After a while, Professor Zhao and his wife went home to cook, and Liu Junhao also

Seeing that he was busy, Zhang Qian was embarrassed to continue playing with the computer, so she followed her to the kitchen to help select vegetables.

Liu Junhao advised her several times to let her rest, she refused. Every time Zhang's mother called, she would nag girls to be diligent, learn to cook, and not get angry when they get married. Although she knew that Liu Junhao would not dislike her, she also learned patiently. Now she is very adept at stir-frying things like chili eggplant.

I just ate two large pieces of watermelon, and neither of them were very hungry, so lunch was simple. I went to the backyard to pick a handful of beans and stir-fry them with lard and half a bowl. Because the weather was hot, Liu Junhao specially cooked half a pot of mung bean soup, and of course he put four salted eggs into the pot.

A few days ago, nearly 100 eggs and duck eggs were marinated in total. The marinated time was probably too long. The egg yolks were not only oily, but also salty. He was afraid that he would not be able to eat them after he had been left for a while. These days, he would cook two into the pot as long as he cooked.

"Do you think the juice of watermelon is good to drink?" Liu Junhao was peeling the eggs when Zhang Qian suddenly said something.

"Let's talk about it after dinner," he answered speechlessly.

Zhang Qian said that wind is rain. After dinner, she held half a piece of watermelon and put it next to the juicer.

"Do you need to remove the seeds?" She only remembered an important question when she started to scoop the pulp.

"So what's the trouble? You can just squeeze it with the melon heart." The big flower skin watermelon seeds are big, and it's busy enough if you remove the seeds one by one.

After Liu Junhao said that, he picked up a kitchen knife and made a V-shaped cut on the watermelon. He happened to cut the melon heart down. This part is the essence of the watermelon field. I remember that when he was a child, he often picked watermelon and ate melon hearts. Most of the remaining fields were thrown at home for Old Man Liu to eat. Because of this, he was beaten a lot.

The melon heart alone weighs two pounds. After Zhang Qian squeezed it, she poured a cup by herself.

The freshly squeezed watermelon juice was bright red and bright red. There were a lot of foam floating on it. Zhang Qian looked at him and tasted it and asked, "How is it?"

"Yes. The taste of watermelon." Liu Junhao nodded and replied.

"This is not nonsense. Will it be better to add some honey into it?"

Sweat. The woman's thinking jumps quickly. Now she thinks of honey again.

"No, it's sweet enough. Can honey be drunk with watermelon juice?" Liu Junhao asked suspiciously.

"It should be OK, I'll check the Internet." Zhang Qian said as she put down her cup and kept beating next to the computer.

I don’t know if I don’t read it. I was shocked when I saw it. There are so many dietary taboos about honey.

Eating honey and tofu together will cause deafness, and eating it with onions will cause damage to the eyes. Also, leeks, rice, etc. cannot be eaten together.

"Don't add honey. We all drank mung bean soup just now." Although there is no taboo on eating with watermelon, Zhang Qian still associates to mung bean soup from tofu. Tofu is made of soybeans, but soybeans and mung beans are all beans, so it's better to be careful.

The remaining watermelon peels I ate at noon were wasted and were all poured in the yard. Not only did the little rabbit eat this thing very happily, but even the chickens and ducks also liked to eat it.

The watermelon in the backyard began to mature as soon as it was ripe. As well as the stone locks, the watermelon in the yard began to grow explosively. From the initial one to two or three every day, then the yard began to mature on a large scale.

He had already thought about it before and sold all the watermelons in the backyard. Judging from the harvest last year, he could not finish even the dozen melon seedlings in the Guangshi Lock.

Professor Zhao’s advice to him was that a pound of watermelon costs one dollar. In his opinion, this price is a bit expensive, but you get what you pay for. The watermelon in his yard can definitely afford this price.

There are quite a lot of people coming to buy watermelons these days, most of them came here after reading advertisements on the 18th floor. Six or seven watermelons are ripe every day, but there is too much land buyer, and in the end, there is a shortage of supply.

Zhang Qian has come to help these days when she has nothing to do, and she can also tell the raw watermelon.

After hearing her talk about the hot watermelons on the Internet, Su Nana was so angry that she bit her bit her. She scolded the post office for being stubborn, why not let the mail order watermelons be ordered?

As early as the watermelon was ripe, Zhang Qian picked a big flower skin to the post office to mail her, but the people at the post office said that vegetables, fruits, flowers and other items should not be mailed because she was afraid of rotting in the middle.

Also, the packaging may be damaged due to being squeezed, liquid extravasation and contamination of other mails. If an accident occurs, the receiving and sending department will be responsible.

Zhang Qian argued reasonably, saying that he saw on the Internet that the post office could deliver watermelons. The staff explained that the requirements of the postal departments in different places were different. Some post offices could not mail white powder, some could, some could not mail fruits, but some could. The post offices in the town were transited the next day, and the time was long, so similar items were not mailed.

There was no choice but to carry Xigua back in the hot weather and then call Su Nana to explain.

