Spatial Farm Life: Raising My Kid, Abusing Scum, and Keeping Busy With Life

This voice has attracted many passers-by, Qiao Mai looked at the bright red, juicy and juicy watermelon, such a good appearance, I don't believe it will not be able to attract young and old friends.

Sure enough, seeing such a watermelon, passers-by looked around and swallowed.

Some people know that watermelon is definitely not cheap, and they are ashamed of their pockets, so it is okay to ask the price if they want to buy it or not.

"Hey, little lady, how did you sell that melon?"

"Fifty cents a piece"

"Isn't this too expensive? How much is a catty of sugar?"

"But candy doesn't taste like watermelon, don't you think so?"

"That's right, it's just too expensive, otherwise we'll buy a piece and try it."

"It's not expensive anymore. This watermelon is usually grown for noble people to eat. I bought it cheaply from other people's melon vendors and sold it separately when I came back. A whole melon can't make a few pennies. I just wanted to give it to passers-by." Try it."

Looking at the cut watermelon on the table, they could only sigh, shook their heads and left.

Qiao Mai was not discouraged either. She sat on the chair, feeling that the top of her head was too hot, thinking that she would sell the melons on the table later, and go back to the embroidery village to find some bamboo poles and build a simple pergola.

Just about to take out her embroidery work, a carriage stopped in front of her melon stall.

A little boy's head protruded from the car window, about twelve or thirteen years old.

"Little lady, are you selling this melon?"

"nature!"

"Quick, give me a piece, I'm dying of thirst."

As soon as Qiao Mai heard this, he knew that this was a man who was not short of money, so she immediately got up with a smile, picked up a piece, stepped forward and handed it over.

The little boy took a bite of the watermelon, gave a comfortable thumbs up, and finished eating with a few bites.

"One more piece."

"Fifty Wen a piece."

"Master has plenty of money, how much money do you have?"

"Twelve dollars."

"Give me another five yuan."

After speaking, he gave her a dime of silver, which was enough to buy seven or eight yuan.

Qiao Mai was not pretentious, and handed him one piece after another, and the little boy ate another five yuan in one breath, and then said comfortably while touching his stomach.

"Your melon is not bad. Is it chilled?"

"No, it was soaked in well water."

"Well, do you have any more silver coins?"

"You can eat two more yuan."

"It's not easy for him to give my coachman two yuan."

Qiao Mai immediately took a liking to the little boy, and he had a good personality, so he handed over two yuan to the driver.

"Thank you young master, thank you little lady."

The coachman was also very thirsty, and after a while he ate two pieces of melon, the little boy waved at the coachman.

"Hurry up and go home."

"Yes, master!"

Qiao Mai got his first pot of gold from selling melons, and shopkeeper Lu watched from a distance in the shop with a smile on his face.

This girl has delayed the Tian family. She is really good at doing business. She set up a stall on the first day, but she didn't get angry at all.

And the luck of the fortune, it opened as soon as it was placed, which is great!

Qiao Mai glanced at the five pieces of watermelon on the table, casually picked up one, took a bite, moistened his throat, and started selling it again.

The vendors who set up stalls around were not optimistic about her business at first, but they didn't expect to sell several yuan in a short time, so they all cast envious eyes.

After Qiao Mai finished eating the melon, he took out his embroidery work and looked up from time to time.

This season, there are all flies. It seems that we have to make a net cover later, otherwise, there will be a lot of people falling on it, so that diners can see it, who will buy it.

In ancient times, there were no plastic nets, but white gauze could be used instead. She can do it herself if she has tools, it's very simple.

Just as she was thinking, three boys around eight years old stopped in front of her booth, looking at the melon and swallowing.

Qiao Mai saw that their clothes were all made of fine cotton, and their hair was combed clean. It seemed that their families were in good condition.

"Little aunt, how do you sell your melons?"

"Fifty coins a piece."

"What if we don't have money?"

