Chapter Ninety-Three: Sand Ridge

"Sand Ridge?"

Gu Jihai instantly stopped the hand that was stuffing the watermelon into his mouth, and said with a strange face: "Your family's? ”

Gu Jihai is no stranger to Shaziling, and Shaziling is famous for producing good watermelons in his hometown.

It just so happened that Gu Jihai's favorite fruit was watermelon, and he was laughed and scolded by his parents as a watermelon worm. So in the last life, with the idea of economic prosperity, his family would buy hundreds of catties to eat for a summer when the melon farmers on Shaziling came to the village to sell melons every year. However, Shaziling is too famous in Hongxiang, and the melon farmers I meet call their melons from Shaziling, so they are often deceived, and the consequence is that in bad luck years, they may have to eat a summer of tasteless watermelon. After lingering in surprises and disappointments for a long time, Gu Jihai was naturally very sensitive to Shaziling, the watermelon origin of the authoritative brand in the watermelon industry in his hometown.

Gu Jihai always thought that Shaziling was a big ridge, and the melon farmers on it were enough to say that it was enough for a company, but he didn't expect that a big man with his feet would jump out today and patted his chest and said: "Shaziling belongs to Lao Tzu, it belongs to Lao Tzu alone!" ”

"It's all mine!"

Seeing that Gu Jihai seemed to know the appearance of Shaziling, Wei Yongsheng's expression became even more proud.

"The Sand Ridge seems to be huge. And it looks like it's still rich in watermelon! ”

"Hey, hey, big! Of course it's big! In addition to basically ensuring the supply and marketing of the whole township for a year, a sand ridge in my house will rot tens of thousands of catties every year. ”

"Tens of thousands of catties? Can you take care of it? ”

Gu Jihai glanced at Wei Yongsheng, who was troubled, and Wei Lili, who was smiling lightly, and finally his eyes fell on the beautiful girl Wei Rou.

One, two, three, uh, two and a half!

"Big **, what kind of eyes are you!"

Gu Jihai's strange eyes were caught by her, and Wei Rou jumped up as if she had been stepped on in an instant, and questioned Gu Jihai in an atmosphere.

"It's nothing, I feel that your labor force doesn't seem to be enough for tens of thousands of catties of watermelons, just count the number of people." Gu Jihai pursed his lips and said.

As he spoke, Gu Jihai moved the stool away from this spicy little pepper.

As early as when he was eating, he had already moved the stool quietly again and again, so as not to be trampled into a barefoot fairy by a barbaric girl whose temper was not proportional to her appearance.

"How do you count?" Wei Rou stimulated him with a non-conscientious look, and she was convinced that things were far from being as simple as the big ** said.

"Girl, you didn't read?"

Gu Jihai looked like he was defeated by you: "Counting is counting, how else can you count?" One, two, two and a half! ”

"How dare you say I'm half! It just doesn't make sense! ”

Wei Rou was mad: "I'm going to bite you to death!" ”

"Xiao Rou!"

Just as Wei Rou was about to pounce on it and bite a few bites hard, she was stopped by Wei Yongsheng's majestic tone.

Wei Yongsheng took out the majesty of his father, Wei Rou was a little scared after all, and he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he had to stare at Gu Jihai with a pair of pretty eyes, and pouted aggrievedly, as if he wanted to cut off a piece of meat on Gu Jihai's body with his eyes.

"The little girl is brutal and willful, which makes Gu Shaojian smile." Wei Rou has failed to meet the standard three times and twice, practicing the image of the girl's family, Wei Yongsheng, a father, also feels ashamed, and it is rare for the old man to show a real blush.

"It's okay, I'm just a little curious."

Gu Jihai actually thinks that Wei Rou is quite interesting, where would he worry about inconsequential things, let alone care: "You said that your family will rot tens of thousands of catties of watermelons every year, can you take care of it?" ”

"I just counted, and if I'm not wrong, you've only got two of them, hmm!"

Gu Jihai suddenly threw himself on the table, his face flushed, and the words in his mouth came to an abrupt end.

"~~~~~~~"

Gu Jihai hugged his feet, gasped in pain, turned his head to look at Wei Rou, but saw this little girl snorting coldly with disdain, and tilted her good-looking pretty face to the other side, not looking at herself.

This little girl is really ruthless!

But that's what she's capable of. The feet I stepped on when I ate before were all trivial.

Gu Jihai couldn't help but tears in his heart.

"Well, I just counted, and there are only about three laborers in your house present!"

Gu Jihai hatefully bit the word 'left and right', and said, "Plus your parents and Aunt Lily's parents, there are only seven people." I don't know how many catties of watermelons you can sell every year, but as far as you say, the tens of thousands of catties you rot are not something that people can worry about, right? Well, maybe it's better to say that it's barely kept. ”

"Especially this watermelon is planted on the ridge."

"It turns out that Gu Shao is puzzled by this!"

Wei Yongsheng suddenly realized: "Actually, there is nothing difficult, I am the village head, and when I want to work, I will call on the strong labor force of the whole village to go to Shaziling to plant melons, weeds and pick melons for me." Three times five divided by two, where can I use Lily's weak women's families. ”

"My family is the only one who goes to Shaziling to take care of watermelons, except for me, Xiaorou, a naughty ghost, occasionally goes to it to steal watermelons to eat."

"Dad!"

Gu Jihai was finally freed from the feeling of being hunted on his back, and this time Wei Yongsheng was glared at by Wei Rou.

