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Chapter Twenty-Nine: Picking Watermelons

The rooster crows, accompanied by the barking of the dog, and it is another morning full of expectations. The sun was still asleep, and there was a faint light in the sky, faintly looking at a little cloud. The people of Lijiagang had already gotten up and started their farm work early. Li Shan Zhang Lan took Li Feng, a family of three, and drove straight to the river beach, with wooden planks on both sides of the car.

The April morning was slightly cool, with a hint of moisture in the air. Li Feng slept late yesterday and sent Lin Lao away, feeling a little reluctant, the old man had a wish after reading the dam, and he couldn't always live here.

In fact, life is a farewell, unity, Li Shan and his wife can see it more openly, and now that they have a connection, they are closer than in previous years. The green grass on the side of the road, a little bit of wildflowers, the sika deer ran out of the yard happily, and the fat boy followed closely behind him, the hairball rubbed his eyes, and he looked confused, which was very cute.

Li Feng carried a bamboo basket in his hand, and picked watermelons in the morning before the sun went out. Li Feng's watermelons are some time earlier than others, mainly because Li Feng secretly watered some spring water, and now they can be sold for more money when they are listed. When picking watermelons, you must pay attention to your feet and do not step on the melon vines, especially the melon roots.

Distinguish raw and ripe, pay attention to see whether the fibrous roots have withered recently, wilting means that the melons are ripe and can be picked, of course, this is a little skill. This technique may be useful in the early stage, but it cannot be seen in this way in the later stage, mainly because the seedlings have wilted, and the fibrous roots have withered, which can no longer be used as a judgment of melon ripeness. At this time, you must use other skills, seeing, checking, and touching. Look, the peel of the melon, to the lines are clear, the shade is distinct, and then there are melons, melon umbilicus parts are concave inward, the vine stalk is close to the melon skin, and the pedicle is thick and green, which is a sign of maturity. The higher the maturity of the watermelon, the lighter it is, which is difficult to grasp, but only experienced people can do it. Touching, using your thumb to scratch the melon skin, with feeling, this is even more difficult

Nowadays, the first batch of large-scale melons is quite easy to judge based on fibrous roots. Li Feng can deal with it alone, but in order not to hurt the melon seedlings, Li Feng took a pair of scissors, mainly because he couldn't grasp the strength of his hands well.

The river beach melon is not very big, more than ten catties, Li Feng carries three at a time, which is quite easy. Li Shan, Zhang Lan held two at a time, the flower skin watermelon, light green and dark green stripes, put together very beautiful, the hairball seemed to smell the melon fragrance, lying on the melon skin grinding teeth. Li Feng looked funny, this little thing, with a little tooth, wanted to open a watermelon, not a daydream. Who knows, when he comes back from the next trip, the hairball head gets into the watermelon, and the head is full of food.

"Go." Drive away, squirrel, Li Feng held the watermelon, looked at the big hole dug out, and was depressed. I didn't expect this guy to be able to gnaw on something as hard as a walnut, this melon skin is much more crisp than a walnut. Li Feng was depressed, this melon couldn't be eaten, and he looked at the squirrel chirping at his feet, forget it, it's cheap for you, I didn't want to grab food from the sika deer on the side.

In the morning, Li Feng's family picked two truckloads and more than 200 watermelons, which was really a bumper harvest. Because my watermelon went on the market early, I didn't go out and was already booked, and at eight o'clock in the morning, the sound of cars sounded outside the yard. Li Shan hurriedly got up and greeted him out, the person who came was in his forties, looking very shrewd, followed by a young man in his twenties, quite strong.

Zhang Lan hurriedly poured tea, took cigarettes, and invited him into the house to sit down, Li Shan greeted him with a smile and held the hand of the visitor.

"Boss Wan, sit down, Xiaobao, kill a watermelon and use it to quench the thirst of the two bosses." Li Shan gave Li Feng a look, how to say look at the taste of melon.

"Don't, little brother, don't be busy, let's take a look first." Wan Jun smiled and thought about the young man next to him, as the saying goes, Wang Po sells melons and boasts, and if she doesn't look at it, she is not sure.

"Hehe, okay, here" The watermelon performed well, the color was bright, Li Shan looked at Wan Jun, looked left and right, weighed, and left a faint smile on his face, which seemed to be quite satisfied.

"The performance is okay, but the taste is not easy to say." Wan Jun got up and nodded at Li Shan, his face was light, it seemed that people were not at ease, Li Feng looked a little funny, this person deceived the ghost, you said that you are in the fruit business, and you can't tell the difference between good melons and leprosy carups. Li Feng didn't say a word, picked up the watermelon, killed it with a knife, bright red sand, and could smell the faint fragrance of melon without eating it in his mouth, and his appearance was absolutely first-class.

"Boss Wan, try it." Li Shan looked at Wan Jun with a smug face, the watermelons he grew were of good quality, and his face was bright, and the farmers compared it to the craftsmanship of farming. took Li Feng and handed over two large pieces of watermelon, and handed them to Wan Jun and the young man behind him.

Li Feng didn't care, he ate it in a big gulp, his mouth was full of bright red melon juice, sweet and relish, revealing a hint of coolness, the taste was not said, authentic, and the sugar was enough.

"Well, it's ...... Yes. Wiping the melon juice from the corner of his mouth, Wan Jun wanted to find fault, but this taste is really good, the quality is good, he is left and right, he can't find a problem, so he can only deal with it at will.

