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    "Ha, it's sweet and delicious." Mengmeng blinked her big watery eyes and said soft and waxy words. Her voice was so sweet that it touched people's hearts and made all the uncles and aunties in the city go crazy.  It¡¯s so rare, she¡¯s such a juicy little girl, just by looking at her, you know the watermelon must be delicious.

    Mrs. Feng had already stood up and shouted enthusiastically: "Come over here and take a look. Authentic Hainan sweet watermelons are big, sweet and fresh. They were just shipped from Hainan this morning. If you want to buy fresh ones, do it now, everyone."  Come and take a look at my watermelon, keep the authentic Hainan sweet watermelon that you will be addicted to and want to eat again. It is sweet, big and fresh."

    Mrs. Feng shouted several times, and soon attracted a large group of people buying vegetables. One of the aunts stood by and looked at her, and finally couldn't help but said excitedly: "Sister, how do you sell these watermelons?"  ?¡±

    Mrs. Feng took out a paper sign and hung it on the table. A warm smile burst out from her face, "The watermelons in this cart are sold by the piece. Each watermelon is sold for fifteen yuan without a ticket. Each watermelon weighs more than twenty-five pounds."  , we can only store more and not less, and we are too lazy to weigh it, so you can just pick and choose the bigger ones, the bigger the more cost-effective, come on, come on, I will open it for you to try on the spot, if it tastes good, you can buy it again."

    This group of citizens looked at the watermelon and made a mental calculation. A watermelon costs fifteen yuan, which is quite a good price. People in the city are also very smart and knowledgeable. This rare southern fruit can only be eaten by high-ranking cadres.  Otherwise, sick patients can only eat one or two pieces with a doctor's certificate. Ordinary people who want to eat can only try their luck when special commodities are available in the city during the holidays.  , often queuing up in the middle of the night, and the price is so high that you may not be able to buy it. Not to mention that the price of this watermelon stall is now half cheaper, and it is strange that you can try it without a ticket.

    Mrs. Feng took out a kitchen knife and cut the watermelon into slices. The bright red flesh of the watermelon was very appetizing to look at, and the sweet smell made her drool. The guests picked up a piece of watermelon and put it in their mouths.  Inside, it's sweet, crunchy and indescribably delicious. This watermelon is really top quality.

    One of the customers who knew the goods took out the money and ordered two large watermelons on the spot. Others saw it and quickly took out their money to select carefully, focusing on the big, round ones, the heavier the better.

    Materials are in short supply these days. Even though the people in the city have saved their money all year round, they can't buy anything good. Now they finally came across a watermelon. They were all vying to buy it. Soon the news spread, and the stall  Groups of customers came around, waving their bills and trying to push forward, for fear that they would not be able to buy anything if they arrived late.

    Mrs. Feng was so happy that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear as she collected the banknotes. Her old man and the driver were standing behind carrying watermelons. The watermelons in the truck were decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. In less than two hours, they were all sold out.  Just like this, customers kept coming over to buy them. They were very sad to hear that the watermelons were gone.

    Seeing this posture, Mrs. Feng immediately decided to go back to the village and bring another cart of watermelons. Her old man and the driver discussed it, and Mrs. Feng got into the car with Mengmeng in her arms.

    The carriage was swaying. Mengmeng felt a little sleepy when her grandma held her in her arms. She yawned and closed her eyes. Mrs. Feng quickly adjusted her position so that she could sleep more comfortably.  Old man Feng whispered beside him: "Old man, these watermelons are so easy to sell. I thought we would have to sell them for a week, but I didn't expect that in just one day, all our watermelons could be sold. That pack  You have to keep the money in it."

    There was a big blue schoolbag hanging on Old Man Feng's chest. He brought this schoolbag from the south. He hugged the big schoolbag tightly and did not dare to let go for a moment. He said with some pride on his face: "  You see, I'm not lying to you. Our watermelons are definitely easy to sell in this provincial city. Lao Shitou and I observed this opportunity every day. We can't suffer a loss if we sell it for fifteen yuan each, and we can save a lot of trouble.  Son, when we return to the village, we will seize the time to pick all the watermelons in the field and try to sell them all today."

    Mrs. Feng said with satisfaction: "Sure, I'll listen to you. You're smarter. Look at our silly son who is still worrying about the sales of watermelons. The people in our village are stupid enough and would rather give them away for free."  Then Boss Wang doesn¡¯t know how to transport it and sell it himself.¡±

    Old Man Feng raised his chin slightly with a smile on his lips, "Do you think everyone has this ability? People in our village are not united and can't do this. Now is not the time of the production team. I used to do whatever I said.  Everyone has to listen to me, but Yimin's generation is different. The village cadres' words are of no use. They refuse to stop them from being fooled, thinking they are trying to harm them. Haha, just wait and see.  , my eyes are the most accurate in seeing people. I don¡¯t think that Boss Wang is a kind person.Stubble, this matter is definitely not over yet.  "

    Mrs. Feng curled her lips and said impatiently: "Never mind them. Let Yimin worry about this matter. Anyway, you are not a cadre now, so don't bother with such noisy things. We, the old couple, are still focused on making money."  That¡¯s good.¡±

    Old man Feng nodded his head and obviously agreed, "Hey, you are right. It is better for young people to take care of their own affairs. We two old people, it is true that we can make money while we can still move."

