Gourd Farm Chapter 27
Translated by Etherna (ko-fi)
Chapter 27: Exposed
The supermarket owner's wife was a VIP customer at this beauty salon, and as soon as she arrived at the entrance, she was warmly greeted by the staff.
Lying on the beauty bed, the wife enjoyed the pampering while a young girl diligently provided facial treatment.
"Boss's wife, you should come for more hydrating treatments during this period. Look at your forehead, it's too dry, and it's easy to develop forehead wrinkles."
"Well, it might be because I've been busy ordering and stocking inventory during the night recently."
"Boss's wife, your supermarket must make a lot of money in a year, right?"
"It's not as profitable as you imagine. It's all about enduring the long hours. We make around a hundred thousand yuan a year." She sounded somewhat proud.
"What? That's not considered making money! With that much, you can earn what we make in several years of work."
The young girl listened to the supermarket owner's wife saying she made so much money in a year, and her face was filled with envy. She had been working for over a year and only earned three thousand yuan per month.
"Don't be in a rush. Look at my age compared to yours. Being young is a valuable asset."
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"Boss's wife, I'm curious about something."
"Yes, go ahead."
"Why is it that other supermarkets sell their fruit at such high prices without discounts, but your supermarket offers a buy-one-get-one-free deal at a 50% discount?"
"What? You must be mistaken."
Although the supermarket owner's wife was surprised, she couldn't believe it.
"How is that possible? I just bought some from your supermarket with my colleagues before I came to work today."
The young girl brought over the fruit she had bought from the supermarket. She loved eating fruits like these.
The supermarket owner's wife turned her head and took a look. It was indeed the fruit package from her own supermarket, the one she personally selected. She could recognize it at a glance, and it couldn't be a mistake.
"Young girl, how much did you pay for this package?"
The supermarket owner's wife's face started to change, and if it weren't for the face mask covering her expression, the young girl probably wouldn't dare to tell the truth.
"Oh, this was only fifteen yuan in total."
"What?"
The supermarket owner's wife sat up abruptly from the beauty bed, her chest heaving.
The young girl noticed that something was wrong and thought it was her fault for causing discomfort to the supermarket owner's wife's face. She quickly apologized.
"I'm sorry, Boss's wife. Let me redo the treatment for you."
This was the store's VIP customer, and if she didn't provide good service, she could say goodbye to her bonus for the month.
"It's not your fault. Are you certain that this fruit package was purchased today?"
The young girl felt relieved when she realized it wasn't about her service.
"Yes, I'm a hundred percent sure."
"Alright, let's continue then."
The supermarket owner was humming a tune in the kitchen, busy cooking his signature oyster sauce lettuce dish. The small pot sizzled and clanged, and within moments, a plate of vibrant green oyster sauce lettuce was ready. He admired his creation for a moment.
"Creak."
The door to the house was pushed open, and the supermarket owner's wife entered with a grim expression on her face.
Lost in his admiration for his dish, the supermarket owner didn't notice his wife's expression.
"Wife, wash your hands. Dinner is ready."
He eagerly announced as his wife returned, unaware of her displeasure.
The supermarket owner's wife remained silent, walked straight to the table, and took a seat on a chair.
"Why the long face? Did you receive poor service at the beauty salon?"
"Sit here next to me."
In the span of five minutes since her arrival, she had uttered only these few words.
"Let me pack the food first. We can eat and talk at the same time. We've both had a tiring day."
"I told you to sit here properly."
The supermarket owner's wife's expression became even more unpleasant, as if she could erupt like a volcano at any moment.
"Alright, alright, can't I just listen to you? Why are you in such a hurry?"
"Tell me honestly, did we make any money today?"
The supermarket owner's wife struggled to control her temper as she spoke each word.
Even if the supermarket owner was a fool, he could tell that something was amiss. However, the hole had already been patched up, so he had nothing to worry about.
"All the fruits were sold. Why would I bother if we didn't make money?"
He took out the receipt from his phone, showing a transaction of 5,000 yuan in small change.
His wife took a look and then set it aside.
"How much did you sell the fruit for per kilogram today?"
As soon as the supermarket owner's wife finished speaking, the supermarket owner's heart sank. But once he started down a path, he couldn't turn back. The cunning owner pretended to remain calm.
"There were more customers today, and the neighboring store was selling too, so I organized a small promotion."
The supermarket owner had the money ready now and hoped to get away with it.
"A small promotion? How small?"
"We just offered a discount, it didn't affect the profit."
"Are you still trying to fool me? Do you think I'm as stupid as the idiot next door?"
The sound of plates crashing echoed through the room as a hot plate of oyster sauce lettuce and the other two dishes were all thrown to the ground.
Realizing that the situation had reached this point, the supermarket owner decided to give up the act.
The supermarket owner shouted at the top of his lungs, "Stop criticizing others all the time and take a look at what you've been doing!"
His voice had become shrill.
"You dare to shout at me? How did you grow so bold over the years?"
Enraged, the owner's wife jumped up and attacked him with her claws, leaving scratches all over his face.
"For so many years, I've been giving you face, and you don't even know your place."
The supermarket owner, already upset about the financial loss, couldn't stand being controlled by his wife. After being scratched, he retaliated with a slap.
"You dare to hit me?"
Covering her swollen face, his wife's eyes glared like glass marbles.
"I'm going to hit you today. Look at how arrogant and domineering you usually are. I'll teach you a lesson you'll never forget."
"I asked you to hit me."
The supermarket owner's wife was not to be messed with. She turned around and started grabbing things to throw at her husband, anything she could get her hands on.
The husband realized that things couldn't continue like this. While the smaller items were manageable, the larger ones posed a serious threat. He decided to escape and ran into a room, refusing to come out.
"You pathetic loser! You can do anything but hurt your own wife."
"If it weren't for my father, you wouldn't have lived so comfortably all these years, you ungrateful beast."
"There's no way to continue like this. We're getting a divorce."
The wife's voice grew hoarse from continuous cursing, but the supermarket owner remained inside the room, refusing to come out.
In the heat of the moment, the husband had slapped his wife out of anger, but they had actually been living a decent life all these years. Although there were moments of frustration, they had grown accustomed to it over time.
Meanwhile, Yang Feng had finished packing up his stall and returned home. Despite a busy day with little reward, he had made progress by establishing a connection with a chain hotel. This allowed him to reposition himself for future development.
Although setting up a stall had its advantages, such as higher prices, it was an unstable business with fluctuating profits. If he could supply directly to restaurants and supermarkets in the future, he would have a stable income and the potential to earn a significant amount of money. With the gourd in his hands, he wouldn't have to worry about meeting demand.