Selling Watermelons from the Game in Reality!

Youcheng County generally has two channels for sourcing watermelons.

One is to go to the fruit wholesale market, which is in the logistics park on the other side of You City, a bit of a distance away.

The other is to work a bit harder and source directly from fruit farmers in the surrounding villages.

Therefore, if the wholesale price is the same at 1.5 yuan per jin, and the melons are even tastier and delivered to your door, there's no fear of no one wanting them.

As soon as Qin Lin sent out the message, three people popped up in the group chat.

"Oh, it's Little Qin."

"Is Little Qin switching careers to wholesale now?"

"Then I'll come join the fun too?"

Qin Lin knew all three people who sent messages; they all happened to have shops near Market Street.

Seeing that no one else was coming forward in the group chat for the moment, Qin Lin arranged to meet the three at his shop.

At this moment.

Qin Lin also noticed a prompt appear in his mind's game screen: the seeds he planted needed their first watering.

He immediately used his mind to control the game character to enter the tool shed, retrieve a watering can, fill it at the river, and then water all the seeds.

A moment later, the three people who had arranged to meet in the WeChat group arrived on their electric scooters.

There were two middle-aged men, Liu Dasheng and Chen Dahe, and a woman named Ai Quni.

As soon as Liu Dasheng entered, he spoke first, "Little Qin, where are your melons? Let's see!"

Qin Lin pointed to a pile of watermelons on the ground and said, "Brother Liu, Brother Chen, Sister Ai, take a look at these melons."

The three of them went over to inspect them.

Having been in this business for a long time, they could naturally tell whether the melons were good or not.

Clear and distinct stripes, varying in depth...

The stems were still green, very fresh.

They could tell by the sound.

These melons were clearly good ones.

"They look really good," Liu Dasheng said with a smile.

Chen Dahe and Ai Quni also nodded.

However, with so many unscrupulous wholesalers and fruit farmers around now, they still had to cut one open and taste it.

Qin Lin naturally understood and said to the three, "The three of you, feel free to pick one."

"Little Qin, how about this one then!" Liu Dasheng randomly pointed to a watermelon.

Qin Lin nodded, picked up that watermelon, and cut it directly in half, revealing the sweet, juicy flesh, which was appetizing at first glance.

Qin Lin then cut the two halves of the watermelon into smaller wedges before saying to the three, "Brother Liu, Brother Chen, Sister Ai, try them!"

Liu Dasheng and the other two didn't stand on ceremony, each picking up a wedge of watermelon and eating it.

"Woof woof!"

It was that black dog's bark again. Seeing Qin Lin sharing melons, it crept forward with tentative little steps and squatted at the shop entrance.

This darn dog was clearly trying to freeload.

Seeing this, Qin Lin casually grabbed another wedge of watermelon and tossed it to the dog.

Dogs get diarrhea from eating too much watermelon, so letting it experience the harshness of human nature would make it realize this stuff can't be eaten, and it wouldn't freeload anymore.

With the attributes of deliciousness +1, sweetness +1, and texture +1, Liu Dasheng and the other two only took two bites before their eyes lit up.

"Good melons, the taste is so much better than what I've sourced before."

"Indeed, very sweet, and juicy too."

"Little Qin, you're really delivering them to our doors?"

All three looked at Qin Lin. Melons with such good appearance and even better taste, at the same wholesale price, and delivered to their doors – there was no reason not to stock up.

Qin Lin explained, "Of course, we'll definitely deliver them to your doors."

The three nodded and immediately decided to each take 30 melons to try out, leaving the remaining few for Qin Lin's own shop.

Their shops weren't far, so Qin Lin didn't collect any deposits, agreeing to collect payment upon delivery.

The reason he wanted to deliver them himself was naturally to maintain secrecy. Although his shop didn't have surveillance cameras, Market Street was covered in them.

If he inexplicably kept producing watermelons from his shop, it was fine this time, but if he did it often, people would get suspicious.

After all, if he didn't take any in daily but somehow produced a flood of watermelons, he might attract unwanted attention, which could lead to big trouble.

Therefore, he would have to find a hidden place outside in the future.

After Liu Dasheng and the other two left, Qin Lin glanced at the black dog still gnawing on a watermelon outside. He ignored it, pulled down the roller shutter from the outside, and then headed to the inner area of the Market Street parking lot. He walked towards a farming tricycle used for hauling goods, whose handlebars and guardrails were covered in rust, a vehicle no one would buy even for 2,000 yuan.

