Marrying My Bestie's Ferocious Brother - He Calls Me His Baby!-Chapter 155 - 154: Profiteering? Sorry, This Is an Immortal’s Lifesaver!
Gu Lan’s hands were trembling.
The newspaper in her grip was crumpled.
"Sister-in-law, let’s go, let’s go quickly."
She reached out to gather the small plate of cherry tomatoes on the table.
Her face was ashen.
"Speculation and profiteering can land you in jail!"
Lin Wan Yi pressed down on her hand.
The back of her hand was warm, steady as a rock.
"Sit down."
Two words.
Gu Lan froze.
"Eat."
Lin Wan Yi picked up a piece of lettuce, put it in her mouth, and chewed it crisply.
The murmurs around grew louder.
Some even pointed in their direction.
Suddenly.
"Bang!"
A rough big hand slapped on their table.
The soup in the bowl spilled out.
It was a fat woman dressed in a white apron.
Granny Zhang, who served food in the canteen.
She had a furrowed brow, her fleshy face shaking.
"Is this the ’Immortal Vegetable’?"
Granny Zhang’s loud voice was like a broken gong.
The whole canteen fell silent instantly.
Everyone looked over.
Granny Zhang pointed at the plate of bright red tomatoes, spittle flying everywhere.
"I was wondering why students haven’t been eating canteen food recently."
"Turns out there’s a capitalist’s daughter here doing something special!"
She stared at Lin Wan Yi, her face full of jealousy and malice.
"I heard these few pieces of fruit sell for five yuan each outside?"
"Fine, treating the canteen like a black market?"
"Where are the security staff? Arrest this profiteer!"
Gu Lan was so scared she almost slid off her chair.
Wang Guihua panicked, holding her child, wanting to stand up and explain.
Lin Wan Yi didn’t move.
She didn’t even lift her eyelid.
She only wiped her mouth with a napkin.
"Did you see me sell it?"
The voice wasn’t loud.
But in the deathly silent canteen, it was heard clearly.
Granny Zhang was momentarily choked.
Then became nastier.
"Didn’t sell? Then why are you flaunting it!"
"We laboring people haven’t even seen such precious things!"
"Aren’t you trying to sell at a high price, or are you doing charity?"
Some students with resentment towards the wealthy joined in the commotion.
"Yeah, definitely a capitalist style."
"Check her out!"
The situation was on the verge of igniting.
Just then.
"Ugh—"
A sudden, painful retching sound came from the next table.
Followed by the sound of a heavy object hitting the floor.
"Xiaoya! Xiaoya, what’s wrong!"
Someone screamed.
Lin Wan Yi turned her head.
She saw a frail girl collapsed on the floor, clutching her stomach, her face white as paper, cold sweat soaking her hair.
There was a puddle of yellow liquid on the floor.
It was the large pot meal from the canteen just now, all thrown up.
Granny Zhang’s expression changed upon seeing this.
She stepped back and started clamoring.
"Hey hey hey! This has nothing to do with the canteen!"
"This girl has a weak body, don’t blame it on our unclean food!"
The student supporting Zhao Xiaoya wept in anger.
"How is it unrelated! There’s sand all over the cabbage, and the potatoes are rotten!"
"Xiaoya’s had diarrhea for three days!"
Granny Zhang, hit where it hurt, was burning with anger.
"Bullshit! Eat if you want to!"
"Don’t eat, get lost!"
Zhao Xiaoya started retching again, her whole body convulsing, looking like she couldn’t make it.
The surroundings turned into a mess.
Someone shouted to go to the school hospital.
But it was too far from here.
Lin Wan Yi stood up.
She picked up the plate of unfinished cherry tomatoes from the table.
Step by step, she walked to Zhao Xiaoya’s side.
"Move aside."
Two words, carrying an unquestionable authority.
The student supporting Xiaoya instinctively let go of their grip.
Lin Wan Yi squatted down, picked up a cherry tomato, and brought it to Zhao Xiaoya’s lips.
"Eat it."
Granny Zhang stood by, amused.
She put her hands on her hips, laughing, swaying back and forth.
"Oh! Everyone, look!"
"This capitalist lady is treating her food like an elixir!"
"The girl has gastroenteritis! Needs medicine! Eating a damn tomato doesn’t help at all!"
"What a joke! If it can cure anything, I’ll eat the canteen table!"
The students around also felt Lin Wan Yi was messing around.
"Classmate Lin, don’t make things worse."
"Quickly send her to the hospital."
Lin Wan Yi turned a deaf ear.
