Don’t Mess with Shennong

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Now Wang Ping and his family are eager to sell all the watermelon in the shortest time. I am glad to hear that the people from Huaguo Mountain are here.

As a contract signer, Wang Ping'an needs to be present. Sister Feng Xi wants to see the excitement. She wants to go to the Northland with her brother. As for the big yellow dog sparrow, it is too busy to roll around in the yard, and naturally follows behind.

"Erbao, let them pick more watermelon, how much can be picked." Before going out, Su Wenting also specifically said.

"Relax, I know what to say." Wang Ping'an replied confidently.

After the two children left, Wang Degui struggled and decided to go to the village committee to see how his mother was troubled.

Su Wenting put the mediation book in a safe place again, preparing to go to school to work, and when the village came to mediation, she used the mediation book to toss each other.

Wang Ping'an guessed right. The villagers already knew what was happening at home, and along the way, few people teased him.

"Two silly, your milk went to your house to make trouble again? That crazy woman is partial, you can't get used to her, as I said, kick her feet, she will be honest." An old grandfather, take Holding a wine gourd, sitting on the road and laughing.

"If you can't beat grandma, you will be scolded as a fool, and you will be kicked." Wang Pingping replied sullenly, leaking stupidly.

"Ouch, Ersi still knows filial piety, and must be praised. Actually, this is your uncle's feng shui treasure. According to my anger, when I see him next time, I will directly smoke him a few big ears. My grandma can be filial But this uncle, anyway, unfamiliar, fight is also a white fight. "Another elder passing by, made a joke.

"Well, listen to you. Next time I see my uncle, I will scratch his ears. When he wants to ask, I will say that you taught it." Wang Ping An answered seriously.

"Puff ... everything, you can just answer that, you can't be wrong." The man was not afraid, and covered his stomach with a smile.

The people in the village told Wang Ping that all sorts of jokes can be opened, but to Wang Fengxi, they were very reserved. They all praised her politely, saying that she was a future college student.

Along the way, I talked and laughed, hiding the sword and sword, and finally arrived at the watermelon field.

Boss Sun did n’t come, but Secretary Xu was close. As soon as he saw Wang Ping’an, his eyes lighted up and shouted: “Boss Wang, your watermelon is selling so well. The customer response is super good. I picked three yesterday. Thousands of pounds, they sold out before noon. "

"So, boss Sun urged me to bring people over, how much can you pick, how much can you pick, you don't want to distress the watermelon."

"Haha, Secretary Xu don't care about the money, just pick the watermelon." In front of the villagers, Wang Ping'an is much normal.

Secretary Xu prepared a bottle of frozen Coca-Cola, which was originally for Wang Ping'an, and was puzzled and nervous to see a slim little beauty behind him.

"Who is this little sister?"

"Hello sister, I am his sister Wang Fengxi. I was studying at the No. 1 Middle School. I heard that your chain store took a fancy to my family's watermelon, and I came here to see the excitement."

"Oh, it turned out to be Sister Fengxi. She looks so beautiful. There is a bottle of ice cola. My sister is afraid of being fat and doesn't dare to drink. Come and help me." Then, Secretary Xu put Coke in Wang Fengxi in.

"Thank you sister." Wang Fengxi twitched and took the Coke.

When Wang Ping'an went to the watermelon field and instructed the workers to pick the watermelon, Secretary Xu began to talk, and chatted with Wang Fengxi in a few words, so that she could understand the situation at home.

Today, the watermelon in the field has matured a lot. After waiting for it, the melon field on the six acres of two acres has picked more than 6,000 kilograms, almost emptying the watermelon in the field.

A normal mu of watermelon can produce 5,000 to 9,000 kg of watermelon. If you catch up with the bumper harvest year, it is easy to produce 10,000 kg per mu.

And Wang Ping sprayed these watermelons with Shennong mineral water to make the watermelon delicious, and it can become large and ripe in the shortest time, so these days, many watermelons can be picked and cooked together.

Waiting until midnight for work, the weighing is over. Workers wrap the watermelon with a protective omentum, put it in a special watermelon crate, and paste the Huaguoshan logo.

Six thousand five hundred kilograms, the scratches are directly erased, and the receivable is sixty-five thousand yuan.

Wang Ping told Secretary Xu that he had a bank card, and future payments can be directly charged to this card.

But today Huaguoshan prepared enough cash, and then changed the payment method, it was a little trouble, so I ordered cash.

One stack, two stacks, three stacks ... six and a half stacks, red bills, placed in front of them.

Wang Ping's face was as usual, but Wang Fengxi was excited. This was the first time she saw so much cash.

"Brother, money, money, a lot of money. It turned out to be true. I really believed this time." Wang Fengxi admitted that he was suspicious, and now he is dancing with joy, not only for money, but also for this family. .

"It's just a small amount of money, and I will make more money in the future." Wang Ping'an had no idea about money and acted extremely calmly.

There are not many villagers watching around today, but there are more than a dozen, even melon farmers from outside the village.

Seeing a cart of watermelon selling more than 60,000 pieces, his eyes were red with jealousy.

"Oh my god, the original rumors are true, and they are sold for 10 yuan a catty. Ordinary watermelons, retail for eight cents today, and the wholesale price is less than three cents. The gap is too big."

Coincidentally, Grandma Mi Guizhi finished her troubles at the village committee and had not yet obtained results. I heard that Wang Ping'an was selling watermelons and trot all the way. He rushed here and saw Secretary Xu paying.

A large pile of banknotes, held in Wang Ping's arms, set the fool in full glory.

"Two silly, put the money down, it's mine, it's all mine." Grandma Mi Guizhi sounded like a Hong Zhong, and a few hundred meters away, she yelled and made her ears buzz.

"Ah? Who is this?" Secretary Xu was startled, fearing that there would be any misunderstanding and delayed the acquisition of the mutant watermelon.

"My grandma has some mental problems, alas, it's not easy to cure. I occasionally make a silly problem, which is inherited from her. You drive away first, here I will deal with." Wang Pingping said calmly.

"?????" Secretary Xu questioned the letter and asked for a circle. Just now I forgot to ask Wang Ping'an if there was something about grandpa and grandma. This omission, actually appeared.

Mi Guizhi rushed in front of Wang Ping'an, staring at the large amount of banknotes in his arms and shouting: "Er silly, this is the money to sell watermelon, right? Give grandma, I will buy meat for you."

"Buy meat, I will buy it myself. Grandma is old, and these little things should be left to our juniors." Wang Ping was stupid.

"If you don't buy meat, you have to give me the money." Mi Guizhi's voice was severe, and she began to play wild.

"Don't give it." Wang Ping's refusal was extremely neat, and the former Ersi might be afraid of her, but he was not really afraid.

The old man must be reasonable before he can be respected by others.

Only when the elders have the appearance of the elders will they be respected by the juniors.

You have nothing. Maintaining the majesty of your family with a little blood relationship will only increase your expectations.

"Well, you are a fool, if you don't give it, I will lie in front of the car and want to pass it, unless it is crushed over me." Mi Guizhi finished, holding a cane and lying flat in front of the truck pulling the watermelon. A gesture of coexistence and death with watermelon.