Market

Besides all that, Su Yan was also playing Legend, the most popular online game in the country at the time.

He felt he had a bellyful of dreams he wanted to achieve, but besides ideas and skills, he also needed capital. That was the most troublesome part. Even reincarnation did not make getting rich easy. After all, he could not remember the winning lottery numbers...

War God: You want to do business? Your family has nothing but a yard full of fruits, vegetables, flowers, plants, chickens, ducks, fish, and geese?

Rock: Yeah.

War God: Is the area big? Is the output high?

Rock: High, and the quality is good.

War God: GG. Go sell vegetables already.

Market

Su Yan smiled. Although the ripe fruits and vegetables in the space were already premium goods, they would die eventually. If he did not harvest them soon, they would go to waste. Selling them wholesale would have been best, but that came with all sorts of hassles. For wholesale goods, buyers generally came to inspect the stock themselves, checking its appearance and tasting it. How was he supposed to let them see? The space could not be exposed.

Thoughts were one thing, but Su Yan acted decisively. On the Saturday of the first week of school, he headed to the agricultural wholesale market at five in the morning. He quietly watched the sellers and buyers negotiate. The hardworking vegetable vendors had arrived in the dead of night to buy and unload goods, while porters had been waiting nearby since early morning. The entire wholesale market was damp and gloomy, filled with strange odors, noisy and incredibly busy. Cart after cart of fresh vegetables was hauled away amid endless booming shouts. Only Su Yan, quiet and clean, seemed utterly out of place, though no one paid him any attention. After observing for half the day, Su Yan rushed to the nearest market at six thirty. Back then, the city management officers were not yet so brutal, and market regulations were nowhere near as strict as they would become a few years later, when every inch of ground was worth its weight in gold and even selling vegetables became stressful.

At this hour, the market had proper vegetable stalls, as well as plenty of improper vendors setting up along the road and exploiting loopholes.

Following the example of those loophole-exploiting vendors, Su Yan carried two large baskets of fresh vegetables to seize a spot in a corner. He pulled out a small stool, sat down, and began selling vegetables.

It was only seven, and there were not many people buying vegetables yet. Most of those coming and going were customers with large demands.

By eight, the market had grown even livelier. It was Saturday, and quite a few couples came out together for breakfast and to buy vegetables.

Su Yan had snagged a poor spot. After waiting for ages, no one showed any interest. The middle-aged women and elderly men in the same row were all experienced, shouting at the top of their lungs to draw in customers. Many customers liked buying from small vendors, always feeling their vegetables were fresher than those at the stalls. That might have made sense near the suburbs, but in the city, it was nonsense. Small vendors bought their vegetables wholesale too. How could they possibly be homegrown, as people imagined? Where would they grow them? Where was there land for that?

Only a very few came all the way from the countryside to sell vegetables, but such people were particularly rare. Fixed customers had long since claimed them, and their business was indeed good. In his previous life, Su Yan had known a fish vendor at the market near his residential compound. That vendor came from the countryside around C City and raised fish in the local Swallow Lake. Swallow Lake was a famous natural freshwater lake in C City, and the fish produced there were a local specialty. Unfortunately, the area had not yet been developed, and transportation was inconvenient. It would be developed a few years later, with resorts built there. It would become a famous fish-eating destination, with countless wealthy people driving there for fish.

Watching the other vendors call out enthusiastically, Su Yan's face reddened slightly. Several times, he wanted to open his mouth and imitate them, but embarrassment kept him from making a sound. Su Yan was frustrated. Being a street vendor really was a skill. No wonder people said not everyone could do business.

"Heh heh heh heh, Yan Yan, why aren't you shouting? If you don't shout, who'll notice you tucked away in that corner? Who'll buy your vegetables?"

Su Yan opened his mouth. "Selling..."

"Heh heh, selling what?"

Su Yan raised his voice. "Vegetables..."

"Heh heh heh heh, you're killing me. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were a shy little girl."

Su Yan snorted. Suddenly, his breath flowed freely, and he opened his mouth and shouted, "Fresh eggplants, peppers, cucumbers, and tomatoes! Come take a look! Fresh vegetables just picked from the fields! If they don't taste good, you don't pay! Buy a pound and get half a pound free!"

Su Yan was young, and his voice was loud and clear. The moment he shouted, he became especially conspicuous, immediately drawing many gazes. Their hearts skipped a beat when they looked over. Oh my, such a handsome little vegetable vendor? Then they looked at the vegetables spread before him. They were still glistening with dew, plump and smooth, brightly colored, and truly quite eye-catching.

Gradually, people came over in twos and threes to ask about the prices and inspect the quality and appearance of the vegetables.

Besides their beautiful color, Su Yan's vegetables had another characteristic: they were generally larger than usual and especially plump. These vegetables all contained a small amount of spiritual energy, though ordinary people could not see it. When Su Yan took off his glasses, he could see the faint glow around them.

Su Yan had not planned to make money on his first day. Making a first sale was a good omen. As long as someone bought from him, he was not worried about repeat customers. Once they took the vegetables home and tried them, they would definitely find them delicious!

With sales and giveaways combined, he spent the entire morning selling the two baskets of vegetables without clearing them out. Su Yan's back and waist ached terribly, so he simply carried the remaining vegetables home.

On the street outside his residential compound, Su Yan ran into Aunt Xu, who swept the streets. She was a pitiable woman whose hunched body made her look like an old lady. Her husband had abandoned her years ago, and her daughter had gone out to work five years ago without sending any news since. Her life was unfortunate, but she was a kind and honest woman. Su Yan paused, then handed her the extra vegetables. "Aunt Xu, take these home and eat them."