Chapter Thirty-Four: Selling Grapes in the Livestream

Su Wan’ning had been planning this for a while and had already instructed Vincent to contact the express delivery and transport departments in advance.

She inquired about the current stock from the elderly man, and upon hearing the news, other grape growers in the village hurried over as well. After tallying the inventory and setting up the orders, Su Wan’ning promised all the farmers that she would cover the shipping fees upfront. It was the perfect opportunity to use the money Qin Jingchen had given her.

“Thank you so much, miss, but with so much produce on our hands, can we really sell it all?” someone asked.

Su Wan’ning smiled gently, fixing her phone to a tripod set atop the field ridge. Sui Sui and Nian Nian sat on either side of her, and Qiu Rui assisted as the co-host, busily carrying freshly picked grapes for the farmers to facilitate the display.

Livestreaming—this was her old trade!

With practiced ease, Su Wan’ning picked up a cluster of grapes and showcased it to her viewers from all angles. “This is my favorite variety, called Rose-Scented Grapes. As the name suggests, each fruit naturally carries a hint of rose fragrance, which makes it especially appealing to women and children.”

Beside her was a bucket of well water she’d just asked someone to bring. She rinsed the grapes briefly, then plucked a few and tasted them, commenting as she ate. “These grapes are seventy percent sweet and thirty percent tart, with a rich, lingering aroma. Remember what I said before? It’s best not to peel grapes, and these are seedless too, which makes them very convenient.”

[Stop introducing them! I’ll buy now, is that enough? She makes them look so delicious!]

[Su Wan’ning is so professional. Didn’t she just stumble upon this and decide to sell on a whim? She’s more skilled than the streamers I follow!]

[She’s just here to make a quick buck, isn’t she? Our local supermarkets are full of these—why buy online?]

[So much talk, but still not putting them on sale—are you just teasing us?]

[You really believe Su Wan’ning is doing this for charity? I bet these grapes are expensive—she’s just in it for the profit!]

Su Wan’ning wasn’t fazed by the comments. She calmly handed a few more clusters to the children and to Qiu Rui. Sui Sui, expressionless as ever, kept popping grapes into his mouth one after another, his actions alone proving their deliciousness. Nian Nian, much more relaxed in front of Su Wan’ning, wore a perpetual sweet smile. “Mommy, these grapes are so tasty and sweet! Let’s take some home for Daddy!”

At that moment, far away in his office, Qin Jingchen sneezed loudly.

[Such a sweet child, always thinking of her father.]

[I’m pregnant right now. Someone told me eating grapes makes your baby’s eyes bigger. If I buy your grapes, can I have a daughter as cute as Nian Nian?]

Su Wan’ning saw this comment and couldn’t help but laugh.

“I’m sorry, my friend, eating grapes won’t change your baby’s eye shape or size—but it will provide great nutrition. Well-nourished children are always adorable, right, Nian Nian?”

She took the opportunity to gently pinch her daughter’s chubby, baby-soft cheeks, her face aglow with satisfaction.

“All right, I won’t keep you waiting any longer. These grapes are just ripening, so if you order now, we can ship soon. But the stock is limited, so you’ll have to be quick!”

Su Wan’ning adjusted the price.

[So cheap! That’s about the same as my neighborhood market!]

[Isn’t that normal? Direct from the source—no middlemen markups. I bet Su Wan’ning is still making plenty!]

[No way, this is way cheaper than here. Are they really that good?]

She had already factored in transport and spoilage costs; at this price, only the farmers would see any profit, and she’d still be covering the shipping herself.

But Su Wan’ning didn’t bother to explain. She believed the quality of the product would speak for itself.

“You can order now!”

The stream’s chat went silent for two seconds.

Then Su Wan’ning’s eyes widened in disbelief. Even Qiu Rui beside her gaped in surprise.

“Sold… sold out?”

[I didn’t get any! Is there more? Please restock!]

[My connection lagged—give us another chance!]

[I got some! Bought five packs to share with friends and family!]

[At this price, I’m happy to support local farmers!]

[You fools actually believe she’s helping farmers? These people are probably just paid actors.]

“That batch sold out so quickly—I’ll put up another round for pre-sale. These grapes aren’t ripe for picking yet, but we can ship in about two weeks. If you’re willing to wait, go ahead and order.”

Su Wan’ning quickly set up the pre-sale, and those grapes were snatched up instantly as well. Her livestream shot straight to the top of the platform’s sales leaderboard.

“Thank you all for your support. Since these are fresh fruit, if you have any issues after receiving them, please contact us and we’ll make it right for you.”

“Miss Su! Is that you?”

Just as the sale ended, a familiar elderly voice cut in. Su Wan’ning turned and recognized the old man.

“And you are…?”

He stepped into frame, taking Su Wan’ning’s hand. “Don’t you remember? You helped me fetch water at the well last time. You’re so kind—you even missed the shuttle bus at the village entrance because of me. I’m really sorry.”

[The shuttle bus at the village entrance? Was that the time Su Wan’ning disappeared and left Sui Sui and Nian Nian behind?]

[So she was helping someone!]

[The production crew is so unfair—they didn’t even show this on camera!]

[As if anyone believes this. Probably another paid extra. Is Su Wan’ning trying to rehab her image with one livestream?]

[Can I just say the acting is awkward?]

Su Wan’ning saw the grateful old man off and addressed the incident at the village entrance breezily in her stream.

“The old man was fetching water and almost fell into the well… I don’t know why the cameramen weren’t there. Maybe the director didn’t keep up.”

An hour later, the group returned from the vineyard to find the production team waiting, the director greeting Su Wan’ning with a cold sneer.

“Miss Su, you started a livestream during filming without permission and even used the show’s audience to sell goods. Are you planning to keep all the profits from helping the farmers for yourself?”

They were clearly trying to cut in and claim credit.

Su Wan’ning remained unruffled, as if she had anticipated this. She tapped her phone a few times.

“I’ve already made the profits public. You can check my post.”

Wang Zan paused, then pulled out his phone. After a moment, his eyes widened in disbelief.

“No profit? Why did you give all the proceeds to the farmers and even buy them irrigation equipment? That wasn’t in the show’s budget—you paid for it yourself!”

Su Wan’ning sneered. “I’m here to help the farmers, not to get rich. Director, if I wanted to make money, I’d find some sponsors, not squeeze a few hardworking farmers dry.”

“And anyway, when I bought this equipment, I didn’t ask you for a penny, did I?”

With Wang Zan left awkward and speechless, Su Wan’ning turned and walked away with effortless poise.