Chapter 4

"Sky Court Peaches, rare and exquisite, limited quantity, sold until they're gone. Each peach costs 100 yuan, no bargaining."

In the town of Zhunan, a group of peach merchants gathered around a small tricycle.

The tricycle owner was a young man selling peaches. Normally, in late autumn, peaches are late-season peaches, not only with poor texture but also unappealing in appearance. Generally, peach merchants who buy such peaches must process them specially to make them marketable.

But what was rare was that the peaches this young man was selling were not only as big as two fists but also had a tempting color, making people want to take a bite just by looking at them.

Such peaches, if bought, might not necessarily be for selling; they could be used as a gimmick to attract customers.

"Young man? How do you grow these peaches?"

"Young man, I've been doing business in Zhunan for so many years, but I've never seen you before?"

"100 yuan? Isn't 100 yuan for a peach too expensive? Sky Court Peaches? You really dare to call them that."

The curious peach merchants chattered incessantly, asking questions non-stop. One reason was that these peaches were truly rare, and the other was that the price was somewhat outrageous.

Lei Huanxi smiled and said, "Uncles and aunts, big brothers and sisters, take a good look. Have you ever seen such big peaches? Have you ever seen such good-looking peaches? The name 'Sky Court' is just a metaphor. They are so big, you can only see such peaches in movies and TV shows. My surname is Lei, from Immortal Peach Village. My grandfather was an old peach farmer. These peaches are cultivated using special methods passed down from my ancestors, and they were once supplied to the emperor. Hey, it's true, I'm not boasting. My family has been growing peaches to honor the Empress Dowager for generations..."

"You're just boasting. Immortal Peach Village did indeed supply peaches, but it has nothing to do with the Lei family."

"Our family didn't always have the surname Lei. I can't tell you what our original surname was." Lei Huanxi lied without blinking: "After the Empress Dowager passed away, we changed our surname to avoid trouble. Now, I'm getting married, but I don't have any money, and the girl won't agree. What can I do? My father picked up the family skills and is selling peaches to help me get married."

"Young man, you shouldn't talk such big talk. Peaches aren't grown in a day or two. Besides, these peaches are big and look good, but who knows if they taste good? You should let us taste them first."

"Oh, Uncle, I'm sorry, but these peaches are too expensive, and I can't afford to give them away for free. Isn't 100 yuan a lot? What can you do with 100 yuan nowadays? A meal at a restaurant costs hundreds. Look at that thick gold chain around your neck, do you really care about this money? Buy one to taste. If it's good, you can praise it. If it's not, you can destroy my stall."

The middle-aged man, who was in his early forties and wore a thick gold chain, laughed at Lei Huanxi's words and was flattered. He generously took out 100 yuan:

"Alright, it's just 100 yuan. I'll pay! But I'm warning you, if it's not good, I'll really destroy your stall! I've been a peach merchant in Zhunan for almost ten years, and everyone knows my temper."

"Oh, you're Brother Hong?"

"Do you know me?" Brother Hong was surprised.

"I don't know you." Lei Huanxi smiled and took the money: "I'm just trying to get close to you."

Brother Hong started to like this sweet-talking young man. In late autumn, such big peaches might not taste good, but given the young man's eloquence, he decided to give him a lesson.

Would he really destroy the stall?

...

"Jiang Bin, President Miao will arrive in Yundong tonight. Is the reception prepared?"

In the Xihai Group's president's office, Xihai Group's chairman and president, a prominent figure in Yundong, Jiang Shengli, asked.

"Dad, don't worry, everything is prepared, it won't delay anything." Jiang Bin played with his phone and said casually: "It's just President Miao, a nouveau riche who made his fortune in the coal business. Is it really necessary?"

"What do you know?" Jiang Shengli's face turned serious: "Are you so high and mighty after studying abroad? Looking down on the nouveau riche? Your father is also from a humble background, and so are you! President Miao's investment involves several hundred million, and we can't afford any mistakes. The investment environment is not good now, and we need President Miao's funds."

"I understand, Dad." Jiang Bin finally put away his phone: "I'll make sure everything is perfect."

"What about the peaches? Have you bought them?"

"What peaches?" Jiang Bin was taken aback.

"You're still a kid, and you can't be trusted." Jiang Shengli was a bit anxious: "I told you repeatedly that President Miao has no other hobbies, just a love for peaches. When he did business in Zhunan, he loved the local water peaches. It's only an hour's drive from Yundong to Zhunan, and he will surely be thinking about peaches. You're always on your phone, always on your phone!"

"Oh, Dad, I remember now, I really forgot." Jiang Bin slapped his head: "But it's not peach season, and a big boss like President Miao probably won't care about these things, right?"

Jiang Shengli shook his head: "Details determine success or failure. The more he can't get peaches, the more he will appreciate us. Quickly, drive to Zhunan yourself. There are still late-season peaches. You must taste them yourself, regardless of the price, and return before dinner."

"Alright, I understand, Dad."

