Chapter 20 Selling Watermelons

"No matter, now that I have money, I want to buy a house, and then buy some fields, and be a well-behaved farmer in the future, I can't be an official, I can only be a farmer, what can I do without farming?"

"You're still young, you can't just live like this for the rest of your life, right?"

At this time, Qiao Mai's eyes flashed, "I thought about it, in the future, I will raise a child and let her support me for the elderly, I don't dare to marry again, I am really scared of rubbing." ”

"There are still many good people in the world."

"Yes, there are so many good people, I met you one, what about the other good people?"

"You have to go out and have a look, you see that the people who cheered for you that day are all people with a conscience, you can't beat everyone to death with a stick."

"There's no urgency in this matter, let's talk about it when it meets the right one."

"Why don't you be a matchmaker and tell you one?"

"No, I've been in the mood for the past few years."

"Okay, if you want to get married, just tell my sister, and my sister will tell you a good family business."

Qiao Mai smiled and nodded, and after Lu took the two daughters away, she went back to the house, sat cross-legged on the kang, and looked at the one thousand and fifty taels of silver in front of her.

Coupled with the previous fifty taels, the current assets on the surface are 1,100 taels of silver.

A small courtyard like this would cost two hundred taels or more.

Although this yard is good, it is not her dish, the house she wants, there is a courtyard in front and a courtyard in the back.

You can plant flowers and grass, you can practice martial arts, you can run and play in the square for your children, if it is such a house, I am afraid that this 1,100 taels of silver will definitely not be enough.

Now that the two apprentices can leave, she can just give her some pointers if she doesn't once in a while.

It's time to free up some hands and do something else.

There is an open space at the entrance of the embroidery village, and it should be no problem if you do something else.

There are basically no raw materials in the space, they are all semi-finished or finished, such as frozen dumplings, sandwiches, and hamburgers in the freezer, which can be eaten as soon as they are heated in the microwave.

Including fish and something, she ordered ready-made in the restaurant, just for the convenience of eating.

Instant noodles, ham sausages and the like are even more hoarded.

Although there is a copy function in the space, she will not take these things out and sell them, after all, here, these things are new things, easy to attract the attention of others, and now she has no ability to protect herself.

She doesn't like to be noticed, and it's better to be an ordinary person who is inconspicuous in the crowd.

Looking at everything in the space, she was worried, and came to the refrigerator, which was full of some of her favorite fruits.

Dragon fruit, no! You don't have any of this fruit here.

Apples, no, it's not in season.

Pears, no, it's not in season, oranges, cherries, green mangs are even worse, not to mention bananas, and the fruits of the ancient south can't be transported to the north at all.

Plums, winter dates or anything can't do it, it looks like the season of May, it seems that only watermelons can be taken out.

On a hot day, it is still said that it is still said that it is better to set up a melon stall on the side of the official road on a hot day?

She looked at the watermelons in the refrigerator with some embarrassment, there were only two in total, and it took a while to sell one before one appeared, what if she couldn't keep up?

Her feet involuntarily rubbed against the floor, rubbing and rubbing, and her eyes looked at the floor.

The house was built with materials she had brought in, the floor was built by herself, and she remembered that when she first entered the space, it was an acre of black earth.

Does having soil mean that you can farm the land?

As soon as the idea popped up, she couldn't help but get excited again.

If so, if she eats the watermelon and plants the seeds, won't she be able to harvest the watermelon?

As soon as he thought of it, he did it, and without saying anything, he moved the whole house to the corner with his mind, and all the shelves were double-stored, freeing up nearly half of the space.

Lifting all the floors again, looking at the dark ground, she squatted down, dug hard with her hands, and took the black soil under her nose and sniffed it.

There is no peculiar smell, it is really earthy.

I heard that this kind of black soil is the most fertile, so she didn't say anything, she was a doer, and went to the refrigerator to take all the unicorn melons in half, took a big spoon and dug them out and ate them.

