Zhao Dong thought for a moment and said, "Could you help me see if you can find some hawthorn, peach trees, date trees, and persimmon trees? Shopkeeper, please see what you can get and buy some for me."
The shopkeeper looked at Zhao Dong in surprise. "So many kinds?"
Zhao Dong smiled sheepishly. "Well, I have a lot of sloped land that isn't suitable for crops, so I thought I'd plant some fruit trees. That way, the family will have fruit to eat."
This Zhao Dong fellow is a bit foolish, the shopkeeper thought. What farming family would dare not plant crops in their fields? Fruit can't substitute a proper meal; they might go hungry if they're not careful. Still, there was no real connection between them, and it wasn't his place to advise him.
Besides, there was no reason to turn down business that came knocking, so he nodded and asked, "Alright, I'll see what types I can find for you. Oh, by the way, about how many saplings of each kind do you want?"
