Chapter 113: Pick a few more, and you can still make money

"Zihan, although the top pear is hard, it tastes good, do you want to pick a few more for you?"

Liu Shengqiang, who climbed to a pear tree to the left of Zihan and Gu Shaoting, took a bite of the winter pear he picked in his hand, and shouted to Zihan while chewing.

Zihan's thoughts were finally pulled back to his eyes, "Well, pick me a few more, I'll be useful." ”

"Zihan, there is also a whitish one on my tree, I'll pick it for you."

was preempted by Liu Shengqiang again, and Zhao Wenqing felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Okay, if you can't take it, throw it down, and I'll pick it up in the basket."

When they both went up the tree, they put their baskets under the tree, so that only one pear, that big pear, could only fit one in each pocket.

Zhao Wenqing looked at the ground, then at his bulging pockets, and with a thought, he took off his coat.

The two cuffs were pulled up separately, and when they were knotted, they were used as pockets.

The distance from the ground to the top of the tree was seven or eight meters high, and he was worried that if he threw it down, Zihan would not be able to use it.

When Liu Shengqiang saw Zhao Wenqing's actions, he also did the same and took off his coat as a pocket.

Zihan's mind returned to this field, "Shaoting, do you want to grow carrots and white radishes in these fields?" ”

"A plot of carrots and white radishes is enough."

The corners of Zihan's mouth curved, "Then the other two plots of land are not planted at all?" ”

"Well, our land here is too close to the reservoir, so it's different from the above, the ground is too wet, and the potatoes grown are not tasty."

Reservoir? The reservoir of the Xiba Hydropower Station.

Zihan's eyes looked north, and he had just been looking at the pear tree, but he didn't even notice the water shining a mile away.

The boundary of the field behind Chuanhoutou, that is, the boundary of the pear orchard, is cut off at the cliff at 500 meters.

The water level of the reservoir is much lower than the cliff, and with the branches and leaves of the pear trees, it is really not easy to find the location of the reservoir without looking closely.

"Tomorrow, the eldest brother and the second brother will be fine, let's call them, just come here and plant turnips."

Zihan had a small calculation in her heart, it was not good to plant medicinal herbs directly in the autumn, so she would find another way.

"It's okay, it's our turn to play (grinding wheat) the day after tomorrow, and it just so happens that there is nothing to do tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

Zhao Wenqing and Liu Shengqiang each wrapped a full bag of winter pears in their clothes and climbed down from the tree.

They each gave one of the pears they thought were the best to Zihan and Gu Shaoting, and then put the others in their own baskets.

Maybe she doesn't like to eat very much, Gu Shaoting gnawed very hard.

Zihan put a larger pear in her pocket and nibbled on the smaller one.

It's a bit hard to bite, and it feels like a slag in your mouth when you chew it, but the taste is okay.

"Zihan, if you like to eat, you will come back to pick some every day in the future."

Seeing that Zihan was eating with relish, the corners of Gu Shaoting's mouth couldn't help but bend, and she felt that the pears in her mouth seemed to have become much more delicious than before.

"It's not very tasty, but when I make something good, you'll love it."

Zhao Wenqing and Liu Shengqiang, who were also gnawing on pears with difficulty, couldn't help but stop nibbling on pears when they heard Zihan's arrogant words, and looked at Zihan with burning eyes.

"Really?" The two of them asked the question almost in unison.

The taste of this winter pear is still good, but it is too hard to chew.

"Zihan, can you really make this pear delicious?"

"Well, you just have to wait, but this secret can only be known to the four of us for the time being, maybe we can still make money!"