Wei Rou, who was exposed by Wei Yongsheng in front of outsiders, felt that her face was dull, and she was so aggrieved that she pouted her mouth.

Wei Yongsheng didn't see Wei Rou's resentment, and continued to brag to himself: "I want to say it." Tens of thousands of catties of watermelons rot every year are less. In the event of a natural disaster, when the family is in financial difficulties, it is also common to rot hundreds of thousands of catties of good watermelons on Shaziling. ”

"Aren't there fruit suppliers or supermarkets that resell watermelons to trade in large quantities or all-inclusive?"

Gu Jihai said suspiciously: "I remember that the watermelon in Shaziling is quite famous." ”

"Humph! Yes, how not! ”

Wei Yongsheng sneered: "Those grandsons come every year, and they will receive as many as they want." However, I only sell the watermelons under the ridge to them, and the watermelons on the sand ridge would rather be rotten, and Lao Tzu will not sell them any of them. ”

"Why?"

I really have never met such a master, Gu Jihai was dumbfounded.

"It's nothing!"

Wei Yongsheng said lightly: "It's just unpleasant." ”

"Those grandsons bullied Lao Tzu Hillbilly for never entering the city, colluded to buy it at a low price of five cents a catty, and sold it for three to five cents when they changed hands, and played me like a monkey, Lao Tzu didn't sell the watermelons to those dogs when they were all rotten!"

"Ugh"

That's it?

Gu Jihai couldn't complain, and couldn't think of anything to say: "I remember sometimes picking up melons to sell melons in the village, and during the peak season of watermelons, they are also sold for five cents a catty?" And it seems to be a watermelon from Sand Ridge. ”

"That's what I do. Rural people are generally poor, and five cents is the price accepted by the public. Although it is a little cheaper, the small legs of mosquitoes are also meat, and it is better to sell them than to rot on the ridge. ”

Wei Yongsheng said hatefully: "But those grandsons thought I didn't know the market, and bullied me as an uninformed hillbilly, and always told me that they were sold for eight cents when they changed hands." Treat me like a monkey. Forget the watermelons for the pigs in the fields under the ridge, I only sell the watermelons on the ridge to a native person, and if I can't sell them, Lao Tzu is all rotten and not cheap them, let them make money to buy coffins for the whole family! ”

Uh, what a man, what a temperament!

Encountering such a tendon master, Gu Jihai couldn't think of anything else to describe it except for this sentence.

"Okay!"

Gu Jihai began to change the topic: "You said that Shaziling belongs to your family, why have I never seen you sell watermelons?" ”

In fact, Gu Jihai saw that many melon farmers had sold watermelons in Shaziling, which was what he was puzzled about, and it was also one of the important reasons why he misunderstood that there was a group of melon farmers in Shaziling.

Of course, selling dog meat on a sheep's head and only playing the Shaziling signboard does not count.

"Hey Gu Shao, you forgot!"

Speaking of this, Wei Yongsheng's eyebrows instantly fluttered: "I'm the village chief!" ”

"It's not my turn to sell melons. I'm responsible for collecting money every day. ”

"Oh~~~~~"

Gu Jihai smiled knowingly: "I forgot about this stubble, you are the king of the mountain here." ”

"Okay, gossip nonsense, I'll give you a hundred dollars."

Gu Jihai slapped a hundred-yuan bill on the table: "You get me a hundred catties of watermelon, I want the best." ”

"Hehe, Gu Shao smiled. How can I ask for your money. ”

Wei Yongsheng looked at the hundred yuan on the table, a trace of imperceptible heat flashed in his eyes, and then he stopped his excitement again, and stuffed the money into Gu Jihai's arms: "Watermelons are like this, there are a lot of them on my family's sand ridge, Gu Shao just needs to say as much as he wants, let alone a hundred catties, it is 10,000 catties, I will get it for Gu Shao at once, and I will ensure that it is all the best part." Where do you want to talk about money, isn't giving money a slap in my face Wei Yongsheng. Gu Shao, it is my honor to be satisfied. ”

No money?

Gu Jihai looked at Wei Yongsheng, who didn't show any pretentiousness on his face, and immediately reacted.

"Oh~~~~~~~"

No wonder this kid intercepted himself halfway to his house for dinner, and sure enough, he had nothing to do, and he was either a traitor or a thief!

Gu Jihai nodded suddenly and said, "You want to"

"yes, yes."

Wei Yongsheng suddenly became excited, and looked at Gu Jihai nervously: "Please take care of Gu Shaoduo." ”

Gu Jihai didn't speak, and he didn't look at Wei Yongsheng, he reached out and picked up a piece of watermelon and took a bite, closed his eyes and chewed it carefully, savoring it with his heart.

Then, he put down the piece in his hand, bit several pieces according to the mold portrait, and threw the last part on the table in front of him, opened his eyes and asked Wei Yongsheng: "Is it all like this?" ”

"This watermelon is from the Sand Ridge."

Wei Yongsheng hurriedly said: "The watermelons on Shaziling are almost like this. You can also pick out about 10,000 catties of goods that are a little better than this. But the watermelons in the fields under the ridge are about to be almost gone. ”

"We don't usually eat the watermelons in the fields, we leave them for the pigs to eat. The pigs can't be eaten enough to be sold to the watermelon dealers. ”

"Hmm"

Gu Jihai nodded and said, "Wait a minute, take me to Shaziling to have a look." ”