Rebirth: Solely Cherished by the Devoted Commander

Chapter 119: Chapter 119 What to Do with the Fruit

Sun Chan hurriedly said, "You haven't eaten yet? You can eat our leftovers. I'll cook snoodles for you now."

"That's fine, as long as there's something to eat. | can’t be picky now." He followed quickly inside, couldn't make

homemade noodles in time, so he used sleftover noodles, added two eggs, and Han Dong ate heartily and

was very satisfied.

Guihua looked at him and laughed, "Why do you look like a starving ghost reincarnated? Haven't you eaten at

all?"

"I was kicked out of the house by my parents, drove for hours to get here, I'm starving." Han Dong ate like a

hungry wolf, not raising his head.

"Why did you get kicked out?" Guihua asked curiously, "Could it be you were messing around with another girl?"

Sun Chan had told Guihua about Han Dong’s situation, and naturally, Guihua knew he was quite the womanizer.

Han Dong raised both hands and said, "Can you not say that about me? My parents wantedto go on a blind

date, and | didn’t want to, so | ran away."

Turns out Han Jinshan found a colleague’s daughter for him, a middle school teacher, reportedly very pretty, a

well-bred young lady, especially skilled at classical poetry, wanted him to meet her and if suitable, set the

marriage, and marry next year, which terrified Han Dong.

With his mouth full of noodles, Han Dong muttered, "I don’t want that, if I'm with a bookworm every day, talking

about literary stuff, I'd definitely go crazy! So my parents kickedout."

Sun Chan chuckled and pushed scucumber pickles in front of him, "You always talk like that."

"I'm not wrong at all," Han Dong said, "I still want to find someone cheerful like myself, not for another ten years

at least." At the mention of his marriage, he thought of that awful Lin Hongmei, still lingering around his

neighborhood.

He didn’t know how she’d tracked him down, even found his home, couldn't get into the complex, just waited

nearby, once again caught Han Dong pleading to marry him.

Han Dong deeply regretted getting involved with someone like her! Luckily most of the the’s not hnow,

otherwise, who knows how his parents would handle it. He's already moved on from his feelings for Sun Chan,

and realizes their personalities don’t match—forcing it wouldn't make him happy.

He’s matured a bit after this incident.

Sun Chan thought, Han Dong is in his twenties now, waiting ten years would mean he'd be nearly forty to get

married? His parents must be worried. She wanted to advise him but was cut off by Han Dong.

"Alright, if you really considera friend, don’t talk about this, talk about something else!" He put the big bowl

on the table edge and said, "I'm leaving in a few days, heading south, before | go my mom wantsto bring a

letter to my big brother, | want to invite him to meet, are you going?"

Sun Chan shook her head with a smile, "I don’t know your big brother."

"But my big brother is also in the military! He's in X City, splace as your guy. If you want to know anything,

just ask him, isn’t that simpler?" Han Dong said, "More friends mean more paths, my big brother is a good

person, high-ranking too, it could be helpful."

Sun Chan thought it over and agreed. They planned to meet this weekend.

After dinner, Han Dong left, grabbing a bottle of cucumber pickles from Sun Chan’s house on his way out, "These

are tasty, I'll take them hfor my mom to try."

"Where are you staying? Do you have a place in X City, or are you staying at a hotel?" Sun Chan asked curiously.

Han Dong chuckled, "A friend's place, don’t worry. Definitely not sleeping on the street."

Guihua glanced at him, smiled, thinking to herself, this guy still isn’t being honest, probably has a sweetheart

somewhere.

But this tshe guessed wrong; Han Dong went to Yan Kai's house, his mom Tian Jinhua knew Mr. Yan and had

treated him before, the relationship was good, Han Dong was following his mom's orders to check on Mr. Yan,

and bring snew nutritional products.

After sending Han Dong off, Sun Chan sorted the fruits, the big, good-looking ones priced at two yuan a pound,

very small and scarred ones priced at one yuan fifty or five yuan for three pounds. Guihua had nothing to do so

she helped.

Guihua chuckled, "This apple is a pity, look, it’s wilted on the outside, hard to sell such big apples, the top layer

in the box is fine, but the ones below aren't great. Han Dong must've been swindled."

Sun Chan quickly emptied the box of apples, if all were like that, Han Dong would be in trouble, thankfully only a

few were, Sun Chan breathed a sigh of relief. But these few apples were big, almost seven or eight ounces each.

Guihua picked one up, looked at it, and said, "What a pity, these fruits are nice. But since they don’t look good,

can’t sell them well. We could make them into canned goods."

Sun Chan was startled, then grabbed Guihua, "What did you say?"

"Make canned goods, it’s easy, peel and core them, then cook in sugar water, or make candied fruit, actually

candied fruit isn’t just hawthorn, other fruits can work too! It could be more profitable than just selling fruits."

"Canned goods are easy to make, if possible, I'd like to learn how to make candied fruit." Sun Chan said.

Guihua thought about it and said, "Then I'll ask around for you? | know an old man who seems to know how."

Sun Chan was delighted, she sorted the good fruits together, preparing to sell them the next day, and the ones

already wilted or damaged, she set aside and put in sugar water, soon the pot was ready, and the room was

filled with a sweet fruity smell.

Guihua put the big pot outside to chill, cback smiling, "Later we'll bottle them and sell them together,

canned fruits like these sell for three yuan in stores, you can sell them for one yuan fifty or two yuan, guaranteed

to have buyers."

Sun Chan laughed, "That's what | was thinking too."

"You really have a knack for business, little girl. Once my hotel is up, I'll source goods from you." Guihua said.

Sun Chan smiled and thanked her, "Once our business is stable, bring your baby over. You miss him, don’t you?"

"I don’t really miss him, whenever | see him, | think of his father, it's frustrating." Although she said that her

smile faded, who wouldn’t miss the child? He's only a few months old, but she’s too busy now to manage.

It was already late, both were a bit sleepy, put out the stove and went to bed.

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