The wild boar was thrown by Wang Ping'an at the door of the melon shed, and he went to the pond again to take a bath before returning to the shed to sleep.

The big yellow dog lies next to the wild boar, smells its smell, and wants to keep it in mind, and then bites a few bites from time to time to relieve the hatred in his heart, and by the way, practice his teeth.

After sleeping until dawn and hearing the barking of the big yellow dog, Wang Ping'an opened his eyes.

Outside the melon shed, the surprised voice of his father Wang Degui came: "My mother, what is this? Wild boar is dead? Who did this?"

The big yellow dog suddenly held its head high, its tail wagged like a hot wheel, stuck out its tongue, hehehehe, and made a strange exhalation sound.

"Did you do it? Do you think you're a Tibetan mastiff?" Lao Tzu doesn't believe it!" Wang Degui obviously didn't believe in the pompous big yellow dog.

The big yellow dog was very hurt, glanced at the melon shed, and immediately lowered his head.

Wang Ping'an pushed open the curtain and walked out, and saw that his father was still sitting on the ground, obviously scared just now, and the big yellow dog lost the excitement just now, lying next to the wild boar, and bit a few bites again.

"Dad, why do you get up so early? I sit on the ground early in the morning, and I am not afraid of catching a cold?" Wang Ping'an had already put on his clothes, but the muscles on his body were too obvious, and he was stronger than before.

"......" Wang Degui was speechless, do you think I am willing to sit on the ground?

"Last night, this wild boar plagued our watermelon, and I stoned it to death. Hybridized wild boars, isn't it illegal?"

"It's not illegal! But the focus isn't here, right? You can kill a wild boar with a stone, is the wild boar stupid, or am I stupid? I don't believe it!"

Wang Degui had already stood up from the ground, walked to the side of the wild boar and observed it carefully, estimating that the wild boar was at least one hundred and seventy or eighty pounds, barely an adult wild boar.

Such a wild boar, when it is full of energy, has a violent attack power, an agility bonus, and can be stoned to death, so what is the use of a shotgun?

"Yesterday I sold the watermelon for ten yuan a catty, and you don't believe it, and you still say that you are not stupid?" Wang Ping'an made up for it.

"It's too much, don't hit people in the face!" Wang Degui glanced at his son a few more times, and felt that his son was not the same as before.

It's as strong as a little tiger, when did it develop, why didn't I pay attention to it? I usually care too little about my son?

Wang Degui fell into deep self-blame.

The motorcycle tricycle came, originally loaded with watermelon, but now Wang Degui decided to load this wild boar first without saying a word, whether it is to eat it at home or sell pork, it is a lot of income.

"Erbao, come and help the handle, let's lift the wild boar onto the motorcycle three-wheeler. After Wang Degui was confused, he was excited, holding the pig's head with both hands, waiting for his son to respond.

"You get out of the way, I'll move it myself. Wang Ping'an waved his hand in disgust and asked his father to stand aside.

"......" Wang Degui was stunned, and didn't think about how to respond for a while.

Wang Ping'an bent down, as if holding a leather ball, easily picked up the wild boar and threw it on the motorcycle tricycle.

"......" Wang Degui felt that he really should care more about his son, he had so much strength, he didn't know? How long has it been since I saw him doing farm work? What a defeated mother!

Laiwang and Wang Deming's family also came to pick watermelons, parked the wind three wheels, and saw that Wang Degui's three wheels were loaded with a wild boar, and immediately screamed.

"Brother Degui, are you really capable, you actually killed a wild boar?" Wang Deming exclaimed, this is not pretending.

"No, it may have been killed by hitting a stone, I got up early this morning and saw it lying in my melon field, so I and Erbao carried it into the car. Haha, when the pig slaughterer in the village takes care of it, I will send you a few catties of good meat to taste. ”

For some reason, Wang Degui chose to lie, and at the same time gave Wang Ping'an a look, afraid that he would leak his mouth.

"The feng shui of your land is so good, the watermelons grown can be sold for ten yuan a catty, and the wild boars can be killed by themselves, which is a treasure of feng shui. Wang Deming exclaimed.

"Haha, that seems to be the case. Let's not talk about it, I'll send this wild boar back and let Erbao pick the watermelon here first. After Wang Degui finished speaking, he drove away on three wheels of the motorcycle.

Yesterday afternoon, Laiwang's family had picked a lot of watermelons, and they were worried that today's watermelons would not be enough to sell, so early in the morning, they were going to pick more.

Wang Ping'an greeted Laiwang's family, and picked watermelons with his head bored, whether the watermelons were ripe or not, in fact, they were quite easy to identify.

The three or four whiskers before and after the guati are dried up, such a watermelon is ripe, and the ripe watermelon, the markings of the melon skin are evenly diffused, and the raw melon skin markings are squeezed together.

As for the sound recognition method that circulates outside, it is too subjective to shoot watermelons and listen to the sound recognition, because each variety is different, and the sound of shooting is also different.

When the customer was buying watermelon, he took pictures for a long time, listened for a long time, and chose one that he thought was ripe.

When I went home, everything was really cooked, so I was complacent, feeling that I had mastered the true meaning of choosing watermelon.

But I didn't know that the watermelons that the customers took were all ripe, because only foolish melon farmers would pick a large number of raw watermelons.

As for those profiteers who specialize in picking raw watermelons, for more weight, and for long-term storage and transportation, they are not in this category.

When Wang Ping'an chose watermelons, his brows furrowed slightly, because he found that at least more than seventy percent of his watermelons were ripe.

This is not a good phenomenon, if the watermelon is ripe in large quantities at the same time, it is too late to sell.

This shows that the number of melons and vines that are growing, flowering and fruiting is too scarce, which means that the melon vines are undernourished and are about to die, and they are not far from the garden.

However, the watermelon in Wang Ping'an's house is only in this situation because he sprayed Shennong mineral water and ripened it quickly.

"It's too slow to rely on me to sell day by day, and when I go into the city today, it's better to find a fruit wholesaler and ask them to send a car to pull it, or even send someone to the field to pick it, so that I can save trouble." ”

Wang Ping'an picked seventy or eighty watermelons, and all of them were moved from the field to the side of the road, only to see his father driving a three-wheeled motorcycle, rushing in a hurry.

"Son, it's not that I'm deliberately lazy, but the people in the village know that the wild boar was killed in our melon field, so they all asked curiously, and even went to our house to see the wild boar, chatted with them a few words, and delayed time. ”

Wang Degui was a little embarrassed and weak-hearted, because he found that his son was almost done with his work.

"Heh, it's not like you're bragging and can't keep your mouth shut? You carry the watermelon into the car, and I'll go back to eat first. ”

"You kid, how can you talk to your father? I'm a hospitable person, can I call it bragging? Okay, okay, you go back first, and I'll do the rest." ”

When Wang Ping'an took the big yellow dog home, Laiwang's family was still picking watermelons, and the watermelons had obviously piled up the body into a spire, but they still didn't stop.

"If you pick so many at once, if you can't sell it out, it won't be fresh, and it will be more difficult to sell. Wang Ping'an frowned, he had persuaded him just now, but they didn't listen, and it would be boring to persuade him again.