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Chapter 122 Selling Watermelons

Zhou Zhoulang grinned and nodded wildly, "That's it, mother, father, sister-in-law, you can try it quickly." After finishing speaking, Zhou Zhoulang took a piece each.

Zhou Yang also rested at home today, and when he saw his third uncle handing over the watermelon, he swallowed and took a bite.

Zhou Xing and Zhou Ying were a little hesitant, not sure if they could eat it.

But the moment Su Jinli received it, he couldn't wait to take a bite, bit the flesh of the melon, and eagerly ate it, the juice flowed down the corner of his mouth, making it all over his hands and mouth.

But she didn't care, and urged Mrs. Zhou and Mrs. Yang while eating, "Grandpa, grandma, aunt, eat quickly, watermelon is so sweet."

Urged by Su Jinli, the three of them finally took their first bite, and were instantly conquered by the cool and sweet watermelon in their mouths.

After eating one piece, Yang said with satisfaction, "This melon is really delicious, sweet and refreshing. This day is the best time to eat it." After saying that, Yang took another piece and started to eat it without anyone reminding him.

The same is true for old lady Zhou and old man Zhou.

Seeing that his mother and younger sister had eaten, Zhou Xing tentatively took a sip. Once he tasted it, he couldn't stop. He didn't stop until he couldn't hold it in his stomach.

Zhou Ying was better than Zhou Xing, but she didn't eat less.

Although Zhou Yang liked it too, he stopped after eating three yuan.

Needless to say, Su Jinli has been greedy for watermelon for a long time, and he is even more satisfied after eating it. He did not forget to ask Zhou Zhoulang for credit, "Third Uncle, let me say that watermelon can be eaten."

Zhou Zhoulang saw her stinky fart, picked her up and shook her twice, "Yes, yes, our koi are the smartest, so we can eat such a delicious watermelon, it is a great contribution." Akira Desu Koi almost vomited out the watermelon in his stomach.

She grabbed Zhou Zhoulang's arm, "Small, little uncle, don't throw it away, don't throw it away, I, I'm going to vomit."

Before he finished speaking, Su Jinli vomited out with a wow, right on top of Zhou Zhoulang's head, the watermelon juice was mixed with gastric juice, and he looked very embarrassed.

Zhou Zhoulang was stunned for another moment, and then he was kicked by Mrs. Zhou, Mrs. Yang, "Don't put the koi down yet!"

The old lady Zhou looked at the koi with a distressed face, and couldn't help but glared at Zhou Zhoulang again, "Look at the good things you have done, you have to shake the child to vomit before you feel comfortable."

After finishing speaking, the old lady hugged the koi again distressedly, and asked, "Little koi, is it better, do you still want to vomit?"

Su Jinli shook his head, a little embarrassed, and quietly looked at Zhou Zhoulang, "Little uncle, I'm sorry, Jinli didn't spit on you on purpose."

Seeing that she was still able to talk, Zhou Zhoulang breathed a sigh of relief, and waved his hands indifferently, "It's okay, it's uncle's fault, you've just been eating and you've been left behind, isn't it still uncomfortable?"

Su Jinli shook his head, "It's not uncomfortable." Then he glanced at the juice flowing from his head on Zhou Zhoulang's face, "Uncle Duan Shui cleans it."

After the little guy finished speaking, he went to fetch water on his short legs, but was hugged tightly by the old lady, "Oh, grandma, be good, don't move, let your uncle go by himself, she will spoil him."

Zhou Zhoulang bewildered and ran to wash up, but he didn't dislike it, he felt that he shouldn't just throw Su Jinli in his arms, and forget about her to eat.

Su Jinli was also embarrassed, gluttonous and ate a little more, but unexpectedly was vomited by his little uncle.

So, when Zhou Dalang came back in the next afternoon, Zhou Zhoulang took out the watermelon again, Su Jinli didn't dare to eat any more, for fear of throwing up again.

In the evening, Zhou Zhoulang was sitting in the main room, discussing with Mrs. Zhou about selling watermelons. He planned to go to the foot of Ziyun Temple on the [-]th day. , or the landlord, will go there, first to open up the reputation of the watermelon, and later sell it at his own lo mei shop.

Mrs. Zhou had no objection to Zhou Zhoulang's proposal, so she asked him to do as he said.

Wednesday Lang went to arrange.

He intends to rent the third master's ox cart and let Zhou Dalang go with him.

So, on the [-]th day, Zhou Zhoulang and the third master pulled an ox cart of watermelons to the foot of Ziyunguan Mountain, and Zhou Dalang also went together.

Mrs. Yang and Mrs. Zhou took their three children to the Ziyun Temple to burn incense.

At the end of the morning, a group of people arrived at the foot of the mountain. Zhou Zhoulang took out the steelyard, chopping board, and kitchen knife, and began to yell, "Sell watermelon, fresh watermelon, sweet, big and cool, taste it before buying, don't eat it if it's not good." money."

At this time, there were already many pedestrians and vendors at the foot of the mountain, but most of them were selling joss sticks and paper money, and there were also vendors selling food, but there were relatively few.

But there was no one like Zhou Zhoulang, who yelled as soon as he came up, and immediately attracted many people.

Zhou Zhoulang moved swiftly, and quickly moved out a watermelon, cut it into small pieces after a few knives, and gave a piece to each of the people standing in front, "Taste all the watermelons grown at home, if they are delicious , buy again, everyone."

These people looked at the red-fleshed watermelon in their hands and hesitated, not daring to eat it.After all, no one has seen this thing before, so if something goes wrong after eating it, who will blame it.

Zhou Zhoulang was not in a hurry, he cut a small piece for Zhou Xing, Zhou Ying, and Su Jinli, and then cut a piece for Mrs. Zhou, Yang's Zhou Dalang and the third master, and he picked up a piece and ate it himself.

The person who got the watermelon saw that the boss's own family would eat it again, so he couldn't help but want to try it. He took a tentative bite, and it was sweet and juicy, and his thirsty throat instantly healed a lot.

With two or three strokes, he quickly finished the watermelon in his hand, and then asked, "Boss, how do you sell this watermelon?"

Zhou Zhoulang didn't intend to sell it cheaply, so he opened his mouth and said, "A piece costs thirty copper coins, a catty costs a hundred copper coins, and a melon costs about seven or eight to fifteen catties."

When everyone heard Zhou Zhoulang's price, they couldn't help gasping, "Thirty copper coins for such a small piece? One hundred copper coins for a catty. Are you stealing money?"

Zhou Zhoulang looked at the few people who had already tasted it with a smile, and did not speak.

Those people were well dressed, so they couldn't afford a watermelon at such a price, but Zhou Zhoulang's smiling appearance made them a little unsure.

"Boss, is the price really worth it?"

Zhou Zhoulang shook his head, "You guys have tasted it, so you know the value of this watermelon, and the price is this price, do you want to buy it?"

The old man in the lead couldn't help thinking about it, "Buy, give me one."

Hearing that the old man wanted one, the people behind opened their eyes wide, "Mr. Wu, this watermelon is so expensive, did you really just buy it?"

The old man called Mr. Wu did not look back, but stared at Zhou Zhoulang picking watermelons. Zhou Zhoulang picked a watermelon that weighed about ten catties, and weighed it with a steelyard.

Zhou Dalang took it, put it in the basket prepared in advance, and handed it to the old man. Wu Lao took out a silver coin of about one tael, put it in Zhou Zhoulang's hand, and walked away satisfied with the watermelon.

(End of this chapter)