After Chen Yi thanked him, he rode a tricycle to the field and rode a tricycle to the field to move melons.

He parked the car in the field, and then looked at the melons, all of which were big and strong, bent down to put the ripe watermelons on one side, and took the baskets, basket by basket, for easy transportation.

Ren Yan, a villager in the field next door, saw him picking watermelons a few days ago, and he couldn't help but be surprised to see him picking watermelons a few days later.

"Didn't I say that your watermelon was just sold a while ago? Why are there so many ripe watermelons, could it be that some kind of medicine was used?"

Chen Yi bent over to carry the watermelon, so busy that he was dizzy, and when he heard the inquiry of the uncle in the field next to him, he stood up and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"How can you use medicine? It may be that the fertilizer used this year is good, so it grows fast. Chen Yi immediately denied it.

Ren Yan straightened his waist, took a few steps forward, looked at the big watermelon he was holding in his arms, and frowned.

He also deliberately squatted down and touched a ripe watermelon and knocked it: "This is indeed growing too fast, what fertilizer did you use before?" ”

"I don't remember this either, but if I have time, I will rummage through the fertilizer bag and recommend it to you. Chen Yi looked at the uncle on the side, and had no choice but to ask the reason, feeling very helpless.

Ren Yan casually looked at the watermelon in his hand and scoffed at it.

He said that he didn't use a ripening agent, but he didn't believe it.

He has been planting for more than ten years, but he has never seen such a big and watery watermelon, except for those in the greenhouse who use the lid of the medicine jar all day long and play the ripening agent, it will be so watery.

"Uncle Ren, we are all doing small business, just such a small piece of land, we can't make money from this land, and it's not worth it to use any money and ripening agents. ”

Chen Yi said lightly and started to work again.

This acre of three-point land, there are a lot of melons planted, a tricycle is full, there are boards on it, and a few baskets are erected, so I can barely load a piece of watermelon.

Ren Yan watched this young man busy and loaded a truckload of watermelons, and cast an envious gaze.

After all, the situation is not good this year, and the weather is dry, which causes the melons in the melon field to grow poorly.

Some crooked melons and cracked dates are generally sold at a low price, but his truckload of watermelons grows big and round, and the price will definitely double.

"If you kid have any good things, you hide them secretly, and don't tell your uncle. Ren Yan glanced at it with envy on his face, and said sourly.

Chen Yi said a few polite words to him: "Okay, if you encounter any good fertilizer seeds in the future, I will recommend them to you." ”

Chen Yi and Uncle Ren exchanged a few polite words, and then rode a tricycle to the town to sell watermelons.

Ren Yan didn't return home after finishing his farm work, looking at his wife cutting watermelons, and remembered the strange thing he encountered today.

"Is this what we grow in our own field?"

The wife looked at her husband and cared about the watermelon in the field today: "Yes, it was planted in our field, and the ground is a little dry today, even if it is watered, this watermelon has not grown much." ”

"That's right, the biggest watermelon is so big, but you don't know that the kid surnamed Chen, the watermelon in his place grows big and round, like a basin, don't you think it's strange?" Ren Yan described exaggeratedly.

When my wife heard this, she showed a surprised expression: "What you said is true, such a big watermelon is rare, we are next to his land, it stands to reason that we are not bad at growing such a big watermelon, maybe a few seedlings are Lailai Baba." ”

"I'll just say it's strange, he said that his fertilizer is good, and I don't see anything good, I think it must be to make black money, and add a ripening agent to it, causing the watermelon to grow big and round. ”

As soon as Ren Yan mentioned this, he confirmed the idea in his heart.

Although all this was his suspicion, he was stunned when he heard it with his wife: "I just can't imagine that this kid is still a college graduate, and he has been reading for so many years in vain doing these immoral things, and he is not as good as us farmers!"

"Alright, don't talk about these useless things, is the meal ready? I'm dying of hunger. After Ren Yan complained like his wife, his heart was happy.

The wife took a bowl of rice and handed it to Ren Yan, and then went out with the bowl to chat with others.

When gossiping with others, I mentioned the strange things my wife said.

And the people began to discuss.

After all, Chen Yi is one of the few people in the village who graduated from college, and they know that in order to make money, he uses ripening agents to ripen watermelons, and they all say that he has no conscience to do such a thing.

All of a sudden, these rumors spread, and the more they spread, the more true they became.

Chen Yi didn't know anything about all this, and happily carried a box of watermelons to sell.

This time, I had the experience of selling melons last time, so I deliberately took a knife to cut the watermelon, cut it in half and put it on the board, and came to the vendor.

"How do you get this watermelon?How much is a pound?" Chen Yi rode to the cart on a tricycle and asked the vendor.

The vendor saw that the person in front of him was a little familiar, as if he had come to buy melons a few days ago and made a fuss, looking at his watermelon, smelling the sweet taste, and directly pinched half of it and tasted it.

"My mother, why is your watermelon so sweet? It's big and round, and there's no ripening agent!"

On this hot day, even if there is no ice, not only quench your thirst but also quench the heat.

Chen Yi didn't stop him, after all, this vendor specializes in selling watermelons, so he naturally knows what is good about his watermelons.

"How can I use a ripening agent for this watermelon, can a watermelon with a ripening agent be so sweet?"

The vendor ate three petals, and was a little embarrassed, so he wiped his mouth: "Your watermelon is good, it's delicious." I collect watermelons for one dollar and one pound, what do you think? I lose you 1 yuan and 5, and I want all this car!"

"Young man, I charge two yuan for this car, your watermelon is not at the same grade as what they sell, this 1 yuan 5 is too cheap!"

The last few stalls specializing in watermelons leaned over one after another.

Chen Yifei didn't expect his watermelon to become a hot item, and after some discussion, they chose the highest price and sold it.

In the end, this cart of watermelons was really weighed, and more than 100 catties were sold for hundreds of yuan.

There is no way, the melons that have been planted so hard are already the highest price when sold for two or three yuan a catty.

After all, there is a layer of transportation exploitation on it, and when it appears in the eyes of the public, in supermarkets, high-end shopping malls, the price does not know how many times.

Chen Yi looked at a few red banknotes in his hand, put them in his pocket, cleaned up the tricycle, and prepared to go home.