"Then I can't sell you, or I will lose money."

The three swallowed again and looked around, "Why isn't dad coming?"

Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here!

A strong man ran up to them, and Qiao Mai knew at a glance that this man knew kung fu.

"Oh, why are you running around? If traffickers catch you, how can I explain to your mother? She can't beat dad to death."

"Father, we didn't run around, we came here only when we saw the watermelon, and we didn't go anywhere."

The strong man glanced at the watermelon on the table and knew that the children wanted to eat melon.

"How did you sell it?"

"Fifty Wen a piece."

"It's not expensive, it's three yuan."

"There are still four yuan left, just one for each of you, how about I give you ten cents cheaper?"

"Okay, that's all"

Seeing that the strong man is also a good owner of money, in a blink of an eye, the four melons on the table are gone.

"This melon is really good, is there any more?" The brawny man and his three sons asked eagerly.

Qiao Maiwan smiled, "Naturally!"

She bent down to pick up the melons in the basket, wiped them clean, and cut the melons into sixteen evenly sized pieces.

"Another four dollars."

"Good one, the price is still the same as before. If you want to eat melons in the future, come to my booth. As long as it is not windy or rainy, I will be here, and I will sell it this summer."

"Uh-huh."

Each of them ate another piece, satisfied their appetite, quenched their thirst, gave the money and left.

Qiao Mai put the money into the purse, and several vendors around had been watching her selling melons, and couldn't help but strike up a conversation with her.

"Little lady, did your melons come from Fucheng?"

"yes,"

"How much is a melon?"

"Seven hundred words."

"How expensive is it?"

"No, I bought a lot at one time, so I gave this price. If there is less, one melon is worth one tael of silver."

"Then you can earn a hundred dollars by selling a melon?"

Qiao Mai knew what they were thinking, so he counted for them with his fingers.

"Earn? Are you thinking too lightly? Don't say whether this melon is the best one. Even if it is a good melon, can you sell that much every day? Can you guarantee that all the cut watermelons will be sold? If there are a few pieces that cannot be sold, it is a compensation. When it is raining and windy, you can’t sell the watermelon at home. After a long time, the flesh inside can still be sold? You can only eat it yourself, thinking that selling melons is worthwhile It would be wrong if it looked so good.”

The vendors around also silently calculated an account in their hearts, it was just like what the little ladies said.

Looking at making money for a while, if there is a slight mistake, it is a loss.

"Then why are you still selling this?"

"Our shopkeeper is not short of this money. We usually eat by ourselves, and only let me sell melons if there are surplus melons."

Only then did the merchants suddenly realize that the melon did not belong to the little lady, but to the shopkeeper of the embroidery village behind, so I will tell you.

If it's the melon stand in that family, then it's still in the past, who told Boss Lu to be rich, he is not short of these few watermelons, and he can afford to pay.

After her explanation, the vendors were no longer envious, and they stopped staring at her stall.

After all, it was hot, and the carriages passing by on the road, when they saw her watermelon, stopped to eat a few pieces when they were going back and forth.

Soon another melon was gone, Qiao Mai looked at the freezer with his mind, hehe, two more melons came out.

That's great, this is a real empty-handed white wolf, a transaction without capital.

After moving the two melons from the space into the basket, she thought of the four melons, and looked at them again with her mind.

Seeing this, the corners of her mouth immediately grinned to the base of her ears.

In just two days, the watermelon planted has already grown melon seedlings. My God, if this continues, the watermelon can be harvested in a few days.

Um? She suddenly felt that something was wrong, why did the four quarters of the melon seem to be twice as big?

Qiao Mai swallowed, thinking of setting up a beach on the edge of the official road at this moment, so she withdrew her thoughts and suppressed the excitement in her heart.

If she is right, space can not only copy consumables, but also land?

But land is not a consumable? what happened?

Qiao Mai felt that his brain was not enough, he couldn't figure it out.

However, this is a good thing for her, a very good thing.