God is very face-saving, both days are the sun, after the rice of Bian Rui's family was dried for two days, half of the drying field was given to the villagers, and their own family only used half, so that they had to use people to turn over the rice from time to time, so that the rice was exposed to the sun.

Don't worry about Bian Rui about drying rice, even if Bian Rui is not at home, there is no problem with a few old people in these jobs, not to mention that there are some juniors who come to help from time to time.

Bian Ruitian got up in the dark, and after washing, he drove the refrigerated truck, and dragged the small flatbed truck carrying the motorcycle behind the car to the field stalk of Aunt Jiu's house.

Aunt Jiu's family, as well as a few cousins and daughters-in-law who came to help, had already begun to pick melons at this time, and two or three baskets of melons that had been picked were already placed next to the stalks.

After Bian Rui arrived, he and Brother Eleven transported the picked melons to the car.

The basket is a small basket, made of rattan, which looks more expensive than a cardboard box, but in the village the account is not so calculated, the cardboard box costs money, the rattan basket does not need money, and everyone knows the craft of the basket, and there is no quality requirement, an old man can weave one in twenty minutes.

The basket is small, so it doesn't need to be fixed in the refrigerated truck, anyway, it is crowded and put on, and the small basket is spread flat all over the car.

An hour later, the car was loaded, Bian Rui closed the door, turned on the refrigeration mode, and jumped into the cab with Brother Eleven to go in the direction of Mingzhu.

It is definitely not cost-effective to take the highway, the car toll is a lot, so take the national highway, fortunately, the place of the car club is not in the center of the pearl, and the national highway is not a big deal if it is one or two minutes more.

It was dark and I set off from the village, and when it was almost eight o'clock, I arrived at the motorcycle club.

The main purpose of this meeting is to practice skills, the club invited professional motorcyclists to introduce you to the driving skills of motorcycles, of course, it is essential to sell things on such occasions, and most of the club's activity funds come from these sales.

The location of the car club is an old road in the suburbs, there are no cars from this side at all, and there is a large empty space next to it, and you can play any job.

When Bian Rui arrived, some staff members of the club had already put out knives and flags, and the practice field was also divided into blocks, and the most important thing was the two rows of tents on the side of the road, in addition to some cycling clothing, as well as the latest Indian exclusive cycling equipment brought by the Indian store.

As soon as Bian Rui's car stopped, he saw Hu Shuo, Xu Yifeng and Zhou Zheng surrounding him.

"If you don't sell melons, you won't come, right?" Zhou Zheng now called Bian Rui a warm welcome, and gave Bian Rui a big hug as soon as they met.

Bian Rui smiled: "What's the matter! The venue for this event is good, such a big place, last year's venue was too small, you have to turn back if you make two bends, good guy, now this place is almost more than two miles."

"There are more than 200 people who have signed up this year, and it is estimated that 400 people will arrive at the scene, and now these people are still on the way, you are considered to have come early," Hu Shuo said.

"Let me introduce, this is my eleventh brother, eleventh brother these are my friends" Bian Rui introduced the eleventh brother to the servants.

Brother Eleven is more introverted and doesn't talk much.

When the Bian Rui people arrived, Hu Shuo and the three of them helped to set up the stall and the awning, and the riders must be unified, and the stall of the small melon must also have a big Indian motorcycle LOGO.

Brother Eleven is more introverted, but it's not that he doesn't understand people's feelings, and after the stall was set up, he sent a basket of melons to the surrounding staff. It's kind of a visit to the dock.

"There's no problem with this melon, right?" Zhou Zheng took a bite of the melon, pulled Bian Rui to the side and asked in a low voice.

Bian Rui said: "You can rest assured that the things in our village are good, if a little pesticide is detected, I will pay ten times the compensation." How?"

Bian Rui still has confidence in Aunt Jiu's melon, and he doesn't need to say anything else, just that as soon as he gets this melon in his hand and smells it between his nose, the fragrance is much stronger than that of the melon in the ordinary vegetable field.

"It's not that it's not delicious, it's so delicious that I wonder if something was added," Zhou Zheng said as he bit the melon.

Bian Rui was speechless when he heard this: "This is the taste of normal melons, the ones bought in the vegetable market are ripe, and the raw melons are picked and transported to the market for sale.

"I believe you, I really can't believe the list of tests. Forget it, bring me a few baskets of this melon," Zhou Zheng said.

"You can take it back and test it with confidence," Bian Rui said.

The stall was set up, and Zhou Zheng also got a juicer here, and asked Brother Eleven to squeeze the melons into melon juice and sell them.

As a member, Bian Rui can't just sell melons when he comes, besides, he came with his own car, and there are people who teach for free, so Bian Rui doesn't want to miss this opportunity.

Riding around the venue a few times, Bian Rui went over to take a look at Brother Eleven's stall, and found that there were not as many people as he thought, originally thought that everyone had just arrived and didn't want to eat anything, but when it was noon, seven or eight small baskets were sold, and Bian Rui was a little confused.

The melons are indeed good melons, and they are naturally delicious, and the price is only half of that in the city, and no one is buying them now? Bian Rui thought that these melons would be sold out at noon at most, but who knew that even half of them were not sold now.

