After the braised eel, Gao Lei really moved his mind. No matter what this eel is, I didn't say. However, it is regrettable that he said that Liu Junhao did not nod for a long time.

At this moment, Wang Shengli ignored the scorching afternoon sun, and squatted alone by the backyard pool to study carefully. He was desperate to find out what the difference between these eels and the ones he had raised.

The yellow eels in the ditch are very wild, and from time to time they go to the sweet potato fields to eat grasshoppers and dragonflies, and they chase small fish and shrimp in the water.

He squatted for more than an hour, and really found out the reason: it should be a problem with the feed. There is too much wild bait in this yard, and the eels don't worry about food at all. Although he also adopted this stocking mode, the quality of the eels eventually deteriorated because of the feed feeding.

found the reason, but Wang Shengli was quite frustrated. Because this model cannot be replicated, there are not so many wild insects on the edge of the fish pond he dug, and if he buys fish and shrimp as bait, the cost will be very large.

In the end, Gao Lei did not or said anything about Liu Junhao, but when he left, he bought more than a dozen catties of yellow eels in the wooden basin, and prepared to go back and put them in the supermarket to try sell them once to see the effect.

Sending them away, Liu Junhao really began to think about the ditch in front of his door. He is still eight zhang away from Liujiagou Village, and even if the water ditch is completely stocked with yellow eels, no one will say anything.

It is completely possible to adopt the breeding mode in the yard, there are many fish and shrimp in it, and there is no shortage of bait for yellow eels.

As long as he separates the ditch with soil ridges, this section can be stocked with at least a few hundred yellow eels, and his income can reach 10,000 or 20,000 yuan a year.

But soon Liu Junhao woke up from his dream, the ditch is not as good as his own yard, and there are too many problems to consider.

The first is the issue of anti-theft. This ditch is an open space. From morning till night, people come and go. Raising yellow eels in the ditch will definitely fall into the eyes of those who care about it.

It must have been that he had just put the yellow eel seedlings into it. The thief came at night. He hasn't forgotten the idea of someone beating his own fire last year. This is a lesson from the past.

There is also the need to consider the drainage of water on rainy days. This ditch usually has no obvious effect. In the heavy rain season, it is the main channel for drainage of rainwater in the village. I raised some lotus roots in the ditch, and no one said anything. But if the ditch is sealed with a soil ridge. It is estimated that Liu Guangju will come to him immediately, and he will say.

Ponder over. In the end, Liu Junhao had to give up this tempting idea.

Recently, the yard has been getting more and more lively. The rabbit has just come out for a few days. A few more Qingzhuang came out of the duck nest. When he first laid the eggs, he was afraid that the water ducks would not hatch. Who knows it's okay at all. It's been half a month. These little ones actually hatched.

But as soon as they came out, the ducks appeared. Stretching his neck and pecking indiscriminately. Kicked out all the small green villages.

When these guys first came out of their shells, they were bare except for some sparse gray-white fuzz on their heads and backs. The two calves were also very weak, and they could not stand up at all, and could only sway from side to side with their tender wings, as if they were drunk.

Fortunately, it was early, otherwise they would have been pecked to death by the water ducks after a few minutes of stopping.

After putting Qingzhuang into a cardboard box, Liu Junhao was worried about them again. It is estimated that it will take at least a month for these little ones to be able to live independently, what can they do during this time?

When he looked at the old hen in the yard who was leading the chicks to peck at the children, his eyes suddenly lit up: send Qingzhuang to Professor Zhao and let him secretly put it in the chicken at night.

"Will this work?" Professor Zhao was a little speechless.

"It's okay, didn't it hatch last time the duck." Liu Junhao replied confidently.

But things didn't turn out as he imagined, and as soon as the door was opened the next day, Professor Zhao sent Qingzhuang over. One of them also had a Band-Aid on it, saying that it had been pecked by a hen.

Since the hens are not taken in, they can only raise them themselves.

In the morning, the dew was heavy and the weather was cold, and a few Xiaoqingzhuang were shivering from the cold, so they could only squeeze into the corner of the cardboard box to keep each other warm.

He had to make a bird's nest out of some cotton, and put them in, and of course caught a lot of meat and wheat from the gutter for food.

These little ones were not ambiguous, and they quacked at the sound of movement. Their voices are somewhat similar to those of water ducks, and their voices are low and hoarse as if they are stuck.

After a morning's work, the five Qingzhuang ate half a catty of meat and wheat silk, and they screamed vigorously. Liu Junhao was afraid that they would be overwhelmed, so he didn't dare to feed them again in the afternoon, and it wasn't until the evening that he got a few small fish for them again.

After a few days of feeding, these Qingzhuang grew rapidly in size, the size of a fist. He was covered with fluff and had begun to prick feathers on his wings. Of course, they are also completely familiar with Liu Junhao, and they will shout with their long mouths open whenever they hear his footsteps.

Zhang Qian has been there almost every day recently, and constantly puts on photos of Qingzhuang and the little rabbit, saying that it is to record their growth process.

