Lao Liangtou looked at the handful of tickets in Wan Feng's hand, his face turned green, he didn't understand whose bear child had so much money.

"If you don't sell it, I'll leave. ”

Of course Lao Liangtou was sold, isn't it a bastard if you have money!

Lao Liangtou turned around and went into the garden to pick three melons and came out.

Peel off the skin of the melon with a knife and bring it to your mouth and take a bite.

First of all, it is crisp, and the flesh of the melon makes a slight clicking sound in the mouth, and the second is sweet, very sweet! This is the kind of natural sweetness that is essentially different from the melons that Wan Feng had eaten in the previous life with saccharin.

It's only rained.

After the rain, the sweetness of fruits and melons on the trees or not away from the seedlings will be greatly affected, and the sweetness of some fruits will temporarily disappear and become sassy and have no taste.

The melons that Lao Liangtou has planted all his life are really not covered, the melons after the rain are so sweet, if it doesn't rain, will the teeth be sweet?

The last advantage of his melon is that there are fewer seeds in it, and more flesh in the melon.

In the melon, the melon planted by Lao Liangtou is definitely the best.

Wan Feng Kaka killed two in a row, and the last one really couldn't be eaten.

"How much is a pound?"

"Three points. ”

"Ah, it's so expensive! Old man, you don't think I'm a kid and bullied me for not knowing how to count, do you?"

Lao Liangtou snorted coldly: "This is the price of the park, and I sell it for five cents in the market." ”

The price was very reasonable, the old man did not deceive, and the fruit was only about five cents a pound at that time.

"Give me two cents, pick a good one. He threw out two cents as he spoke.

Lao Liangtou reflexively entered the garden and picked more than ten melons without much effort, and weighed them well.

"These are seven catties of melons, count two cents for you. ”

How can I take this home without even a plastic bag?

Wan Feng thought about it, took off his clothes, tied his two sleeves, and put the melon in.

"Old man, how many melons can you produce in this melon field?" Wan Feng did not leave, but opened the idle article.

"A few thousand pounds. ”

"Ahh

"How can it be so exaggerated, these melons can be sold by me alone, and they can be sold for more than a thousand catties in less than one season. ”

"What about the rest?"

"It's all rotten!"

I'll go, what a waste this is! This old man can't sell you, why do you plant so much?

"Old man, I'm going to buy some melons from you and sell them, you give a preferential price. ”

"Huh, you want to sell melons?"

"Why don't you look like me? Wan Feng asked rhetorically.

"Of course not, where do you look like a melon seller. ”

"I'm not joking with you, I'm serious, I'll pick up the goods tomorrow morning. ”

Old Liang Tou looked at this Wan Feng with an expression that didn't look like a joke: "You really want to sell melons?"

"I'm doing a good deed to help you share your worries, and you can give me the best price. ”

"There is no discount, and the price of leaving the park is three points. ”

"I'll take out three cents to earn two cents, am I too idle to do anything? Anyway, you can't sell your melons yourself, I help you sell some points, you will make extra money, you can calculate the account in it." ”

Lao Liangtou thought for a while: "Two cents and a pound can't be less." ”

"One point and five! I can help you sell at least 100 catties a day, until the melons are lowered, how about it?"

A stubble of melons from the opening of the garden to the opening of the pot to the bottom of the pot is only half a month and twenty days, and he can be regarded as opening a new financial road this summer.

Lao Liangtou thought for a minute and said helplessly: "You little devil is accurate, my melons can only rot if they are not sold, and the conscience of the old man who bullied me is greatly damaged." ”

"Old man, this is a win-win situation, at least you can sell more than a dozen yuan for this melon, and I will also make thirty or twenty dollars, isn't it all happy, how can you say that I am bullying you? Give me a few more melons." ”

"What! I didn't count the money for you to eat those two or not, and you still want to take advantage of my old man?"

"Don't be so stingy, it's good to say the two words of reluctance, how can you get it if you don't give up. ”

Lao Liang snorted angrily and went into the yard to pick a few more melons, and threw them in front of Wan Feng angrily.

"Old man, if the weather is good tomorrow, I'll come at half past six in the morning, you can give me sixty pounds first, okay, don't fool me with some cat-headed and dog-eared things, and go." ”

Wan Feng picked up his clothes full of melons, put them on his shoulders and walked north.

It took more than ten minutes to go down the mountain beam before Wan Feng swayed to his grandmother's house, and it was already about four o'clock in the afternoon.

Grandma let out a series of sighs when she heard that the melon was bought: "It's a pity that this money is paid, buy melons to eat, you are a loser, your mother has to beat you here." ”

Grandma's words, Wan Feng naturally couldn't refute them, but just grinned and found two long baskets from Grandma's house.

It's the kind of basket that is oval-shaped.

The basket was covered in dust and cobwebs, and it hadn't been used for I don't know how long.

This thing is all wicker weaving and can't be washed with water, so Wan Feng took the trouble to wipe it with a rag until his uncle and aunt finished work.

"What are you doing with it?" asked Zhuping strangely.

"Do business. ”

"What are you going to do again?" Zhu Ping squatted down beside Wan Feng.

"Want to know?"

"Of course I want to!" Zhu Ping admires this nephew from the bottom of his heart now, so he is interested in knowing what Wan Feng is messing up with.

"If you want to know, wipe that basket clean for me. ”

"What! Tell your brother-in-law to do the work? Hey, hey, I'm your uncle. "Zhuping is gone.

"What's wrong with my uncle, do you want to do it? ”

"Shaojiao's nephew. Having said that, Zhu Ping still picked up a slightly damp rag and began to wipe the other basket.

After more than ten minutes of labor, the nephew and uncle finally wiped the pair of baskets like new.

"Now tell me what you're going to do with this basket. ”

"Sell one thing. ”

"What's that?"

"I won't tell you. ”

Zhu Ping rolled his eyes, and his work was done in vain.

At this time, my grandfather also came back from work, and it was time to eat.

The staple food for dinner is bud rice porridge, and the dish is potato stewed beans.

After eating, grandma took out a pot of washed melons and placed them heavily on the dining table.

"Where did you come from?" asked Zhuping.

"The loser bought it. Grandma said angrily.

Zhu Pingcai doesn't care who is a loser, pick up one and eat it.

One bite and an exclamation: "Old Liangtou's melon!"

Lao Liangtou's melon is so famous, and my uncle actually knows that it is Lao Liangtou's melon when he takes a bite.

"Hehe, uncle, give me an honest explanation, how many times have you stolen Lao Liangtou's melon?"

As soon as this question came out, Zhu Ping laughed: "Haha! I seem to have stolen it a few times before, but I haven't stolen it once in the past few years, really!"

It's a, I'd believe it's weird.