"I said, do you want to have a boyfriend? I have many classmates with good conditions."

As the car walked all the way, Xin Jun also joked.

Faced with this question, Song Tan still answered the same answer: "Talk, how many options are there? I'll call you to harvest rice in a while. I'll see who is the best for me."

Xin Jun:...

You are looking at who is suitable for you? Why not say who is suitable for your rice fields? In two months, do you have to see who is suitable for Taolin?

"Okay, when I asked for nothing, my classmates, without saying anything else, can't cut rice."

So he changed the topic quickly:

"When the rice is planted, should we plant two crops of rice directly, and should we turn the fields and plant rice again? Or should we keep the straw and grow rice grandson directly?"

The so-called "rice grandson" is a rural slang in Xinjun's hometown - when cutting rice, it means that when cutting rice, the straw is left in the field, and then the fields are continuously watered and fertilizer is added. Second batch of rice will grow along the original straw.

The advantage is that it is convenient and labor-saving, and the disadvantage is that the yield is only half of the original, which is suitable for the planting time of two crops of rice.

Song Tan shook his head.

She specially prepared a month earlier this year to produce two rice crops with sufficient yields.

"That won't work."

"If you plant that way, it won't be enough to eat - our family's appetite is too big. So we have to re-breed in two days. When the seedlings grow, we will officially cut the rice."

The rice in the field is now green and yellow, not far from ripening.

When it comes to eating, Xin Sanwan was embarrassed to say anything.

Heaven and earth have a conscience, he really doesn’t have such a good appetite at home!

It must be too brain-tasting to teach Qiao Qiao every day - it's not that he can eat.

...

The pickup truck was steadily all the way, and it was parked at the vegetable market when everyone got off work.

As soon as Song Tan got off the car, a large group of people surrounded him!

But the one who rushed over first was the person from the police station next to him. He stretched out his hand and slapped it open-

"You want 5?" Song Tan was curious.

"No!" The guy on the opposite side ran over, and he was not breathing well yet. He did not hesitate at this moment: "It's fifty!"

Outrageous!!!

The aunt behind me is not happy!

There are only one or two hundred melons in this car, and you need 50 to open your mouth. Don’t you care about the melons of the masses?

Besides, why do you need so many melons?

Feeling the death rays around, the little policeman was helpless: "There are only seven or eight people in our institute..."

Who has no relatives, friends, parents and daughter-in-law yet? It’s not enough to take 5 homes by one person!

Song Tan also sighed: "Why don't you make an appointment on the mini program first? I'm not prepared."

The young man was also very sad: "You have only 150 mini programs on the shelves, and I have disappeared before I can grab them."

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Song Tan:...wrong plan.

Originally, fifty were left for individual customers, but after all, this watermelon is expensive, so everyone is extra cautious when buying it.

But who told me to carry two in the office last time?

Now, I have tasted it!

She thought for a while: "Let's do this, you want so much, there's really nothing today. Otherwise, come and try it a few first, count the number tomorrow, and I'll just pull a cart for you."

"OK!"

The other party was also happy - he couldn't buy it today even if he was unhappy! It's all right to see the vigilance of the people behind him.

So I picked out the five largest ones in a car of watermelons at this moment, accurately touching away the five largest ones.

The old aunt behind her was jealous, and then she turned out her order:

"My daughter has three, the biggest ones!"

Because each watermelon needs to be weighed, I have had the first experience of selling watermelons. Later, these were no longer priced, but needed to make an appointment in advance and then deliver it according to the number of reservations.

There is no need to repeatedly calculate the price to refund or make up for it. Even if Song Tan sells it alone, the process will go faster.

Everyone is the same joy and heartache - they are happy that they have grabbed the melon again today, and when they go back to eat the melon peel, they feel the sweetness of the sweetness!

What makes me heartbreaking is that this melon is too expensive.

Not to mention anything else, the young man selling watermelons across the pickup truck only costs two yuan per pound of melons in the rock!

After a while, the watermelon will come up and the local potato will be cheaper.

"Boss, this melon has been on the market. Wouldn't you lower the price?"

Someone finally couldn't help asking.

The price of eating a bite of meat is trembling!

Song Tan was also very honest and helpless: "I want to reduce the price, but the cost is here - just say, can the planting cost of my melon is the same as the melon they sell?"

Everyone stopped talking.

Such delicious melons must be very different. Otherwise, why don’t others plant them? Why would they rather buy expensive ones than cheap ones?

I just regret not making enough money!

...

The melons are selling very well here, but Xin Jun has already chosen his mobile phone with a quick look and walked to the vegetable market with a box.

Before everyone could gossip, why did another young guy change to another young man? Song Tan pointed: "It just so happened that the cold drink wholesale store in front of me wholesale 100 ice creams. You can choose the types yourself. I will transfer them to you later."

"Okay." Xin Jun felt his scalp numb when he looked at the dense crowd, and then he rushed into the cold drink shop in a slight way.

At this moment, whether it was the crow's mouth on the road or what, Wu Qianqian actually walked here in a pair of slippers.

She originally wanted to wholesale ice cream because her home was in the community at the vegetable market. It was cooler in the evening, so her mother forced her to go out for a walk and bought cold drinks.

From a distance, I saw Song Tan standing beside an old pickup truck, briskly calling the watermelon to others-

She felt a sense of joy!

How to say it? The classmates who used to be better than themselves in school now have to go to the vegetable market to sell vegetables and melons - why doesn’t they make people superior?

At this moment, she had forgotten the price of wild vegetables before.

Think about it again, Song Tan and Xin Jun chose furniture together before...

snort!

It was the new and old hatred that came to my heart. I simply took out my cell phone, took a sloppy video, and then posted it directly to the classmate group.

[Look at our class beauty, life is really hard now. It’s 36 or 7 degrees outside. She sells watermelons in the vegetable market, and there is not even a helping hand around. It looks so embarrassing, I feel a little sad for her...]

Let's lay the groundwork first, and then have some tea talks later-

Wu Qianqian passed this process in her heart.

However, before the words were all printed, a series of exclamation marks were already sent in the group.

【!!!】

[Good! I thought Song Tan was pretty when I was in school, but I didn’t expect that she was so pretty now!]

[@Wu Qianqian: Does she have a boyfriend? Let me introduce it. How good is the old classmate knowing the roots and bottoms!]

[@Wu Qianqian, where is the embarrassment? Look at her beauty who has ice skin and jade bones, and she doesn’t even sweat a drop!]
Chapter completed!