However, this vehicle could still haul about a ton of goods as long as it didn't get a flat tire.

Qin Lin drove the three-wheeled truck to the shop. He then moved all the watermelons from the shop onto the truck. After closing the shop's roller shutter door again, he got into the truck to deliver the melons to Liu Dasheng and the other two.

Liu Dasheng's shop was the closest to his. It was on Market Street, and they arrived after a short distance. The shop was called Dasheng Fruit Store.

Liu Dasheng was talking to a man holding a watermelon at the entrance. Seeing Qin Lin's three-wheeled truck stop, he pulled the man over and said, "Xiao Chen, come and see these melons that were just delivered. They're absolutely fresh and good quality. Pick one, and I'll cut it open for you to try."

"Okay, Brother Liu," Xiao Chen nodded and walked to the truck to pick one out.

Liu Dasheng also explained to Qin Lin, "Xiao Qin, this Xiao Chen is my upstairs neighbor and a regular customer. He loves watermelons and always buys several at a time. I'll settle up with him later."

"Alright," Qin Lin nodded.

Xiao Chen quickly picked out a melon from Qin Lin's truck and handed it to Liu Dasheng to weigh.

"Xiao Qin, this melon is 11 jin," Liu Dasheng said after weighing it. He then cut it open and handed a small piece to Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen, being an old acquaintance of Liu Dasheng, naturally took it and tasted it.

Soon, Xiao Chen exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Liu, this melon is very sweet and juicy. It's much better than the ones you sold before. What's the price?"

Liu Dasheng smiled and said, "Same price, 2 yuan per jin. How many do you want?"

"Brother Liu, I'll pick 4. Please send them to me when you have time," Xiao Chen said, selecting 4 more melons from Qin Lin's truck for Liu Dasheng to weigh.

Finally, all 4 melons weighed over 10 jin, totaling 47 jin.

Liu Dasheng said, "47 jin, 94 yuan. Xiao Chen, make a note of it, and I'll send them to you when I have time."

"No need for a note, I trust you, Brother Liu. I'll transfer the money via WeChat," Xiao Chen waved his hand and took out his phone to transfer the money to Liu Dasheng.

After Xiao Chen left, Liu Dasheng called out to Qin Lin, "Xiao Qin, it seems the melons your relative grows are really good. This Xiao Chen is usually quite picky about watermelons."

Qin Lin was naturally happy. He took a basket from Liu Dasheng's shop and started moving the melons.

Liu Dasheng had sold 4 watermelons, which meant he had helped Qin Lin earn over 70 yuan.

Adding the previous 5, Qin Lin packed 25 melons into the basket for Liu Dasheng to weigh. The total came to 287 jin. Together with the 47 jin Xiao Chen bought, it was 334 jin. At the wholesale price of 1.5 yuan per jin, it came to 501 yuan.

Liu Dasheng also promptly transferred the money to Qin Lin via WeChat.

Qin Lin then issued an invoice to Liu Dasheng. This was important for individual business owners for tax reporting.

"Brother Liu, let me know if you need anything else. I'm going to deliver melons to the other two," Qin Lin said with a smile. This single transaction had already earned him more profit than his fruit and vegetable store made in a whole day of hard work.

Next, Qin Lin delivered 30 melons to Chen Dahe and Ai Quni separately.

Chen Dahe's order totaled 360 jin, costing 540 yuan at the wholesale price. Ai Quni's order was 328 jin, costing 492 yuan at the wholesale price.

Adding Liu Dasheng's 501 yuan for 90 melons, he had earned a total of 1533 yuan.

When he returned to his own shop, Qin Lin was surprised to find the black dog still lying comfortably at his shop's entrance, showing no signs of diarrhea at all.

This shouldn't be happening.

As the sun completely set, Qin Lin's shop sold another 4 watermelons. Including the few sold earlier, his shop had also taken in 172 yuan.

Thus, the melons brought from the game had earned him a net profit of 1705 yuan.

Qin Lin couldn't help but clench his fists, wanting to cheer. Earning 1705 yuan a day like this would mean 51150 yuan a month, which was definitely a high income in a small place like Youcheng County.

As he thought about this, a prompt appeared in Qin Lin's mind from the game. It was time to weed, and he had to do it immediately, otherwise the watermelon seedlings might wither due to the weeds.

After weeding, Qin Lin checked the time. It was completely dark. He got up, packed some of the remaining vegetables he had brought back, and took them home. Then, he pulled down the roller shutter door and drove his three-wheeled truck back home from the parking lot.

