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Li Yunfei saw a tear falling from Levin's eyes and asked in surprise: "Just eat it, why are you crying?"

“It’s a bit sour!”

Levin swallowed the orange in his mouth and answered with a red face.

Li Yunfei looked at his face and became even more curious: "Then why is your face red again?"

"Because I feel guilty for lying. What kind of orange is this? Why is it so delicious? Give me two more!" Levin said with his neck stiff.

He has a problem, which is that he blushes when he lies. Although he is an ambassador and has received special training so he won't blush in formal situations, he still blushes when he relaxes in private situations.

Li Yunfei felt both amused and helpless as he listened to this guy's righteous words.

Levin ate 19 tangerines by himself, burped, and then took a wet towel to wipe his hands with a look of unsatisfied feeling.

Wang Chaoyang lowered his voice and asked, "Director Li, who is this foreigner? Is there a famine there?"

Li Yunfei looked at Levin and said with a half-smile, "It's not that there's a famine, it's just that we haven't eaten anything good."

Although imported fruits have always been labeled as high-end, the quality and taste of most foreign fruits are far inferior to those in China. As for production, the gap is even greater.

Especially strawberries, watermelons and apples. The Korean president eats his domestically produced watermelons. If they were placed here at Dongda, they would definitely be returned directly.

"Hey, they haven't eaten anything good!" Wang Chaoyang complained.

Many people in the live broadcast room did not believe it, but soon international students came out to prove it.

"Why are the imported fruits so expensive? And they look so good!"

"Brother, have you ever been abroad? Fruits abroad all taste the same, crispy, like chewing a carrot."

"I really like the strawberry with a hint of oozing. And the apple, it doesn't taste like apple or strawberry, it just tastes like sugar and yogurt."

"Can you believe the bananas that don't break apart and the watermelons that don't rub? When foreigners say Chinese food is delicious, they are usually being polite, but if they say Chinese fruits are delicious, they are probably sincere."

"Over there, everything is for sale, and they focus on storage, transportation, and appearance, and only then do they consider taste."

"Brothers, their food is not delicious, but it's expensive. If you don't believe me, you can look at my ID address."

Levin picked up the last tangerine. After hesitating for a long time, he finally put the tangerine back and asked, "Li, you guys at Dongda like to hide things. What's the name of such a delicious fruit? Why haven't I seen it before?"

"Why are its skin and flesh separated? It's easy to peel without getting your hands dirty. It's seedless, juicy, and sweet and sour. I've lived this long and never thought a fruit like this could exist."

"Babagan, these are high-quality fruits we have here. If you like them, you can import them and bring them back to sell." Li Yunfei's tone became enthusiastic, as if he had discovered some new trade route.

"Oh, dried baba, how much is one pound of it?" Levin asked curiously.

There was no ill intention in his words, but Uncle Wang next to him really couldn't help it.

"Dad, just drink more water. Listen to me, this word is pronounced pa!!! pa!! papa gan!!!!"

"Poop is shit, you eat it, we are eating poop, do you understand?"

Levin looked at the furious Uncle Wang, and his whole momentum was weakened.

He shrank his neck, nodded his head, and asked politely, "I understand, papa! How much is this dried poop per pound?"

When Wang Chaoyang heard this, he felt a black screen in front of his eyes. He seriously suspected that this foreigner was here to cause trouble.

Li Yunfei grabbed the furious Wang Chaoyang and explained, "Uncle Wang, this foreigner has this accent. Let's try to understand him."

"That's how they like to say it. This is the ambassador of the United States. You can say a few words, but you can't hit him. If you hit him, you have to pay compensation!"

"Don't fight, don't fight, let's live in a civilized society, papa!!! Do you understand, this is not your dad's business!" When Uncle Wang heard about paying compensation, he calmed down instantly.

Levin nodded vigorously and repeated, "I understand, I understand, papa!! How much is this dried poop per pound?" The furious Uncle Wang and the innocent-looking Levin formed a very strong contrast, which created a very good live broadcast effect.

Except for netizens from Sichuan, netizens from other places laughed so hard that their stomachs hurt. This is really hopeful.

"It has been adapted into a skit. I want to watch this show on this year's Spring Festival Gala."

"That's right, this is much more interesting than making and eating dumplings."

"It's called Papa Gan! If your dad is dry, just drink more water!"

"Just follow me and read, pour and rake, rake and rake, pour and rake, I was so angry in Sichuan that my stomach hurt."

"Papa! Director, I beg you, please give this foreigner a slap in the face, so that he knows what "Pa from Sichuan" means, and he will remember it."

"Pa? I know you Sichuanese are all henpecked [evil smile]"

李云飞开口说：“耙耙柑挺便宜，70的果子2块钱一斤，75的果子2块5一斤，80的果子3块3一斤。”

"Levin, do you have any connections with any big supermarkets in Eagle Sauce? Would you like me to sell these oranges to you?"

"Li, you are talking about RMB, not US dollars, right?"

"Wait a minute, I'll convert it." After Levin finished speaking, his entire brain froze instantly.

The current exchange rate between the RMB and the US dollar is 1:7.25.

Seeing him like this, Li Yunfei said, "Do you want me to help you with mental arithmetic?"

"No, I want to calculate it myself. I'm afraid you're setting a trap for me."

Li Yunfei listened to Levin's words and opened the computer on his phone for him.

After pressing for a long time, Levin was stunned. He asked in surprise, "70 yuan of poop costs less than 0.3 US dollars per pound, 75 yuan of poop costs less than 0.4 US dollars per pound, and 80 yuan of poop costs less than 0.5 US dollars per pound."

"Li, this old man grows fruit. He can really make money. Isn't he doing charity?"

The price of meat in America is indeed cheap, but the price of fruits and vegetables is really unbearable.

It is really difficult for ordinary families to achieve freedom in fruit and vegetable consumption. Even the common fruits there usually cost around three or four US dollars per pound.

The price of one pound is less than one catty, which is equivalent to twenty or thirty yuan in RMB.

Although they earn and spend US dollars, the average person there only makes two to three thousand US dollars a month, and they really can't afford fruits and vegetables!

Not to mention that even elites like Papagan Levin felt extremely amazed when they ate it for the first time. The pricing is really unreasonable!

Li Yunfei smiled and asked, "So what do you think the price of this thing should be?"

"It should be at least US$15 per pound. As for the purchase price at the place of origin, I think US$5 is more appropriate." Levin gave his opinion after thinking for a long time.

Uncle Wang didn't understand English, so he asked curiously, "Director Li, what are you talking about with this foreigner?"

"Uncle Wang, I asked him if he could buy a large quantity of our pomelo and then export it to Yingjiang to sell."

“Is this a big client?”

Li Yunfei thought about the business between him and Levin, nodded and said, "It is indeed a big customer!"

After all, the two of them had never discussed a business deal worth less than tens of millions of US dollars.

The look in Grandpa Wang's eyes when he looked at Levin changed instantly. He really didn't expect that the oranges produced by his own family could have the opportunity to be sold abroad.

This is not a foreigner with a strange accent, this is clearly the God of Wealth who came to your doorstep! (End of this chapter)