Chapter 6 Expanding Sales Channels! Who Cares About the Beauty of the Night View?

Chapter 6: Expanding Sales Channels! Who Cares About the Night View?

The idea of mass-producing quality level 2 watermelons and selling them at the price of imported specialty watermelons was good in theory. But at present, there were only a few quality 2 watermelons, and one had already been eaten.

So, it was better to focus on the current business first—at least to pay off the family’s debts, make the down payment on a house so his mother could live more comfortably, and then bring Mo Qing home to live together openly and honestly.

With this in mind, Qin Lin walked behind Zhao Mo Qing and wrapped his arms around her waist, his hands growing restless. “Mo Qing, how about we don’t go back tonight?”

Zhao Mo Qing was not naive and responded coquettishly, “If I don’t return home tonight, my mother will definitely know we’re together. Then she’ll start nagging again.”

Qin Lin sighed, “Then what should we do? It’s been so hard keeping this bottled up all this time.”

“Hmph!” Zhao Mo Qing grabbed his restless hands and teased, “Wait, I’ll call home and say it’s a work gathering and I’ll be late getting back.”

“Good idea. I’ll book a room.” Qin Lin expertly took out his phone and reserved a large bed with a bathtub at Dongcheng Grand Hotel.

No booking for small bathtubs or small beds.

Even though they were officially married, it still felt like a clandestine affair—was it easy?

After booking the room, Qin Lin checked his wallet and found he still had two small umbrellas left—enough for now.

“Mom, don’t worry, I’m not with him. I know not to let him take advantage of me!” Zhao Mo Qing reassured her mother over the phone before hanging up and linking her arm with Qin Lin’s. “See, my mom is as guarded against you as against a thief... Maybe we should just tell our families? I want to live with you every day.”

“Give me some time,” Qin Lin quickly stopped her impulsive idea.

If they came clean, neither family would feel good about it.

His mother would feel both happy and guilty; Zhao Mo Qing’s parents would be upset and regretful. Even if they reluctantly accepted it in the end, the relationship between the two families would become strained, with lingering resentment in their hearts.

Currently, the average price of housing in Youcheng County was 12,000 yuan per square meter. A 100-square-meter apartment, including all procedures and taxes, cost about 1.3 million yuan, with a down payment of around 400,000 yuan. Adding renovation costs, they would need over 600,000 yuan.

In the past, Qin Lin wouldn’t have dared to dream of this, but now, if he expanded his business and could guarantee selling all the watermelons from the 24 plots daily, he could earn that amount in just two months.

If his character level improved, allowing him to cultivate more plots, that time would be even shorter.

Then he could openly bring Mo Qing home and even surprise her. He could explain everything to her parents, and both families could joyfully settle matters. Wouldn’t that be better?

“Alright, I’ll listen to you. Let’s go,” Zhao Mo Qing nodded with a bright smile.

She never doubted Qin Lin. She had chosen this man, and even if the only path was to come clean in the end, she was willing to take that road.

Dongcheng Hotel was the largest in Youcheng County, located beside the riverside park with beautiful night views.

But when a man and a woman come to a hotel to check in, who really cares about the night view?

After registering at the front desk and receiving their room card, Qin Lin held Zhao Mo Qing’s hand and took the elevator upstairs. As soon as they entered the room and the door was locked, he eagerly began to lower Mo Qing’s defenses and led her straight to the large bathtub.

…

After feeling fully satisfied, Qin Lin held Zhao Mo Qing’s hand and left the hotel. They went to a night market stall to grab a bite before he sent her home.

After saying goodbye to Zhao Mo Qing, Qin Lin returned home and glanced at the game screen in his mind.

While he was busy with Mo Qing at the hotel, he had received alerts in the game about weeds and insects, but he had no time to deal with them then.

The next morning, the 24 plots of watermelons had ripened again.

Qin Lin controlled his game character to harvest, placed the fruits in the storage room, removed withered watermelon vines, and planted seeds again so another batch would mature by evening.

Inside the storage room, along with the batch that ripened the previous evening, there were now two batches of watermelons piled up like a small mountain.

