Siheyuan (traditional courtyard house): 52 years of farming, producing hundreds of millions of tons

Unlike the rough-around-the-edges Cai Quanwu, who wolfed down his food and even licked the juice off his hands afterward.

Xu Huirong's eyes lit up.

Chen Xueru's eyes were also sparkling.

"These tomatoes taste amazing, even better than apples! Ping An, where did you get them?"

Xu Huirong stared at Wan Ping'an, trying to see through him.

"This kind of tomato has never appeared on the market before. Is it a high-end special supply?"

Chen Xueru is the same.

Two beautiful women, two pairs of beautiful eyes, stared intently at Wan Ping'an!

Chapter 16 A Beast's Eyes Are Greedy, Yi Zhonghai Comes to Demand Tomatoes

"I grew them myself, are you surprised?"

Wan Ping'an answered with a smile.

"Did you really grow these?"

Chen Xueru was a little incredulous.

These tomatoes are of such high quality that she has never seen anything like them before.

In her mind, tomatoes of this quality were not something ordinary people could eat; they were tributes in the old society and special supplies in the new society.

"Of course I grew them myself, why would I lie to you?"

"If it were a regular crop, do you think I would spend five yuan a month to have Cai Quanwu watch over it for me?"

Wan Ping'an asked in return.

Xu Huirong nodded.

"That's incredible."

"Ping An, with your skill in growing tomatoes, you're destined for wealth and prosperity."

"Tomatoes of this quality, no matter how many are put on the market, are always in short supply. Why don't you say you have that kind of ability?"

Chen Xueru looked Wan Ping'an up and down, just like when she first met him.

Wan Ping'an smiled; this was just the beginning.

Tomatoes are just the first crop he has grown. In the future, there will be more varieties and higher quality. Let's see how amazed they will be then.

When he returned to the courtyard house, Jia Dongxu was just coming back.

Wan Ping'an was very surprised. Why was Jia Dongxu in such a sorry state?

This time I didn't lose my shoes.

He was covered in mud.

It looked like he had rolled around in a mud pit.

"I've seen pigs wallow in mud, but I've never seen a person do it. You've really broadened my horizons. Keep it up!"

Wan Ping'an gave a thumbs up.

Jia Dongxu was so angry that he was trembling and couldn't speak. He rolled around in the mud, no, he rubbed mud all over himself. Wasn't it all Wan Ping'an's fault?

If Wan Ping'an hadn't brought wild ducks home every day, would Jia Zhangshi have forced him to catch them?

Wan Ping'an laughed heartily and strode forward, leaving Jia Dongxu behind.

When they arrived at the entrance of the courtyard house, Yan Fugui stopped them with a smile.

"Ping An, why didn't you catch any wild ducks today?"

Yan Fugui was a little surprised.

Then take a deep breath. What does it taste like?

moment.

He then discovered the source of the smell.

The bag in Wan Ping'an's hand!

Judging from the shape of the bulges, they are round, plump objects.

"Are there apples in that bag?"

"No, apples don't taste like this. They taste a bit like tomatoes. But no, tomatoes do taste like this, but the tomato flavor is very faint."

Yan Fugui was also confused.

"Haha, it's a tomato."

Wan Ping'an opened the bag and took out a tomato.

The tomatoes he grew were round, bright red, and crystal clear; if they weren't opaque, they would surely be mistaken for rubies.

Gum!

Yan Fugui swallowed hard.

These tomatoes smell amazing.

So tempting!

He even had the urge to take a bite.

Gudong!

I heard a sound of swallowing behind me.

Jia Dongxu caught up.

He also smelled the tomatoes when Wan Ping'an passed by, but he was so angry with Wan Ping'an that he didn't have time to ask.

Seeing the tomatoes in Wan Ping'an's hand, Jia Dongxu's mouth watered.

"Ping An, where did you buy your tomatoes?"

Yan Fugui gritted his teeth.

"I grew them."

Wan Pingan put the tomatoes back into the bag.

"You grew these?"

"You grew them on your six acres of land?"

Yan Fugui found it hard to accept.

If Wan Ping'an can grow such high-quality tomatoes, he can definitely sell them for a high price. Wouldn't his income surpass that of everyone else in the hospital?

Wan Ping'an nodded and stepped inside.

When Yan Fugui came to his senses, Wan Ping'an had already arrived at the Intermediate People's Court.

"Dongxu, Wan Ping'an said he grew them, did I hear that right?"

Yan Fugui still found it hard to accept.

"If you misheard, I definitely misheard too!"

Jia Dongxu's eyes turned red.

Why is Wan Ping'an allowed to catch wild ducks?

How can Wan Ping'an grow high-quality tomatoes?

Jia Dongxu gritted his teeth, staring at Wan Ping'an's retreating figure as he stepped through the door.

Boom!

So engrossed in looking at Wan Ping'an, he kicked the threshold and prostrated himself before Yan Fugui, a sight witnessed by many neighbors.

Jia Dongxu's face turned bright red, and he wished he could disappear into a mouse hole.

What a shame!

The front gate of the courtyard house is designed so that even a small child won't trip over it.

He's an adult, yet he tripped and fell!

I scrambled to my feet and ran home in a disheveled state!

Wan Ping'an passed through the front yard, the middle yard, and returned to the back yard.

Many people could smell its unique tomato aroma.

Less than half an hour later.

Through Yan Fugui's words and Jia Dongxu's words, everyone found out.

Wan Ping'an grew a type of tomato that was so big and sweet that it was practically no ordinary tomato but a high-end fruit, making everyone's eyes turn red with envy.

As Wan Ping'an was sipping his tea, pondering what to eat for dinner, someone knocked on the door.

Open the door.