After listening to Aunt Seven and Aunt Nine chatting for a while, Bian Rui understood, it turned out that Aunt Nine saw that melons outside the mountains were selling well last year, so she planted a batch at home this year, but now there is a problem.

It's not that the price of melons has fallen, but that her family can't sell them at the price they sell, the reason is that several villages outside the mountains have joined forces to specialize in planting melons, and people have channels and quantities. But a good price is for your own villagers, if you want to sell it, you have to sell it according to other people's prices, no one will be kind enough to use their own channels to make money for others, so Aunt Jiu was blind.

The melons in the fields are sold for a piece of five pounds, and if she wants to sell them, she doesn't want any more.

Don't say that people bully you, your village has no right to speak, whether you let people make money or not, people don't care at all. This is similar to the rice produced in Bianjia Village and nearby villages, which means that it is sold, and other villages want to use this to sell their own rice, and several nearby villages will definitely not be happy, even if it is good rice!

"How many catties do you have in the field?" Bian Rui asked.

"More than 4,000 catties! Nine cents and one pound excluding the cost, you can earn back one or two thousand yuan after so much effort?" Aunt Jiu said.

"Can't your cousin talk to you?" the seventh aunt asked.

"It's only nine cents, otherwise it's seven cents!" Aunt Jiu said.

Bian Rui thought for a while and said: "I'll help you ask, see if I can help you digest a part, I can't pack a ticket, but the price may not be high, it must not be compared with the supermarket, maybe three or four yuan, the amount is not much, at most it is a few hundred catties."

Bian Rui remembered that the Indian Motorcycle Club over there seemed to be a large-scale on-site event. If you don't say anything, you have to have two hundred people to see if you can consume a batch.

"No pesticides, right?" Bian Rui asked deliberately.

Aunt Jiu listened and replied: "I don't need money for pesticides, I'm not stupid, what can I do with things that can grow without medicine?"

"Yes, then I'll ask you when I go back at noon, I can't guarantee it," Bian Rui smiled.

"It's okay, whether you succeed or not, the aunt will appreciate it," Aunt Jiu said.

After saying that, it was Bian Rui's turn to cut rice, and Bian Rui began to get busy.

More than six acres of land were harvested in an hour and a half, not only did they harvest cleanly, but they also took off the grains while harvesting. Pulled the rice back to the village, the rest of the thing is to dry the rice, now the village wheat drying field is needless to mention, at this time the evening drying field is the most crowded time, but fortunately, there is also a drying field in front of Bian Rui's yard, and now the house is his own son's, how can Bian Rui's father not dry in front of his son's door, go to the village to squeeze the drying field.

Pulling the rice to the gate of Bian Rui's yard, Bian Rui and his grandfather cleaned the slate yard, swept it clean and spread out the piled rice with a wooden lift to dry.

Someone has to watch the rice, otherwise it will be cheaper to run around the chickens, originally this should be done by Bian Rui, but Bian Rui's grandfather was really worried about Bian Rui, so he went out by himself, got a small stool and sat in the shade at the door of his grandson to watch the rice.

"You're going to Pearl again?"

Grandpa heard Bian Rui calling, so he asked.

Bian Rui said: "Well, help Aunt Jiu's family sell some melons, and now I have discussed three yuan and five pounds, and let his eleventh brother accompany me to deliver the goods when the time comes."

Grandpa nodded after hearing this, and felt that his grandson had done a good job, making people unable to gossip, so he thought about it and said: "Your ninth aunt was coaxed by her cousin, and before planting, she kept saying that she could charge a good price and guarantee that they would give him what price he would give to his family.

Bian Rui listened noncommittally on the side, there are too many things now, not to mention a table, a few of those liars didn't start from their own relatives, why is it because their relatives are wary of him, and now they are deceiving and deceiving, blocking all their paths, and also deceiving this person's heart.

Bian Rui just made a phone call to Hu Shuo and asked if he could add a stall when the car club was held, Hu Shuo found Zhou Zheng, because he was one of the founders of this car club, and Zhou Zheng happened to have no idea how to repay Bian Rui, so there was naturally no problem with this little thing.

However, Zhou Zheng also gave a request, to test the report, Bian Rui must also agree, what he sells is a face, and if he sells something to others, he will slap himself in the face.

As the grandfather and grandson were talking, there was a gurgling sound in their ears.

Bian Rui turned his head and saw a group of old hens walking towards the dried rice, observing his grandfather and grandson while walking, and saw that everyone was looking at him, and then stopped and stood in place.

"Thief!"

Bian Rui's grandfather scolded, and then shouted a big black.

The big black dog lying beside Grandpa Bian Rui jumped out at once when he heard this, and soon the barking of the dog and the sound of the rooster and the sound of the hen flapping its wings were intertwined.

Within two minutes, the group of thief hens were driven out of the drying field by Da Hei, and the diligent Da Hei watched the chickens leave, and then turned around and returned to Grandpa Bian Rui's feet.

"Fifth Master!"

As soon as the chickens left, Bian Rui's twelfth uncle walked down from the path on the hillside, still carrying a basket in his hand, and greeted Bian Rui's grandfather.

"Twelve, have you harvested the rice at home?"

"I haven't harvested it yet, it's our turn tomorrow, by the way, Fifth Master, has your family's rice been sold this year?" Uncle Twelve came to the two of them and put down the basket in his hand.

