As the days passed, the apples in the village orchard were completely ripe.

So, the whole village, old and young, came together to pick apples.

The apples in Banpo Village are not worried about marketability. The factories in the county and city have made an agreement with them. When the apples mature, they will directly send people to buy them.

Compared with selling directly to the purchasing station, you can earn slightly more money from Banpo Village’s fruits.

The reason why Banpo Village has this preferential treatment is because of Geng Jizong.

Although Geng Jizong was unwilling to accept the country's preferential treatment, the leaders above still took care of him in various ways.

Since the stubborn old man is not happy to take care of Lao Geng's family alone, then let's take care of the entire Banpo Village together.

At this moment, everything is collective.

Life in Banpo Village is getting better, and life in Lao Geng's family will also be better.

Song Juan also participated in apple picking.

After all, you can only eat apples if you go to work.

There are mainly two varieties of apples at the moment, Guoguang and Jinshuai.

Guoguang is sour and sweet, Jinshuai is a bit soft when ripe, and the taste is sweet and sour.

Compared with later generations of Red Fuji, the taste of today's apples is indeed a little worse, but the apple flavor is very strong.

In contrast, Song Juan still likes Apple at this time.

Unlike the apples of later generations, they look very fragrant and red and big, but when you eat them, the apple taste is very light.

Song Juan also did some research on this.

It turns out that in order to make more money in later generations, many apples were picked before they were fully ripe.

As for why the color of apples is so good?

Some are painted with coloring agents, and some are laid with reflective paper under the trees. In just a few days, the light is intensified and the apples are colored quickly.

When Song Juan learned this at first, she was furious to death.

But after she deeply understood the reason for all this, she didn't know whether she should go to bed resentful or not.

Fruit farmers have worked hard for a year, but if the apples are allowed to mature normally, they will not be able to sell at a high price, and they may even lose money.

She has been to apple-producing areas in the north and saw that apples are divided into many grades. Sometimes, the best apples only cost two or three yuan a pound.

Strictly speaking, many of the apples sold in supermarkets are second-hand apples with a purchase price of less than one yuan, but even these second-hand apples can be sold in supermarkets for six or seven yuan.

The fruit farmers didn't make any money, and the people still ate the high-priced fruit.

As for where those first- and second-class fruits were sold, Song Juan didn't know.

Some people say it was exported!

Unfortunately, Song Juan found no supporting evidence.

The apple picking lasted for two days, and except for a few apples that were too small or looked crooked and cracked, most of the apples were sold.

As for how much it was sold for, Song Juan didn't know.

This will not be known until the end of the year when the settlement is made.

After all, at the end of the year, the village has to calculate work points and distribute money to everyone.

After picking apples in the village, the little children in the village rushed into the orchard.

Because during the apple picking process, it is inevitable that something will be missed.

The little kids go to the orchard to look for missing apples.

Just like during the autumn harvest, the little kids will run to the fields to pick up missing peanuts and sweet potatoes.

For these things picked up, the village's usual practice is that whoever finds them belongs to whom.

Song Juan was not idle at home either, mainly because the two little ones, Song Mingsong and Song Mingbo, insisted on picking up the leaks.

In fact, it is very difficult to pick up leaks in orchards.

You know, these apples can be sold for money.

The villagers scanned almost every tree three times, just for fear of missing something.

"How many did you two pick up?"

Turning around a piece of land, Song Juan only found one missed apple, and it was quite big. The only drawback was that the apple had been pecked by a magpie.

However, apples that have been pecked by birds taste really good.

Song Juan had eaten apples before when she was picking apples. They were really fragrant and sweet.

"not a single one!"

"Hey, aunt, you picked up such a big one?"

Song Mingsong and Song Mingbo were originally dejected, but when they saw the big apple in Song Juan's hand, they immediately became more motivated.

Even when they saw that the apple on Song Juan's hand had been pecked, they did not let the two little things back down.

"Let's go, let's continue!"

The two brothers were in high spirits, while Song Juan found a rock and sat down.

She really didn't think she could gain anything today.

Before going out, she took a special look at the luck of her two little nephews. They were very normal and there was no difference.

In other words, these two little things will most likely gain nothing today.

A few minutes later, the two returned to Song Juan, still empty-handed.

"Auntie, let's go home!"

The two little guys who were finally hit finally decided to withdraw their troops and return home.

Song Juan naturally couldn't ask for it.

The three of them set off on their way home.

As a result, halfway through, Song Mingsong suddenly jumped up and hid behind Song Juan.

"Auntie, there's something over there!"

"What?"

Song Juan looked in the direction of Song Mingsong's finger.

The next moment, Song Juan was happy.

In her eyes, a little hedgehog carrying dates appeared.

"Look at your little courage, that's a hedgehog!"

Song Juan quickly stepped forward, reached out and pinched the little hedgehog's spikes, and lifted it up.

The frightened little guy quickly huddled up.

However, it was of no use.

The spikes on the hedgehog's body are no threat at all as long as you don't use any force.

"Aunt, can I touch you?"

Song Mingsong looked at the little hedgehog lifted up by Song Juan and suddenly became interested.

Song Mingbo also moved forward, eager to try.

"Come on, touch whatever you want!"

Song Juan put the little hedgehog on the ground and called her two little nephews to come forward.

"Hehe, that's fun!"

The two little things stepped forward and put their hands on the little hedgehog's thorns, but they cleverly didn't use too much force.

"Have you finished touching it?"

"Let's go home after touching it!"

Song Juan has no intention of taking the little hedgehog home. It is said that this thing can eat many kinds of harmful insects and is a beneficial animal.

"Auntie, can't you take it home?"

Song Mingbo really wanted to take the little hedgehog back.

If he brought this little hedgehog back to the village, his friends would definitely envy him.

Song Juan could naturally see Song Mingbo's little thoughts.

She reached out and tapped him on the head, saying, "No!"

"The little hedgehog will eat a lot of pests and can protect apples and crops. If you take it home, it will die!"

"Do you want the little hedgehog to die?"

"No, I don't want to!"

Upon hearing that the little hedgehog would die, Song Mingbo quickly shook his head.

"But, I still want to play with him!"

Seeing Song Juan put down the little hedgehog, Song Mingbo felt a little reluctant to let go.
Chapter completed!