The manager was a very cautious man. He was not affected by the sarcasm and said to Li Du, "If you want to pick your own, you have to pick out ten watermelons of different ripeness and arrange them in order!"
Li Du laughed and said, "Aren't your watermelons similar in ripeness? How can you divide them into ten levels? "
"Yes, do you know what the ten levels of ripeness mean? Do you have raw melons here? "A Chinese man immediately chimed in.
The manager was a little flustered, having been attacked by himself again. "Of course not, we don't have raw melons, but ten levels are fine. I mean, it can be subdivided …"
Li Du shook his head and said, "You can't divide them into ten levels. How about seven? I'll pick out seven watermelons and arrange them for you according to their ripeness?"
The manager pondered for a while and said reluctantly, "Well, seven then. You do it."
Li Du smiled. "No problem, I'll show you our Chinese ability to distinguish watermelons by sound."
"This idiot is in trouble." Brother Wolf could not help shaking his head.
"He's definitely in trouble. The boss will teach him a lesson." Big Ivan, who had also been with Li Du for a long time, also shook his head and laughed.
Li Du walked to the pile of watermelons and released the little bug into a watermelon to check its ripeness.
The flesh was bright red and the flesh was gritty. It was a good ripe watermelon.
Bang, bang, bang. He picked it up and patted it, listening attentively.
There were people talking around, and the two Chinese girls quickly put their fingers to their lips and made a shushing gesture. "Shh, please be quiet, thank you."
A supermarket employee in a yellow vest snorted, "What a scam!"
Li Du knocked a few times, took out the watermelon, and then went to pick another. He picked up another watermelon and held it next to his head. Bang, bang.
The little bug flew freely among the watermelons. He kept picking up watermelons, knocking and putting them down. When he found something suitable, he would take it out and place it outside the shelf.
Seeing this, the manager was a little uncertain. "Damn it, can he really tell the ripeness of the watermelon from the sound?"
Another employee next to him whispered, "Manager Sanders, it's not difficult. You can really tell if a watermelon is ripe by knocking it."
The manager said, "I know he can tell if it's ripe or not, but how can he tell how ripe a watermelon is? The watermelons here are about ripe, right? "
The employee hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes, we have all selected them. These watermelons are almost ripe."
Soon, five watermelons were selected. Li Du picked up another watermelon and patted it, a meaningful smile on his face.
Seeing this smile, even the manager and employees sensed that something was wrong. This Chinese man was not someone to be trifled with!
He put down another two watermelons, and now he had seven watermelons.
Li Du patted a watermelon in front of him and said, "Come on, cut it."
The tall Chinese girl put on a classic Detective Conan pose and said, "There is only one truth, and it's time to reveal it! Open the melon! "
Li Du smiled and shook his head. This girl was really a clown.
The manager nodded, and an employee took out a watermelon knife and cut open a watermelon.
At this time, there were even more onlookers. They were surrounded by people. Some people had just come to ask what was going on, but more people were holding their breath and waiting for the result.
The watermelon was cut open. The melon was pink with a yellowish white color. This melon was obviously not ripe.
The employee continued to cut. The second watermelon was also pink, but there were no yellowish white marks, so it was indeed more ripe than the first watermelon.
The third watermelon's pulp was ordinary red, the fourth watermelon's pulp was dark red, and the fifth watermelon's pulp was dark red.
Five watermelons, five degrees of ripeness. There was no problem at all.
The audience was already applauding. "Wow, the magic of the East!" "Amazing, our ears can be used like this!" "Great, man, help me pick two watermelons later!"
The manager was a little embarrassed, but he was relieved. "Keep cutting, damn it, the last watermelon is ripe. I don't believe there is a more ripe one!"
The employee nodded and cut the watermelon in half. The result was the same dark red color, similar to the fifth watermelon.
Seeing this, the manager immediately shouted excitedly, "Look, look, this watermelon is about the same maturity as the previous one. They are almost the same … You lost, you lost!"
Several Chinese people were dumbfounded, and the girl said stubbornly, "How can it be the same? This one is obviously more ripe. Look, look … "
She didn't know what to look at. Anyway, she couldn't tell the difference between the two watermelons.
Li Du let the manager perform first, and then said, "Here's a piece of advice. The one who laughs last has the most beautiful smile. Give me the knife!"
He took the watermelon knife from the employee's hand, flicked the two halves of the watermelon, and aimed at the other half. Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
The watermelon was cut into several pieces, and then some abnormal red parts were exposed. This part of the watermelon had rotted …
Seeing this, it was the manager's turn to be dumbfounded. The Chinese people clapped and cheered, "Wow, little brother, you are amazing!"
"Damn, the watermelon here is overripe. It's gone bad!"
"F * ck, I bought a rotten watermelon last time. I came back to the supermarket, but the supermarket didn't recognize it!"
"What about the other fruits? Will the other fruits also go bad? "
Seeing that Li Du had cut a rotten watermelon, the manager's forehead suddenly broke out in sweat. He hurriedly explained, "With so many watermelons here, there is always a possibility that one is overripe, but it's not bad, it's …"
Listening to him, Li Du walked to the last watermelon and cut it. When the watermelon was cut, a sour smell filled the air, and yellow and red juice flowed out with white foam. The watermelon was rotten inside!
This scene made the manager's words stop abruptly. Li Du smiled and said, "Can you see now? Are they different in maturity? "
The Chinese people excitedly high-fived each other, and the girl with the second high school started the rhythm. "Wow, the watermelon is so rotten, and you're still selling it? You're too black-hearted! Call the food hygiene inspection agency and call the police to complain about these black-hearted b * stards! "
"Yes, this is not a problem of spoilage. This watermelon is already poisonous. After eating it, you will definitely get food poisoning!"
Americans attached great importance to food hygiene. When the onlookers saw the rotten watermelon, they all shouted, "What's going on?" "I bought watermelons in such a place?" "That was close, I won't buy fruit here in the future!"
The manager was at a loss. He cried, "Accident, there are so many watermelons, but one of them is unexpectedly ripe …"
As he said that, Li Du took out another watermelon and cut it with a knife. An even stronger sour smell came out!
The manager was desperate. He looked at him and shouted, "Stop cutting, you win! You win! "
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