Normally, he had to drive this small truck to get supplies every morning to replenish his shop's stock. However, tomorrow, he only planned to use the truck to transport watermelons.

With an income of 1700 yuan a day, there was no need to worry about the small profits from his fruit and vegetable store anymore. Even the hundreds of thousands of debt his family owed could be paid off soon.

Qin Lin rode his vehicle back to a rather old residential area. After selling their house, his family had rented a two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment in this cheaper neighborhood.

He walked into a building, went up to the third floor, and returned to the rented apartment. He saw his mother, Lin Fen, preparing dinner.

Although the apartment had two bedrooms, they were very narrow, being divided rooms. Coupled with the clutter of daily necessities, it made the place seem even smaller and dimmer.

With their family's situation and tens of thousands of yuan in external debt, there was no other way.

As Qin Lin entered, he said, "Mom, I told you to wait for me to cook dinner."

"My body can't do much work, but I'm not completely immobile. Come and eat quickly!" Lin Fen was frail and had a poor complexion, but there was still a hint of stubbornness in her voice.

Having worked her whole life, doing nothing made her feel worse.

"Sigh," Qin Lin helplessly put the vegetables he brought back into the refrigerator.

Lin Fen served a bowl of rice and handed it to Qin Lin, asking, "How was business at the shop today?"

"Mm, better than yesterday. It will be even better in the future," Qin Lin said with an inexplicable confidence, thinking about his day's experiences.

Hearing her son's usual reply, Lin Fen sighed, "Xiao Lin, your dad and I have failed you. Which of your peers doesn't have parents to help them with betrothal gifts and down payments for houses? We've left you with hundreds of thousands in debt."

"Mom, what are you talking about? You and Dad gave me life and raised me, and sent me to school. That's the greatest kindness," Qin Lin had never blamed his parents. After all, he was healthy and had been meticulously cared for by his parents since childhood. He was already better off than many others.

The more his son said this, the more useless Lin Fen felt, and she could only sigh again, "Xiao Lin, how are you and Moqing doing lately? Don't blame her parents. Moqing is a good girl, and her parents have done everything they could. They're not asking for a betrothal gift or a car, only a small apartment down payment, which our family can't afford. This is our own problem."

"You and Moqing can keep dating for now. When my health improves, I can look after the shop, and you can find a job. We'll work hard together, mother and son, to save for a down payment on a house. If you and Moqing don't end up together in the end, don't blame anyone!"

Qin Lin paused his eating when he heard this.

Moqing was indeed a very good person. They were in adjacent classes in high school for three full years. Except for passing each other on the way to and from school, they had never spoken a word. However, because they were admitted to the same university and bought adjacent seats on the same high-speed train, they officially met and slowly got together.

Fate is truly a wondrous thing.

He really had no right to resent Moqing's parents. In today's society, what parents would want their daughter to marry someone with no car, no house, and hundreds of thousands in debt?

If it were him, he wouldn't agree either.

Moreover, her parents weren't asking for a dowry and weren't mentioning a car. They only required a down payment for a small apartment big enough for the two of them. This was already more lenient than countless parents in the country.

If he still couldn't manage that, it would be his family's problem. Anything more would be ungrateful.

"Mom, don't worry. We'll have a house. Moqing is your daughter-in-law, she's not going anywhere." Qin Lin quickly finished the rice in his bowl and returned to his room. He opened a cabinet, inside which was a marriage certificate.

Groom: Qin Lin. Bride: Zhao Moqing.

When he told his Mom that Moqing was her daughter-in-law, he wasn't just saying it casually. The truth was, all of this was kept secret from both sets of parents.

When his girlfriend stole their household registration book and wanted to register their marriage, saying she'd chosen him for life, the warmth in his heart could have melted the entire Antarctic ice shelf.

He knew what immense courage Moqing had shown, and even more so, he knew he could never betray her in this life.

He also knew that registering their marriage with Moqing in that situation was unfair to her and a deception to the Zhao family. However, he was even more afraid of losing the most precious thing in his life.

As he was thinking, the game screen in Qin Lin's mind stirred. He immediately put the marriage certificate away carefully, re-locked the drawer, and then looked at the game screen in his mind.

The watermelons in those plots had already grown vines. The watermelons would be ripe by tomorrow morning. However, pests had appeared on the watermelon vines, and they had to be cleared, otherwise, it would affect the growth speed and production quantity of the watermelons.

With a thought, Qin Lin controlled his game character to take out a small net for clearing pests and eliminated the pests one by one.