"Look at the price, how about we follow the market for five cents and five cents?" Now that the watermelon is not on the market in a large area, Li Feng's family is the first in Lizuizi Town, Wan Jun originally wanted to suppress the price, but after seeing the melon and tasting the taste, the price was not deliberately lowered, and the market price was fair.

"Okay." If you buy six cents by yourself, it's absolutely no problem, but you are scattered, and you can't calculate the money, and it's hard to travel, so you think it's better to sell it to Wanjun together to save time and effort.

People brought scales, Li Shan tried no problem, left and right, a lot of bamboo baskets, loaded with more than 200 watermelons, except for a few injuries, a total of more than 2,400 catties, fraction is not counted, 2,400 catties, 1,320 yuan, but a lot. In previous years, watermelons were on the market, three or four catties a dollar, so much six or seven yuan.

Zhang Lan watched the end of the transaction and invited the two to dinner, originally Wan Jun thought in his heart that he would rush back early, but he looked at the host's enthusiasm. It's not bad for a little time, maybe I'll come back next time.

Breakfast was very simple, a few vegetables, braised fish, red bean porridge, pot stickers, I didn't want to eat a meal, Wan Jun ate it. praised Zhang Lan's good craftsmanship again and again, this dish looks simple, and the taste is really good, and even Xiao Liu on the side also nodded. Before leaving, Li Shan sent a lot of vegetables to Wan Jun, how to say more than a thousand yuan business, what is the matter of sending some vegetables.

After eating, Li Feng followed Zhang Lan and said, go to the peach forest by yourself, take a look, the house is ventilated, breathable, speaking of which, it has been many days, and there is no problem to move in. However, Li Feng felt that it was quite lonely to live alone, so this matter was put on hold and did not move over.

The peach blossoms have fallen, and now the green nectarine leaves are full of green peaches, and Li Feng has not watered the spring water these days. The function of spring water is generally understood, as long as it is not watered all the time, a little can only increase the yield a little, and will not attract the attention of others.

It's a pity that the promotion of these spring water flowers and medicinal herbs is not obvious, and it seems that they are only suitable for vegetables, melons and fruits, and aquatic products. These days, the crucian carp fry and carp fry in the pond are growing well, and a little feed is added every day, as for the yellow eel fry, Li Feng has been looking for a long time and has not seen a shadow. It may have been drilled, and there is such a long ditch on the left and right, so add some spring water every day as usual, and no longer care. As for the swordfish, he didn't pay much attention to it, throwing away some dried aquatic weeds or small fish, but this guy lived quite comfortably.

I looked at it, there was nothing outside, I entered the courtyard, turned around and walked into the building, the window was open to breathe. I moved a bamboo chair, lay down in the sun, took the book in my hand, looked at it, and fell asleep in a daze. It was already past ten o'clock when he woke up, idle left and right, nothing to do, Li Feng took a shovel and entered the space.

Now the space is not known how many times better than it began, the ground is full of melons and fruits, the lotus leaves in the pond have come out of the water, a few carp swim under the lotus leaves, and the morning glory on the edge of the pond is spread all over the ground, just looking at Li Fengle. The peach trees in the yard were already pink, and although they had fallen a little, they were much better than those outside.

Looking left and right with nothing to do, Li Feng thought that he had been back for so long, eating, drinking and sleeping every day, he was really more and more lazy. Now I don't even want to do my own odd jobs at night, as Mr. Lu Xun said, life is too comfortable, and work is easy to be tired by life. When people are relaxed, they don't want to think about anything, they don't want to do anything.

No, Li Feng is trying hard to think about what else he can do? By the way, I finally thought that my own pond would be used as a dock, and it would be convenient to hook the lotus canopy or prickly the head of the chicken in the future.

Thinking about it, Li Feng stepped forward and ran home to hug a lot of bamboo chips, drive piles, and use the jujube wood that was demolished from the thatched house. Pile driving a lot of hard work, Li Feng's body has become better and better these days, and his strength has increased greatly, and he used to gnaw on hundreds of catties of grain for half a day. Now it's easy to pick it up, and it's not a hassle at all.

For more than half an hour, six piles were driven, beams were erected, bamboo pieces were paved, and they were fixed with iron, although they were simple, they were quite simple. After a busy hour, I looked at the time, threw the tools in my hand into the yard, locked the gate, and went home for dinner.

In the afternoon, I accompanied Li Shan to the river beach melon field to play the thatched hut, the thatched huts of the sixth uncle and the third uncle on both sides had already been built, only their own thatched huts were not put up for a long time. Seeing that the watermelons were bought, the thatched hut was not built, not that they were afraid that someone would steal the melons, they were all from the village, picking them to quench their thirst, it was no big deal. I am most afraid of the spoiling of animals, these things, not to mention eating melons, there are a lot of spoils with melon seedlings, which is the most hateful.

Li Feng picked melons today and saw two places, not only the watermelons were bitten all over the ground, but a few watermelon seedlings on the side of the watermelons were also broken, and there were several melon eggs the size of duck eggs on them, which looked very distressing.

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Today, I saw many people say that an author has passed away, and I feel very sad. Don't talk about it, everyone, see if there are any votes in your hand, cast a point, sit on the computer for three or four hours, write this, really, no state. Plus, tomorrow, I'll talk about it again.