In the bamboo forest, there is a green color.

The dazzling sunlight shines through the leaves and countless money spots are sprinkled on the ground in the forest.

The quiet bamboo forest mountain road sounded like a sound of insects, accompanied by the quiet mountain road, and it seemed vibrant and full of natural atmosphere.

Walking out of the bamboo forest, it was the quiet mountain. Song Wen felt a refreshing breath coming towards him, the cool mountain breeze with a hint of cool water.

When he arrived at the parking lot, he found that the mangoes planted on the mango trees beside the parking lot had grown very large, each of which was the size of a fist and the palm of the palm. The fruits hang down on the branches, as if the mango branches were to be crushed at any time. Longan trees next to him also had longans the size of soybeans. Longans were not ripe until August or September, and it was still early to ripen.

Song Wen walked under the mango tree and looked at the mangoes. These mangoes were all Dajinhuang mango varieties introduced from Taiwan. It is said that the largest single fruit weighs five kilograms. I don’t know if it is true. Five kilograms can be sold as watermelons.

I looked at the mango, walked past the wooden bridge across the stream, and came to the watermelon field by the stream.

The watermelon is now the size of a palm, almost the size of a ball that a child plays with. The watermelon seems to grow very fast this time. He remembered that when he was watching the previous game, the watermelon was only the size of a ping-pong ball, why did it grow so big in a blink of an eye? It was unsolvable. Seeing that some grass grew in the field, he pulled it up and flipped the watermelon one by one to avoid being uneven red in the future. Then he poured some spring water in the Ruyi Fan and came to the green rice field next to him.

The green rice in the fields grows well, the rice grains grow very plump, and the rice ears covered with millet press the rice poles to bend.

After seeing the rice fields, Song Wen walked home. He accidentally saw the remaining cherry trees with fruits hanging by the lake. He remembered that yesterday he seemed to say that he was going to sell cherries today. Unexpectedly, he forgot about being with Huang Xi, and he couldn't help but pat his head.

What the ancients said was true, it was indeed the "Hero Tomb of Beauty Caves."

He quickly called his cell phone to Song Hu, who was full and had nothing to do, asked him to come and help pick cherries, and also called Xiao Chili and Nana who were still in the store to help.

Little Lajiao was very dissatisfied with Song Wen asking him to come over to help pick cherries. After coming up, she didn't give him a good look. But after taking a bite of the cherries, her expression became different. She didn't say she wanted to leave, but instead diligently helped her prepare cherries with Nana. Of course, she couldn't help picking up the biggest cherry she thought and biting it.

After picking the remaining cherry trees, the two girls were so tired that they screamed. Song Wen went to cook a big meal with a wink, and finally gave them a small basket of cherries and two bottles of ant honey, which made them laugh and forget about their impotence.

The next morning, Song Wen asked Song Hu to help carry cherries to the fruit market to sell them.

When I arrived at the market, it was still early, so Song Hu went to buy two bowls of fish porridge and ate them at the stall.

After the meal, there were still no one in the market. Song Hu simply went to find two pieces of paper and lie next to the stall and fell asleep. Song Wen was not as comfortable as him, and sat on a wooden box and looked at the stall.

As the sky gradually became brighter, there were more people coming and going in the market. Among the crowds of people, a girl leaned into her head and looked inside. When she saw Song Wen, she exclaimed and turned around and ran away. After a while, she led a large number of girls to kill her.

The day before yesterday, the girls went back to buy cherries, and their families praised them after eating the big cherries. Although the price was a bit high, they all said that it was worth it. Some girls went back and saw the tender and crystal cherries, and they moved their hearts and juiced the cherries. They then kept the juice for themselves, and then made the remaining cherry meat into a mask and applied it to their face. After waking up the next day, the girl was surprised to find that her originally rough face had become much tender, so she showed off her.

A girl who bought cherries didn't believe it, so she also tried it with cherries as a mask. Unexpectedly, when she got up the next day, she felt that it was much tender and smoother. It was so incredible.

Three girls form a party and five girls form a group.

The news that using cherries as a facial mask can make a small face tender instantly spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and everyone knows it.

It’s nothing to be delicious, but it can make your face tender, which is a great thing. What women are most afraid of is that as time goes by, they are already long and tender, and their white and tender skin becomes as rough as yellow-faced women. After the girls knew the magical function of cherries, they all thought about the cherries sold by Song Wen. Someone came to buy Song Wen’s cherries early yesterday morning, but he didn’t expect that he didn’t come to sell them, which disappointed the girls.

Some girls didn't believe in evil, so they came over to see if Song Wen came to sell cherries today. Unexpectedly, she really saw it. She quickly called her friends to come over, and she became like she was clamoring now.

"Boss, why didn't you come to sell cherries yesterday? We're here to wait for you for a long time?" A girl complained to Song Wen.

"Yes! Yes! Boss, you want to give us a discount."

“To be discounted.”

The girls said to Song Wen one after another, and his head was almost blown up, and he hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll give you 10% off."

