Chapter 32： they are picky eaters

Chapter 32 They are picky eaters

In the main room, the old village chief and Chen Jianhe were there, accompanied by some prestigious old people in the village.

Song Yueliang took a look at the environment when she walked in.

In the adobe houses in the countryside, the wall paint on the walls has turned off-white due to age.

A pair of old wooden benches were placed against the left and right walls, each of which could seat seven or eight people.

In the back of the main room is a crimson lacquer Eight Immortals table with peeling paint, on which there are thermos bottles, enamel cups and other things.

The wall above the table is hung with portraits of great men, and on both sides are pasted couplets from the Spring Festival of the previous year.

Nothing else.

She looked back without a trace, when the old village head brought over an enamel tray, on which were slices of sliced ​​watermelon, beautiful in color and attractive in flavor.

Lured by the aroma, and feeling hot and thirsty after being exposed to the sun for a while, Dong Wangshu was not polite, and picked up a piece of watermelon to taste.

After eating the melon meat, Dong Wangshu immediately widened his eyes in surprise, "Oh! It's so sweet! It quenches thirst with fluid!"

She immediately recommended it to Song Yueliang, "Yueyue, try it quickly, it's really delicious, and the heat will dissipate in one bite!"

Song Yueliang also took a piece of watermelon after hearing the words, and her expression changed after eating it.

The taste was completely different from what she had eaten more than ten days ago, far exceeding her expectations.

It can even be said that this taste can occupy the top in the entire market.

Originally, for the watermelons in Taoxi Village, she planned to win with the packaging after they were put on the market, but she didn't expect that Taoxi Village would bring her such a big surprise.

Win with packaging concept, money can be earned, but it is also easy to be imitated.

But if the melon itself is of high quality, it will be different.

The taste and texture of a good melon cannot be imitated.

"It's really delicious." Song Yueliang said without hesitating to praise, "I'm very glad to be able to cooperate with you."

The old village head and the others had been nervously looking forward to their comments, but now that they both received their praises, everyone relaxed with smiles on their faces.

"To tell the truth, Boss Dong, Boss Song, this is actually the first time our village grows such a delicious watermelon." The old village head has white hair, a face covered with gullies, and a simple smile, "My heart is only now. If it’s really done on the ground, I’m finally not ashamed of my trust in you.”

Chen Jianhe also laughed, "It is indeed the first time. But I have a hunch that our village is different from before, and the things we grow in the future may become better and better!"

Although the other old people didn't say anything, they could see their happiness from their expressions, and their smiling eyes were full of hope.

"It will definitely get better and better. Just say your watermelon was mediocre ten days ago, who would have thought it would be so amazing ten days later?" Dong Wangshu's voice was muffled, and the melon meat in his mouth hadn't been swallowed yet. , and reached for a piece of watermelon, "I can't stop eating!"

The main room was filled with laughter.

Dong Wangshu thought for a while, and then said, "Village chief, I just saw a lot of land in your village is deserted at the entrance of the village, you can consider planting it."

The main room fell silent.

The old village head and Chen Jianhe looked at each other, and they both recognized the meaning hidden in these words.

The old village chief restrained his excitement, and tentatively said, "If we plant all the wasteland in our village, there will be a lot more fruits and vegetables next year."

While speaking, he subconsciously glanced at Song Yueliang.

I don’t know why, the Chengxi Wholesale Market is obviously owned by Dong’s family, but he just subconsciously thinks that Song Yueliang is the one who made the decision behind the sale in their village.

"I'll take whatever you want!" This time, Dong Wangshu didn't need Song Yueliang to make a statement, but made a promise first.

Although she is good at eating, drinking, having fun and not caring about business, she is not a fool. This taste will definitely make her make money crazy.

Coupled with Yueyue advising her from the sidelines, that's double the crazy profit!

Who doesn’t love money anymore?

Song Yueliang also nodded at this time, and said, "We will harvest this kind of watermelon next year no matter how much you plant. Besides watermelon and sweet potato, if there are other large quantities of fruits and vegetables, you can also bring them over."

As soon as she finished speaking, several old people couldn't sit still, and the old village head even stood up, walking back and forth excitedly, saying, "Okay, okay, okay!"

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The meal at the old village chief’s house was a delight for the guests.

People in Taoxi Village see that the road to the future is getting brighter and brighter.

Dong Wangshu found Qiantu.

The children were given a big bowl of meat.

I usually want to eat such a hearty meal, and only during the Chinese New Year.

Goudan and Huazi scrambled to be the first, and Qiqi also ate the first chicken leg in her life.

When the little boy got the chicken legs, his eyes were bright and his face was flushed with joy.

Song Yueliang couldn't help but shift her gaze to Wa'er, she thought that Wa'er would eat up the chicken legs immediately.

But I didn't want the baby to tear off the chicken thigh meat piece by piece, and then put it in the old woman's bowl, "Grandma, this meat has no bones, so it's easy to bite."

When the old woman was about to give her the chicken leg meat back, the baby bared her millet teeth, "My teeth are white and hard, and I can chew bones really well."

The adults laughed kindly, and gave the baby another delicious chicken leg.

At that moment, Song Yueliang felt jealous, absurd.

"Aunt Song, are you still busy after dinner?" In a trance, the little baby asked in a low voice.

Song Yueliang looked sideways, "What's wrong?"

"I'll take you to my house to pick loquats!" Wa'er rolled her eyes and smiled sweetly, "It's so sweet, my mother-in-law said that if my aunt likes to eat it, just pick it back."

Song Yueliang bent her lips, "Okay, later Qiqi will take me to pick sweet and sweet loquats."

She glanced at the old woman who was sitting on the other side looking at the baby lovingly, and the absurd jealousy in her heart suddenly dissipated.

It must be because the mother-in-law treated her very well that the baby could say the word "my family" so naturally, and she recognized that "family".

Taoxi Village is not big, and the houses of the villagers are mostly concentrated on both sides of the road.

The old village head's house is next to a gentle **** on the main road, walk down the **** for five minutes, enter the right path and turn two turns, and you will find Zhang Xifeng's house.

A very dilapidated fenced yard, located at the fork of the trail.

There is a small adobe house inside, the walls are mottled, and the weather is everywhere.

However, the yard was cleaned very clean, and the farm implements and other items were neatly arranged inside. There was a loquat tree with lush branches and leaves in the corner of the yard, dotted with yellow fruits.

Full of breath of life.

Amidst the whining and humming of pigs, Qi Qi opened the gate of the fenced courtyard and brought the two aunts in.

"The little piggies know I'm back, and they're greeting me." Qiqi said about the little piggies at home, quite complacently, "They really like me, they can finish the pigs I feed every time. "

"Then what did your mother-in-law feed you?" Dong Wangshu deliberately joked.

Qi Qi sighed, "They are picky eaters."

Dong Wangshu paused, and bent over with a **** smile.

Even Song Yueliang couldn't help but laugh softly.