    The Feng family returned to the village and hurriedly picked all the ripe melons in the watermelon field. The remaining raw melons were left in the field without any intention of picking, and they were left for their own family to eat when they were ripe.

    They followed the car to the provincial capital again, and it was almost four or five o'clock in the afternoon. This time they did not go to the vegetable market, because there were not many people in the vegetable market at noon. Old man Feng had the experience to direct the driver to a  Downstairs from the factory where the family members lived, the workers happened to get off work and make the trip. This watermelon truck drove around the nearby factory and sold out all the watermelons. By the way, the Feng family was sent back to Taoyuan Village. The driver took the money and drove off.  .

    The Feng family were so excited that when they got home, they immediately rushed into the room and closed the door. They took out two big blue schoolbags and threw them on the bed. The bills inside spit out and piled up in two piles on the bed.  The Feng family and the old couple were stunned when they saw this mountain of money. Mengmeng was also dumbfounded. When had they ever seen so much money?  How much is the total?  There are simply too many to count.

    Mengmeng curiously took out a five-dollar bill and turned it over. She didn't know this kind of money, but she only knew that there were many, many more in it. She opened her mouth and exclaimed: "Wow, that's a lot of money."  ah."

    "Haha, right? We are rich this time. Mengmeng helped us make the money. If it weren't for you gnawing on watermelons to attract customers, our watermelons wouldn't be able to sell so fast. Oh Mengmeng is so awesome.  Now." Mrs. Feng rubbed Mengmeng excitedly, and both her grandfather and grandson narrowed their eyes with smiles.

    It was Old Man Feng who interrupted them: "Okay, old lady, we have to count the money quickly. It's getting dark. When the money is counted, we have to hide it quickly. We can't let the villagers have such a large amount of money."  People know, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble in the future."

    "Oh, then we have to count carefully."

    Mrs. Feng was so happy that she and her old man sat on the edge of the bed and started counting money. Mengmeng sat on the inside of the bed to help them sort the money. She couldn't understand the numbers, but she only knew that three of the same colors should be put together.  It took me more than half an hour to count all the money.

    At the end, Mrs. Feng looked at the thick pile of more than ten bases of money on the bed. She was so shocked that she couldn't believe it. Her hands touching the money were still trembling, "Hey, old man, our family sold two carts of watermelons."  , I earned more than 70,000 yuan. Hahahaha, this money is so profitable. You sold goods some time ago and your family also saved 30,000 yuan. Now our family has become a household worth 100,000 yuan? Oops.  Why am I so happy? Hahahaha."

    Old man Feng was also shocked. He had never seen so much money in his life. His first thought was to hide it quickly. He carried Mengmeng to the chair next to him and called to his old lady: "Hurry and help me put the bed  Move away, let¡¯s hide the money quickly, and we¡¯ll take it to a bank in the provincial town to deposit it tomorrow, otherwise I won¡¯t be able to rest assured with so much money at home.¡±

    Mrs. Feng nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, yes, I need to get a passbook and put it in Mengmeng's name. What do you think, old man?"

    ¡°That¡¯s right, I think that¡¯s what I¡¯ll do.¡±

    Before the Feng family had hid the money, they heard a loud noise coming from outside the house. It must be people from the village. Old man Feng hurriedly urged: "Quick, quick, hurry up, come from the village."  You're here, but don't let anyone see you. Mengmeng, you can't say anything even if you go out."

    Mengmeng covered her mouth tightly and nodded obediently, her big eyes filled with a cheerful smile.

    The old couple hid the money and walked out with Mengmeng in their arms. It was already completely dark. The lights were turned on at home. The main room and the yard were dark and full of people from the village. They surrounded the eldest son, talking all around.  They were shouting and shouting almost to death, and it was hard to hear what they were saying.

    Seeing that his eldest son was sandwiched between people in the village and couldn't hear what they were saying, Old Man Feng cleared his throat and shouted at a loud voice: "Don't make any noise, come one by one, what's going on?  You speak first."

    The named villager was about to cry. Like a clueless fly, he began to complain with trembling lips: "The melons are gone, the money is gone, and Boss Wang has been gone all day and hasn't come back yet.  He said yesterday that he would come to our village at noon today. We thought he was delayed for something, but we waited until it got dark and still didn't see him. Something is wrong. Village Chief, Boss Wang is not really a liar.  Right?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Ah, village chief, isn¡¯t Boss Wang really a liar?  "(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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