"Baby, where is your uncle from?"

Tan Tai Yanfu squinted his eyes and asked the baby in a weird voice that could be gentle and dead.

The baby was a little scared and couldn't help but move his little butt to the sparrow. After thinking about it, he said, "He is in Hainan and has a lot of food." She wouldn't tell them where the uncle is from? If they went to eat all the delicious foods, she wouldn't have no choice but to eat them. She wouldn't be so stupid? The baby thought proudly.

"Oh, then does he have this kind of wine?" Dan Tai Yanfu asked, pointing to the bamboo bud wine in the big coke bottle.

"It should be!" the baby said vaguely.

"Then let him send a little more, and we'll pay for it."

"There is also rice." The old man next to him reminded.

"Yes, it's better to get some millet and let's plant it ourselves."

The elderly are now retired and are at home. They have nothing to do to raise flowers and vegetables. Some even cultivate a paddy field in their backyard to grow rice. They enjoy themselves and are comfortable.

When the baby heard this, he pouted his little mouth in dissatisfaction and wrinkled his little nose, thinking: So many requests, what should I say?

"Baby, do you have a phone call from your uncle? Let's call it now." Dan Tai Yanfu said to the baby. If you have something good, you have to start quickly. This is the lesson he learned from his previous military service. If he takes action late, he will probably not even have to drink soup.

The baby had to pick up the phone and started calling. The crow next to him said again: "I want more rice, my grandfather wants it."

"You won't fight yourself." The baby said angrily. He thought in his heart that he wanted this and that, and he thought she was a retailer!

"Help help!" the crow pulled the corner of her clothes and begged.

"Hmph." The baby glared at her, agreed, and then started calling.

Song Wen received the call from the baby and agreed readily.

Now the green rice in Ruyi Fan space is ripe every month, and it can be harvested every two months with the ground turning, seedling planting, and harvesting. There are five acres of green rice in the space, and thousands of kilograms can be harvested every two months. A pile of rice is full of bamboo houses. If it weren't for the fact that a lot of rice was used to make wine recently, I guess I couldn't even put it down. But how much rice is good? It's definitely not sold at the price of ordinary rice on the market, at least it's doubled. Anyway, they are not people who are short of money, so it would be a pity not to slaughter it hard.

The most expensive ones on the market are Thai fragrant rice. The most expensive ones are more than ten yuan, and the cheapest ones are five or six yuan. The green rice is better than the fragrant rice, and the price is definitely a little higher, but it is not easy for acquaintances to be considered too expensive, even if it is eight yuan. After thinking about it, Song Wen mentioned the price of the green rice. The old people agreed without hesitation, saying that they would come and try it for a few hundred kilograms first.

A few hundred kilograms? Song Wen hesitated after hearing this. A few hundred kilograms per person would mean a thousand kilograms. It seemed very troublesome to have to cargo for a thousand kilograms. After the old man heard his concerns, he called him without saying a word. The next day, a military vehicle came to pull the rice away. The efficiency was very fast. Song Wen also dug a jar of bamboo sprouts and wine. He wrote about rice and asked them to take it there. It was a gift from friendship. If he wanted it, it would be gone. He didn't have much left.

In May, the mulberries on the mulberry trees slowly fell off and the cherries were ripe.

Looking at the ripe cherries on the trees, Song Wen became distressed. When he planted cherries, he chose old trees that could grow cherries. When he planted them, he applied a lot of base fertilizer and poured the spring water in the Ruyi fan from time to time, so that the cherry trees had a lot of fruits, and they all looked sweet and attractive.

But there are many disadvantages, and I can’t finish eating it, and I’m too much to make wine. So after thinking about it, Song Wen decided to pick and sell the rest except for leaving a cherry to make wine and eat it, and spend it on a few cents.

So he asked Song Hu, his father and mother to pick cherries together. The next morning, Song Hu carried them to Nanzhou fruit market with baskets of cherries.

When the car arrived at the fruit market, it was just dawn and there were very few people in the market. Song Wen and Song Hu found a place to unload the cherries and then waited for someone to buy them there.

The place where Song Wen sells cherries is a concentrated area for scattered fruits, which mainly set up stalls for merchants with few fruits. There are many fruits on the stalls. Now there are bananas, pineapples, plums, early peaches, bayberry, and other places that are mainly transported from yellow-skinned fruits, lychees, mangoes, watermelons, grapes, etc. There are also cherries, but they are very small, not as big as Song Wen sells.

Song Wen had more than a dozen baskets of large purple-red and translucent cherries in the swaying, making them look very conspicuous.

Song Hu was bored in the market, so he drove to the market to play, leaving him alone to take care of the stall. As it was still early today, no one came to buy it, and Song Wen was bored, so he went to find a wooden box next to him and sat on it waiting for someone to buy it.

After a while, the market gradually became prosperous. There were a lot of people buying and selling fruits, which were very lively.

Because it is the size of a table tennis ball, only Song Wen's family is the only big cherry that is tender and dripping, so it looks very eye-catching. People who come to buy fruits will take a look, but when they hear the price he quotes, they shook their heads and left. Now the wholesale price of cherries in the market is about fifteen yuan per kilogram, which means that each catty is about eight yuan. However, those cherries are about three centimeters, and some are even smaller, while his cherries are almost the size of a table tennis ball, about five centimeters. He is unwilling to be killed by asking him to sell it at such a price.

So he raised the price, twelve yuan per pound, twenty-five yuan per kilogram.

Most of the people who come here to buy fruits are second-dealers who sell them. Such a high price may not be sold. The cherries can't be stored for long, and they lose water after a long time, and they eventually have to eat them by themselves. Maybe they will lose money, so they all look at them and buy more people. However, some people bought some in a scattered manner and went back to eat them. Some of them felt good after eating them and bought some. Unfortunately, they didn't sell them for a long time.

Song Wen looked at it and wondered if he would reduce the price.

At this moment, two people came not far away, and suddenly they were Xu Ke, the logistics minister of Qinxiangju who bought vegetables with him last time, and the guy who tested pesticide residues. The man was the same as last time. While walking, he took out samples from the fruit stall and squeezed juice and tested them in the instruments for detecting pesticide residues on his hands, but there seemed to be few that satisfy him.

Slowly, the two of them walked towards the big cherry stall that Song Wen was setting up.

The young man holding the detector glanced at the cherry that was big on the table tennis ball and muttered, "A cherry of this big must have been sprayed with hormones. No need to test it, you know it is not qualified." However, although he said that, he still picked up a cherry to squeeze juice to test. What surprised him was that there was no trace of pesticide residue on the detector. He thought the detector was broken, so he quickly picked up another one for squeeze juice to test, but the result was the same.

I was stunned for a moment and thought to myself: This is unscientific! (To be continued. Please search for Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!)
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