Seedless watermelons: 836 (quality level 1)

Seedless watermelons: 7 (quality level 2)

A total of 843 watermelons, with seven quality 2 watermelons separated out.

Logging out of the game, Qin Lin casually ate some porridge before heading to the warehouse. After some time, he moved all 843 watermelons from the game into the real world, then recorded a video and posted it to the WeChat group.

Soon, Liu Dasheng and other vendors appeared in the chat. They were all previous wholesale customers, but no new orders came in.

Most of these vendors sold vegetables, seafood, and such, so their sales potential was limited.

Counting the orders, many had placed large quantities today, totaling 411 watermelons.

Qin Lin quickly loaded the watermelons onto his vehicle, spent three hours delivering them in batches to each vendor. In total, he delivered 4,521 jin (about 2,260 kg), earning 6,781 yuan.

However, 422 watermelons remained in the warehouse, and another batch was expected in the afternoon—more than 400 more. He had to find new sales channels.

He also had a target: the RT-Mart supermarket in the Eastern Commercial Plaza.

Eastern Commercial Plaza was the bustling center of Youcheng County, with the largest parking lot and a commercial building full of shops—bars, KTV, cinemas—everything for dining and entertainment.

RT-Mart occupied the best spot on the first floor. It was spacious, well-organized with distinct sections, and had the highest foot traffic in the county.

Even the combined sales of Liu Dasheng and other fruit and vegetable shops couldn’t match the volume of RT-Mart’s fruit and vegetable section.

Qin Lin grabbed two watermelons, hopped on his small electric scooter, and headed to RT-Mart.

Now, his goal was to get his watermelons into RT-Mart.

He had learned that besides the official bidding channels, RT-Mart sometimes wholesale-purchased goods offered at ‘discounted’ prices.

Naturally, there was a trick to this.

Arriving at RT-Mart’s office, Qin Lin slipped a pack of cigarettes to the security guard and inquired about the purchasing manager’s office.

The security guard accepted the cigarettes and enthusiastically helped Qin Lin carry a watermelon to Manager Chen’s office.

The security was used to people coming to the purchasing department with one purpose. Manager Chen had instructed them to send such visitors directly to his office.

Manager Chen was a portly, oily man. Upon learning Qin Lin’s purpose, he carefully examined the two watermelons Qin Lin brought. “The shape is good. These are good melons.”

“Manager Chen, do you think these watermelons can be sold in the supermarket?” Qin Lin asked.

Chen immediately put on a troubled look. “Xiao Qin, you know there are many fruit and vegetable suppliers knocking on my door every day. I already have partners. Business requires integrity.”

“...” Qin Lin knew the performance was starting. If Chen was really honest, he wouldn’t be saying so much. He quickly said, “Manager Chen, the supermarket needs to make a profit, right? The wholesale price outside is 1.5 yuan per jin. I can offer you 1.3 yuan per jin.”

Chen still looked troubled. “Xiao Qin, you know my position here is difficult.”

Qin Lin understood perfectly and smiled. “Manager Chen, I can give an even better price—1.2 yuan per jin. You have to let me make some profit, right?”

He knew this was the only concession he could make because it was a cost-free business for him.

Chen smiled. “Xiao Qin, since you’re so sincere, we’ll take your watermelons. But your official invoice price will be 1.4 yuan per jin.”

“Don’t worry, Manager Chen, I understand,” Qin Lin smiled on the surface but was full of silent complaints.

He knew this routine well. The invoice price was 1.4 yuan per jin, just 0.1 yuan cheaper than normal wholesale, enough to satisfy the supermarket. The extra 0.2 yuan per jin would go straight into Chen’s pocket.

Two-tenths of a yuan per jin might seem small, but if they sold 5,000 jin a day, that’d be 1,000 yuan daily, or 30,000 yuan a month.

And this was just for watermelons. Considering the many varieties of fruits and vegetables in the supermarket, how much extra could Manager Chen be pocketing each month?

Truly outrageous…

(End of Chapter)