"So, as you said, it's indeed impossible."
"Right."
Lin Caisang nodded.
"It's not just about taking risks. The fruit I pick myself isn't for making a lot of money. I toss the bad ones away. But if I actually started buying fruits from the villagers, would they be as careful as I am?
For fruits like loquats that need to be pitted, it's fine. But what about cherries, or plums that will be ripe for picking in a few days? They don't need to be pitted. What if a customer finds a worm inside? Wouldn't that ruin my business?
Am I supposed to put up a sign in my shop that says, 'A certain amount of bad fruit is normal. The shop is not responsible for it'?"
"Heh."
Hearing her words, Ya Molian laughed.
"With that said, instead of picking wild fruits in the forest, you should buy thousands of acres of land and plant your own fruit trees to make dried fruit."
"Ah, that's a great idea."
Lin Caisang brightened at Ya Molian's suggestion. She thought it was a great idea.
Ya Molian: "..."