Chapter 11 A Handy Gift

"How much is a pound?" The young woman looked around warily and lowered her voice.

  "Three yuan a pound, plus another pound of food stamps." Shen Zhihuan revealed the price he had already thought of.

  These days, all kinds of bills are needed to make things work.

  "You still want food stamps? Most department stores don't want food stamps." The young woman frowned.

  "How can those ridiculous lychees in department stores compare with mine? My lychees have just been shipped here. If you don't believe me, look at the handles. They are all new." Shen Zhihuan said quickly.

  "Nayanba's lychees are not nutritious, not to mention taste bad. You can keep them for a day at most when you buy them. My fresh lychees are different. Not only do they taste good, they also last a long time. You can put them in the refrigerator and they won't go bad for a week." "Yes."

  The young woman glanced down at the lychees that were warmed by her pinching, and nodded, "How many do you have?"

  "I guess there are about ten kilograms, and some apples, peaches and cherries." Shen Zhihuan turned to glance. He glanced at the backpack behind him.

  As soon as she opened her eyes in the morning, Shen Zhihuan went into the resort and got busy. She picked a lot of miscellaneous fruits. Fortunately, the freezers could be used, so she was not afraid of the fruits getting spoiled.

  "Are there any cherries now?" Surprise flashed in the young woman's eyes.

  Her brother-in-law, who has a tricky taste, likes this one. Whenever cherries are in season, the cherries at home never break.

  "How about we find a place where no one is around to talk?" Shen Zhihuan smiled stiffly.

  For each type of fruit, the basket behind her that was covered with clothes weighed several kilograms...

  One kind or two kinds were not noticeable, but there were too many kinds, and her shoulders carrying a handful of bones were a little too much.

  "My family lives in the community behind. Why don't you come to my house?" the young woman said, pointing to a building not far away.     "Okay!"

  The young woman led the way. Shen Zhihuan, who was almost out of breath due to the hemp rope on his backpack, quietly threw a few bags of fruit back to the resort.

  It wasn't until she went upstairs and the woman took out the keys from her small satchel that Shen Zhihuan put the bags of fruit back into the basket.

  As soon as the two entered the house, the young woman closed the door behind her back.

  Shen Zhihuan placed the backpack on the ground and opened the clothes covering it. The red and round cherries were exposed. The lychees, apples and peaches next to them were also red and bright.

  "Is this a cherry?" The young woman picked up a cherry and asked with some uncertainty.

  "Yes!" Shen Zhihuan nodded, "This is a new variety of large cherries, also called cherries. You can try it. The taste is definitely better than the ordinary old varieties of cherries." The

  young woman looked a bit like cherries in her hands, but The cherry, which is larger than a cherry and has a much darker peel, is brought to your mouth and you take a bite. The sweet and sour juice with a rich fragrance instantly fills your lips and teeth.

  Cherry pulp is soft and tastes sour, while cherry pulp is firm, sweet with a hint of sourness, and has a refreshing fragrance in the mouth.

  "This cherry... no, how much does this cherry cost per pound?" The young woman stuffed the remaining cherries into her mouth and said with bright eyes.

  "Four yuan, plus a pound of food stamps." Shen Zhihuan had already thought of this answer on the way.

  "Okay, I'll take both." The young woman readily agreed.

  The position of director of the hospital's purchasing department has always been vacant. She had long wanted to find an opportunity to visit the director's home, but she had been struggling with the lack of suitable excuses and gifts...