Chapter 6

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At the acquisition station, Zhao Xinyu rubbed his bloated stomach, thinking about the vendors' expressions this morning. He knew that even if he got up early tomorrow, he would still be rejected, and his original plan was useless.

After tidying up the leftover food, Zhao Xinyu put Heifeng into the space and limped out of the acquisition station. He wanted to find a neighborhood with few vendors and a higher population of residents.

For the entire afternoon, Zhao Xinyu didn't know how many miles he had walked. By the time he returned in the evening, his feet were covered with several blisters. Fortunately, his hard work paid off, and he found a neighborhood with few vendors, though it was quite far from the acquisition station.

He reheated the leftover lunch, ate it with Heifeng, and then found a plastic bucket in the yard, filled it with soil, and planted a few vegetable seeds. He then thought about how to bring water from the pond in the space.

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, water began to flow through the gaps in his fingers, which made Zhao Xinyu very happy. He thoroughly watered the bucket and then went to sleep.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Xinyu entered the space with an old box and gathered about 800 pounds of vegetables. He didn't rest at all, put on an old coat, and rode a tricycle away from the acquisition station.

Although Pengcheng is located in the southern coastal area, the temperature at this time was around minus ten degrees. Even with a coat, he couldn't resist the bone-chilling cold.

It took nearly two hours for Zhao Xinyu to reach the entrance of Tianyi Garden, a neighborhood. At this moment, there was not a single pedestrian on the street.

He parked the tricycle in a spot he had chosen the day before and huddled behind it to avoid the bone-chilling cold, waiting for dawn.

Although it was less than two hours until dawn, Zhao Xinyu felt each minute was very long. Gradually, he fell into a half-sleep state.

"Young man, don't fall asleep. In such weather, you'll freeze to death."

Zhao Xinyu's body trembled at the sound of the voice, and his drowsiness instantly disappeared. He opened his eyes and saw an elderly sanitation worker in his sixties standing in front of him.

Seeing Zhao Xinyu wake up, the old man felt relieved. He took a broken bag from his garbage truck and pulled out a water bottle.

"Here, drink some hot water to warm up."

Zhao Xinyu took it with gratitude, feeling the heat from the water bottle, his heart ached a bit. "Thank you, sir. I'll just take a sip."

"You drink it. I usually don't drink it. In the future, bring some hot water when you come out. Even if you don't drink it, it can at least warm you up," the old man sighed and pushed his garbage truck away.

After drinking a few sips of hot water, the cold in his body eased. He got up, walked a few steps, and stretched his stiff body. Looking into the distance, he saw the old man struggling to clean the street under the dim streetlights.

Zhao Xinyu sighed softly, looked to the east, where a hint of orange had appeared. Turning his head, he saw that people were already coming out of the new neighborhood.

He drank a few more sips of water, put the water bottle back on the tricycle, and uncovered the tarp. Instantly, a faint aroma of vegetables spread. Two elderly people who had just come out stopped.

They walked over to look at the vegetables on the tricycle, shook their heads, and walked away. In their minds, such high-quality vegetables must have been grown with chemical fertilizers and pesticides, and there were quite a few of them, otherwise, they wouldn't look so good.

More than ten people came out of the neighborhood, but like the two elderly people, they glanced at the vegetables, didn't even ask the price, and turned to leave.

At this moment, Zhao Xinyu understood something. Thinking about the situation from the day before, when a woman in her fifties came over, he picked up a cucumber, split it in half, and handed half to her.

"Madam, try it. These vegetables haven't used any pesticides or fertilizers," he said, taking a bite of the other half.

As Zhao Xinyu bit into the cucumber, its unique fragrance instantly spread. The woman was slightly surprised; she often bought vegetables, but she had never smelled such a fresh aroma.

She took a small bite, and her eyes lit up. "Sir, why is your cucumber so delicious?"

"These cucumbers haven't used any fertilizers or pesticides. Try the tomatoes," Zhao Xinyu said, handing her a tomato, seeing that he had a chance.

At this moment, more people came out of the neighborhood. Seeing a vegetable stand at the entrance, they gathered around. Zhao Xinyu was generous, giving them tomatoes and cucumbers to taste.

Each person took a bite and looked at Zhao Xinyu with surprise, clearly attracted by the taste of the tomatoes and cucumbers.

"Sir, are these genetically modified vegetables?"

"How could they be? Our country prohibits genetically modified vegetables. These are new varieties. If you don't believe me, you can buy a little to try."

"Give me half a pound of green beans. I'll try them. My house is right at the entrance," said the first woman who came over.

Zhao Xinyu grabbed a handful of green beans and a tomato. "No need to weigh them. Try them. If you like them, buy some. If not, I'll leave right away."

Seeing Zhao Xinyu's words, the people around him were surprised. Such honest vendors were rare in this era. They also felt that this vendor probably wouldn't cheat them.

About fifteen minutes later, the woman came out with a plate. "So delicious, so delicious. Come, try it."

Without chopsticks, people picked up the green beans with their hands. After one bite, they all turned to Zhao Xinyu. "Come, give me five pounds of green beans..."

There were already a dozen or so people watching. As Zhao Xinyu weighed the vegetables, more residents came out of the neighborhood. Hearing that the vegetables were so delicious, they quickly joined the buying queue.

In half an hour, Zhao Xinyu didn't have a moment to rest. The 800 pounds of vegetables were all sold, and many people still hadn't bought any.

Those who bought the vegetables happily returned to the neighborhood, while those who didn't buy any regretted not coming out earlier.

"Sir, will you come tomorrow?"

"Yes, I'll come tomorrow."

A middle-aged man looked at the old tricycle. "Sir, what era is this? You're still using this tricycle. How much can it carry? You should get an electric tricycle. It can carry at least 1,500 pounds."

Zhao Xinyu nodded, but he felt helpless. He knew that an electric tricycle could carry more and was easier to use, but it cost at least 3,000 to 4,000 yuan, and he didn't have that much money.

He put the garbage on the tricycle, looked at the water bottle, and looked down the street. He didn't see the old man, so he shook his head, put the water bottle back, and rode back.

Back at the acquisition station, he counted the money and was stunned. The same amount of vegetables that sold for over 2,000 yuan yesterday sold for 3,800 yuan today.

Overjoyed, he took out his phone to transfer more money to his grandfather's account. But thinking about what the middle-aged man said, he put the money away and went out.

By noon, Zhao Xinyu returned to the acquisition station on an electric tricycle, but he only had five or six yuan left in his pocket. The tricycle had brought him back to the starting point.

Calculating that there were only four days left until the Spring Festival, he was filled with anticipation. He knew that as long as he had the space, his life would definitely change.

Although he had an electric tricycle, Zhao Xinyu still went early the next day. First, he didn't have a driver's license, and second, he wanted to return the water bottle to the old man and thank him.

Perhaps because he didn't exert much effort, and his heart was full of anticipation, although the weather was still cold, he didn't feel any chill.

While waiting, he saw the old man pushing his cart over. "Sir, here's your water bottle."

Seeing Zhao Xinyu limping over, the old man smiled faintly, took the water bottle, and asked with a smile, "Not sleepy today?"

Zhao Xinyu chuckled. "I drank some hot water on the way."

Then, Shipulei took a box of pre-packed vegetables from the tricycle. "Sir, these are vegetables I grew myself. They're not worth much. Take them home to save money."

"I can't accept that. I don't want them."

Just as they were arguing, a voice came from behind. "Sir, are you selling these vegetables?"

Zhao Xinyu put the box in front of the old man. "Take it quickly. I need to sell vegetables."

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