"Wow, what a big watermelon!"
The little dolls were very happy when they saw such a big watermelon.
Brother Rui squatted down to choose carefully with experience, patted the watermelons one by one and heard the sound, that little appearance was very serious.
Erwa walked back and looked at him, squatted down and asked curiously, "What are you doing, Xiao Rui?"
Brother Rui raised his head and said very seriously: "Second brother, my dad taught me to listen to the sound, and I can tell if the watermelon is ripe with a pat."
"Wow, you are amazing, then tell me which one is already ripe."
"Don't make a sound, I'll listen to it again." Brother Rui shot several watermelons in a row, but he could only hear the clack, which must be unripe raw melon eggs. He tried several more, and finally heard a big watermelon. It made a thumping sound, which should be familiar.
Brother Rui stood up and kicked the big watermelon and said, "This is it, cut it."
Erwazi drooled and slapped hard with a small shovel. The big watermelon suddenly made a "pop" sound, and the watermelon suddenly cracked, revealing the bright red watermelon flesh inside, and it smelled like a smell. Very tempting sweet scent.
Several little dolls gathered around to look at it, and their saliva was about to flow down. They pointed at the big watermelon and said, "This watermelon is ripe and it's so red."
Erwa gave the watermelon a few more shovels and divided it into several large pieces. He broke apart a small piece and handed it to Mengmeng to eat. Mengmeng happily leaned over and took a small bite. The sweet juice, taking a bite seems to be sweet to the heart.
The other little dolls gathered around and said expectantly, "Sister, is this melon sweet?"
Mengmeng licked the juice from her mouth and said, "It's so sweet~"
This time the little dolls finally couldn't bear it anymore. One person broke a piece and ate it like this. Sweet, it was really too sweet. Not only did it taste sweet, but it also had a lot of juice in it, which instantly turned the summer heat away. all taken away.
Huzi saw that the dolls were eating melons, so he leaned up and smelled it curiously. He felt that the taste was actually good, and curiously stuck out his tongue and licked it. His eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes became like light bulbs. Liang, I saw that it opened its mouth desperately, and took a big bite, and most of the watermelon was gone.
Xiao Jin was hiding in a coconut tree not far away. He stared at these ignorant people with crossed eyes. What's so delicious about those red things? He just ate ten or eight. It's not delicious either.
The little dolls were squatting in the field and eating happily when they suddenly heard a gurgling sound, followed by a few shadows coming down from their masks. They raised their heads and found that they were tourists from the village, so they laughed a lot. He said politely, "What are you doing, uncle?"
Of course, the target of these tourists is watermelon. This is a very rare fruit. They can't eat it once. The face came over and said, "Little boy, do you sell your watermelons? Uncle will pay you to buy them, okay?"
A few little dolls started selling iced soda a few months ago. They knew right away that there was a business coming to their door.
Mengmeng whispered in a very low voice: "Commissary."
"Yes, yes," Erwa immediately felt very reasonable, and proudly praised her: "My sister is still smart, so let's take it back to the canteen, weigh it and sell it to them."
He stood up and faced the tourists, imitating his milk, and said enthusiastically: "Uncle, do you really want to buy watermelons? We have to take the scales back to the canteen before we can sell them to you. What do you think?"
Jinsi Glasses has heard the whispers of these little dolls, and thinks that they are very interesting. They are all engineers in the factory and they are not short of money, so they said with a smile: "Everyone of us To buy, pick us six big ones."
Erwa smiled very happily and said, "That's it, Xiao Rui, can you still choose? You can choose a few more for them."
Brother Rui carefully searched the field with his head down. This time it was easier. He knocked several times in a row and made a mature thump sound. The watermelon vines were smashed with a small shovel, and the six watermelons that were finally selected were all large watermelons. Tourists consciously picked them up in their arms or carried them on their shoulders, and just carried them away.
Huzi stayed behind, and it also took a fancy to a big watermelon. It bit the watermelon vine by itself, and pushed the watermelon with its big head to make it roll on the ground, and asked the little dolls to help lift it up when it hit a high place in the middle. , just rolled the watermelon all the way back to the village, scaring another wave of tourists.
The villagers quickly explained the origin of the tiger to the tourists, and swore that the tiger would never bite. The tourists saw the stupid appearance of the tiger rolling the watermelon. They were still afraid of it, but their attention was attracted by the watermelon. Many tourists didn't know what it was. Fortunately, there were still a few people in the crowd who knew the product. They said in amazement: "Oh, this is a watermelon, There is such a thing in the village? Zhao Gong, where did you pick the watermelon?"
