After parting ways with Old Zhou, Yang Fan didn't follow his advice to find a place to rest, but instead rode his bike out of town again.
It was still early morning, what was he resting for?
The news that Codonopsis prices had skyrocketed was already spreading.
Yang Fan rode through two villages and by midday, his tricycle was loaded up again.
Though the news of rising prices was spreading, it hardly impacted Yang Fan. The rising prices were those offered by the market, not by Old Zhou; these were two different matters.
The news spread, and Yang Fan only made one or two yuan less.
That price, however, was still worth him working without rest.
At noon, Yang Fan borrowed some boiling water from a farmer's house, made himself a bucket of instant noodles, and sat under the shade of a tree, slurping his noodles as he smelled the fragrance of flowers and grass, when suddenly Zhang Yulan's video call came through.
