Facing his cousin Wang Youjun's questioning, Wang Ping'an was stunned for a moment, why can't you sell it at a high price, it's my business?

It's your own stupidity.

However, as a primary school graduate who loves five stresses, four beauties and three loves, he must not be so rude.

Civilization and harmony are the new fashion of today.

"Hmm, do you say it again?" Wang Ping'an threw the stone like a leather ball, staring at Wang Youjun with an unkind expression.

Wang Youjun plucked up his courage and said stubbornly: "I, I...... Why is it that the watermelons you grow are so delicious that they can be sold at a high price, while the tomatoes and cucumbers I grow have a mediocre taste and no one buys them at a high price?"

"Because you're not planting watermelons! Wang Ping'an replied with sincerity.

"Ah, is this the reason?" Wang Youjun was puzzled, but watermelons could not be replanted, could not be planted continuously, and had to take turns planting different crops.

"Yes, definitely. Wang Ping'an said firmly.

"Okay, when I get this batch of tomatoes and cucumbers cheap, I'll plant watermelons. After Wang Youjun finished speaking, he turned around and left.

In front of Wang Ping'an, he felt endless pressure, especially the big stone in his hand, like throwing a leather ball, if it fell on his head, would he be particularly wronged?

The watermelon can be replanted, the head is broken, but there is nowhere to repair it.

"Alas, I haven't finished my sentence yet, why did I leave? You must have grown watermelons that taste good, but no matter how delicious they are, they can't compare to the watermelons I grow. ”

"......" Wang Youjun had already walked away, and he didn't look back, so he shouldn't have heard the last sentence.

Wang Ping'an shrugged, feeling that he was so innocent, these young people were too impatient, they left without waiting for them to finish speaking, and when something happened, they should come to him to question the reason.

When my cousin grows watermelon and finds that it tastes wrong, and comes to trouble again, how can I reply?

Alas, the reason is not easy to find, it is easier to beat him up.

If you can't solve it in one meal, then you will always beat him down.

In today's society, peace and fraternity are also important.

However, history has shown that peace often requires war.

"Change the basin for the kitchen knife, change the toy for candy, change the daily necessities ......"

Wang Ping'an's musings were interrupted by the shouts of the small traders, which were the sound of loudspeakers that could be heard in most of the village.

Recently, small traders only accept old things such as copper coins and porcelain, and even porcelain fragments that have been washed by the flood from nowhere, which is very popular with children.

Because of this, the children will look for porcelain fragments in the ditch every day, and some children are smart, in order to be able to exchange a few more candies, they smashed their own bowls, and took the fragments to exchange for candy, and they actually succeeded.

At this moment, both adults and children were enthusiastic for a while, and when they saw similar small traders entering the village, they excitedly surrounded them, wanting to change something.

"A bunch of fools!" the neighbor's eldest brother Copper Lock, with a sleepy look, walked to the side of the road, looked in the direction of the small vendor's shouting, and spat angrily.

I don't know if he scolded the small traders, or scolded the villagers who watched and exchanged things.

"Brother Copper Lock, it's rare for you to come out to play recently, what are you busy doing at home?" Wang Ping'an greeted him from afar.

"I've lost playing cards recently, and I'm annoyed about it, so let's not talk about it, go back and sleep again. The copper lock replied weakly, turned around and went back to his small courtyard.

Wang Ping'an pursed his lips, feeling that the copper lock was not telling the truth, but it didn't matter, who didn't have a little secret, he was a reincarnated immortal, was he proud?

Thinking of this, Wang Ping'an threw the big stone in his hand and sat by the river to rest.

At the same time, observe the other side of the pond and the middle of the road, and think about the construction of the hotel, no matter how toss the hotel, it cannot delay its own fish farming, which is the premise.

What's more, to complete the various tasks released by the unreliable Shennong system, that is the only chance for him to return to the immortal world.

As a failed reincarnated immortal, life is so confusing.

"Master, what are you doing with the old man?" Doctor Tang's voice suddenly wasn't far away.

Wang Ping'an turned his head and glanced at him, he was a lot older, his hair and beard were gray, and he actually pestered himself all day long, proclaiming that he was his master, it was really ...... It's so touching, maybe it's sincerity.

Therefore, Wang Ping'an is too lazy to refute this title now, he can call it if he likes it, anyway, he doesn't teach him Shennong acupuncture.

"Master, someone has recently exposed my whereabouts, and there are many rich people in the imperial capital, crying and shouting that they want to come to me for medical treatment, and the person who moves the fastest is already on the way. However, the accommodation in the village is very poor, is there any way you can solve it?"

"Oh, you seem to be quite famous. Wang Ping'an glanced at him in surprise, and then said, "If there are really patients who come to see you, you can let them stay in a small hotel in the town, or you can go to the villagers' homes to spend the night, and just give some money for one night." ”

Doctor Tang respectfully reminded: "They are rich people, real rich people, it is better to take the opportunity to open a hotel in the village, and they can make some hard-earned money." Moreover, with so many patients, it is also a problem to eat at ordinary times, and opening a small restaurant, as long as it tastes good, there are no customers. ”

"Huh?" Wang Ping'an heard the taste, this is Doctor Tang sending benefits to himself, this matter, he can let his father Wang Degui come forward, and it is done, this is word of mouth, this is political achievements.

After Doctor Tang finished speaking, he didn't dwell too much on it, and left with a smile.

He felt that Wang Ping'an would one day be captured by his sincerity...... I can see that I am truly learning from a teacher. As for the matter of fire ginseng, let it be.

And after he made a phone call and made his whereabouts public, so many rich people came from thousands of miles to see a doctor, which is the best embodiment of proving his worth.

After Wang Ping'an recognizes his own value, he will definitely treat him differently.

Wang Ping'an looked at the back of Doctor Tang leaving, and then looked at the direction of the Chinese medicine base, and always felt that they were all tying themselves up, desperately trying to send benefits to themselves.

Could it be that the attraction of that ginseng to them is so strong?

"When I have time, I will pick that ginseng back and make wine and drink it!"

Wang Ping'an thought so in his heart, but took out the phone and called Wang Deli, the village party secretary.

"Uncle, where are you now? Oh, I'm having a meeting with my dad in the village committee...... Okay, I'll come over later, there's something I need to discuss with you in person. ”

After making the call, Wang Ping'an asked Laiwang and the war committee to look at Taoyuan, and he drove a pickup truck to the village committee.

The problem of investing in the land of the hotel, you need to find the village committee to solve it, although it is a wasteland, but the ownership is still somewhat controversial, in order to have no trouble in the future, it is worth paying some money and spending some time now.

One is renting, the other is buying, both are cabbage prices, and you can easily get the right to use this wasteland.

After entering the village committee, Wang Ping'an saw the village party secretary, the village head, and the village accountant sitting on the sofa, drinking tea and chatting.