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I didn't think much of these little things, but I felt a little warm when I watched them.

In the past few days, he has either cut grass for Chitu or caught fish for Qingzhuang, he has not had time to pay attention to the situation in the stone lock, and now looking at the porcelain basin-sized flower peel melon, he can't help but knock with his hand.

Well? The watermelon is thumping, and it can't be reripe.

It seems that the spring water does speed up the growth cycle of the plants, and the watermelons in the stone locks bear fruit five or six days later than the outside because there is no bee pollination in the first place, and the last ripening is a few days earlier.

At noon, Liu Junhao called Professor Zhao and his wife and Zhang Qian over to share the first large-flowered watermelon of the year.

Of course, before moving the knife, he deliberately weighed it on the scale, seventeen and a half catties, more than one catty heavier than last year.

The bright red melon paste is as sweet as ever, and they are acquaintances, so they don't need to push, and they start eating after Liu Junhao cuts the melon pieces.

After only one bite, Liu Junhao realized that this watermelon was a little sweeter than last year's. The bone-penetrating refreshment cooled down the throat to the bottom of the heart, completely dissipating the heat around the body.

"Why do I think this watermelon is better than last year's?" Professor Zhao felt it after a few bites.

"Well, yes," the other two nodded in agreement.

"Maybe it's the reason why the sun is so hot during this period of time," Liu Junhao had to be sloppy.

"The watermelons in our yard are almost ripe, right?" Eating watermelon, Mr. Wang remembered a few melon seedlings planted in his yard.

"It's still early, the biggest one is the size of the bowl, and it weighs only ten pounds. Based on the size of the watermelons in the backyard last year, it is estimated that it will take another week to ripen. Professor Zhao tidies up the vegetable garden when he has nothing to do, so he is also familiar with what he grows at home.

The four of them divided half a piece of watermelon, and they were all full. This thing not only quenches fever and thirst, but after eating, Liu Junhao is not half hungry.

After Zhang Qian ate the watermelon, she ran to the house to surf the Internet, which was the time she agreed with Sunana. After chatting for a few words, she remembered the big watermelon just now, and hurriedly took a few photos of her mobile phone to her best friend.

The photo was taken quite clearly, and the melon pulp of the sand ridge is particularly attractive. Just looking at the photo, Su Nana couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, only to feel that her throat was itching.

"Fourth, let your Liu Junhao leave me a watermelon, I'll pick it up on Sunday."

"Okay, the watermelon will be more ripe in two days, and you can eat as much as you want" Zhang Qian didn't refuse.

"Oh no, I'm going to work overtime this Sunday." Sunana was looking forward to the taste of watermelon, and suddenly thought of overtime, and suddenly became depressed.

"Or ...... Or you can mail it to me, and I'll pay for the postage and melon money. ”

"Mail watermelon, can it be mailed?" Zhang Qian asked quite whimsily.

"It should be okay, I'll take a look on the Internet" A search post office is really open for this business.

After Su Nana's shouting, Zhang Qian's thoughts suddenly became clear, and selling watermelons online is also a good choice. This large flower skin is very durable, and it will not be bad for two or three months at room temperature, and there is absolutely no problem from the perspective of time. Moreover, it has thick skin, which can withstand the weight of a person, and there is no need to worry about breaking it when it is mailed.

Thinking of this, she was interested again, and sent those photos to the eighteenth floor to see the effect.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the posts under the photo to increase, and most people were asking if it was Liu Junhao's watermelon. Seventy percent of these people had eaten Liu Junhao's watermelon last year, so they naturally remembered this kind of big flower skin vividly.

Zhang Qian was a little proud, she didn't expect her watermelon to be so famous, and everyone knew about it on the eighteenth floor.

When she replied yes, all of them were booked, saying that they would go to Liujiagou to pick watermelons next week.

Every time you refresh it, there are a few more replies after the post. The more Zhang Qian looked at it, the more beautiful she became, and hurriedly called Professor Zhao and others into the house to watch.

"It's okay now, Xiaohao, the watermelons in the courtyard are not sold." Teacher Wang also sighed again and again.

"We can also sell watermelons online, and if someone buys it, they will mail it over. What do you guys think? Zhang Qian then said the idea she had just come up with.

"I think it's okay, the big flower skin is resistant to falling," Professor Zhao took the lead in speaking, and Liu Junhao nodded yes.

"Then I can put the photo up, how much is a pound of watermelon?" Zhang Qian said and opened her online store again, and there was another message on it to buy pillowcases.

"What's the panic, the watermelon is just ripe. Let's eat it at home first, and then sell it after two days when it is ripe. Liu Junhao hurriedly spoke out to stop him, but in fact, he didn't want to sell watermelons online.

Unlike pillowcases, these large flower skins can be sold out even if they are placed in the yard, so why bother to go to the post office on a hot day to pick up the watermelon and deliver it.

It's just that Zhang Qian's interest is very high, and he is embarrassed to pour cold water