You've been reborn and you're going to go farm?

"One, two, hey ya!"

"Thump!"

With a slight dip in the vehicle, the last basket of watermelons was lifted onto the bread truck by the father and son.

Xu Rong put the watermelon knife, cutting board, electronic scale, folding table and chairs on the table.

Then she took out a bag of change wrapped in a blue plastic bag and handed it to Jiang Lin, saying, "There's 300 yuan in change here, that should be enough."

Xu Rong put almost all the loose change in the house into it.

Jiang Lin gripped the plastic bag tightly, said nothing, and only gave a heavy "hmm".

At this moment, Jiang Ye rushed out of the house in a flurry.

She was clearly woken up by the noise outside; her hair was still a little messy. "Wait for me! I'm just brushing my teeth, one minute!"

Xu Rong was amused by her expression: "No rush, no rush, there's still plenty of time, take your time."

Jiang Jiahe watched his son's tense expression as he took the money bag, then glanced at the flustered girl who was worried about his son, and at the watermelons in the car with labels on them and cushioned with straw. A complex mix of emotions quietly settled in his heart.

It seemed that overnight, all the farm work, accounting, and how to deal with people were arranged clearly. As the father, all he could do, besides verbally objecting and helping to lift the basket, was to get involved in nothing else.

I felt relieved, but also a little disappointed.

He silently turned around, circled the car again, and kicked the tire with his foot.

Jiang Lin had actually seen all of these before, but he couldn't help but look at them again.

"Have you looked at the routes?"

Jiang Lin nodded: "I've seen it."

Jiang Lin has driven on the old expressway many times, and Jiang Ye also has navigation on his phone. It's not very accurate in smaller places, but it's still fine for getting to the provincial capital.

After breakfast, Jiang Lin started the bread cart. Xu Rong handed Jiang Ye a bottle of Tiger Balm, saying, "Xiao Ye, if you get carsick or encounter mosquitoes on the way, put some on."

"Okay, thank you, Auntie!"

She took it from him, happily sat in the passenger seat with the camera hanging on her back, and fastened her seatbelt.

Jiang Jiahe patted the driver's side door: "Be careful, make a call when you arrive."

Jiang Lin nodded: "Okay."

The van merged into the asphalt road leading to the county town along the side road. Jiang Ye opened his phone's navigation, set the destination, and then looked with great interest at the road ahead, which was still shrouded in darkness.

"Not bad, young man. You drive this car more steadily than my driving instructor."

"That mainly depends on who's sitting in the passenger seat."

Jiang Lin chuckled and replied, "Why don't you take a nap? You're up so early."

"Okay~" Jiang Ye didn't stand on ceremony and leaned against the car seat to close up.

After resting last night, she lay in bed and chatted with Sister Xu for a long time.

Jiang Lin turned down the radio volume and opened the air conditioner vent to prevent it from blowing directly on her.

At 11:30 a.m., the car steadily drove into the side street of the commercial street at the side gate of the Communication University. Of course, he couldn't enter the commercial street. There weren't many people on the side street, and the management wasn't strict.

Jiang Ye stretched and, seeing the familiar streets, felt a surge of excitement. She clenched her fist: "Let's make it a hit!"

Jiang Lin turned off the engine, took out a hundred-yuan bill and handed it to her: "I'll move the melon down. Go to that department store and buy some transparent fruit boxes, toothpicks, and plastic wrap."

"This small vendor is quite thoughtful."

"I'll go right now!"

Jiang Ye took the money and jogged to the store, her tall figure revealing a well-proportioned silhouette that exuded youthful vitality.

Jiang Lin opened the back door of the car and carefully unloaded a basket of watermelons.

He took out his phone, checked the time: 12:05. The comrades in military training should have almost finished by now.

He smiled slightly, logged into the forum, and quickly tapped a few lines, calmly creating a post that entered the bustling forum.

Watermelon Bro: I'm in position on the side street of the commercial district. I'm the only one selling watermelons on the entire street. Awaiting your inspection! @BloodSuckerMosquito

After sending the message, he put away his phone and calmly began packing his things.

"They're really here?"

"A side street? Let's go check it out!"

"@BloodsuckingMosquitoBrother, they're in position, it's your turn now!"

"Come and watch! We have to join in this fun!"

……

Almost at the same moment, discussions broke out in the media department's cafeteria and dormitories.

The students, who had just been freed from military training, had already lost all their fatigue and began to run out of the school in twos and threes.

Jiang Ye quickly ran back carrying a large plastic bag. By then, some students had already gathered around the bread cart.

They pointed and gestured at the melons in Jiang Lin's basket.

"They really listed the sugar content and texture."

"Wow, they even have weight!"

"This must be Watermelon Bro, right? Hey, I didn't realize he was so handsome. I thought he'd be a tanned guy."

"Hey, hasn't that mosquito guy arrived yet?"

"Everyone's waiting for him to test the waters!"

"Hey, isn't that Jiang Ye, our sophomore? What's she doing here, helping out..."

Jiang Ye handed the plastic box to Jiang Lin, looking at the students watching around him, feeling both excited and nervous.

Jiang Lin methodically set up the folding table, selected a watermelon with a crumbly texture, and deliberately showed the label to everyone.

He wiped the watermelon knife with a tissue and opened the watermelon in front of everyone.

"Snap!"

That crisp sound—even someone who doesn't know how to choose a watermelon can tell at that moment that it must be a good one.

The bright red watermelon flesh came into view, slightly sandy and translucent.

"Wow, that's incredibly accurate!"

"His sticker says it only has slight sandblasting, right?"

"Look at that watermelon, it really does look like it's slightly sandy."

Jiang Lin wasn't in a hurry. He cut the watermelon into small pieces, neatly arranged them in a plastic box, and then inserted toothpicks.

"I'm Watermelon Bro from Tieba. Today is my first day of business. Thank you all for your support." Jiang Lin picked up the box. "Whether the watermelon is good or not, my words are useless. Whether you buy it or not, try it first. It's a free sample, and I'm absolutely not lying."

He carried the box and walked towards the students in green military training uniforms. The watermelon with glistening sand was right in front of them, and its bright red and delicious juice made several students' throats move.

However, no one wanted to be the first to stick their neck out.

The atmosphere became a stalemate. Jiang Lin's gaze swept across the room and landed on a slightly chubby boy wearing black-rimmed glasses.

The young man craned his neck, looking on with a hungry expression.

"How about this student does me a favor? Let everyone try it, and set an example?"

"Huh? Me?" The chubby boy was stunned for a moment, pointed to himself, and when he saw everyone's eyes suddenly turn to him, his face immediately became a little hot.

He licked his lips: "Let's try it."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he nervously put the watermelon into his mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"How is it?" the person next to him immediately asked, and Jiang Lin also looked at him.

He smacked his lips, a look of bewilderment on his face as if he had eaten too fast and hadn't quite grasped the taste. He looked at the box in Jiang Lin's hand and scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly: "I... I'll have another piece? I didn't really taste it properly earlier."

"Pfft..." Laughter immediately erupted around them, even making the somewhat nervous Jiang Ye laugh.

"You're like Pigsy eating ginseng fruit!"

"That's right, that's right."

The chubby boy chuckled, then picked up two more pieces and put them in his mouth.

"Hey, stop just eating! Tell me, is it sweet or not...?"