Chapter 7

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"Of course I'll sell," Zhao Xinyu said with a smile as he returned to the tricycle. Two days of harvest had given him complete confidence, though he still didn't dare to take off his mask, his words were more composed and confident than before.

"I just saw that it wasn't yesterday's tricycle, I thought it wasn't you."

"Brother, what you said yesterday was right. This electric tricycle can carry more. What do you need?"

"The same as yesterday."

Zhao Xinyu glanced at the middle-aged man speaking, untied the new tarp, and took out a tomato, "Try it first."

The middle-aged man laughed, "You're willing to part with it, this one costs two or three yuan."

"Brother, if you're not reassured, how would you buy it? Try it, and you'll be reassured when you buy it back home."

The middle-aged man nodded, took a bite, and his eyes lit up, "Quickly, give me five pounds of each, no... I want ten pounds."

What surprised Zhao Xinyu was that as he was weighing the vegetables for the middle-aged man, more and more people came out of the neighborhood and gathered around. Yesterday at this time, there were only street cleaners on the street.

Although he had brought about 2,000 pounds of vegetables today, in less than 40 minutes, the whole tricycle was sold out, and the already thin and weak Zhao Xinyu was drenched in sweat.

As Zhao Xinyu was packing up his boxes to go back, an old lady who hadn't bought any vegetables asked, "Young man, can you deliver some vegetables to us in the afternoon? My old man is sick and can't leave, and I can't wait too long, or no one will take care of him."

With the first person speaking, others quickly joined in, all hoping that Zhao Xinyu would deliver some vegetables to them in the afternoon.

Zhao Xinyu's eyes flickered. Over the past two days, most of the vegetables in the space could be harvested, but he didn't have a driver's license. If he got caught, he would be in big trouble.

"Old lady, this tricycle is one I just bought yesterday. To be honest, I don't have a driver's license. If you're willing to wait, I can deliver them to you at 8 PM, okay?"

"Okay, okay, I'll wait for you at 8 PM," the old lady said excitedly.

"We'll wait for you too."

As Shi Pulei rode his bike past the neighborhood where he had set up his stall on the first day, he saw the small pickup truck again. The slightly overweight middle-aged man was constantly asking the vendors at the neighborhood entrance, seemingly looking for something.

When Zhao Xinyu passed by him, he was just getting up and saw Zhao Xinyu's back. He was stunned and waved, shouting, but Zhao Xinyu didn't hear him.

Boss Tan looked at the departing tricycle and couldn't help but laugh bitterly. On the day he bought Zhao Xinyu's vegetables at a low price, his business doubled.

After comparing, he knew why his business was so good that day, mainly because of Zhao Xinyu's vegetables. So, he came early yesterday, but didn't find Zhao Xinyu.

Today, he came again, but only saw Zhao Xinyu's back.

Back at the recycling station, Zhao Xinyu counted his earnings for the day, over 6,700 yuan. Looking at the 6,000 yuan, Zhao Xinyu was so excited that he couldn't describe it.

Thinking about delivering vegetables in the evening, Zhao Xinyu and Hei Feng had a simple meal and then crawled into the damp bed. Perhaps because he got up too early, despite the dampness, he soon fell into a deep sleep.

At around 4 PM, Zhao Xinyu entered the space with his boxes. By 8 PM, he was at the entrance of Tianyi Garden.

To his surprise, there were already more than a hundred people gathered there. In less than an hour, the whole tricycle of vegetables was sold out, and there were still more than ten people who didn't get any.

Looking at the ten or so people who didn't get any vegetables, he said apologetically, "Everyone, come earlier tomorrow. Whatever you need, I'll save it for you."

Seeing Zhao Xinyu say this, the more than ten residents who had waited in the cold wind for over an hour smiled, "You're finally here. Let us help you."

Zhao Xinyu remembered this in his heart and then rode away.

Over the next three days, Zhao Xinyu would appear on time at the entrance of Tianyi Garden every day. In just a few days, the vegetables he grew had become popular in the newly built neighborhood.

