The beloved baby has a space

Chapter 138 Fruits Never Been Eaten

The others were getting anxious. They knew this servant; his son was exceptionally generous and always bought everything he needed.

This time, however, they wanted to buy some to try themselves, but the young master bought them all.

"No, no, sell it to us first, don't sell it directly to him!"

“That rich young master clearly doesn’t lack food. Our child is waiting to eat, and he’ll probably throw a tantrum if we don’t have this.”

"Yes, yes, last time I only ate one of those candied hawthorns. I took the rest home and my whole family fought over them. They even made me guard them. If I see them this time and don't buy any, there will be another uproar when I get back."

"Let's wait until we've finished buying before you buy."

Everyone chimed in, each offering their own opinion, as if afraid the servant would buy up all the goods again.

The servant was speechless, but he didn't want to offend these people. They were just looking for good food, not bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

Little Ayu said, "Uncle, wait for us. Let's sell the candied hawthorns to everyone first, and then we'll go find Brother Murong."

Little Ayu still remembers that generous older brother.

Anyway, anyone older than her is her brother, someone the same age as her father is her uncle, and someone the same age as her grandfather is her great-grandfather.

The corresponding relatives are naturally the older sister, aunt, and grandmother; this is what Liu taught them.

When the little guy is out in the world, he'll get the short end of the stick if he's a sweet talker.

The servant patiently said, "Alright, I'll wait for you."

Since we've already waited two days, a little more won't make a difference.

Seeing that the servant was easy to talk to, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Ordinary people are most afraid of dealing with rich people. They always think that everything can be solved with money, and that those who are not rich can only swallow their anger.

Because of Grandma Wang's reminder, they didn't make a hundred or two hundred at once, but only made eighty-odd on market day.

Nanhe Town holds a market every three days, specifically on the 3rd, 6th, and 9th of each month.

Last time, Wang Dalang, Wang Sanlang, and Wang Silang accompanied Xiao Ayu. This time, Wang Dalang came again, and the rest were Wang Erlang and Wang Wulang. Wang Erlang came to help count the money, while Wang Wulang simply squeezed out his two older brothers to join in the fun.

"Three coins for one, two for six coins."

"Here's nine coins for you. Here are three candied hawthorns. Please take them!"

With Wang Erlang around, everyone was much clearer-headed when doing the accounts.

Wang Erlang was in charge of keeping accounts, Wang Wulang was in charge of collecting money, and Wang Dalang would take the items down and hand them to the people who had paid.

Little Ayu wanted to help, but her brothers were worried that with so many people around, she might be kidnapped, so they simply put her among them and didn't let her do anything.

There were only about thirty people surrounding them, but all the candied hawthorns were sold out.

The people who came after them saw the lively scene and wanted to join in the fun, only to find that it was sold out when they got there.

After the candied hawthorns were gone, there were still some wild fruits on the ground. Last time, not many people bought wild fruits, so this time they prepared less, only about 10 jin (5 kg).

"What's this? It looks pretty delicious," someone asked, pointing to the wild fruit on the ground.

“This is a hawthorn fruit, five for one coin. Our candied hawthorn skewers are made from it,” Wang Wulang said quickly.

The man smiled and said, "Alright, then pack me 10."

This person grew up in town and hadn't been outside much, so naturally he didn't know that this was the kind of wild fruit that grows outside.

Someone wanted to remind him that these were just ordinary wild fruits, but felt it was best not to disturb his business.

After buying the wild fruit, the man casually wiped it on his sleeve and took a bite.

The sweet juice burst open and sprayed quite a distance.

"Wow, this stuff is so sweet! It tastes even better than a melon!" The man's eyes lit up, and he simply took out five more copper coins and asked them to count out five more.

"Great!" Those who were originally watching were also tempted when they saw that this person bought so much and had tried it before.

For some people, even a single copper coin is precious, but there are quite a few people in town with a few copper coins in change, so they took out one or two copper coins and gradually bought all the wild fruits from Old Wang's stall.

The cows standing nearby watched in awe.

"You guys are really fast! The stall hasn't been set up for long and you've already sold out!" Cai Niu gave them a thumbs up. "You guys are born to be in business!"

A group of children, both big and small, blushed with excitement at Cai Niu's praise.

They also think they are very capable.

When they get back, the adults will definitely praise them, right?

The servant standing nearby, seeing this scene, secretly regretted his actions. He should have known better than to let those people buy things; before he knew it, everything would be sold out.

It's still their fault for not bringing enough.

Who brings such a small amount of stuff to set up a stall?

“Once you’ve sold everything, come with me. The young master is getting impatient.” The servant hurriedly stepped forward.

The Wang family then cleaned up their belongings on the ground, picked up all the fallen thatch, and kept the ground clean before leaving.

There's more to the story. Two days ago, after Murong Run received those items, he didn't think much of them and even had his servants dispose of the candied hawthorns.

I didn't plan to eat it.

He doesn't really like sweets, especially candied hawthorns, which are too sweet for him.

The servant ate two candied hawthorns and thought they tasted quite good, so he recommended them to Murong Run.

Murong Run took a bite out of one and thought that the outside of the candied hawthorn was indeed too sweet, but the flesh inside was quite special.

They had previously packed up all the fruit from the stall, so Murong Run had his servant wash a few fruits. After washing them, he casually ate two and found the fruit to be quite unique.

The fruit, when eaten alone, is only sweet and not sour. However, when it is made into candied hawthorn, it will have a slight fruity acidity, but the sourness is not particularly obvious.

“This fruit is quite special. Is it unique to this area?” Murong Run asked.

The servant shook his head: "I'm not too sure either, but these fruits look somewhat similar to those that grow in the wild outside, only they are larger and redder. Oh, and they taste much sweeter too."

The fruit from the Wang family sells extremely well; not only do children love to eat it, but adults also buy a bag every few days.

Not to mention the candied hawthorns, which were almost sold out as soon as they were put on the stall, which benefited the Wang family's children, who didn't have to spend much time watching the stall.

Murong Run only sighed slightly, saying that the fruit tasted good. The next day, they decided to leave Nanhe Town. After walking about ten miles, Murong Run remembered that there were still a few fruits left, which the little guy had given him separately.

It looks a little different from the fruit they bought.

As if by some strange twist of fate, Murong Run instructed his servants to wash the fruit clean in the nearby stream.

After eating a golden fruit, Murong Run's eyes widened instantly.

This fruit tastes completely different!
It's not just a simple sweetness; the texture is indescribably smooth, neither too cloying nor too refreshing—a wonderfully unique taste that's hard to put into words.

After finishing one fruit, Murong Run ate two more, and still felt like she hadn't had enough.

Without exception, the two fruits tasted different and had different textures.

One is soft, the other is crispy; they are clearly fruits, but they taste a bit like pastries.

The biggest difference is that Murong Run has never tasted it.

Perhaps even my grandfather never ate it.

"Turn around! Turn around immediately! We need to find that family!"

(End of this chapter)