"Okay, how much do you need, Butler Li?" Sun Dahai asked, "It's just that the road is quite far to the Fucheng, and the road is bumpy. It's not OK to put it directly on the carriage, so it has to be put in boxes..."

Butler Li thought so before, "Yes, does your village have any baskets weaving?"

"Yes, the basket is not expensive, four cents. If you want it, I will ask him to send it here. In addition, Butler Li, I will pick 80% ripe watermelons for you. In this way, after arriving in the city for four or five days, the watermelons will be ripe and it will be delicious..." Sun Dahai arranged the place to solve Butler Li's worries.

"Okay, as soon as possible, I want to take it away today and go to the city early tomorrow morning..." Butler Li said with a smile. Although Sun Dahai is lame, he has a good mind and does everything well, and he thinks very thoughtfully.

"Okay, I'll let Dalang get you a basket, and there's also a bunch of hay inside..." Sun Dahai told the explanation, and then asked his son to do it.

Since they were sent to the city of Fucheng, Xu and Sun Erlang picked the good-looking ones on Sun Dahai, which were big and round. After Sun Dalang got the basket from the village, he laid soft hay inside, put the watermelon in, spread a layer of hay on it, and then covered it with a lid.

The carriages were loading more than thirty big watermelons. Butler Li thought of giving it to his wife and the master, and it was almost enough.

It was hot this year, and watermelons cost 7 cents per kilogram. Because watermelons are relatively large, one is twenty kilograms, or even larger. There are thirty-two watermelons, the total worker is 610 kilograms, the total worker is 4,275 kilograms, and the baskets are added, and the housekeeper Li directly gave four twelve or five kilograms of silver.

After Butler Li left, he nodded and directly gave the old man Hu who was crafting the frame, four cents a month, thirty-two baskets and straw, and gave the old man Hu one hundred and fifty cents a month. He was so happy that Old Man Hu smiled, "Dahai, you are righteous, you want a basket in the future, just say it!"

"Haha, of course I won't take care of the villagers." Sun Dahai said with a smile, "Get more when I go home. Even if I can't use it, you can sell it to the town and the county town."

"Yes, the wasteland is now open, and nothing else is going to happen. I will take a few sons to weave baskets at home." Old Man Hu nodded repeatedly and returned home happily. He took the children to see the rattans, weaving more baskets, and waiting to exchange for money.

The watermelons at Sun Dahai's house were sold for 7 cents per kilogram, and they immediately came from the village. Those who planted watermelons began to check if there were any ripe ones and were ready to sell them for money.

Those who have ox carts will be taken to the county town to sell them. Those who don’t have ox carts will carry a load and raise seven or eight watermelons to sell them in the town.

Dr. Wu thought the watermelon was delicious, so he contacted Sun Dahai several places and asked Sun Dahai to deliver watermelons to these places every day. A restaurant ordered ten watermelons every day; the county school had a large number of people, fifteen a day; and there was also a shop that specialized in dim sum, which cost twenty watermelons a day.

Sun Dahai gets up early every morning to pick a truck of watermelons and sends them to these reservations. The rest are sold not far from the Wu Family Medical Center. Because of the Wu Family Medical Center, no one bullies Sun Dahai. Because watermelons are good and cost 7 cents per pound.
Chapter completed!