C32 â Addicted to Eating Watermelons
Sunâs fatherâs revelations gave Zhao Yuegu a deeper appreciation for Waldenâs worth.
He never imagined that such priceless treasures could be hidden deep within the mountains.
The mere title of an ancient Ming Dynasty village was enough to draw in throngs of visitors.
Inevitably, it would also attract investors looking to speculate and profit from the areaâs potential.
Walden was like a juicy morsel, tempting everyone to come and take a bite.
Was Sunâs father harboring similar thoughts?
Zhao Yueguâs eyes fixed on Sunâs father with a guarded expression.
Feeling the icy stare, Sunâs father experienced a shiver down his spine, as if preyed upon by a wild beast.
Yet, when he turned around, the sensation vanished without a trace.
Zhao Yueguâs face was adorned with a guileless smile.
âThereâs no greed in his eyes, only deep respect,â he thought.
âIf he had ill intentions, he couldâve easily tricked me and taken the rosewood. No need for honesty.â
Watching Lin Fu meticulously care for the rosewood furniture, Zhao Yueguâs doubts faded.
After all, this man was a figure of renown throughout Strathmore Province.
Besidesâ¦
His daughter had always been right by his side.
He should stick to farming; when the time came, heâd handle whatever needed to be done.
âOnce this road is completed, there might not be much money left.â
âBut that could be an opportunity to lease all the village land.â
âWith more land under cultivation, the systemâs rewards will surely increase.â
Zhao Yueguâs confidence surged.
The village elders were getting on in years.
Farming was no longer suitable for them.
As long as they had food on the table, theyâd gladly entrust their land to Zhao Yuegu.
Perhaps he could even consider building a retirement home and inviting some doctors to the village.
âStill, itâll be a few months before the road is ready.â
âOne step at a time.â
Zhao Yueguâs mind was busy with plans for Waldenâs future development.
In a way, the whole village was akin to his own estate.
This was his home.
It was at this moment that Sun Yingâs exuberant cheers broke his train of thought.
âBoss, Director Xu is finally awake.â
Xia Guo looked ashen, her legs shaky and her steps unsteady.
Without knowing she was carsick, one might have thought sheâd been through an ordeal.
Xia Guo cradled her head, her gaze toward Zhao Yuegu brimming with gratitude.
In her semi-conscious state, she vividly felt the strength of his back as he carried her onward.
For a moment, her entire world seemed to hinge on that back, and his perfect profile appeared to glow with an endless radiance.
A profound sense of security filled her heart.
Yet, her expression quickly returned to one of impassivity.
Still, a softness lingered in the depths of her eyes.
âThank you,â she said.
Zhao Yuegu responded with a playful tone, âYou should be thankful weâre deep in the mountainsâI didnât sell you off.â
His words were light, but his concern for Xia Guoâs safety was greater than anyone elseâs. An incident would surely draw the scrutiny of those above.
Xia Guoâs expression darkened at the thought.
âStill, business is business, and personal is personal. If my investigation turns up any issuesâ¦â
âGo ahead and investigate,â Zhao Yuegu said, spreading his hands nonchalantly. What did he have to fear?
âWeâve got watermelons at home. Want to check them out now?â
âSure.â
âThatâll be five thousand yuan. Pay up.â
Xia Guo gritted her teeth but agreed.
After all, five thousand yuan was a trivial sum.
But what came out with the cash was a slew of lab equipment, leaving everyone agape.
Such professionalism for watermelons?
Seeing Xia Guoâs meticulous approach to sampling and analysis, even Zhao Yueguâs curiosity was piqued.
âIâm starting to wonder just how different these system-grown watermelons are from the regular ones.â
Sun Ying was equally astonished, âSister Xu, arenât you trained in economics? How do you know how to do this?â
Xia Guo blushed, âIâm just handling the sampling.â
Zhao Yuegu rubbed his head in bemusement. All that professional posturing, and in the end, the data was still a mystery to them.
With no signal to send the data back, Xia Guo could only save it for later.
Then, she carefully took a bite of the freshly cut watermelon.
It seemed that, in the end, the true test for a five-thousand-yuan watermelon was as simple as tasting it. The sweetness and refreshing chill washed over her, easing the nausea from motion sickness and clearing the fog from her mind.
âThis watermelonâ¦â
With a voracious bite, Xia Guo sank her teeth into the juicy fruit.
The sweltering heat of the summer evening seemed to vanish, replaced by a gentle mountain breeze that brought comfort from head to toe.
Now this is living!
The thought sprang unbidden to her mind.
Zhao Yuegu watched Xia Guoâs eager consumption and knew exactly what she was thinking.
So much for the investigationâ¦
Could it be that even the most accomplished among us canât resist the allure of a watermelon theyâve grown themselves, decorum be damned?
When Xia Guo finally snapped out of her watermelon trance, she was greeted by a table strewn with nothing but rinds.
âHow about it? My watermelon is worth the price, isnât it?â
Zhao Yuegu couldnât hide his smugness.
Xia Guo, still savoring the taste, wiped her mouth.
âItâs truly delicious.â
âSo delicious that even I might be getting a little hooked.â