The watermelon seeds were left inside, and they were buried in the soil one by one, and the ground was visually measured to be a quarter of a quarter.

As if she had sown seeds to be watered, she took out a bucket of mineral water from the space, anyway, the space has a replication function, and her water will never run out.

After pouring water on the four points, she held the watermelon in both hands and ate it.

Thinking about going to the beach tomorrow, someone will buy and sell, and if no one buys her, she will sit on the side and do embroidery work, and she can't always sit at home, and be careful of being out of touch with society.

She doesn't know when these seeds will germinate or how long it will take for them to produce watermelons, but she can only cut them up and sell them before they grow.

Qiao Mai ate a large watermelon to plant four points of land, and her stomach was still a little full.

After returning to the refrigerator and watching the watermelon she ate being copied, she returned to the house with peace of mind and fell asleep with her daughter.

The next day, she went to the market first and found that no one was selling watermelons.

No matter, there is no watermelon to sell, it just so happens that she is the only one.

If others don't ask, she won't say anything, anyway, this melon is not stolen.

When she came to Xiuzhuang, the shopkeeper Lu was busy and pulled her to sit down.

"Willing to give it up?"

"I want to set up a stall in front of the shop? What do you think? ”

"You don't want to be a peddler, do you?"

"Why not, being idle is also idle, and you shouldn't do embroidery by mistake."

"What are you selling?"

"How's the watermelon?"

"Does anyone buy it? That thing is very expensive, only the rich can afford to eat it, how can the common people be willing to eat this? ”

"I don't sell the whole thing, I sell it separately, the people can't afford to buy the whole melon, eat a piece and taste the head office, on a hot day, put the watermelon in the well, cool and quench your thirst?"

Shopkeeper Lu thought that the watermelon was sandy and sweet, so he swallowed his saliva and said.

"Let me tell you, I've seen this watermelon in Fucheng, and I've eaten it at my friend's place, it's usually a hundred wen a catty, how can a watermelon be ten catties up to one tael, how many portions do you share?"

"Cut small, one piece sells for fifty wen,"

"And what about the melon money you buy from other vendors?"

"It's expensive for him to sell the rich, and it's definitely not expensive to sell mine, which is called small profits but quick turnover."

"What if I can't sell it?"

"A few of us have eaten, I'll think of another way."

Shopkeeper Lu couldn't persuade her, so he could only sigh, "Okay, sister doesn't care about you, you can toss as much as you like, anyway, you have money now." ”

"Sister prepared a long table for me, and then prepared a chair, and then I went to the county seat, bought a few melons and came back, and Ming'er started to set up a stall."

"Okay, big deal, let's eat it ourselves."

"Haha, don't worry, after making so much silver, you can still afford to lose a few watermelons."

The next day, Qiao Mai played with her daughter in the space for a while, coaxed the child to sleep, and only carried a big basket to the embroidery village on the third pole in the day, and the shopkeeper Lu reluctantly moved the table and chair out for her and placed it on the edge of the official road in front of the door.

At this time, the sun was very strong, and the passers-by kept shouting about the heat.

Qiao Mai took out one of the watermelons in the basket, placed them on the long table, took out a clean cloth from the basket and wiped the watermelons clean, then took out a kitchen knife and divided the watermelons in half, and then divided them equally with one knife and another.

"Cut sixteen pieces, come, sister, you take three pieces, and Xin'er and them together."

Shopkeeper Lu looked at the green-skinned watermelon and swallowed his saliva.

"Then dip your light, and the child and I will taste it first."

Qiao Mai stuffed three pieces of watermelon into her hand, and the shopkeeper Lu got the watermelon, which was very comfortable.

"How cool is it?"

"Take it back quickly, the cool will be gone for a while."

Shopkeeper Lu hurriedly returned to the shop with the watermelon, Qiao Mai cleared his throat, and the role of the vendor immediately came up.

"Watermelon, watermelon, sweet and juicy watermelon for sale!"

"Watermelon, watermelon, cold watermelon for sale!"