Having finished speaking, the old lady with the bamboo basket full of goji berries headed into the hospital's inpatient department.
Seeing the old lady leave, Pian Ran heaved a sigh of relief.
Damn it, it seems to be settled.
If I'd known hospital folks were this loaded, I would've brought out a couple more baskets!
But no worries, it's not too late. I can always grab more once the basket is sold, worst case I'll just say they're on the truck, which is a bit far!
After all, customers are always only concerned about the quality of the goods; no one cares where they're brought from.
Ten minutes later, a middle-aged woman, younger than the old lady, came out of the hospital's main entrance.
She made her way straight to Pian Ran.
"Young man, I heard from Sister Wang that your goji berries are especially good. Give me some, will you?"
