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    Chapter 201: Short on Cashiers

    As soon as Fu Dajun got home, he immediately shared news about Su He’s store opening with the family.

    Su He was afraid they’d run short on durians for the opening, so she asked them to bring more over tomorrow.

    "Dad, did you check out Su He’s store? How was it?" Fu Guoqing asked curiously.

    "It’s incredible. I’ve never seen such a beautiful shop before," Fu Dajun replied proudly.

    "That impressive?" Wu Yanhua was overjoyed.

    "Absolutely! Business is gonna boom. Everyone should rest up—we’ll need to get up at the crack of dawn tomorrow to pick durians and deliver them to the city for Su He."

    The other women in the Fu family were equally thrilled.

    After all, they’d already gotten a cut of the profits, so excitement was running high.

    If the durian income kept up, the men wouldn’t have to break their backs doing manual labor every day.

    As for Su He, opening day was off to a roaring start.

    She’d spared no expense—firecrackers, lion dancers, the works.

    These were usually New Year’s festivities, yet she’d pulled out all the stops for the grand opening.

    It instantly grabbed everyone’s attention.

    The store’s modern layout, arranged like a supermarket, made shopping effortless.

    Prices matched competitors’, but the place was cleaner and classier. Novelty alone had customers pouring in.

    Lunch was takeout Fu Tinghua picked up from the hospital.

    Su He and Fu Yanju were swamped—no time to cook during the insane lunchtime rush.

    After his shift, Fu Tinghua came to help at the store before heading home to cook for Su He.

    Fu Yanju stayed behind to help customers find things—she knew the layout like the back of her hand.

    His friends dropped by to show love when he was there.

    When Dr. Fu invited you, you had to show up.

    Xia Chengan was blown away by the sleek, one-of-a-kind setup.

    "Told you—Old Fu’s wife is anything but ordinary," he said to Qi Yunyang, watching the nonstop flow of shoppers.

    "No kidding. Let’s check it out," Qi Yunyang replied with a grin.

    With so many cars outside, passersby didn’t think twice.

    Inside, they gaped at Fu Tinghua ringing people up.

    The refined, almost untouchable Dr. Fu stuck behind a register? Surreal.

    Especially since folks had tried to slip him cash for years—always refused. Made it even wilder to see.

    Here's the improved translation incorporating the expert suggestions:

    "Well, well, well, I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me when I first walked in," Qi Yunyang remarked.

    Fu Tinghua was busy ringing up customers, too occupied to deal with them.

    "I'm busy," he said flatly.

    "We'll browse around," Xia Chengan replied with a smile.

    The two began exploring the store.

    Though just over a hundred square feet, Su He had laid out the space to feel spacious and bright. It took time to walk through, especially when actually shopping.

    Xia Chengan observed the clean, neatly organized shelves and commented, "No wonder she was so insistent about that contract with me."

    "What contract?" Qi Yunyang asked automatically.

    "You'd never believe it—Old Fu made me sign a six-year lease with rent increases tied to market rates, no reclaiming the property," Xia Chengan said, laughing.

    Qi Yunyang considered this and nodded approvingly.

    "Makes sense. His wife was smart. A scheming businessman like you might've taken back the shop if it became successful," Qi Yunyang teased.

    "Oh come on. Do I look like I need the money? Besides, I don't have time to run a shop."

    After browsing, they realized the store had an almost magical quality.

    Without noticing, both had accumulated bags full of stuff.

    They exchanged glances, momentarily speechless.

    Suddenly, Fu Yanju appeared and handed each a basket. "If you've got a lot, you can use these," she offered with a smile.

    They turned, surprised to see a store clerk.

    This place really had it all.

    "Thanks," they said, taking the baskets before continuing their spree.

    The shopping experience was so enjoyable they decided it would be perfect to bring girls here next time.

    At checkout, they found a long line.

    Nothing to do but wait.

    Fortunately, Fu Tinghua was lightning-fast at calculations, processing payments with remarkable speed. Soon it was their turn.

    "Old Fu, check us out. So, cut us a deal for buying so much?" Xia Chengan joked.

    "My wife hasn't approved any discounts, so not for now," Fu Tinghua answered seriously.

    "Damn, since when do you talk like that?"

    Xia Chengan wondered if the man had been replaced by a pod person. The famously indifferent Dr. Fu, once pursued by nearly every woman around, was now a total whipped husband?

    Back when they were stationed at the border, nine out of ten women had chased after Fu Tinghua.

    Some even pretended to be sick just to get his attention. But Dr. Fu? Totally oblivious. He'd call them out immediately and give them a lecture about honesty.

    Back then, Dr. Fu's behavior left everyone in the military utterly speechless.

    Even with a beauty throwing herself at him, he remained unmoved.

    And now—

    He actually says things like "my wife hasn't mentioned it, so I don’t dare"?

    Well, it just proves I have good taste. The first time Xia Chengan saw Su He, he knew this woman wasn’t ordinary—she *actually* managed to win over Dr. Fu’s heart.

    "Ten yuan and seventy cents in total." While Xia Chengan was deep in thought, Fu Tinghua had already calculated the price for him.

    It really wasn’t expensive. Xia Chengan had picked up so many items, filling two large baskets, yet it only came to a little over ten yuan.

    "Here." Xia Chengan pulled out eleven yuan, picked up his bags, and left without a backward glance.

    Fu Tinghua: "......"

    "Haha, don’t mind him. Help me ring up my items," Qi Yunyang said with a laugh.

    Damn—Qi Yunyang had bought even more, three full baskets.

    As Fu Tinghua helped calculate the total, he couldn’t help but think to himself that one cashier was way too few.

    He’d have to mention it to Su He—they really needed two people handling checkout, otherwise they’d be swamped.

    They truly were overwhelmed. During the busiest hours earlier in the day, the line had snaked all the way to the neighboring store’s entrance.

    And now, with no smartphones for mobile payments, everyone paid in cash, and making change made the whole process even more of a hassle.

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