At this moment, the phone rang. Jiang Bin answered: "Yan Yan, I'm going to buy peaches... What? Why buy peaches? We'll talk when we meet... Alright, wait for me in the lobby downstairs..."

...

Brother Hong took a big bite, and everyone's eyes were on him.

A mouthful of peach juice, and Brother Hong remained silent for a while.

Oh no, it must be bad, everyone thought. This Brother Hong looks like someone not to be trifled with; the young man's stall might really be destroyed.

But then, Brother Hong took several more big bites, juice dripping from his mouth. In no time, a large peach was mostly in his stomach. He mumbled as he ate:

"Delicious, so delicious, I've never eaten such a good peach in my life."

With one hand holding the peach and the other reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a wad of money: "See, how many can I buy? I'll buy them all. Wait, I'll buy all your peaches. There's an ATM over there, wait, I'll go get the money!"

Brother Hong had been in the peach business in Zhunan for a long time, and if he said they were good, they were definitely good. The scene became lively.

"Hey, Brother Hong, you can't do that. What about us if you buy all the good peaches?"

"It's just 100 yuan, who doesn't have it? Share them, and use them as samples to attract customers."

"Young man, here's 500 yuan, give me 5."

In an instant, the people around scrambled to take out their money and buy the peaches.

Brother Hong was anxious: "Young man, young man, I have at least 2,000 yuan, 20 peaches, I want 20."

The peaches sold like crazy. Lei Huanxi's peaches sold like crazy.

At this moment, a Mercedes stopped by the roadside. The window rolled down, and Jiang Bin curiously looked at the bustling scene across the street. He saw people with beaming faces emerging from the crowd, each holding one or several peaches.

What big peaches! Jiang Bin's eyes lit up. Wasn't he here for peaches?

He quickly got out of the car with Xu Yan Yan and grabbed a person who had just bought two peaches: "Hey, how are these peaches?"

"Good, the young man didn't lie. I've been in the fruit business for many years, and I've never seen such good peaches."

...

A car full of peaches, 104 in total, was quickly sold out.

The peach merchants were still reluctant to leave, asking Lei Huanxi for his phone number and address, and pre-arranging to buy the peaches first next year. Only then did they reluctantly disperse.

The last four peaches, Lei Huanxi hid under the basket, refusing to sell them. He hadn't eaten or drunk anything all day, so he had to keep some for himself.

"Hey, peach seller, do you have any more?"

A domineering voice rang out.

So familiar?

Lei Huanxi looked up, and their eyes met.

Ha, what a small world! It was Jiang Bin and Xu Yan Yan!

Jiang Bin and Xu Yan Yan were also surprised to see Lei Huanxi selling peaches. Jiang Bin, with a stiff face, said, "Lei, what's your name again? Do you have any more peaches? I'll pay a high price."

"I do." Lei Huanxi magically produced four peaches.

What big, beautiful peaches!

Jiang Bin and Xu Yan Yan were used to good things, but they had never seen such beautiful peaches.

Although there were only four, they couldn't wait. President Miao would definitely like such big, beautiful peaches.

Jiang Bin took out his wallet: "I'll buy them all."

"No sale!"

"No sale?" Jiang Bin immediately understood that the other person was still angry at him. He looked at the price tag: "200 yuan each, will you sell?"

"No sale." Lei Huanxi picked up a peach and took a big bite.

"Don't eat it." Jiang Bin was heartbroken; only three were left. He gritted his teeth: "500 yuan each, will you sell?"

"Lei Huanxi, 500 yuan each." Xu Yan Yan also tried to persuade him: "It's just that you were fired and beaten, but you'll get 1,500 yuan in a moment."

"My brother Lei resigned on his own." Lei Huanxi said slowly: "500 yuan each, that's a good price."

Hmph, poor boy, 1,500 yuan will make your eyes pop, Jiang Bin thought with a sneer.

But Lei Huanxi continued calmly: "If someone else offers 500 yuan, I'll sell, but to you? No sale!"

A small beggar was watching from the side. Lei Huanxi had an idea and beckoned to him.

The small beggar quickly came over, looking at him timidly.

"Peaches, Sky Court peaches, delicious." Lei Huanxi smiled and put the remaining three peaches in a plastic bag, handing it to the beggar: "Take them, they're for you."

"Thank you, thank you." The beggar had been begging nearby and knew the peaches were good. Now the peach seller was giving them to him?

He took the bag and ran away as fast as he could, afraid Lei Huanxi would change his mind.

Jiang Bin's eyes were on fire: "You'd rather give them to a beggar than sell them to me?"

"I like the beggar, I hate you." Lei Huanxi still smiled, got on the tricycle: "Young Master Jiang, in my heart, you're not even as good as a beggar! I'm so happy today, really, really happy."

Watching Lei Huanxi's back, Jiang Bin was furious, and Xu Yan Yan couldn't calm him down.

Finally, he calmed down a bit and took out his phone, dialing a number: "Gu Biao? Bring some people to Zhunan immediately, I need your help!"

Want to play? A poor boy like you wants to play with Young Master Jiang of Xihai Group?