Doted by My Seven Brothers

Chapter 313 Promoting Her Watermelons

Chapter 313 Promoting Her Watermelons

On a hot summer day, nothing tasted better than chilled watermelon.

More importantly, this watermelon was delicious.

When Edward and Tod took their first bite, they were so touched that they couldn't even bring themselves to lift their heads.

"Wow...This is too delicious; did your sister grow this watermelon?"

Oh, my goodness, what were they doing when they were six years old? They played with cats, teased dogs, jumped up and down, and had their parents chase them with sticks for several blocks.

Meanwhile, this little girl had already used her money to buy a farm and grew many tasty things.

With one gulp, it tasted so great.

Louis arched his eyebrows and laughed in a disorderly manner.

"I'm sure whatever my sister grows on her farm will taste great."

He was utterly smitten by his sister. People in his dormitory and class had to listen to him brag about his sister every day since Nancy was found and returned.

But this little sister was adorable and lovable.

"I'll take you all to her farm after the exam."

Edward's eyes lit up as he asked, "Are there watermelons?"

"That's necessary, isn't it, Nancy?" Louis said and clicked his tongue.

The little girl obediently agreed, "Yes, my brother is right."

One could say that she brought pride to his brother. by agreeing with what he said.

Before the college entrance exam was over, the farm started to get crowded in the afternoon.

Nancy's farm was still producing a lot of watermelons, which are popular not only with the people but also with their domesticated animals.

When no one was looking, the farm's cows and sheep would sneak off to the watermelon field and help themselves to a few for a tasty snack. Many bigger calves waited for Nancy to come around so they could act sassy and cute.

When she felt like it, her animals would have treats now and then.

Those who had heard about Nancy's farm at school couldn't wait until the afternoon to go there. Since the little girl was too young to understand the business negotiations, her family worried she would be scammed. Still, they couldn't stop what was happening and asked Ivan and Louis to go with her to the farm.

At the farm, she was immediately greeted by a calf, two dogs, and two horses.

She stroked their heads and told them, "I can't play with you today. We're selling watermelons."

These animals became enraged when they saw strangers enter the watermelon fields and began making loud noises to scare the people away from the fruit.

The adult calves, in particular, could be intimidating with their piercing stares and low, menacing moo.

The people staring at the huge watermelon in the field suddenly turned around to look at the animals.

"Oh, these cows are so well raised."

"These two horses are beautiful!"

"Hey... are those two dogs really won't bite? I think they want to bite us."

Those who were afraid of dogs stood back.

Nancy blinked and said, "No, they are all nice."

When she turned to look at the animals, she saw well-mannered, submissive little animals who whimpered and acted coyly for her.

Once she turned away, however, the fierceness in their eyes returned.

The crowd was stunned.

If she was unsure what it meant to be friendly, this was merely a demonstration of cordiality for her only.

Louis asked these people, "How many watermelons do you want?"

As a perk for their employees, a company wanted approximately fifty watermelons. However, those who worked in the catering industry wanted slightly more, and some wanted only a few of the melons.

He explained to the crowds, "As you have previously tasted this watermelon, the price will not be cheap. It costs 10 dollars per pound. It is up to you whether or not to buy it."

10 dollars.

This price was indeed a bit exorbitant, and those who wish to purchase a large quantity have suddenly become hesitant.

There was no such concern for wealthy families, not even for some of the most affluent families. They consumed a variety of fruits, many of which were extremely pricey. Considering the cost, the product needed to live up to their expectations.

Immediately, the wealthier families who had purchased a few watermelons went to the field to choose the one they liked best, with the staff on the farm assisted them.

This price puts some people off.

It didn't matter to Louis because the watermelons on her sister's farm would never rot on the ground.

After all, the watermelons grown on the farm and delivered to relatives a few days ago have already made a name for themselves among the community's wealthy residents. Every day, the family received several calls from potential buyers who wanted more information about watermelons; they were utterly unconcerned about the price.

In the end, only a purchasing manager who managed a posh private restaurant remained. At the same time, the rest of the buyers merely purchased one or two fruits for their consumption.

"Excuse me; I want to purchase 700 pounds."

On her farm, the watermelons were big and heavy, about 35 to 40 pounds each. 700 pounds were between 160 and 170 fruits.

They were weighed and then sold. The purchasing manager also took out his business card.

"I look forward to collaborating more in the future."

This purchasing manager was competent. The prices on the menu in their restaurant were pricey. Obviously, the chef's preparation and the ingredients were the highlights of the dish. Those wealthy people would spend money to eat high-quality, delicious food.

Today he sent his son to take the college entrance exam. While inadvertently sampling this watermelon, he had a random thought. This watermelon was a little pricey, but it was suitable to sell in their restaurant. Perhaps it will also attract a large number of customers.

Castor Liam, the purchasing manager, took the watermelon batch and left immediately after the transaction was completed.

When Louis returned to find Nancy after the business transaction was finalized, he noticed that she and Adam were carrying a watermelon.

"I only have one today, so don't be greedy."

The little girl placed the watermelon on the ground. She instructed a line of animals standing obediently in front of her before pulling a knife out of nowhere.

Louis had a shock.

He rushed over to put the knife away and smacked the children on their heads.

"Is this something you can play with?"

The two children rubbed their heads, with one of them staring at him defiantly and furiously. At the same time, the other one looked at him pityingly.

"I'm here!" Ivan announced himself.

He made a concerted effort to get out of the field while hugging a monstrous watermelon and ran. After that...

The watermelon he was holding at the time was not the only one that shattered when he slipped; he also smashed another one.

The juice from the fruit he had smashed on leaves a red stain on his face, neck, and shirt.

He sat up from the ground in a daze, staring blankly at his hands as he realized that the large watermelon he had carefully selected was no longer there.

Gone!

Louis did a facepalm and thought to himself that Ivan was an incredibly dimwitted person.

The cows and the horses standing next to him looked at the shattered watermelon, and their tails waggled with joy.

"Here, take this watermelon back," Nancy said.

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Having no watermelon left was a blow that Ivan couldn't accept. The cows quickly learned to appreciate their unexpected snack: two watermelons that had been smashed open.

The one ready to be cut was brought to Akio and the others so that they could eat it.

After being persuaded to play the game by Louis and Adam, Ivan felt slightly better. They publicly shamed the players who had been harassing Ivan and calling him names until they logged out.

Louis noticed that Ivan was gradually recovering from the watermelon trauma, enticing him to play a new game.

Finally, Ivan opened the door to another world. Apart from Throne King, it turned out that there were more Chicken-Dinner games in the market.

However, Ivan was a scrub gamer; no matter how much time he spent training and playing games, he was terrible and never improved his skills.

He had died twice in parachute jumps, three times from headshots at the start of the game, and once from a frying pan. In addition, he had thrown bombs at his team on two separate occasions, causing the entire team to be eliminated; however, he continued wanting to play.

Both Louis and Adam were on the verge of giving up on him.

C-Can't take him along!

Maybe they can try a Virtual Reality game next time.