After lunch and breakfast, Liu Junhao and Professor Zhao put the chessboard on. Two steps, the phone in the room rang, but he had to step into the room and answer the phone quickly.

The phone call was from Zhao Guangming, saying that there were guests at home at noon and asked him to send seven big watermelons. This guy really asked him to send melons to him. The day before yesterday I thought it was just a talk.

"So many? There are about 100 kilograms of seven watermelons, which is enough for your family to eat for a week." Liu Junhao is not worried that his own watermelon will be broken, but it is better to eat fresh watermelons in summer.

"I'll keep a few at home, and the rest will be taken away by the guests," Zhao Guangming explained on the other end of the phone.

Because he was urging him, Liu Junhao did not delay and went to the backyard with Professor Zhao to pick seven large watermelons.

Who knew that something went wrong when filling the bamboo basket. The watermelon was too big and he only put three of them in the embroidery basket.

Liu Junhao had to run to Ermazi's house and borrowed another bamboo basket, so that he could carry one on one of the bicycles, just keeping balance. However, even if he used two embroidery baskets, he could only put the remaining one in the front car basket. He was afraid that the car basket would be crushed, so he tied it with a rope.

It weighs 200 to 300 kilograms with watermelons. Fortunately, my car is an old-fashioned bicycle with excellent quality, otherwise I would have to press the tires directly to fire.

After jumping into the car, Liu Junhao rushed to the market. Although it was only nine o'clock, he still felt hot.

Usually, I would sit under the poplar tree and drink watermelon juice. This guy Zhao Guangming is really not good enough. Next time I say I won’t give me watermelon anything. If he wants to eat it, he will buy it himself.

Liu Junhao complained in his heart. He kicked his feet faster and faster. He rushed to the street in less than half an hour.

As soon as I entered the street, an old lady suddenly rushed out of the small shop next to me.

He was startled and hurriedly pinched the brake and stopped the handlebars. Fortunately, he was skilled. If he had hit this old lady just now, it would be a big problem.

"Young man, are you selling watermelons on the street?" He had just gotten out of the car. The old lady had already arrived.

"Yes." Liu Junhao didn't know what she was going to do when she stopped her car.

"That's right. You don't have to go to the street. We'll cover all the watermelons." As soon as the old lady finished speaking, several women came up to enjoy the shade of the trees.

"Don't... I sold the watermelon to someone else, and it has been discussed." Liu Junhao then reacted and hurriedly stopped him.

"You guy is really a land. Who is selling it to? We will give you money, how much does it cost?" A woman said as she took out a big watermelon from the bamboo basket and praised her, "It's so big, one is enough for the whole family to eat."

"This is a big flower skin, of course it's big. This watermelon is delicious, but the skin is thick and it takes up a lot of weight." The old lady spoke again.

"No, aunt, I really gave this watermelon to others. They are still waiting at home." Liu Junhao saw more people surrounding him and hurriedly tied up the car and shouted.

"Why are you so stupid? Just pick a few more when you go home later. You still whine at buying your watermelon, which is not good at all. I will weigh these two and see how many pounds it is."

"I didn't bring a scale." He came in a hurry and didn't bring a scale at all. He just wanted to go to the street and let Zhao Guangming weigh himself.

"You are so strange. How can you sell things without a scale? His second aunt, go and take out my floor scale." The old lady turned around and shouted at a woman who was picking melons.

I sweated for a while, because I didn’t plan to sell it, or not. Before he could argue, the seven watermelons had been divided up.

Some people also came here to buy watermelons when they saw it, but the old lady covered the watermelon with her hands like an old hen to protect her food, "No more, we have all this watermelon."

"How much does it cost per pound?" At this time, several people remembered to ask about the price of watermelon fields.

"One dollar per pound"

"How many," they all stopped.

"Young man, you're too unauthentic. The most expensive seedless melon sold on the street is only 60 cents per pound. Although this watermelon is big, it's not worth a dollar. Do you think you're a watermelon from Liujiagou."

"What does it mean?" Liu Junhao was dizzy when the old lady scolded her.

"I heard that only a young man in Liujiagou can sell watermelons for a price of one yuan. But people's watermelons are all planted on trees and watered with Tai Sui water, which is valuable. Although your big flower skin is good, you can get a price of 60 cents at most."

"Haha, I'm the guy you mentioned." Liu Junhao was very proud, and he didn't expect that he would become a master of melon planting if he was not careful. Watering it with Tai Sui water? Where did this start? It was probably because people in the town spread rumors. But he didn't think about distinguishing it, it would be better to maintain a sense of mystery.

"You are...!? Impossible. Why didn't I see the difference between this watermelon?" The old lady was stunned for a while, then stared at the watermelon in the bamboo basket.

Look at it.

