On the gentle slope, the green melon vines that can not be seen at a glance, and the huge green-skinned watermelons lie in the melons like a big wild boar, which is very high above the melon vines.

In addition to the Canghai family, all the villagers have arrived, and they are smiling and looking at the big green watermelons all over the ground, and they can't close their mouths one by one, everyone knows that just looking at the appearance of this watermelon is a bumper harvest.

Not only the old and young masters of the village came, but even the bears and wild boars that were alive around also came, five or six bears were circling around the melon field, and in the corner about a hundred meters away from the bears, several groups of wild boars were crowded together, and they seemed to smell the ripe watermelon, and came to see if they could mix it.

Hu Shijie and Miao Zhengwei planted a small red flag next to them, although there was no momentum, but both of them had a satisfied smile on their faces.

"Director Hu, what do you say?" Miao Zhengchuan turned his head to Hu Shijie and asked.

Hu Shijie waved his hand: "Forget it, you can say a few words, let's hurry up and cut melons!"

"Okay!"

Miao Zhengwei took a small step forward, put his hands in front of his mouth, and said loudly: "I announce that this year's melon harvest season has officially begun!"

Hearing Miao Zhengwei say this, a group of old and young masters couldn't hold back any longer, picked up the sickle in their hands and rushed to the first field.

Smack!

Pat the melon first, hear the melon make a slightly dull sound to indicate that the melon is ripe, turn up the sickle and cut it at a foot of the ripe melon's seedlings, after a few knives, the watermelon will be separated from the melon vine, and a big watermelon will be picked like this.

It is impossible to count on how many watermelons are planted together, often one is ripe, and the rest of the melons are also ripe.

It is not enough for watermelons to be picked from the melon vines, each watermelon weighs more than 100 catties and goes up, the heaviest can be 1890, and it is almost as tall as an adult when it stands up, and it is completely unrealistic to expect one person to hold it. You can only roll down the slope gently, and when you get to the side, only people pile the watermelons together, inspect them, and then put them on a board truck and transport them back to the village, and then change the car to transport them to the factory.

When everyone was busy happily, there was one particularly conspicuous, that was Hu Lai'an, this kid grinded and grinded, and the sickle in his hand did not cut off a single melon vine, and Li Wan next to him frowned secretly. Li Wan frowned, now he can't be busy with his own affairs, where is he interested in caring about Hu Lai'an's lazy business.

After a while, dozens of watermelons rolled down and piled together, forming a hill of watermelons in the shade of the trees.

Akio Matsuda took a few Japanese people, each holding a detector like a square box in his hand, took the juice from the melon vine and waited for the number on the instrument to come out, and at the same time a label was punched out under the instrument, and then the label was attached to the watermelon.

Miao Zhengwei and Hu Shijie each rolled down a melon, and then took advantage of the time to drink water, and asked Matsuda Akio, "How is it?"

Akio Matsuda showed them the value on the watermelon: "The quality of Mr. Wei's melon is good, half a grade worse than the melon produced by Canghai last year, this one is a little worse, and it is half a grade worse than this melon......."

"Won't it?" Miao Zhengwei was a little dissatisfied, he felt that Canghai was about to have worms on his lazy body, how could the melons he grew be of higher quality than the villagers?

Akio Matsuda said: "Our data will not be wrong, we have already tested the melons of the Canghai family last night, and it is within the same level as last season, and the fluctuation of the number will not exceed 0.5." But the melons planted by the villagers are a little bit worse, like this pile of melons are of good quality, like that pile can also be said to be wrong, the outermost pile is not good, the melons are not only not good quality, but also the weight is too bad, we can't want such melons."

Miao Zhengwei and Hu Shijie followed Akio Matsuda to walk a few melon piles, and found that the watermelon in the last melon pile was obviously smaller than the melon pile next to it, if it was smaller than one or two circles, it would be nothing, but this melon pile was directly less than half or more, two melons were piled together, the melon pile was like a grandfather, and this melon pile was like a grandson.

Hu Shijie couldn't help frowning when he saw this melon, because this melon was planted by his grandson.

"Don't want this melon?" Hu Shijie wanted to fight for his grandson, no matter what, his grandson could be regarded as having made a lot of effort, so sell it for some money if he could.

Akio Matsuda stretched out his hand and took out the instrument, gently pulled Guati up, pinched out a little water drop on the instrument, and then shook it a few times, putting the value of the instrument in front of Hu Shijie's eyes.

Hu Shijie took a look and found that the value was only five, and the value of seven or eight was at every turn, and when he arrived at his grandson, he came directly to a five?

It's not that Hu Shijie wants to help his second grandson anymore, and he can't open his mouth, the difference in value is too big.

Akio Matsuda glanced at the lazy Lai'an, and nodded with a smile: "You have to urge more, if he grows watermelons like this, it will be a complete waste of land!"

Hu Shijie had a calm face and did not respond.

"Wei Wenkui's family, eight in one grade, fifteen melons above eight points in the excellent grade, and twenty-two melons from eight to eight to five ......" A Japanese over there read out loud the first pile of watermelon harvest, except for a few poor grades below seven .5, the vast majority of melons are in the good grade, and it is not a mistake to have fifteen excellent melons.

Wei Wenkui's family of four smiled and thought in their hearts how much money they could get for this pile of melons, and how much they could get for each person's head.

