In the afternoon, Qin Lin sent Qin Yuzhen home safely, and also carried a sack of watermelons to Zhang Ran on a bicycle.

Without waiting for Zhang Ran's command, Gu Junze had already stepped forward and took the bag of watermelons from Qin Lin's hands.

Zhang Ran walked out of the kitchen and saw this big bag of watermelons, she immediately said angrily: "Uncle, where can I use so much, wait for you to take half of it back, I can't use so much!" ”

Uncle Zhang Ran's family grows the kind of watermelons that are very large, each with an average size of seven or eight catties, and a watermelon can make a large bucket of watermelon juice.

There are definitely no less than 10 big watermelons in the sack in Gu Junze's hand, even if Zhang Ran and Qin Yuzhen eat three meals a day, they can't eat so much at once.

Now the weather is very hot, and the watermelon will spoil after cutting it for a long time.

Rather than wasting it like this, it is better to let Qin Lin pull it to the county and sell it for money.

"It's just a few watermelons, if you have too much, just eat more with your mother, uncle, I planted a lot of watermelons this year, I'm not afraid of being eaten poor by your two mothers!"

Qin Lin smiled and joked, while Zhang Ran looked helpless.

Come on, since they're all brought to the house, she's better to find more ways to sell all these watermelons.

In addition to watermelon juice, she could have made something else to sell.

For example, chilled watermelon slices, or watermelon salad, etc.

In the evening, due to the addition of two big men like Gu Junze and Qin Lin at home, Zhang Ran decided to cook himself.

In the previous life, after Zhang Ran became an adult, she moved from the Gu family to live outside, and she usually cooks by herself.

Not to mention that her cooking skills can crush the chefs of those five-star hotels, at least they are still much better than ordinary hotel chefs.

Everyone had a great time eating a meal.

After dinner, Qin Lin left his bicycle and left Zhang's house.

On the contrary, Gu Junze stayed for a long time before leaving with a reluctant face.

Qin Yuzhen went to serve the chickens and ducks, while Zhang Ran quickly washed the dishes and chopsticks, and then went to the yard to pick a few peaches to try to make some peach juice.

The process of making peach juice is a bit difficult, because the texture of peaches is much harder than watermelon, and Zhang Ran tinkered for a long time to make a small bowl of peach juice.

If only there was a juicer, Zhang Ran couldn't help but complain.

Juicing by hand is really tiring, and the efficiency is extremely low.

After adjusting several kinds of peach juice with different sweetnesses as usual, Zhang Ran finally selected an optimal ratio.

After that, Zhang Ran prepared the things that he would bring to the market tomorrow.

After Qin Yuzhen entered the house and fell asleep, Zhang Ran took the hoe from the yard and the four peach saplings that Gu Junze dug during the day into his room.

After locking the doors and windows, Zhang Ran couldn't wait to enter the space with tools.

She first came to the place where the watermelons were planted and took a look, and there were already many large and small watermelons in the watermelon field with green vines before.

The small ones are only the size of a fingernail, and the large ones are already the thickness of the bowl mouth.

Zhang Ran estimated that at this growth rate, by tomorrow afternoon, she should be able to eat the ripe watermelon produced by the space.

After planting four peach trees in a row around the periphery of the platform, Zhang Ran came to the spiritual spring in the center of the space.

The last time she drank a little spiritual spring water, the wound on her forehead healed immediately, and she didn't know what the effect of drinking a little more would be?

You can't become a superman by accident, right?

Putting down the hoe in his hand, Zhang Ran directly lay on the edge of the spiritual spring and poured a belly of water.

It wasn't until his stomach couldn't hold it anymore that Zhang Ran found a relatively dry position and sat down on the ground with a satisfied face.

At first, a hot sensation slowly rose in my stomach.

It didn't take long for Zhang Ran to feel the blood in his body begin to boil.

As time passed, bursts of tingling sensations kept coming, constantly invading Zhang Ran's limbs.

Along with this tingling, there is also a wonderful feeling of comfort.