Bian Rui looked at it and found that the basket was full of peanuts, and the peanut shells were still moist with soil, and at a glance, he knew that the new peanuts had just been dug out of the ground.

"I didn't sell much this year, didn't Xiao Rui come back, and he also opened a small restaurant, and kept a lot of rice for him, what about your family?" Bian Rui's grandfather asked with a smile.

Uncle Twelve said: "Our family has been sold, the restaurant in the county town has come to collect it, and the price given is also very good, I think about selling this rice, and then buy rice to eat, and then buy rice to eat, one out and one in can also drop two dollars, the children in the family will soon graduate from college, and when the time comes, you have to ask for money to find a job or something, if you enter the city and settle down, the child wants to buy a house, we have to make up a little ......."

Bian Rui's grandfather couldn't help but nod his head.

Bian Rui didn't worry about his family when he was looking for a job, he hadn't graduated from college yet, Bian Rui bought a house in Mingzhu with his own cooking skills, but Bian Rui's grandfather knew the housing prices in the city, not to explain Zhu, only to say that the provincial city, that house has to go up with two million, without the support of the family, there are now a few children who can buy a house with their own ability.

"As soon as the child graduates, your life will be miserable!" said Bian Rui's grandfather.

Uncle Twelve smiled: "We want the children to come back, but the children are not happy, they are fascinated by the outside world, saying that everything in the village is convenient, this little rabbit cub, now life in the village is not convenient?

Bian Rui listened to Uncle Twelve counting his cousin, and then looking at the expression on Uncle Twelve's face, it didn't look like he was scolding a child, and the smile on his son's face was about to overflow.

"Little Nineteen, this basket of peanuts will be taken back by you, let the aunt wash it, put some salt and peppercorns and cook it, just cut it out of the ground" Uncle Twelve said to Bian Rui.

"So many?" Bian Rui asked

"What's more, it's just a matter of one or two meals when you cook it, and if you have something to do, pinch two as snacks," Uncle Twelve said with a smile.

Bian Rui was not polite when he heard it: "Thank you, Uncle Twelve!"

"Thank you, thank you, okay, Fifth Uncle, you are busy here, I'll go back" Uncle Twelve said.

"Uncle Twelve go slowly!"

Uncle Twelve hasn't taken two steps here, and Aunt Nine has rushed over.

"Yo, sister-in-law nine, what's wrong with you?"

Aunt Nine said: "I'll look for Xiao Nineteen and ask about the melon."

"Your melon?"

Seeing that Aunt Nine nodded, Uncle Twelve was in no hurry to leave, turned his head and turned back with Aunt Nine.

Bian Rui heard the conversation between the two, and when Aunt Nine arrived in front of her, he didn't wait for her to ask, so he opened his mouth and said: "Aunt Jiu, I contacted you, and in two days, you let Brother Eleven accompany me, the amount may not be too much, try it with a few hundred catties."

"A few hundred catties is also very good, but the dealer who sells a few hundred catties is more than a thousand catties" Aunt Jiu heard Bian Rui say this, and immediately became happy.

"The melons of the ninth sister-in-law's house are very good, but the price over there is too ruthless, and I want to say that the people outside the mountain are not authentic, and even the relatives are pitted!" Uncle Twelve said angrily.

Aunt Jiu sighed: "Forget it, plant a stubble today, don't worry about this next year, honestly plant our rice, work hard but don't have this anger."

"That's it, auntie, you pick a ripe and good-tasting melon in two days, and then Brother Eleven and I will set off early, maybe we will have to leave at four o'clock in the morning, because it will take two or three hours to get there."

"Okay, auntie listen to your arrangement!" said Aunt Jiu.

After discussing, Aunt Nine and Uncle Twelfth went to work separately, and Bian Rui took out the piano board and chiseled the piano board while talking to his grandfather.

"You're making this stuff all day long to sell it for money?"

Bian Rui's grandfather listened for a while, and couldn't help but open his mouth to ask.

Bian Rui replied: "No, practice your craft, I'm not happy if this piano is sold cheaply, and I guess no one will buy it if it's expensive, so let's make it and play it yourself."

Bian Rui's grandfather thought for a while and said, "I see that you have nothing to do all day long, and you make a lot of pianos at home, so why don't you go to the primary school to teach the children the piano."

As soon as he heard this, Bian Rui guessed that his grandfather probably felt that he didn't have an income all day, and now he was sitting and eating, thinking about finding some work for himself, although teaching students in elementary school couldn't make a lot of money, but it was better than not having a penny.

"Grandpa, don't worry about making money, I still have enough money here, and if I really don't have any money, I'll go find some work," Bian Rui said.

Hearing his grandson say this, Bian Rui's grandfather stopped mentioning it.

The grandfather and grandson watched the rice for an afternoon, and in the evening, the whole family came here, Bian Rui and his father were responsible for sweeping up the rice on the field and piling them into piles, while the grandparents and Bian Rui's mother spread the rice on the ground with plastic sheeting, and then moved the rice to the plastic sheeting.

When all the rice is piled into the plastic sheeting, and then the plastic sheeting is covered, even if it rains, the grain inside will not be wet.

Of course, this is an emergency solution, and if it rains for a day or two, you have to move the rice into the house.