She squeezed the tomato until a bit of skin broke, its juice seeping into Zhao Xiaoya’s pale lips.
"Open your mouth."
Zhao Xiaoya, in a daze, smelled a fragrance. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺
That aroma, like an oasis suddenly appearing in a dry desert.
Instinctively, she opened her mouth.
Lin Wan Yi fed the tomato to her.
Granny Zhang was still making sarcastic remarks by the side.
"Pretending to be mystical..."
Before she finished her sentence.
Zhao Xiaoya on the ground suddenly stopped moving.
She swallowed hard.
It went down.
One second.
Two seconds.
The frown on her face unexpectedly relaxed.
The overwhelming nausea in her stomach, upon contact with the tomato juice, was miraculously suppressed.
A warm sensation slipped down her esophagus into her stomach.
No more cramps.
But an indescribable comfort.
Zhao Xiaoya suddenly opened her eyes.
A hint of color returned to her previously pale face.
She propped herself up and sat up.
"Phew..."
She let out a long breath of relief.
The whole place fell silent.
Granny Zhang’s smile froze on her face, her mouth agape wide enough to fit an egg.
"This... this..."
She stammered, as if she had seen a ghost.
Zhao Xiaoya grabbed Lin Wan Yi’s hand, her eyes bright with amazement.
"Is there more?"
"That... is there more?"
"I feel... my stomach doesn’t hurt anymore, and I have strength again."
Boom!
The cafeteria erupted in chatter.
"What the... is this for real?"
"Are they acting?"
"Look at Zhao Xiaoya’s complexion, she was dying just now, and now she can sit by herself!"
"Amazing! This vegetable is amazing!"
Lin Wan Yi stuffed the remaining half plate of tomatoes and a few lettuce leaves into Zhao Xiaoya’s hands.
"Take it home."
"Cook it in porridge."
Zhao Xiaoya was moved to tears.
She knew this was valuable.
That person earlier had called it priceless.
She fumbled in her pocket, pulling out a handful of meal tickets.
"Classmate Lin, I... I’ll pay you."
"It’s too valuable, I can’t take it for free."
Countless eyes around were fixed on Lin Wan Yi.
Especially Granny Zhang, who had her ears perked up waiting to catch something.
If Lin Wan Yi dared take a single penny.
The label of profiteering would be firmly affixed.
Gu Lan was in the back, stamping his feet anxiously.
Lin Wan Yi looked at those meal tickets.
Laughed.
She pushed the meal tickets back.
"No need."
She stood up and looked around.
Her gaze passed over Granny Zhang’s face, flushed like a pig’s liver.
Finally landing on all the onlookers.
Her voice was clear and bright.
"Helping each other, as fellow students."
"These vegetables are homegrown, not worth much."
"Only giving, not selling."
Four words.
Resonated powerfully.
The ones who were previously insisting on "profiteering" quickly fell silent.
The embarrassment was palpable.
It’s a gift!
Not a cent charged!
How can you call this profiteering?
This is called helping others and moral integrity!
Granny Zhang was completely speechless.
She slunk back behind the window, not daring to lift her head.
Zhao Xiaoya held the bag of vegetables like it was a precious treasure.
"Thank you... thank you, Classmate Lin!"
Lin Wan Yi clapped her hands, turned, and went back to her seat.
Pushed the stroller.
"Let’s go."
Gu Lan, like a victorious rooster, strutted behind her.
When passing by Granny Zhang’s window, he deliberately huffed.
Only Song Wen, sitting in the corner, adjusted her glasses.
The pen in her hand was scribbling swiftly in her notebook.
The scene just now, it was too unscientific.
A single tomato cured acute gastroenteritis?
This is definitely not an ordinary variety.
...
The next day.
In the agronomy classroom.
Professor Wang had just finished a section on crop pest and disease control.
He set down the chalk and looked at the audience.
"Recently, the school hospital reported that many students are unwell due to acclimatization and dietary issues."
"Health is the foundation of revolution."
At this point, Professor Wang paused.
His gaze intentionally or unintentionally landed on Lin Wan Yi.
"However, I heard that some students from our department have used their expertise to grow something that can improve health."
"This is a good thing."
"Applying what you learn is worthy of commendation."
All eyes in the class, with a "swish," focused on Lin Wan Yi.
Filled with envy, admiration, and... desire.
Zhao Xiaoya, in particular, sitting in the front row, was glowing with pride, praising Lin Wan Yi’s vegetables as "miracle medicine" to everyone she met.