Zhao Gong is the one with the golden glasses. He walked all the way with the big watermelon in his arms, his arms were a little sore, he raised his chin and said in the direction of the canteen: "It's the melon from this family, come, come in with us, it's such a big one. I can't finish the watermelon at home, and whoever wants it can buy it with me."
The tourists stayed outside for a while, but Huzi rolled the watermelon and walked into the yard first. Madam Feng turned around and saw the tourists. She also saw the tourists holding the watermelons. She asked the family in a puzzled way. The little baby said, "Why did you pick all the watermelons, aren't they still ripe?"
Erwa burped out a watermelon-flavored burp, "Milk, the watermelon is already ripe, we've all eaten it just now, it's sweet and delicious, my sister also ate it. Huzi brought back one, and those uncles said they wanted to buy it, and I brought them here."
Madam Feng gave him a "you're very nice" look, she bent down and wanted to pick up the big watermelon, oh hey, Lao Shen, she almost couldn't hold it, and it took a lot of effort to put it on the table , turned around and said to the group of tourists: "You guys wait here for a while, I'll go get a scale."
She trotted to the side room, and quickly found the scale. She had already weighed the watermelon in her arms just now. The watermelon weighed about 20 to 30 pounds. She thought that a small watermelon the size of a small leather ball could be sold. For three yuan, her watermelon is four to five or six times bigger, so she can't sell it at a loss. How much money she wants to sell, she has to figure it out here before she can go out.
Madam Feng pondered in her heart, and finally made up her mind. Then she returned to the canteen with the scale, and said with a very candid expression, "Let's talk about the price first and then give you the scale, and Madam Feng will make it for you. The business is the most sincere, and we country people are also people who understand the market. A watermelon as big as this is absolutely impossible to buy without 20 to 30 yuan in your provincial capital. However, the watermelons in our Taoyuan Village are grown by the farmers themselves. If you come out, you don't need to count the toll, I'll give you a little cheaper, 50 cents a pound. If you think it's suitable, I'll weigh it for you."
Having said that, the expression on Mrs. Feng's face turned bitter again, she let out a long sigh and said, "Let's talk about it first, after the weighing is over, if you don't want to buy it, you don't have to give money. But If the watermelon is opened, the money will not be refunded. It is not easy for us farmers to grow a watermelon. The sun is shining every day. We have to be careful not to be bitten by those birds, everything is troublesome. This is all hard earned money. You can think about it first before buying it, the money will not be refunded if you already bought it."
The villagers next to him were also very shrewd, and quickly began to help: "Yes, yes, it is not easy for our village to grow these watermelons. The village chief also went to the south to learn techniques, and also invited experts from the provincial capital to come and help. That's what the villagers grow... oh yes, scientific watermelons! Even the experts in the provincial capital have said it is good, and what I said is true not to fool you tourists."
The group of tourists had already negotiated that they would buy it together, and it would not be very expensive to spread out evenly. Zhao Gong stood up and said, "No problem, old lady, just give us the scale, isn't it just 50 cents a pound? The watermelon in the provincial capital is still much cheaper, you are a real person, we promise not to go back on it with you."
"That's it, then I'll weigh it for you." These watermelons are very heavy, and Madam Feng used all her strength to finally weigh them all. It looks like, calculate the price, that is, ranging from twelve to fourteen dollars.
Madam Feng calculated the price for the tourists, with a very happy smile on her face, and said generously: "I just added one or two taels of weight, so I will help you wipe off all the fractions, let's go to the countryside. People are not greedy for this kind of cheapness, and they only want to get a benefit when they sell things, and you can buy them when you think they are delicious."
The tourists all gave their thumbs up and praised Mrs. Feng for being open and bright. She even borrowed a kitchen knife from her and split it up and ate it on the spot. The taste is still very sweet, even the watermelon seeds are very few, and the juice is overflowing in a bite. In such a hot summer, it is really the greatest enjoyment to eat watermelon.
Both adults and children ate watermelon, and some little dolls even ran to the backyard, swaying under the coconut tree while nibbling on watermelon. Some little dolls surrounded the tiger, trying to grab its tail, refusing to let it go. The tiger was very annoyed, and finally it jumped on the wall and ran far away.
