Chapter 112: The melons and fruits are ripe
In the next few days, Yang Chengzhi fed the animals in the backyard as usual, went out to add some space water to the reservoir and reservoir, went to the small winery to see the progress of winemaking, and then went to the construction site of the school to supervise it, and then went home to play chess, drink tea, and chat with Mr. Sun.
They didn't know that just because they lived in Yangjiagou, where there were only about 100 households, there had been a major earthquake in the officialdom of Pingcheng and even various cities in Sanjin, and many officials who violated the law and discipline were dismissed one after another.
In particular, in the Pingcheng officialdom, five deputy mayors, three were shuanggui, and the case of Shi Kuan's father and son investigated and dealt with a large number of moths that hid in various departments in Pingcheng for violating laws and disciplines.
In the process of this rectification, Yang Chengzhi, who was far away in Yangjiagou and leisurely, did not know that he had become the fuse of the rectification of the officialdom of Sanjin, and his name was also well known to some high-level officials in Sanjin.
Several feudal officials in Sanjin Province couldn't imagine how a young man nesting in Yangjiagou could become a full-time doctor for Old Man Sun. And Old Man Sun still lives in this young man's house.
I heard from the people who came to inquire that the old man was quite comfortable in Yangjiagou. Some well-intentioned officials took Yang Chengzhi's name to heart and wanted to find an appropriate time to go to Yangjiagou and get to know this young man who seemed to be a peasant.
In the rectification of Pingcheng officialdom, Governor Huang Zhijun made a special call to Mr. Sun to report the results of the rectification. I hung up.
And Huang Zhijun, who was trembling and waiting for Mr. Sun's reprimand, heard the words that he had done a good job, as comfortable as eating ginseng fruit, which was good, indicating that the old man was more satisfied with the work they had done.
At lunch at noon that day, Duan Shoujun told Yang Chengzhi that the peaches and cherries in the orchard were ripe.
Yang Chengzhi patted his head after listening, he didn't know what he was busy with these days, and even forgot these things, he knew that the fruits in the yard could be picked and sold, and the peaches and cherries in the orchard he forgot all about it, in the afternoon, Yang Chengzhi went out for a turn, and the vegetables in the vegetable field were still a fire color, and the vegetable seedlings more than one meter high were full of colorful vegetables. In the melon field next to the vegetable field, the skin of watermelon and melon has become lighter, and there are small cracks on the skin of melon with reddish-brown melon juice.
The watermelon in the melon field in the morning, not hanging dewdrops are all ripe, and those hanging dewdrops are basically not ripe, when there is no dewdrop, look at the color of the melon skin, the color of the melon skin becomes lighter, the melon grain is small, and the melon grain is ripe, the darker the relative color, the thicker the melon pattern is not ripe.
The same is true for melons, which have tiny cracks that ooze out the juice and are sweeter and more fragrant than similar melons. He knew that the watermelons and melons in the field could be sold.
The peach trees in the orchard are more than three meters high and the thickness of the bowl mouth are hung with pink and tender, exuding an attractive aroma of fairy peaches, and the peaches of half a catty size bend the peach branches.
Fortunately, earlier, Yang Chengzhi saw that the fruit trees were flourishing, so he found someone to use some wooden sticks to support the trunks of the fruit trees, otherwise, the branches of these fruit trees would have been crushed by some heavy fruits.
These peaches are big and have a good color, Yang Chengzhi reached out and picked one, there are very few fine fluff on the peaches, he took out a paper towel from his pocket and wiped it a few times, took a bite, the fragrance was overflowing, the peach juice flowed sideways, the blood-red flesh melted in his mouth, and there was an indescribable deliciousness.
Yang Chengzhi nodded, although these peach trees were bought back from outdated fruit trees, they could be delicious under the action of space water, and the taste of the peaches on the peach trees dug up in Shennongjia in the space was not as good as there, and they were a hundred times stronger than those big immortal peaches sold in the market.
After eating a big peach, Yang Chengzhi touched his bulging lower abdomen and walked towards the cherry trees planted not far away, and the cherry trees hung clusters of purple-red cherries.
Under the action of space water, the cherries bought back by Yang Chengzhi are not as bright red as the cherries sold in the street market, and the cherries in the orchard are all purple red, as dazzling as purple diamonds, all as big as hawthorns, exuding a rich fragrance, and the sparse leaves can't cover the clusters of purple red cherries that are close to each other like grapes.
Yang Chengzhi picked a few with his hands, wiped off the gray layer of frost on the cherries, and the purple-red cherries were even more crystal clear in the sun, as if a sparkling purple diamond was placed in the palm of his hand.
Take a bite, the thin peel is broken at the touch, the sweet and sour juice flows into the mouth, the whole body is indescribably comfortable, and there is still a faint milky fragrance in the mouth after eating, Yang Chengzhi can't help but praise "good things, really delicious", took out the bag that had been prepared from his pocket, and picked a big bag of peaches and cherries, Yang Chengzhi wandered back to the house, the old man in the house, Wang Haiyan, Jia Danping, Zhao Liqing and the bodyguard Zhang Tao were drinking tea and chatting, Yang Chengzhi handed the bag to Jia Danping and asked her to put the peaches, The cherries were cleaned, and after two or three minutes, Jia Danping's washed peaches and cherries were brought up and put on the coffee table, Yang Chengzhi pointed to the peaches and cherries in the fruit bowl and said, "You taste these are the peaches and cherries in our orchard."
Several people looked at the peaches and cherries in the fruit bowl and were also stunned, they didn't know the situation of the peaches and cherries in the orchard, and they were also surprised to see the pink and tender peaches and purple and red cherries in the fruit bowl, Wang Haiyan. Old man Sun. Zhang Tao is also a person who has seen the world, and it is easy to say that they have never seen such a good-looking cherry with a rich aroma.
Several people picked up the cherries in the fruit bowl, tasted a few, and after eating, their eyes lit up, and they all praised: "It's so delicious, and there is a milky fragrance."
Wang Haiyan immediately went into the kitchen and filled half of the cherries in a bag, saying: "This is a beauty product, with such good cherries, my skin will definitely be better." After finishing speaking, he pedaled up to the second floor, and used the cherries he had just picked back to beautify, and Yang Chengzhi and a few people in the living room were stunned, this change was too fast.
Jia Danping muttered in a low voice: "Haiyan seems to have just washed her face and put on makeup."
See people in the living room eating peach. Cherries, Yang Chengzhi went to the yard again, and took a look at the plums and apricots planted in the yard last year, the plums in the courtyard are purple and black like jade, and the apricots are orange and yellow like gold, all of them are as big as eggs, and they taste sweet and sour.
The fruits of those precious fruit trees in the backyard are ripe, exuding an attractive fragrance, purple and black drunken plums, pale golden pears, and orange-yellow Qingxin fruits are all bright and dripping on the branches.
Even the kind of fruit that was not ripe in those days and was later named Qingmu Fruit, the color also had the original green to light green, it seems that the Qingmu fruit is also ripe, looking at the fruit in the courtyard, Yang Chengzhi gave Luo Xueyan of Jinyang. Li Shuya from Pingcheng called and asked them to bring a car to pick ripe melons and fruits tomorrow, Luo Xueyan and Li Shuya heard that the melons and fruits planted could be picked, and they couldn't wait to go to Yangjiagou immediately, they all knew that the melons, fruits and vegetables planted by Yang Chengzhi were the best of the best.