gao Yu."

“???” Gao Yu was puzzled. Isn’t it still a name?

"A tall fish is like a fish in water."

Not superfluous.

Gao Yu was stunned for a long time, then smiled happily.

It turns out it was Yu Yu, not Yu Yu.

……

At half past six, Xiao Lin, Yan Qing and Tang Yuanyuan arrived at Yang Fan's house on time.

Fu Cancan has to edit her pictures at home, so she won't go with them to set up a stall on the street today.

Yang Fan was ready. She sat on the tricycle and waved to the three people, "Get on board."

Xiao Lin consciously sat next to her.

Tang Yuanyuan looked around and saw that there were no empty seats in the front, and the cargo bed at the back was full of fruits. Where should they sit?

"Grandmaster, we have no place to sit?"

Yang Fan patted the back of the truck and said, "Sit here."

Yan Qing and Tang Yuanyuan: …? ? ?
Grandpa, are you serious?

Facing the morning sunshine, Yang Fan drove his tricycle at full speed on the deserted country road.

Yan Qing and Tang Yuanyuan were squeezed into the gap in the back bed of the truck. They sat on the edge of the narrow bed, holding on to the truck tightly, their faces pale.

They didn't know before that this great master could make a three-wheeled vehicle feel like a sports car!
If they knew this, they would never get in the car.

The two weak and helpless bodies were shaken up and down by the car.

Yan Qing was wearing an ordinary white sportswear today, looking like a down-and-out nobleman, with a sense of brokenness.

Tang Yuanyuan was wearing a black sports suit, and his sunny and handsome face was now wrinkled like the stupid son of a landlord.

After passing a section of bumpy terrain, my buttocks flew up and down again, and the feeling was so sour and refreshing.

On the other hand, Xiao Lin, who was sitting in the front, was already used to Yang Fan driving the tricycle like a sports car, and her expression was very relaxed.

It was already bright at 6:30 in the summer. As the tricycle drove out of the village, a wave of heat instantly hit us in the face.

The sun shines on my body, it's extremely hot.

"It's so hot outside," Xiao Lin squinted at the dazzling sun in the distance, "Boss, why is there such a big temperature difference between the village and the outside?"

She had wanted to ask this question for a long time. As soon as she entered the village, she felt like she was in an air-conditioned room. When she came out, it was very hot outside.

"Because there are ghosts in the village." said Yang Fan.

Xiao Lin suddenly realized, yes, the boss’s house is the Yellow Springs Station, so it would naturally be very cool.

She really asked a stupid question.

Yang Fan took them all the way to the town's street corner, found an empty spot and parked the car. At this point, many stall owners had already started setting up their stalls to do business.

To their left was a woman in her thirties selling children's clothing, and the space on their right was still empty when they stopped.

But just as Yang Fan parked the car, another car stopped nearby. They were selling tissues and were a middle-aged couple in their forties.

They were all busy displaying the goods quickly before the villagers who were going to the market arrived.

Before the car stopped, Tang Yuanyuan and Yan Qing couldn't wait to jump out of the car.

Tang Yuanyuan rubbed her buttocks and grimaced, "I'm going crazy."

As soon as Xiao Lin got out of the car, she saw Tang Yuanyuan rubbing her butt. Yan Qing, who was standing beside her, also looked unhappy and had a subtle expression.

Yang Fan got out of the car, turned up the seat and took out the cardboard inside.

She walked to the back of the car, opened the bed, and put the cardboard on it. On the cardboard was written: Shangyuan Village Fruit Sale, Fruit Mix for 10 Yuan per pound (each household is limited to 2 pounds)

Xiao Lin and the other two showed surprised expressions when they saw the words above.

"Boss, when did you do this?"

Yang Fan said: "I did it last night."

Fruit hodgepodge, as the name suggests, means all fruits are mixed together and sold. Yang Fan asked them to pack them in bags in advance.

Each family can only purchase one bag.

The four of them took turns to have breakfast. Xiao Lin and Yang Fan went to eat fried noodles across the street first, and then came back to eat with Yan Qing and Tang Yuanyuan. After the two of them left, the uncle selling tissues nearby started chatting with them.

"Little girl, is this your first time selling fruits here?" The uncle selling tissues nearby was a community veteran. He came over and greeted Yang Fan with a smile.

Yang Fan replied with a smile, "I guess so. This is our first time setting up a stall during the market."

Considering the time when she came to the street to set up a stall and was taken to the police station, this wasn't the first time.

"Were those two your elder brother and younger brother?" the uncle asked curiously.

Yang Fan shook his head, "No, they are all my employees."

When the uncle found out that she was running an orchard, he immediately gave her a thumbs up in admiration, "You are amazing, little girl!"

"But uncle has some advice for you, don't be angry." Uncle Zhang's expression became a little strange.

Yang Fan shook his head to show that he was not angry and let him speak freely. Judging from their faces, the couple were not bad people.

"When you recruit employees in the future, you should pay more attention to their overall qualities," the uncle paused and said tactfully, "How should I put it? Don't just focus on one thing, you have to look at the person's overall situation."

"Just like you and this little girl, you can obviously be good at work."

As for those two people, the older one, they are good-looking, and even a grown man like him couldn't help but take a few more glances at them, but their faces are too cold and stern, which makes them look a bit intimidating. How can other people dare to come and buy fruits?

The other one is a young boy who looks young, acts a little rashly, and is always pretentious.

The uncle has been setting up stalls for many years and is very good at judging people. It is obvious at first glance that these two people are not good at setting up stalls and selling goods.

The two little girls are also good-looking. They seem to be easy-going, easy to talk to, and efficient at work.

Being suddenly praised and compared with a master like Yan Qing, Xiao Lin suddenly felt proud.

See, everyone has their own advantages and disadvantages.

Yang Fan understood his implicit expression immediately, and she smiled and said, "It's okay, we came out to set up the stall just to exercise."

The more proficient you are, the better.

These two people, one was gifted at a young age and was promoted to a high position, and has never been exposed to the worldly life; the other one is young and has a wealthy family, and has never been in such a market.

Naturally, in the eyes of these uncles who often hang out in the market, both of them are unsuitable candidates to set up stalls.