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

Li Yao was slightly taken aback when he heard Jiang Lin's words.

He adjusted his glasses, then understood Jiang Lin's subtext.

This kid clearly knows the benefits of being used as a case study, but he resists being in the spotlight too early.

Li Yao smiled, his tone tinged with regret: "So pragmatic, young man. You should still take a chance."

He deliberately used the word "pragmatic," but Jiang Lin could tell that Li Yao's teasing was actually a sign that he was too conservative and lacked a bit of sharpness.

Jiang Ye also understood. She reached out and poked Jiang Lin's waist, wanting to say something, but looking at Jiang Lin's calm profile, she held back.

Jiang Lin showed no displeasure at being looked down upon. "I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Teacher Li. I just sell watermelons. My family is small and can't withstand any hardship."

Li Yao nodded, respecting Jiang Lin's choice, and also withdrew his intention to say a few more words.

"Whether it's taking a steady and solid approach or simply doing the things at hand well, it already puts you ahead of many of your peers."

Li Yao's tone carried the formulaic encouragement a teacher gives to a student: "I'll take care of the case study, don't worry."

Jiang Lin nodded: "It is our honor to provide teaching materials for Teacher Li."

"It's not that bad." Li Yao closed his notebook, patted Jiang Lin on the shoulder, didn't say anything more, nodded slightly to Jiang Ye, and then turned and left.

Watching Li Yao walk away, Jiang Ye immediately turned to Jiang Lin, "Wow, you missed a great opportunity."

"Professor Li has some influence in the media circle. With his endorsement, if you post something online, the news might even come to interview you. Why did you refuse?"

Jiang Lin put the vegetable baskets together and loaded them into the car, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes: "We don't have anything yet."

"We're just a bamboo raft right now, not even a small boat. If we rush into the storm right now, we'll be smashed to pieces in a flash."

Jiang Ye stared at him blankly, then lightly punched his arm: "You always overthink things, you have so many theories!"

Jiang Lin noticed the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, wiped them away with a tissue, and then slammed the trunk shut. "Come on, get in and enjoy the air conditioning!"

Once seated in the car, Jiang Ye began to tally up today's gains.

"The total is 1673. I brought 300 in change when I came this morning. I spent 75 on plastic boxes and cling film. We have 1298 left. After deducting the gas and toll fees, let's say 600. Oh dear, we only have less than 700 left."

Jiang Ye's face immediately fell: "When you think about it this way, it feels like we worked for nothing today!"

Jiang Lin remained calm, as all of this was within his expectations.

This first trip wasn't about making money, but about validating whether the model was feasible.

As it turns out, this sales channel is viable.

"Although we don't make money, we've proven that this path is feasible."

"Our biggest cost on this trip is transportation. As the volume increases, this cost will naturally be reduced."

He said with a confident smile, "Later, if we haul in another two thousand kilograms, the cost will probably be about the same as today."

"I plan to buy a handheld saccharimeter later, and our labels also need to be redesigned."

"We need to establish our brand; we can't let such a great opportunity go to waste."

"Regarding the brand name, I'm thinking of calling it Linye. What do you think?"

Jiang Ye blushed as he listened. The meaning of this brand name was practically laid bare.

She quickly refused: "No, no, the brand name has to be grand."

Jiang Ye pondered for a moment: "What do you think of the name Qingshan?"

"Looking up, I see green mountains."

"Qingshan?" Jiang Lin was slightly taken aback, then nodded and chuckled.

"Clear waters and green mountains are invaluable assets!"

There was an unsettling feeling that everything was the best arrangement.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing his reaction, Jiang Ye was unsure for a moment.

"No, it's just that this name is absolutely fantastic, so fantastic that... I feel like it's the answer!"

Jiang Lin gathered his thoughts and spoke his true feelings: "Actually, selling watermelons is just the beginning."

"What I really want to do is agriculture."

"The two characters 'Qingshan' (青山) represent our fundamental character and quality."

The carriage was quiet for a moment, with only the faint sound of the air conditioner. Jiang Ye turned his head to look at Jiang Lin, whose gaze was directed out the window. But clearly, what he saw in those bright eyes was not the street outside, but a place much farther away.

Then Jiang Ye coughed, pulling Jiang Lin back to reality.

"There's something I need to confess."

"Um?"

Jiang Ye's voice was a little softer than before: "I actually know that guy who was swatting mosquitoes and sucking blood. His name is Zhang Hao, and he's on the school team..."

Jiang Lin laughed and said, "I know, he didn't come for the watermelon, he came for you."

Jiang Ye tilted her head: "Hmm? You don't mind?"

Jiang Lin said confidently, "Why would I mind? My wife is a good person, speaks sweetly, and is beautiful. It's perfectly normal for someone to like her."

"Do you think I can stop everyone in the world from liking you?"

Jiang Lin remained calm. "The important thing isn't him, but what you think."

"As for finding fault..."

"The result was pretty good; we sold 10 big watermelons!"

He paused for a moment, then continued, "It's just..."

"You've really gone to a lot of trouble. You came here to have fun, but now I've dragged you into selling watermelons!"

Jiang Ye tied the plastic bags containing the money together: "No, actually I think it's quite fun."

She looked through the windshield of the car at the growing crowd outside.

She rubbed her hands together; the remaining watermelon juice made her palms feel sticky.

What's so fun about it?

I had to get up before dawn, stand under the blazing sun, and frantically cut watermelons and calculate change.

Not these.

She remembered how, before summer vacation, her silly friend carried two large suitcases and a big hiking backpack as he escorted her home.

At that time, he was not good with words, and he was proud and concerned about his image. Saying a kind word felt like it would cost him his life.

But in fact, she knew very well that Jiang Lin was someone who would think things through beforehand.

Now, he can reason with his father about the pros and cons and speak calmly with his teacher.

He had a clear plan for becoming famous for selling watermelons, and for the future.

He can also blow-dry her hair, wipe her sweat, and say sweet nothings that seem natural but aren't offensive.

Everything seems to have changed.

It's like a piece of gold that was originally covered in dust, suddenly beginning to reveal its inner brilliance!

The important thing is that she was there when he began to change.

Not just listening to him on the phone or afterwards, but actually being by his side, walking with him through the mud, sweating, and discussing how to put his ideas into practice.

Jiang Ye felt that this impulsive visit was perhaps the most correct and luckiest thing she had ever done.

She raised her hand high, as if announcing a major decision, her spirits high: "Then, Commander, let's go buy a saccharimeter! GOGOGO!"

"Gurgle..."

Hearing her stomach growl at such an inopportune moment, Jiang Lin couldn't help but laugh out loud and grabbed her hand: "Even the greatest undertaking needs to fill your stomach first."

"Let's go eat something delicious first!"