After selling watermelon for six days, it was earning more than 500 yuan. It was just the beginning. It is estimated that after a season, the watermelons in the yard alone will earn several thousand yuan.

"Liu Junhao, give

"He just picked a few watermelons and put them in the front yard, and Zhao Guangming had already opened to the door. In the past month, he has been running to Liujiagou many times under the guise of watching the black panther.

"Hey, your watermelon is ripe, what are the ones planted on the trees in the backyard?" Zhao Guangming became interested in seeing the emerald green flower skin.

"A week ago, the watermelon was ripe, and you, the postman, didn't have much information." Liu Junhao smiled and took out a kitchen knife from the house and cut two large pieces for him.

Zhao Guangming sent a letter for a long time. It was when his mouth was dry and his tongue was dry. When he saw the sand red melon, he immediately felt salivation in his mouth. He held the watermelon and ate a few bites before he breathed a sigh of relief: "Sweet, sand, fragrant! You kid are capable. Not only are you well-raised eels, but you are also better than others' homes. Are there any more? When I go back later, I'll take two for my family to taste."

"I just picked a few of them. This is for the people who come to visit. If you want, I will take you to the backyard."

"Let's go now, let's see what the watermelon on the tree looks like." Zhao Guangming said, and walked away with the half-eat watermelon.

"This... so many knots?" He was stunned as soon as he walked into the backyard.

The green melon seedlings are crawling everywhere on the wooden shelf. The oval watermelons in the net bags under the melon seedlings are very gratifying. The large ones are already the size of foreign porcelain basins.

After watching for a while, Zhao Guangming returned to the front yard to sit down, but the emotion in his mouth was naturally continuous, "This watermelon must be selling well, right?"

"Of course, I can basically sell six or seven every day. If it weren't for your post office's people who were too stubborn, I would probably sell more watermelons." Liu Junhao said with a little complaint when he thought that the watermelons did not make a mail online.

"Why are you related to the post office again? We have never collected taxes when selling watermelons." Zhao Guangming asked in confusion.

"Didn't the post office not allow this thing to be delivered..." He explained in detail.

"Hehe, of course you don't give me a mail if you go. Call me before next time and make some money. But it's not cost-effective for you to post this mail. A watermelon weighs more than ten pounds, and it will cost at least thirty or forty yuan for express delivery."

After hearing what he said, Liu Junhao immediately gave up his thoughts. According to this algorithm, the price of watermelon mail in the past was too high, and a pound of watermelon would probably cost three yuan.

I originally wanted to keep Zhao Guangming at home for dinner, but I didn't know that there was anything else to do, so he had to catch the eels early and pick three big watermelons for him to take them away.

When the boy left, he kept shouting, saying that he would call him when he wanted to eat watermelon in the future and asked Liu Junhao to take him to the streets.

The temperature dropped after 5 o'clock in the afternoon. Liu Junhao took the book and took the red rabbit to the field to relax. He found a place with lush grass on the side of the road and tied the rope and sat by the ditch to read the book.

This life was leisurely, and it really tasted like "Let the flowers bloom and fall in front of the courtyard to watch the clouds roll and unfold in the sky".

The foal grew very fast, and its size was more than twice as big as when I bought it. Its dark red hair was shiny and full of energy, and it really smelled like a red rabbit.

Thinking of the Red Rabbit Horse, he became more interested. He didn't know if his Red Rabbit could ride it. Next time he found an opportunity to let the hairy child ride it on.

Cao Cao arrived, and just as he was thinking about the hairy child, his voice rang out from behind: "Uncle Xiaohao, you are here to put your horse on the horse."

"Well, why don't you go home after school? You have to take a shower in the river again, right?" Liu Junhao turned around and saw several naughty children walking over with their schoolbags.

During this period, they were punished by Zhang Qian many times for taking a bath in the river after school, but the effect was very little. After all, the teacher could not stay by the river forever.

Finally, Teacher Wang thought of a solution, which was to sit in front of his own yard after school to catch people. As long as he passed by this road after school, he would definitely go to Dahe to take a shower.

However, there are policies and countermeasures from above. These children were arrested several times and started fighting guerrilla warfare again. When they went to take a shower, they took a detour and did not pass by the door at all.

"How can we do it? We didn't come here after seeing you." The hairy child stammered and sat next to him.

"Breaking the bastard" Liu Junhao cursed with a smile, "This place is eight feet away from the school. Can you still see me? Go home quickly, otherwise I will report to your teacher."

"We really didn't come here to take a shower. If you have something to do with me, the Mao child hesitated for a long time and pushed the little kid out for a while, asking him to continue.

"You said it," the little kid also became squeamish.

"Cough..." The naughty child actually learned to pretend, "We are about to take the exam, do you know?"

"I know, the summer vacation will be on the way after the exam, so no one will care about you." Liu Junhao asked with a smile, "What are you talking to me?"

"That...that, do you know where Teacher Zhang's test paper is placed? Can we take a look?"

"You asked me to steal the test paper?" Liu Junhao immediately had a headache on his head with a funny feeling, "Get out of here quickly."

There is another chapter later. Haha, today I will update two times, please give me a monthly ticket!
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