"So little?" Bian Rui asked Brother Eleven.

The eleventh brother is good-natured, and when he heard his cousin say this, he smiled and said: "How much is sold, this matter can't be forced!"

Bian Rui turned his head and looked around, the sound of more than 200 motorcycles made the venue look like a big factory, in addition to the sound of motorcycles, there were also a group of beautiful big girls, sitting behind motorcycles and shouting.

Every motorcycle is not even licensed at the top of ten tens of thousands, why can't you buy two melons! Bian Rui was a little puzzled.

Bian Rui also knew that this was not an urgent matter, and he had doubts in his heart, but he couldn't force people to buy it, business was not like this.

"Hey, Xiaobian, I haven't seen you in a long time".

Bian Rui turned his head and saw an old man in his sixties, wearing a black three-quarter helmet, a long-sleeved cycling shirt printed with a red skull on his upper body, a leather vest on the outside, leather pants on the lower body, and high-top medium-sized big scalp shoes on his feet.

On the back seat of the motorcycle sat a grandmother of about the same age, dressed as a couple with the old man, if you don't look at the faces of the two and the old man's snow-white goatee, from behind, ten out of ten people think it is a pair of young hipster men and women.

The old couple rode a retro Indian chieftain with a classic green and white bodywork.

"Old Man Wu, this time you two are also here?" Bian Rui greeted the old man with a smile.

"We're here again, but you kid haven't seen it these few times, I thought you weren't coming," said the old man with a smile.

"Eh, young man, bring us a melon!" said the old lady to Bian Eleven.

Bian Shiyi listened, quickly took a melon and put it on the scale, weighed it and quoted the price, and then quickly cut it into four pieces with a knife and handed it to the old lady.

The old lady took the melon, first took a girl and sent it to the old man's mouth, the old man took a bite before reaching out to take the melon, and the two old men showed their affection in front of Bian Rui.

Young people show is now common, but at the age of the old couple, it is the real dog food, although the old couple is old, but the mentality is not a lot, this love makes Bian Rui secretly praise himself in his heart.

"This melon is good! Wife, it's the taste of our former countryside."

"It's true, it's been a long time since I've eaten this kind of melon," the old lady also praised.

Bian Shiyi said: "If you two like it, I'll give you another one later!"

The old man laughed when he heard this: "You kid can't die in this business!

"Okay!" Bian Eleven dragged a small basket from the car while responding, and began to weigh the melons, a basket of melons is not much, that is, seven or eight, adding up to ten catties, after weighing, he took out a note and wrote the three words of the old man and put it aside.

"Let's go, run two laps?"

Bian Rui put on his helmet and began to run along the road with the old couple.

After running two laps with the old couple, Bian Rui began to worry about the melons, originally thinking that he could help Aunt Jiu's family sell a few hundred catties, but now it seems that he is a little too optimistic.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, there were still more than half of the melons in the car.

Bian Rui's brows couldn't help frowning.

"Bian Rui, Bian Rui, come here."

Bian Rui was upset here, and suddenly heard Zhou Zheng calling him, so he walked over to him.

came to the side of Zhou Zheng and a few people, and found that these people were squatting together in the pergola and talking nonsense.

Nine times out of ten, men are women, Zhou Zheng and Hu Shuo are no exception, if you want to talk about the quality of women, it is really not blowing, 80% of the girls on the scene are above 70, even if they are middle-aged aunts, when they look at their faces, they must belong to the kind that has a super high return rate when they go to the street.

"Hey, Bian Rui, what do you think of that girl?" Zhou Zhengnu pouted.

Following the direction indicated by Zhou Zheng, Bian Rui glanced at it.

I have to say that Zhou Zheng is very discerning, although the girl is wearing a mask and can't see her face clearly, but when she sees the Miaoman's curves and the tall figure, even if the face is average, the whole person can be above seventy.

The girl rides a black road master, wearing a crescent white riding suit, like an Indian motorcycle advertisement.

The girl who rides a heavy plane is a plus point when she walks on the street, and her slender figure is matched with a beast-like cruiser, so there is no need to say that the return rate is not only for men to look at women, but also to look back twice.

Softness and rigidity, strength and beauty are perfectly combined in this female knight.

At the same time, this female knight has taken the advantage of her figure to the extreme, there is meat where there should be meat, and there is absolutely no fat where there should be meat, and the temperament of the whole person riding on a motorcycle is wild with spirituality, giving people a refreshing feeling.

"Yes, are you going to do it again?" Bian Rui glanced twice, felt that the girl's figure was amazing, and then calmly withdrew his gaze, took a can of Coke Zero from Hu Shuo's side and drank it.

"He's already done it, but people don't care about him!" Xu Yifeng said with a smile.

Bian Rui listened to it and said, "And when Zhou Zheng was deflated?"

Zhou Zheng said with a smile: "It's not the first time I've been deflated, I'm used to it! Besides, our level lies in the process, and it doesn't matter what the result is!"

Grandfather's condition is stable, and the operation is quite successful, which makes Zhou Zheng return to his original temperament, as long as a single girl has to tease it, whether it is flirting or not, it has little effect on his mood.

Bian Rui and the others immediately gave him a thumbs up.

"Full marks for this forced outfit!"