When the girls heard this, they cheered and said flatteringly: "Boss, you are a good person, I'll buy it next time." "Boss is such a good person." "Did the boss marry a wife? I'll introduce one to you." "I think you want to marry as the boss's wife!" "What nonsense."

A group of girls were talking and playing, making a lot of noise, just like hundreds of crows, making people dizzy.

Without any help, Song Wen had to ask the girl in front of him: "How many cherries do you want to buy?"

"Give me ten pounds." said the girl in front.

Ten kilograms of cherries are 300 per catty, and 100% off is 27. For her, it is already one-tenth of her salary, but she is willing to spend this amount of money. What is more important than her own face? According to her experience in applying facial masks, two cherries can be made into a mask, and ten kilograms can save some use, and it can be used for one month. Unfortunately, she doesn’t have much money this month, otherwise she would buy more and put them in and use them slowly.

"Give me twenty pounds."

"Give me thirty pounds."

"We want a basket."

The girls behind him heard this and said one after another.

"Okay, okay, don't squeeze, don't squeeze, I'll call you right away." Song Wen said kindly, and quickly called cherries with Song Hu who had already risen. After a while, more than a dozen baskets of cherries were sold cleanly. The girl who had bought cherries was very discouraged and walked up to ask Song Wenmingtian if he had sold it. He didn't even have cherries, so he shook his head. This made the girl very angry, and he thought to himself why he didn't come earlier?

After the sale, Song Wen and Song Hu cleaned up the stall and planned to leave. At this time, several women in pink work clothes came over. One of the women pointed at him and said to a woman in her thirties next to him, "It's him."

Song Wen was surprised to see it, so he stopped.

A woman in her thirties came to Song Wen, respectfully handed over a business card, and said, "Hello, I am the manager of the Pink Beauty Club. I heard that you sell cherries here, so I want to buy some from you."

Song Wen glanced at the business card, which read "Lin Ying, Manager of Pink Beauty Club", and handed it back, saying, "You are late, and the cherries are sold out."

Lin Ying also heard the club employees say that the cherries bought from the market have good effect on making masks. They have tried to use cherries to make masks for customers, but the results are not very ideal. This time, after hearing what the staff said, they specially took the cherries bought by the employee for a test. Unexpectedly, the beauty effect of this cherry is completely different from the cherries they bought in the past. The beauty effect is very good, so they immediately took the bus over, but they didn't expect it to be empty.

"Then do you have any at home? Our club is willing to buy them all, and you can even send a car to your house to get them so that you won't be transported here." Lin Ying said again. The beauty effect of this kind of cherry is so good that it will definitely increase the popularity of the club after buying it. Moreover, with this cherry, it will undoubtedly drive other beauty projects in the club. It can be said that she can beat multiple goals in one fell swoop, and she has no choice but to put more thoughts on it.

Song Wen shook his head and said, "Sorry, these cherries are all this year and are gone."

Lin Ying was very regretful when he heard this and was about to go back. Suddenly, she thought that she could sign up for next year's cherries with him. Such a good cherries would be worth ten or eight years. Anyway, she just signed an intention contract and the club didn't have to pay anything.

So she said to Song Wen again: "Sir, I don't know if you are willing to sign a purchase and sales contract with our company. In the future, our company will purchase all the cherries produced in your family at a price of 20% exceeding the market price of that year, but you have to ensure that the cherries in the future will still be the same as the quality of this year."

When Song Hu heard this, he hurriedly shook his eyebrows at Song Wen and asked him to agree. Such a good thing can't be found even with a lantern.

Song Wen thought for a while, shook his head, and said, "Let's talk about next year before we talk about it next year! I don't want to think about such a distant thing." As he said that, he apologized to Lin Ying and left.

Lin Ying didn't expect Song Wen to refuse. You should know that the conditions were very generous. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a pie falling from the sky. Unexpectedly, he would refuse. He was stunned for a moment, and didn't know what to say, just watched the two of them leave.

Getting on the truck that brought cherries over, Song Hu asked Song Wen curiously: "Awen, why didn't you agree to her?" Song Hu felt that he was too stupid to not agree to such good conditions.

"I don't want to tie myself to a contract. After signing a contract with her, I have to worry about the quality of cherries, and even the yield of cherries. I'm worried all day long, but I'm not as good as Xiaoyao now, why bother?" Song Wen said lightly. In fact, the most important thing is that he is not short of money now. If he is so poor, he will definitely sign the contract immediately. He will also try his best to ensure quality, and even increase the yield of cherries.

Song Hu felt that what he said was quite reasonable, so he nodded in agreement.

After selling the cherries, there was nothing wrong with Song Hu driving back to Songjiabao. When passing by the Flower Street, Song Wen asked Song Hu to stop, and then carried a small basket of cherries to Xiaojun's orchid shop. Last time he gave Huang Xi a basket, he could not favor one or the other.

When I arrived at the store, I found that Xiaojun was not here, so I put down the cherry and asked the two little girls who were watching the store to give her, and left. (To be continued. Please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!)
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