Not only in this neighborhood, but even people from nearby neighborhoods had heard about it, so Zhao Xinyu's sales never took more than an hour each time.

Many times, as soon as Zhao Xinyu arrived, the regular customers in the neighborhood would help him, which moved Zhao Xinyu. Many times, as a token of appreciation, he would give them extra vegetables.

On the 29th of the lunar month, as Shi Pulei was packing up his boxes and the scattered vegetable leaves, a regular customer asked with a hint of regret,

"Xiao Zhao, from your accent, you're not from around here. When are you going home, and when will you come back after the New Year?"

Zhao Xinyu was slightly stunned and shook his head with a bitter smile, "Uncle Wang, I won't go home for the New Year. I'll stay alone. If you need vegetables, just give me a call, and I'll deliver them to you."

"Xiao Zhao, will you come tomorrow morning? My friend just called me, and he wants to buy some of your vegetables too."

Zhao Xinyu chuckled, "Sure, at the same time as usual."

As he rode back, looking at the festive decorations on both sides of the road, Shi Pulei felt a deep sadness. Since leaving his grandfather to study in Pengcheng, he had never gone home in five years to earn enough for his living expenses and his brother's expenses.

Every year, when the lights in every household were bright, he would hide in his dormitory and cry, and the only food he had was instant noodles.

Thinking about the Spring Festival that was about to come, he gritted his teeth and went to the supermarket, spending nearly 500 yuan on supplies.

Back home by 10 PM, he and Hei Feng had a quick meal and then crawled into bed. After all, he had to go to Tianyi Garden early the next morning.

The next day, when Zhao Xinyu arrived at Tianyi Garden, there were already many people gathered as usual. In less than an hour, the vegetables were sold out again.

On his way back, he stopped in front of a Chinese medicine store, thinking for over ten minutes before getting off his bike and entering the store.

Half an hour later, he came out with three large bags. He had learned traditional Chinese medicine from his grandfather when he was young. After obtaining the space, he knew that the space could help with his injuries, and he had thought about buying some herbs according to the formula he remembered to treat himself.

However, at that time, he didn't have much money, so he had put it off. Now that he had money, he thought about treating himself, even if he couldn't be completely cured, any improvement would be good.

Back home, he put up the Spring Festival couplets, cleaned the room, and washed the bed sheets and pillowcases that hadn't been washed for a long time.

After finishing, he started preparing lunch. After a busy morning, the table was full of dishes. He had prepared a lot for Hei Feng, who was eating voraciously on the ground, but Zhao Xinyu was staring at the table full of delicious food, lost in thought.

For over five years, he wasn't afraid of hardship or委屈, but he was most afraid of the New Year and festivals. This year was supposed to be his graduation and the start of his career, but due to an accident, he couldn't return home.

Zhao Xinyu was melancholy and lost in thought, while Hei Feng had already finished a whole dish. Perhaps sensing Zhao Xinyu's mood, the little guy was rubbing his head against Zhao Xinyu's leg.

Feeling Hei Feng's affection, Zhao Xinyu took a deep breath, picked up his chopsticks, but only took a few bites before putting them down again.

Just as he put down his chopsticks, his eyes lit up. He saw green in a corner of the room, in a plastic bucket.

"Success, the space water has an effect on ordinary soil," Zhao Xinyu's heart raced. The tomatoes and cucumbers he had planted a few days ago had not only sprouted but each plant was over an inch tall.

Although the growth rate was not as fast as in the space, it was much faster than ordinary planting. If planted normally, it would be uncertain whether they would even sprout in a few days, let alone grow to over an inch tall.

Looking at the tomatoes and cucumbers in the plastic bucket, Zhao Xinyu turned to look at the yard full of garbage. His heart suddenly raced. The large yard left by the old man was just across a smelly ditch from the city. If he could make the yard full of vegetables, he wouldn't need to wake up early and stay up late to sell vegetables every day.

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