Kuang Dejun said seriously: "Make a bet, do you dare?"

"Yes, what to bet on, you say!"

"If your hundreds of acres of fruit can be sold for 20 yuan a pound after I improve it, you can let me kiss it, and then be my girlfriend!"

"Can't you sell it for twenty yuan a catty?"

"Nineteen dollars and five are counted as my loss. Kuang Dejun looked at her with a smile on his face and said, "If I lose, I'll let you kiss it, and then be your boyfriend!"

Tu Mei'er laughed angrily when she heard this, a pair of small hands, smashed her fist on Kuang Dejun's back, and scolded with a smile: "You are all taken advantage of!" She looked at him and said: "If you lose, you will be punished to work in your grandfather's orchard for three months, only including food and housing, and no monthly salary!"

Kuang Dejun said: "This is very good, don't say three months, three years, thirty years!"

Tu Mei'er lowered her head, her face turned crimson, and said, "Grandpa is old and can't do this orchard anymore, so he wants to rent it out." ”

Kuang Dejun asked: "This orchard and this reservoir are managed by your grandfather alone, as well as this mountain forest." ”

Tu Meier said: "Five years ago, the fifth uncle came back from Jiangsu and Zhejiang to plant this orchard, and the third uncle and the fourth uncle were all at home...... , alas, still don't say it!"

Kuang Dejun saw tears in the corners of her eyes, so he stroked her soft back and said, "Let me try a few trees first, do you have a sprayer at home?"

"Yes, there are a few in the shed. She pointed to a thatched hut built not far away.

Kuang Dejun said: "Then let's test it at night!"

Tu Meier asked: "Why can't it be at night and during the day?"

"During the day, I'm afraid that others will know the secret!"

"I'm afraid you'll let others know your secret sooner or later!" Tu Mei'er said in a heartfelt voice, "Your secret weapon is probably your spiritual spring water, right?"

Kuang Dejun was curious and asked, "How do you know?"

"Brother Kuang, your secrecy is not very good, I have already found out the last time I went to your base for dinner. Are you sure that the spring water can improve the quality of navel oranges?"

Kuang Dejun took out a fruit picked from Qiu Dongliang's orchard from his backpack, handed it to Tu Mei'er and said, "You can taste it and you'll know." ”

Tu Meier peeled off the petals and took a bite gently: the juice as sweet as honey filled her mouth, and the slight sourness made the fruit taste more mellow and flavorful!

"Brother Kuang, this fruit really has a unique taste, not to mention that you can't find such a quality navel orange in the local area!" Tu Mei'er couldn't believe her feelings.

"Such a navel orange should not be expensive if it sells for 20 yuan a catty, right?" Kuang Dejun asked with a smile.

"If you use the platform to promote it, 50 yuan a pound will be grabbed!" Tu Meier said thoughtfully.

"Are you ready?"

"Prepare what?"

"I'm going to kiss you," Kuang Dejun was about to pounce, Tu Mei'er dodged her delicate body, giggled and said, "You haven't done it yet, just say you won or lost." And you're not free, so let's talk about how you want to profit from it. You are a businessman, and a businessman cannot afford to be profitable!"

Kuang Dejun said seriously: "My spiritual spring water is 500 yuan per bottle, in addition to the cost of spiritual spring water, I will also help you sell the fruit, so let's take one percent of three percent, sell it for twenty yuan a catty, and I will take seven yuan!"

Tu Mei'er frowned and said: "Brother Kuang is a profiteer, this orchard can't get into the car, and the fruit has to be transported out, and the transportation cost is one or two yuan a catty, and you want seven yuan a catty, and you almost have to go two-fifths." ”

Kuang Dejun thought about it and felt that what she said made sense, so he said: "Then take one less piece, and ask for six yuan a catty!"

I also feel that I am bargaining with a girl for one yuan and one catty, a bit like an aunt who buys vegetables in the vegetable market, talking about it dime by dime. So he laughed and said, "It's okay if you don't collect a penny, unless you are my family's economic minister and in charge of finance!"

When Tu Mei'er heard this, her face darkened and she said: "Brother Kuang, don't say it, I've been a disaster since I was a child, don't stick to me, otherwise you will be unlucky!"

I am a disciple of the Shennong clan, what am I afraid of bad luck!

He saw that Tu Mei'er was a little depressed, and he was embarrassed to say any more. Tu Mei'er smiled gracefully and said, "Brother Kuang, go and sit at home, even if you say that you can only experiment at night, then come to the orchard at night!"

At this time, Tu Meier's grandfather's voice came from the reservoir: "Girl, if you go back, help me bring this bucket of soft-shelled turtles back, and then help me get an iron bucket from the grass shed." ”

Tu Mei'er found an iron bucket from the grass hut, and Kuang Dejun lifted a bucket full of soft-shelled turtles from the old man's wooden boat.

Each soft-shelled turtle has four or five catties, and it is lively and jumping, and seven or eight soft-shelled turtles will fill the iron bucket.

"Girl, take the boss home, ask your second uncle to slaughter two soft-shelled turtles to entertain the guests first, the boss of the county is coming, tell him to wait for another hour or so, and I will go back after catching seven or eight more." The old man put down the fishing rod again, and Kuang Dejun observed him for a while, and found that he caught a small soft-shelled turtle, and he would throw it back to the reservoir in time, and he put it in the bucket if it was more than four or five catties.

It is still a yellow mud road, leading to Lingbei Village. Tu Meier's hatchback is on the yellow mud road, moving freely.

Lingbei Village is not big, and you can see the edge at a glance. It's just that on both sides of the road into the village, countless persimmon trees are planted. The leaves on the trees are bald, and the orange-yellow persimmons on the branches are hung in a beautiful picture.

"Wow, this persimmon is so big, it seems to be hot, it should be ready to be picked!" Kuang Dejun looked up at the persimmons on the tree, hanging red on the treetops. There were also small birds in the trees, pecking hard at the fruits. But the villagers under the tree were unmoved.

Tu Meier said: "This is a specialty of Lingbei: ox heart persimmon. It is sweet and delicious, and the core is relatively small, and it was still a tribute back then. But now the villagers see the persimmons full of trees, but they have no way to pick them, so they can only let them hang on the head of the skill and become food for the birds. ”

"Why?"

"You see the branches, they are very fragile and easy to break, and people dare to climb up there. Tu Meier pointed to the persimmon trees planted in front of the house and behind the house with a height of more than ten meters.

"These persimmons are dried and crushed to make persimmon cakes, which are actually very delicious. Tu Meier took out a box of persimmons from the car, handed it to Kuang Dejun and said, "You taste it, you will know!"

Kuang Dejun saw that these persimmons had a layer of hoarfrost on them, and their appearance was quite pleasing. When you bite into it, the taste is sweet and delicious, and the texture is dry.

"It's delicious!"

Turning a bay, Tu Meier pointed to an old house with an ancient Ming and Qing dynasty architecture and said, "That is my home!"

In the past, Kuang Dejun always thought that the house of Kuang Dexi in Qianqian Village was built by a local tyrant, but now when he sees the building left by Tu Meier's ancestors, it is really at the level of a local tyrant!

(End of chapter)