Big Novel

Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 1161
Felicity's eyelid twitched.
'What nonsense did Grandma say to them?'
However, Vermont acted fast and responded, "Nice to meet you, everyone."
"Hello, hello. This young man from the city is so polite."
"He's so handsome and tall. You've got to be at least six feet, right?"
Vermont smiled and corrected, "I'm six feet one inch tall.”
"Wow, you're really tall. What's your name?"
"Just call me Vermont."
With his sweet words and how well he could communicate with older women, he immediately befriended all the ladies there.
Felicity was left speechless at the side as she thought to herself. 'He's truly a social butterfly. He can literally make friends
everywhere he goes.'
After drinking too much water, she had to go to the washroom, leaving Vermont behind to help load the trucks.
The ladies saw his good-looking appearance and pulled him over to help sort the fruits. After all, it was a much easier task
compared to the heavy lifting.
Vermont learned how to sort them while chatting with the ladies, "Ladies, don't you have a sorting machine? Or do you rely solely
on manual labor?''
"We do, but it can only sort them by size. The machines can't detect the bruises on the apples. That's why we must sort them out
manually before loading them into the crates."
"What will happen to the apples with bruises then?"
"They'll be sent for fermentation to make wine or vinegar. They could be used to make canned products too. We have our own
processing factory here, and they'll be sent to various parts of the country after processing. Lastly, all the remaining ones would

be fed to the pigs. Did you see the iron sheds beside the road when you were on your way here? Those were all owned by
Felicity and her family. You should ask her to take you there sometime."
Vermont's eyelid twitched. "It's all part of their family's business?"
He could not believe it. When they were in the car traveling here, he could not see the end of the apple farm. He figured that her
family had to be pretty wealthy, judging by how many orchards they owned.
The chubby lady beside Vermont noticed his interest in the orchards and started telling him more about it.
"Each of the orchards here operated independently in the past, and the profits rely solely on the weather. One acre of land could
earn them up to two thousand dollars during the good days. However, if there's a disaster, they wouldn't even make half of that.
The fruit merchants would even come every year to pressure us to sell our produce at a lower price,
causing the farmers to earn barely more than a proper job despite working so hard for a whole year.
"As time passed, many orchards were abandoned, and Felicity's mother leased all the unused land in the village. Then, she went
to talk to the other farmers about implementing centralized management. She spent a lot of money hiring professors from some
agriculture universities to experiment on our land to research agricultural cultivation management and whatnot. Now, the yield
per acre can reach about five thousand pounds every year.
"Also, as producers ourselves, the premium-grade fruits we packed can be sold for about eight dollars per pound. With the help
of livestock farms and processing factories to handle the subpar fruits, our income has more than doubled. You came during the
holiday season; most people are on leave now. If you came at another time, you'd see many online celebrities coming here to
sell our produce."
The more Vermont listened to her, the more surreal it all sounded. In the end, he was in total disbelief. However, he was unaware
that the chubby lady knew only a small part of the story. In fact, the industry chain extended beyond just the village.
The chubby lady continued, "The fruit wine that Felicity's mother invented is very popular in the market, and it's exclusively sold
at their own supermarket."
Vermont was stunned once again. "They owned a supermarket too?"
"Yeah. Have you heard of Deron Supermart? They have many branches in different cities."

Vermont did not know what to say anymore. There was one near Clouditude International.
It was one of the top ten supermarket chains in the country, mainly operating in major cities. It was famous for its fruit wine,
exclusively sold at its branches.

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