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

There were four or five children, each holding a slice of watermelon, eating and drinking heartily in front of her house.

Gudong!

The deaf old lady swallowed a large mouthful of saliva.

Isn't this just lusting after her?

"Go, go, get out of here!"

The deaf old lady was very annoyed.

The children were dispersed.

At Yi Zhonghai's doorstep, there were four or five children eating watermelons and praising Wan Ping's watermelons as delicious.

Yi Zhonghai gritted his teeth, suppressing the urge to curse.

Unlike Yi Zhonghai, Sha Zhu didn't have a good temper and chased away the children in front of his house.

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Jia Zhangshi started cursing as soon as she opened her mouth.

Hearing Jia Zhangshi's curses, Wan Ping'an laughed. The old hag was furious!

Around three or four in the afternoon.

The watermelons that were brought back have all been sold.

"Everyone, it's getting late, so let's call it a day!"

"We'll continue selling tomorrow!"

"Thank you everyone!"

Wan Ping'an has closed up shop.

Those who didn't get a watermelon left with regret, making a pact to come early the next day so that Wan Ping'an would definitely save one for them.

"Ping An, selling only in the courtyard is too restrictive. Why don't you set up another stall somewhere else?"

Sun Tiezhu made a suggestion.

“Okay, you find a suitable place and put it in charge of you. I’ll give you an extra dollar every day.”

Wan Ping'an nodded.

He's not a stingy boss; he eats meat, and his subordinates can definitely have meat broth with meat in it.

Sun Tiezhu's eyes lit up.

One yuan a day, wouldn't that be thirty yuan a month?

Most of the people working in the hospital earn less than thirty yuan a month.

Sun Tiezhu excitedly went home. When he told his family, his mother decided to quit her job and go out with her son to set up a watermelon stall.

May you return home safely.

Count the money!

"One dollar, one dollar and two mao...four hundred and ninety-nine, five hundred...five hundred and twenty-one dollar and seven jiao!"

Wan Ping'an counts the income!

In less than a day, it sold more than 500 yuan worth of goods.

He didn't invest much in farming; even including the cost of hiring Cai Quanwu, his net profit was around 480 or 490 yuan, which was incredibly profitable!

"It's time to get a new house!"

Wan Ping'an walked around the room.

A few days ago, I bought a few pieces of furniture, but they were all scattered, not matching sets, and the styles were not consistent, so they looked a bit awkward.

"We need to replace the entire set of furniture!"

"The house is old and needs to be renovated!"

Wan Ping'an has made his decision.

They made a lot of money.

I can't let myself suffer.

He wants to live in the best house, use the best furniture, and sleep in the best bed.

"If I could marry a beautiful wife and live a carefree and happy life, my life would be complete."

"Speaking of marrying a wife, why hasn't the Jia family made any move yet?"

Is this blind date with Qin Huairu?

Wan Ping'an thought of the Jia family.

People in the courtyard were saying that Jia Dongxu was going to get married, and that his wife would be very beautiful, but it was just a rumor and there was no evidence to support it.

same moment.

forecourt.

A woman in her forties or fifties came to the front door with a smile.

"Matchmaker Zhang, who are you here to introduce to this time?"

The three women greeted us with smiles.

"What are you in a hurry for?"

How old is your son, Jie Chengcai?

"I promise you, when he reaches that age, I will definitely introduce him to someone who is beautiful, virtuous, and capable."

Matchmaker Zhang greeted the three older women with a smile.

"I'm not talking to you anymore, the Jia family must be getting impatient."

As Zhang the matchmaker spoke, she headed straight for the Jia family's house.

"Matchmaker Zhang, wait a minute. Didn't you say that the Jia family has already arranged marriages?"

The three women were quite surprised.

"Nothing."

"I just mentioned it to him, and we haven't gone on a blind date yet. Is someone just spreading rumors?"

Matchmaker Zhang rejected the idea.

"Matchmaker Zhang, why are you so late?"

Madam Jia began to complain as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Hey, did I say something came up and I was held up?"

"Don't worry, it won't delay your son's blind date."

"The girl I'm introducing to your son is a very beautiful young woman, I guarantee she'll satisfy your Dongxu!"

Matchmaker Zhang frowned slightly.

Then he laughed again.

You've missed the point.

"The most important thing is to be obedient. It doesn't matter if you're pretty or not, as long as you can do the work."

Jia Zhangshi emphasized.

Jia Dongxu almost shouted, "It has to be beautiful!"

"I can do the work, I'm sure I can do the work, I guarantee I can clean your house inside and out spotless!"

Matchmaker Zhang patted her chest and guaranteed.

"what?"

"Why is there a faint fragrance?"

"It smells like watermelon. I could smell it as soon as I entered your yard."

Matchmaker Zhang took a deep breath.

The watermelons grown by Wan Ping'an release a sweet aroma as soon as they are opened, unlike the strong aroma of braised pork, but the aroma is very penetrating!

"It's the Wan family in the backyard selling watermelons!"

Jia Dongxu answered.

"Wan family?"

"Wan Ping'an?"

"No wonder! I've eaten the tomatoes and pumpkins he grows. They're ridiculously expensive, but incredibly delicious! I feel bad spending the money just to take one bite!"

Zhang the matchmaker's eyes lit up.

"But I have to admit, there's a reason why it's expensive!"