The villagers saw with their own eyes that the old Feng family sold a few large watermelons, and received seventy or eighty dollars. They were all sensational, but they felt that the village chief did not lie to them. This watermelon is really easy to sell, and they did not see any of those tourists. Does it all seem like a big bargain? The tourists themselves have said that the watermelon in the provincial capital is definitely more than this price.
The villagers were very happy in their hearts. In the past, the village chief told them that selling 200 watermelons would be enough for their family's income for a whole year. Now it seems that they don't need 200 watermelons at all. Sixty is almost the same. How many watermelons there are in their fields, they don't even know how to count them. Anyway, it must be more than fifty or sixty. Hahaha, planting watermelons is really a very good thing. For the future, they must be more varied next year.
When the melon-eating tourists returned to the village, they immediately spread the word from one hundred to one hundred thousand to one thousand, and soon other tourists also came, swarming to the canteen, one or two shouting to buy the watermelon from Lao Feng's family.
Madam Feng was both happy and worried. Her old man went to the provincial capital to do business. Her eldest son and daughter-in-law had to go to work again. Even if they didn't have to go to work, they would entertain tourists. I can't go away.
After thinking about it, only her own family is the most reliable. No one can be cheap for outsiders. She called Sanwa and Wuwa and said, "You two stop eating watermelon, go back to your house, and find your own mother. Yes, just come to my commissary and tell them that I have something good to tell them and tell them to hurry up."
Zhao Chunhua and Chen Hongmei both came running after a while, squeezed in front of the tourists and said, "Mom, why are you calling us here?"
Mrs. Feng pointed to the tourists behind her, and said in a low voice, "You take these tourists to the fields to choose watermelons. If the ripe melons are not enough, you can pick them from your own fields, and then I'll divide the money for you later."
These two daughters-in-law are very happy. Their mother-in-law is taking care of them. Their watermelons are planted at the same time as the uncle's family. He had to say affectionately, "Mom, I know, I'll take them there."
Zhao Chunhua and Chen Hongmei went out with the tourists, leaving only the villagers who were desperate. They had been warned before not to rob tourists, but it was too uncomfortable to watch others make money.
Of course, Mrs. Feng knew what they were thinking, she touched her temples and said very generously: "Everyone is from the village, and the people of our old Feng family never eat alone. You should also go back to your own fields and see if there is ripe watermelon already. No, if the tourists are willing to buy from you, you can sell it to them. Let's go."
Only then did the villagers become happy, and they complimented Madam Feng: "I didn't say anything, Auntie, you are so happy, I have to go back and have a look."
Seeing that there was money to be made, these villagers rushed to the watermelon fields and began to search. They found that only one or two were ripe, which was much smaller than the watermelon of the village chief's house, although they could earn ten yuan. Eight yuan, but it's still not as good as the old Feng's family. Oh yes, there is also the old Zhang's family. Several of them are planted at the same time. Some of the watermelons are already ripe. Now they make a lot of money by selling them to tourists. I planted the watermelons late, and I could only covet other people's money, and felt so uncomfortable, not to mention depressed.
Yang Xiaojuan had just sold out the watermelons, and took Brother Rui home by the way. She walked into the room and closed the door, took out the money in her pocket and counted it one by one, and finally her face bloomed with joy. Today, I sold seven or eight large watermelons, and I made hundreds of dollars.
She sat on the edge of the bed and counted the money, her brother Rui was lying on the edge of the bed and looked at it, Yang Xiaojuan picked up the stack of money and patted his head gently and said, "What are you looking at? This money It's for you to marry your daughter-in-law in the future."
Brother Rui's little face blushed secretly, and asked Yang Xiaojuan a little embarrassedly, "Mom, does it cost a lot to marry a daughter-in-law?"
Yang Xiaojuan nodded heavily and said, "Of course, which girl is willing to marry you without money? Marrying a daughter-in-law will cost a lot of money."
Brother Rui nodded his head, he could understand that money is so important, and seeing his mother's hand holding the money was still moving, he warned worriedly: "Mom, hurry up and hide the money. Don't lose it."
"Oh, you ghost, don't worry, you can't lose it." Yang Xiaojuan was amused by his anxious little eyes, and finally put the money away and hid it at the end of the bed.
Brother Rui glanced at the place where the money was placed, with a blushing little face, not knowing what he was thinking.