Making Money Just By Breathing

Woah!

500 Yuan!

Oh my god, who do you think you are, being so stingy?!

Have you never heard the saying of don’t bully the poor young man?!

Sooner or later, I’ll be richer than you!

But no matter how angry he was, it was of no use. Wang Yan had just turned 18 and couldn’t provide information like employment, so the credit he could get was all taking advantage of the early promotion.

….

Right now, he is missing exactly 6,500, not too much, not too little, but Wang Yan was at a loss.

What to do?

Playing with his phone, Wang Yan suddenly had a flash of inspiration when he saw the Taobao icon.

iPhone 6!

Mr.6, I’ll buy you again in a few days, for now, you need to be refunded first!

Wang Yan logged in happily, about to initiate the refund manually, when he suddenly saw the “Huabei payment” label, and his mind went blank.

Damn, I forgot!

When using Huabei for shopping, refunds go directly back to the bill, restoring the credit limit, without forming available cash.

Taobao’s anti-cash-out mechanism is very difficult to bypass and unsafe.

So that’s not an option.

Ah! He’s just 6,500 short, how can he figure this out?

Borrow a bit from each friend?

Not feasible, they’re all broke, and after deducting the gifts, there’s not much left…

Hmm, wait a minute!

Don’t I have several gifts to give within the week?!

Instead of finding a new source of income, I remembered a potential financial loss, which made Wang Yan feel both amused and frustrated.

Wang Yan’s graduation banquet is scheduled for next month, and all the money will be recovered by then, but that’s too far away…

Panicked, spinning in circles, he suddenly remembered his conversation with Brother Xizi yesterday and had an idea.

What if he tried to sell fruit? Like watermelons?

If he does it well, he can earn 1,000 Yuan a day, and in 7 days, it’ll be enough!

Normal sales won’t make that much, but Wang Yan has just acquired a new treasure — the Gourmet Perception!

He could go straight to the melon field, pick out the best watermelons, then go to the entrance of five-star hotels or high-end villa areas to boast and sell them as special fruits. Will it work?

Wang Yan wasn’t sure, but he thought it was worth a try.

Gujiu is a city filled with nouveau riche, where consumption concepts are extremely peculiar.

On one hand, there are large numbers of middle- and low-income earners struggling to make ends meet while still indulging in comparisons.

On the other hand, there are nouveau riche everywhere, shouting and spending money like water, supporting a plethora of luxury brands and high-end consumption places.

As long as the bullhorn is loud enough, anything can be sold in Gujiu.

Quality comes second.

Of course, Wang Yan doesn’t have that much ability to blow a loud bullhorn, so quality becomes even more crucial.

If the product is really good, he can at least blow it a little louder and make a profit of several thousand yuan.

Thinking about this, Wang Yan found it both amusing and ridiculous.

Damn it, as a newly minted rich man, he should be lying among beautiful women, enjoying life to the fullest. But now, he has to brave the scorching sun and set up a stall?

Damn it…

Forget it, no more complaints. Isn’t it just setting up a stall and enduring some hardship?

Bring it on!

Without even eating breakfast, Wang Yan put on his clothes and headed out.

The premise for the smooth implementation of the plan is that the system skills must be really powerful.

One try will tell.

At the entrance of Xiawu Village, there are usually at least two melon stalls set up every summer.

Heading straight over, the stall owner in front hastily greeted, “Boy, want to buy some melons?”

“Boss, are your melons guaranteed to be ripe?”

The stall owner nodded vigorously, “Guaranteed! If it’s not ripe, it’s free!”

“How much are they?”

“Cheap, 1.8 yuan per pound!”

Damn, what kind of prices are these in Gujiu?!

Over 20 Yuan for one melon, this price is probably the same in the capital, right?!

Alright, high prices are a good thing, it just happens to facilitate Wang Yan’s next plan.

Too lazy to bargain, Wang Yan squatted down and scanned the pile of melons, picking out the ones with smaller sizes.

Intuition told him, it’s you!

Picking it up and holding it to his ear, he tapped it with his middle finger. The watermelon emitted a sound that was indistinctly crisp or dull.

Uh, can’t understand…

But the point is not whether he can understand it or not. The point is — if you don’t tap it twice, the chosen melon won’t have a soul!

System skills are system skills, anyway, the process cannot be omitted.

The stall owner watched Wang Yan’s unfamiliar movements and childish selection process, warmly advising, “Boy, let me pick a big one for you. Yours might not be sweet!”

“If I take this to the supermarket to sell, I could sell it for four times the price!”

The stall owner laughed heartily, thinking Wang Yan was just joking.

Who’s joking with you?

Among the dozens of melons, the best one in terms of quality is the melon king!

Back at home, without waiting for it to be chilled, Wang Yan eagerly cut open the melon.

The flesh was warm, but the taste was crisp and sweet, with a solid three stars. It wasn’t any worse than yesterday’s black honeydew.

The system skill is really amazing!

Wang Yan slapped his thigh in excitement, feeling like he was about to explode with joy.

There’s a theoretical possibility of success in setting up the stall.

Next, he needs to proceed cautiously, sorting out all the details, making them solid, turning the possibility into victory!