"The appearance of this large flower skin is no different from that of ordinary ones, but the flesh is a little sweeter," Liu Junhao immediately felt relieved when he saw that they didn't buy it.

"Really, fake, I'll buy one to try." The old lady believed it halfway, and decided to buy one. But in the end she gave a special explanation: "Young man, you can't lie to me."

"Don't worry, I can't fool you. I'll leave after you cut the watermelon and taste it. How about this watermelon being given away for free?" Liu Junhao didn't want to leave anymore because of his reputation.

"That's easy to say, just this watermelon." The old lady brought over one of the watermelons they had chosen first.

Liu Junhao tugged his car at the door of the convenience store and followed them into the room. After the watermelon was cut, the sandy sweet potato pulp was very eye-catching.

"How about trying them all? If they are delicious, I'll help me promote them more in the future." Liu Junhao said hello. He had made up his mind to wait for the watermelon to be free of money and leave a better reputation.

"It's really good, this watermelon is worth a dollar"

After tasting several women, they all exclaimed.

"The young man is honest and has not lie. I will buy another one of these big flower skins later. It is not easy to meet good watermelons." The old lady said.

Several other women picked each other, but in fact these watermelons were similar and there was nothing to choose from.

He didn't ask for money for the watermelon just now, and the remaining six were sold for 106 yuan. After counting the money, he remembered the delivery of watermelons to Zhao Guangming's family. Maybe they were waiting so anxiously now. Thinking of this, Liu Junhao hurriedly rode his bike home to pick melons.

"I'll send it so soon?" Professor Zhao was teasing the turtle dove in the yard. When he saw him riding his bike back with sweat on his head, he asked in surprise.

"Stop talking, the watermelon was bought as soon as it arrived at the street corner. I want to pick it again now." He sat on a chair and drank a glass of watermelon juice, and then went to the backyard to pick the watermelon.

"Of course this means that watermelon is good," Professor Zhao hurriedly came over to help.

After picking seven big watermelons, Liu Junhao rode his bike to the street again.

As soon as he arrived at the street corner, the old lady greeted him far away: "Young man, I'm sending watermelon again,"

"Well" Liu Junhao didn't dare to stop this time, for fear of being stopped by her again to buy watermelon.

Who knew that he rushed to Zhao Guangming's house quickly, but found that the door was locked.

This guy sat at home and waited for him to come to deliver melons on the phone. Now, he rushed over in the scorching sun but couldn't see his master.

Liu Junhao waited in the sun for more than ten minutes, and his head was swollen. He saw that it was not a solution to wait like this, so he wanted to put the watermelon in Lao Guo first and his own people could go back first.

The stall of Lao Guo’s family is around the corner, not far away.

When he passed by, Lao Guo was sitting on a chair and smoking. People who were in the market were hot in summer were as early as possible, and there was no more business at this time.

"Xiaohao, why are you going to the street? Come and buy beef? This is what I just slaughtered yesterday, and it is absolutely fresh." Lao Guo saw him coming and handed over a cigarette.

"How can I eat beef every day? I am sending watermelon to Zhao Guangming. When I came, I realized that his door was locked tightly, and the whole family didn't know where they went." Liu Junhao wiped his sweat and sat in the shed.

"Is these the big flower skins you planted on the tree? They are big in size." Lao Guo couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Well, do you want it? If you want it, I will give you a few next time to make it a beef money."

"No, anyway, there is no one at his house, so you can sell this watermelon to me." Lao Guo said as he was about to come forward to hug the watermelon.

"No, Lao Guo, Lao Guo" Liu Junhao stopped him with a sad face, "No matter what you say today, you can't let me go to the street on a hot day for the third time."

Then he told me what happened just now, which made Lao Guo laugh, "Then I don't want it anymore. I originally wanted to taste what's good about your watermelon. You must make a few for me next time. My daughter-in-law is about to give birth, so she wants to eat something fresh."

"Of course there is no problem with this," Liu Junhao nodded, and then said his purpose.

"It's okay, you go. I'll see that boy Zhao Guangming asked him to get the watermelon later."

"Don't panic, I'll give me a bowl of beef soup first. I'll go back and forth a few times, and the food in my stomach has been digested long ago." He took a rest for a while, and the heat in his heart disappeared a little, and he suddenly felt empty in his stomach.

"That's good, old man, cut more cooked beef." Lao Guo turned his head and greeted him. Cooked beef costs fifteen yuan per pound, while beef soup is only one or five-year bowl. Naturally, there is no much beef in the soup, most of which are beef heart and lungs. Lao Guo's soup ingredients are firm, so there are many people who come to beef soup.

After a while, Lao Guo’s wife put a large bowl of beef soup on the table. Looking at the half bowl of cooked beef, Liu Junhao knew that he did not treat himself as an outsider.
Chapter completed!