"Weigh it?"

Wei Wenkui nodded, and there were several factory people over there to help, directly weighing the watermelons one by one, and then writing down the weight of each melon under Wei Wenkui's gaze, and then constantly adding and accumulating.

Wei Wenkui saw that he finally weighed a few lowest-grade melons, and stretched out his hand to stop the workers: "Don't weigh this melon, I'll see what the inferior melons look like." Changsheng brought the melon saw!"

Wei Changsheng immediately responded happily when he heard this, turned around and ran back to the village, ready to take out the big saw at home.

Left a melon is not weighed, the staff in the factory went to the next melon pile, and began to keep sweeping the original code on the watermelon, and soon the grading of each watermelon was counted, Cangshiyuanjia, ten first-class melons, ten excellent grades, and fifteen good-grade melons...... Four medium-grade melons!"

The melons of the third uncle Cang Shiyuan's family are almost half less than those in Wei Changsheng's family, but fortunately, there are a lot of good melons. This is also a matter of no way, there are four people, and there are only two people in Cangshiyuan's family, and the cultivated area is not the same, and the number of melons is naturally different.

Waiting for the weight to be over, Cang Shiyuan smiled and left a medium-grade melon, but he didn't prepare to eat it himself, but directly pushed it to the open space next to him, and then pushed the medium-grade watermelon into the bear pile below the slope with one kick.

A group of bears had been sniffing the melon for a long time, and they had been standing next to it for a long time, and now they saw the watermelon rolling down, and they all ran towards the watermelon in high spirits.

A few big bears used their fat bodies to intercept the rolling watermelons, and then opened their mouths to feast.

It's just that everyone worked together to gnaw for a long time, and they didn't see the watermelon skin broken, but just ploughed out a mark on the melon skin.

A group of bears began to get anxious, and finally the strongest bear couldn't help it, stood up directly, raised his two front paws, stood on the watermelon, and then slammed into the middle waist of the watermelon.

Knock!

The sound of a bear pressing a watermelon is like playing a big drum, and it is particularly loud.

The strength of the bear is not something that a watermelon can hold, it can directly crack people's minds, the big bear pressed more than ten times, and the watermelon sent out a crack, and after a few strokes, the whole watermelon finally couldn't stand the force, and suddenly cracked into four or five pieces. The big bear standing on the watermelon also fell into a mess.

All the surrounding bears immediately rushed over, and the weak ones took a piece of watermelon and walked away, while the strong ones opened their mouths directly on the side of the melon and gnawed on a large piece of melon flesh.

The wild boars also smelled at this time, but they still resisted the temptation of food, and left these grumpy bears far away, watching the watermelon flesh decrease little by little, and the melon skin was thrown everywhere by a bunch of bears.

Starting from Cang Shiyuan's side, each family took out a medium-grade watermelon, piled it up at the bottom of the slope and fed it to the bears, and a group of bears were very happy.

After eating a few watermelons, a few bears seemed to be full, and one by one they lazily ran to the stream to take a shower, shook the water droplets on their bodies when they went ashore, and then found a cool shade near the melon field and lay down.

The bear swept the watermelon, leaving a field of melon skin, and after leaving, the wild boar that dragged the family with the mouth came over, for them the watermelon soil can not be eaten, but the watermelon skin is also delicious, seeing the bear go, a few litters of wild boars began to clean up the battlefield, and the place where the melon skin was thrown away was gradually clean again.

Sometimes nature is so wonderful, there are bears that eat delicious parts, there are wild boars that sweep leftovers, even if the watermelon falls into the grass, it is estimated that it will be eaten by ants and other threads, in short, there will be no leftovers.

The staff saw that the melons here were almost half smaller than the melons of other families, and they couldn't help asking, "How did this melon grow?"

Forty or fifty catties of melons look very good outside, but where is Sijiaping, Sijiaping watermelons are varieties of big melons, and it is so rare to grow such a small melon.

Although the melon is small, the staff still swept all the melons on the label, and finally came to the result that the most outstanding is only two intermediate melons, as for the money?

"Hu Lai'an, two intermediate-grade ones!" the staff shouted.

Hu Shijie, who was standing with Miao Zhengwei, felt that he was very faceless and embarrassed.

Miao Zhengwei smiled and comforted: "It's good if you can be brave after being ashamed, don't go to your heart."

Hu Shijie waved his hand: "I'm not so fragile, I just think that the two kids, Ping An and Lai'an, one is stupid and distressing, and the other is idle!"

Miao Zhengwei understands it in his heart, the first child gave birth to an intellectual problem, so it is natural to love a more normal child, love a normal child too much, and raise a normal child into a waste, which is also a reasonable thing.

"I don't accept it, why did everyone take it away, only my melon and no one wants it!" Hu Lai'an was anxious, he originally wanted to be lazy, not that he didn't contribute, but this kid was cheating and cheating, thinking that it would be understandable that he would be lazy even if he had less income in the end.

But now this result has shattered his wishful thinking, where is this less income, it is directly no income is good, not only no income, he Hu Ping'an is supposed to have to pay upside down, because the watermelon patent is not calculated according to how many watermelons you receive, he is calculated according to how many acres he planted, just these two medium melons, not enough to leave a fraction of the license.

"Your melons are not qualified, look at what things you have grown, and have the face to say?" Hu Shijie pointed at Hu Lai'an and roared.