Chapter 1377 1377. Overfire (1/5)

Chapter 1377 1377. Overfire (15)

The white manager is a very cautious person. He was not controlled by the ridicule, and said to Li Du: "If you pick it yourself, then you have to pick out ten watermelons of different ripeness and arrange them in order!"

Li Du laughed and said, "Aren't your watermelons similar in maturity? How can they be divided into ten levels?"

"Yes, do you know what the ten levels of maturity represent? Do you have raw melons here?" A Chinese immediately chimed in.

His own words were attacked by himself again, and the white manager was a little flustered: "Of course not, we don't have raw melons, but ten levels are also okay, I mean, it can be subdivided..."

Li Du shook his head and said, "You can't distinguish ten levels, how about seven? I'll pick out seven watermelons and arrange them for you according to their maturity. How about it?"

The white manager pondered for a while, and said unwillingly: "Okay, then seven, you come."

Li Du smiled: "No problem, I'll let you experience the ability of us Chinese to distinguish watermelons by listening to the sound."

"This idiot is going to be in trouble." Brother Wolf couldn't help shaking his head.

"He will definitely be unlucky, the boss will give him a good look." Big Ivan, who also followed Li Du for a long time, also shook his head and laughed.

Li Du walked to the watermelon pile, and he released space-time flying insects into a watermelon to check the ripeness of the flesh.

The flesh is bright red and the flesh is sandy. This is a good ripe watermelon.

"Bang bang bang." He picked it up and patted it, listening attentively, looking very serious.

There were still people talking around, and the two Chinese girls hurriedly put their fingers on their lips in a booing gesture: "Shh, please be quiet, thank you."

A supermarket employee in a yellow vest snorted, "Pretending to be a ghost!"

Li Du knocked a few times, took out the watermelon, and went to pick it out again. He picked up another watermelon and put it next to his head and knocked it: "Bang bang."

The little flying insects shuttled freely in the watermelon, he kept picking up the watermelon, knocking it down and putting it down, or he would take out the watermelon when it came across a suitable one, and then placed it outside the shelf.

Seeing this, the manager was a little uncertain: "Damn it, can he really hear the ripeness of the watermelon from the voice?"

Another employee next to him whispered: "Manager Saunders, it's actually not difficult. You can really tell if a watermelon is ripe by knocking on it."

The manager said: "I know that I can judge whether it is ripe or not, but how can it be possible to judge which melon is more or less ripe? The melons here should be about the same degree of ripeness, right?"

The staff quickly nodded and said: "Yes, we have selected them all, and these watermelons are almost ripe."

Soon, five watermelons were selected, and Li Du picked up another watermelon and patted it, with a meaningful smile on his face.

Seeing this smile, even the manager and employees felt something was wrong: the Chinese on the opposite side is not easy to mess with!

Put down two watermelons again, and there are seven watermelons.

Li Du patted a watermelon in front of him and said, "Come on, cut it open."

The tall and slender Chinese girl posed in a classic look of Conan's case-solving and said: "There is only one truth, and it's time to uncover the mystery! Open the melon!"

Li Du smiled and shook his head, this girl is really a second-year-old.

The manager nodded, and an employee took out a watermelon knife and cut a watermelon with a 'click'.

At this time, there were more people watching the excitement, and they were surrounded by people. Some people just came to ask what happened, and more people waited for the result with bated breath.

The watermelon was cut open, and the flesh was pink with yellowish white. This melon was obviously not ripe enough.

The staff continued to cut, and the flesh of the second melon was also pink, but there was no trace of yellowish white, so it was indeed riper than the first melon.

The flesh of the third watermelon was ordinary red, the flesh of the fourth watermelon was dark red, and the flesh of the fifth watermelon was dark red.

Five watermelons, five levels of ripeness, no problem at all.

Already the audience applauded: "Wow, Dongfang's magical skills!" "It's amazing, so our ears can still be used like this!" "Great, buddy will help me pick two watermelons later!"

The manager's face was a bit uneasy, but he breathed a sigh of relief: "Keep driving, damn it, the last watermelon is already ripe, I don't believe there are more ripe ones!"

The employee nodded and cut it across the board. The watermelon was split in half, and the result was the same strong red color, similar to the fifth watermelon.

Seeing this, the manager immediately shouted excitedly: "Look, look, this watermelon is about the same ripeness as the previous watermelon, they are almost the same... You lose, you lose!"

A few Chinese were dumbfounded, and the second middle school girl said stiffly: "How could it be the same? This one is even more familiar, look at it..."

She didn't know what to look at, anyway, she couldn't tell the difference between the two by looking at the flesh of the melon.

Li Du asked the manager to perform first, and then said: "I give you a piece of advice. The one who laughs last laughs the most beautifully. Bring the knife!"

He took the watermelon knife from the employee, flicked on each of the two halves of the watermelon, and aimed at half of the watermelon: "Shua, Shua, Shua!"

The watermelon was cut into several pieces, and then some red abnormal parts were exposed, and the flesh of this part had rotted...

Seeing this scene, it was the manager's turn to be dumbfounded, while the Chinese clapped their hands and cheered: "Wow, little brother, you are so amazing!"

"Damn it, the watermelon here is overripe, it's gone!"

"Fake, I bought a rotten watermelon last time. I came back to find the supermarket, but the supermarket didn't recognize it!"

"What about the other fruits? Will the other fruits also be damaged?"

Seeing Li Du cut out the rotten watermelon, the manager's forehead was sweating immediately, and he hurriedly explained: "There are so many watermelons here, there is always a possibility of overripe, but it's not broken, it's... ..."

Hearing what he said, Li Du walked up to the last watermelon and cut it with a knife. When the watermelon was cut open, a sour smell wafted out, and the yellow-red juice flowed with white foam. The inside of the watermelon was completely rotten!

This scene stopped the manager's words abruptly. Li Du smiled and said, "You can see it now? Are they not the same level of maturity?"

The Chinese clapped each other excitedly, and the second middle school girl started the rhythm: "Wow, watermelons are still being sold after they are so bad? You are so black-hearted! Call the food hygiene supervision agency and report to the police about these black-hearted bastards!"

"That's right, it's not a matter of being broken. This watermelon is already poisonous. If you eat it, you will definitely get food poisoning!"

Americans attach great importance to the issue of food hygiene. When the onlookers saw this rotten watermelon, they also shouted: "What's going on?" "I buy watermelon in such a place?" Here's the fruit!"

The manager was blinded, and he shouted: "Unexpectedly, there are so many watermelons, but one of them is accidentally overripe..."

Accompanied by his words, Li Du took out another watermelon and sliced ​​it into it, and a stronger sour smell came out!

Desperate, the manager looked at him and shouted, "Don't cut it, you've won! You've won!"