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Happy Little Farmer

Chapter 35 - 35 35 Special Customer

Author: Eternal Forest
updatedAt: 2025-06-22

?35: Chapter 35 Special Customer 35: Chapter 35 Special Customer “Well, at least wait for me to finish this cup of tea,” Yang Fan said to Fu Xuebing, shaking the tea cup in his hand.

    “I just sat down in your house and started organizing the medicine for you.

    I haven’t drank more than two sips of water, and you’re already rushing me to leave?

    Your hospitality seems a bit hasty!”

    “Take your time, there’s still tea,” Fu Xuebing said with a wave of his hand and a smile.

    “Keep drinking, I’ll just make a quick call over there.”

    Yang Fan watched as Fu Xuebing held up his cellphone and swayed toward the doorway of the eastern room, then sat down on that dilapidated sofa before he moved back into the room.

    It seemed that Fu Xuebing also didn’t want Yang Fan and Li Jia to hear the phone conversation.

    Yang Fan wasn’t really after the tea, it was cold anyway, not worth drinking.

    He mainly wanted to find a chance to explain things to Li Jia.

    He had already undressed halfway and touched what needed to be touched, but he still hadn’t given her the borrowed money.

    Yang Fan worried that if Fu Xuebing discovered anything, there would certainly be nothing for Li Jia, so he planned to give it to her secretly.

    Putting down the prop teacup in his hand, Yang Fan glanced outside the window and whispered to Li Jia, “Sister-in-law, bring the medicine over in the evening, then I’ll give you the money.

    Make sure you’re ready and hurry to get treated.”

    Li Jia, looking quite apprehensive, nodded lightly.

    “And...

    the other matter?”

    “It seems like there’s no chance today; I’m worried Old Fu noticed something,” Yang Fan said.

    Li Jia nodded and tentatively proposed, “Then leave me your phone number.

    If Old Fu isn’t home one evening, you can come over.

    I mean what I said, and I won’t go back on my word.

    If it didn’t happen today, can we add another chance?”

    Only then did Yang Fan realize that Li Jia meant the interest was just for once, not ongoing.

    But then again, borrowing three thousand yuan for just one time was already high interest; maintaining it continuously was unthinkable.

    He felt like teasing her, expressing his intentions, but then thought better of it.

    If he wasn’t capable, no amount of words would likely keep Li Jia in such a relationship with him.

    If he was capable, there was no need for words; Li Jia would throw herself at him.

    Yang Fan accepted Li Jia’s proposal, gave her his phone number, and stealthily pinched Li Jia’s firm and intact area twice, leaving while her face was blushing and she hurried out of the room.

    He dared not stay longer, as Old Fu, on the verge of sprouting an entire meadow on his head, was still discussing big business outside.

    If he discovered anything, that would be disastrous.

    “Let’s go, Boss Fu!”

    Yang Fan called out as he walked toward the door to meet Fu Xuebing, who was still holding his phone and talking up a storm, and headed outside.

    After retrieving his used tricycle, Yang Fan dropped Fu Xuebing off in town and started a new day roaming the streets.

    Today, he planned to take the opportunity to explore some new areas.

    To the north of Xin’an Town was less frequented by him; it was rather unfamiliar territory.

    He turned on the only new device in the car, a handheld bullhorn, and let it cycle through calling for the goods he wanted to collect.

    Yang Fan sped into today’s first village, Zhangli Village.

    Almost everyone in this village took the surname Zhang or Li.

    These two families were already prominent clans, and in this place, they were completely dominant households, far more affluent than the Shen family in Shicheng Village.

    Not to mention, several influential figures in town were from Zhangli Village.

    Yang Fan increased his driving speed and chose back roads to dive into the village, starting to go from house to house.

    “Buying mountain products, medicinal materials, paying good prices!”

    “Buy mountain goods and medicinal herbs; as long as you give a price, I’ll buy!”

    This was recorded by Yang Fan’s sister-in-law to help him out—her voice, gentle and crisp, worked far better than his own rough shouting.

    After making rounds in most of the village, Yang Fan’s second-hand tricycle was nearly overflowing, and his wallet visibly thinner; he had completed today’s tasks much faster than he had anticipated.

    Sure enough, unfamiliar territories often yielded more goods; his efficiency was nearly double his usual.

    “Hey, the one buying mountain goods, wait a moment.”

    Yang Fan stopped by the roadside, organizing the goods in his vehicle, preparing to pack up and leave soon when suddenly a woman approached from the side of the road.

    She was panting heavily, her voluptuous figure swaying enticingly with each step.

    “Big sister, what do you have to sell?” Yang Fan asked cheerily.

    After roaming the streets for a long time, his brilliant smile had almost become a permanent fixture.

    A good-looking smile and pleasant words often softened even the pickiest of people.

    The woman seemed to be around Li Jia’s age, but perhaps due to a generally leisurely lifestyle, she had a rosy complexion and delicate skin.

    She moved forward and leaned on Yang Fan’s vehicle, gasping for air and then complained, “You were driving too fast; I was yelling my lungs out behind you, and you didn’t even turn your head.

    Your goods are rather snobbish, making me chase you for a whole li.”

    Yang Fan was taken aback and quickly explained with a smile, “Sister, I really didn’t hear you, probably because of the loud speaker on the vehicle.

    How can us street vendors afford to be haughty?

    We have to lick our faces and say nice things to buy goods!”

    “Do you buy tobacco and alcohol?” the woman asked after catching her breath, patting her trembling chest.

    Her chest was indeed large, sagging slightly from its size.

    “I actually don’t deal with those; I’m not familiar with that business,” Yang Fan said, shaking his head.

    He had heard that trading these items could be quite profitable, but he never dared to touch things he didn’t understand, afraid of getting himself into trouble.

    Those who bought cigarettes and liquor usually offered high prices, and a slight loss could cost thousands.

    “Don’t worry, the goods are all genuine, and the sources are clear, just about the right price and you can take them,” the woman said.

    “Come on, follow me first and see.

    There are also some other things at home.”

    “Sister, if it’s mountain goods or medicinal herbs, I’ll take a look, but I really don’t understand the rest,” Yang Fan said.

    “I have those too, let’s go,” the woman said as she hopped onto Yang Fan’s vehicle.

    “All that running almost killed me; I really need more exercise!”

    Seeing her eagerness, Yang Fan chuckled lightly and decided to go take a look.

    Given the woman’s full figure and the small size of his vehicle’s seat, the two of them squeezed together, inevitably hip to hip, the plush sensation giving Yang Fan a secretly pleasant thrill.

    A plump woman, just like a slender and enchanting one, has a fatal attraction to men.

    However, it seemed like most men, except for those who dislike the overweight, tend to like all other types.

    Anyway, Yang Fan was among the majority who did.

    Following the woman’s directions, Yang Fan drove to a two-story small villa with a courtyard in front.

    He had noticed this house earlier, but since it seemed rather luxurious, he hadn’t approached it.

    These kinds of rural villas were usually owned by wealthy people for occasional retreats, so Yang Fan had initially assumed he wouldn’t find customers here.

    Unexpectedly, the very place he had deliberately circled around ended up having goods.

    “Come inside, have some tea first, and I’ll dig out some stuff.

    It’s a mess, a whole lot of it, and it’ll take some time to find!” the woman said robustly to Yang Fan after getting off the vehicle.

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