At the fruit store on the first floor of Tri-Bo Hotel, the Kyoho grapes were all sold out.
The store owner didn't know why today's winds blew such a fruitful sale, and why the grapes were selling like hotcakes, particularly to this fat customer who didn't want any other fruit but the grapes.
"Would you like to try one? They're sweet!" the owner offered one.
Fatty tasted one and liked it. He picked more than a dozen more, tasted them and wanted to try more. The shopkeeper did not stop him, but he had a painful expression on his face.
"I'll take them all, sprinkle water on them to keep them moist and pack them up. Do you have more stock?" Fatty brushed his hands and glanced at the shopkeeper.
"Yes, there are two more boxes of new arrivals, do you want them?" the boss immediately opened the packaging to show Fatty.
"I'll take them all. Can you deliver?" Fatty was feeling quite generous.
"Of course!" The boss felt as though he had stumbled upon a goldmine.