MTL - Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub-Chapter 25 Accept all, no picks!
Chapter 25 Accept all, no picks!
In order to facilitate loading, the villagers pulled all their goods over early and piled them all on both sides of the road.
Hearing Master Dong said that the goods would be inspected, the villagers stepped aside without saying a word, and randomly checked and inspected.
In previous years, they were always worried about the inspection level.
But this year, everyone is straight, without guilt.
They have tasted the taste of the things they grow by themselves. If the quality is not up to standard, they will seal up the **** in the future and never plant the land again!
Go begging!
Master Dong was slightly surprised when he saw this.
Ten days ago, he tasted the taste of sweet potatoes and watermelons in Taoxi Village. According to his experience, he can roughly guess the taste of these two products when they are ripe.
Are the people in Taoxi Village overconfident?
Or are you sure that the wholesale bank will accept their goods, so you dare to be so calm?
He shook his head, a little unworthy for his little boss.
"Uncle, this is the sweet potato grown by my family. It has been washed clean. Would you like to try it?" Suddenly, there was a sweet and soft voice at his feet.
Master Dong lowered his head, and saw two little girl dolls tied up, with their heads up and hands raised high, offering sweet potatoes to him.
"I recognize you, your name is Qiqi." He took the sweet potato from Wa'er's hand and said with a smile, "Okay, Uncle, let's try your sweet potato first."
The sweet potato in the hand is slender and well-proportioned, and the two parts are broken with a gentle bend with both hands. The flesh of the melon is light orange, and the aroma is very light.
Master Dong smiled, as he predicted.
Then he brought the sweet potato to his mouth and took a bite. With the crackling sound, the faint smile on Master Dong's face stopped.
Sweet, much sweeter than he expected, but it's not the kind of greasy sweetness with high sugar content, it's pure melon sweet taste, and it smells delicious after chewing!
After eating the whole sweet potato, he unbelievingly inspected several of them in sacks on the side of the road, and each one tasted far better than he predicted!
how can that be possible? The taste I ate ten days ago was still ordinary...
Qi Qi tilted her head, and while he was in a daze, pointed to the watermelon in the basket by the roadside that was as beautiful as green jade, "Uncle, the watermelons in our village are also delicious, every one of them is delicious."
"..." Master Dong looked at those melons, and then at the smiling little boy, suddenly not so confident in his years of experience in forecasting.
He coughed lightly, and amidst the warm smiles of the villagers, he pointed at one of the baskets casually, "Choose one from here and try it."
Soon, the watermelon he picked was cut open in front of him.
Different from the light aroma of sweet potatoes, as soon as the watermelon is broken open, the fragrance immediately overflows in the air. If you take a deep breath, the air inhaled seems to be sweet.
The color of the melon sac is also very beautiful red, the melon juice is full, and the melon skin is extremely thin.
Waiting for the melon meat to bite into his mouth, Master Dong didn't say a word, and waved his hand, "Sweep the sweet potatoes! Count the watermelons! Register one by one from door to door, and load them into the car! Take them all!"
Has been doing fruit and vegetable evaluation for many years, this is the first time he encountered Waterloo.
But, happy to slide!
It's no wonder that Ms. Song and Song Yueliang were able to rise to the top of Huicheng's upstarts in just a few years. His vision and courage alone are far beyond the reach of ordinary people like him!
Impressed!
As for Taoxi Village, the villagers are boiling again!
Accept all!
Don't pick goods!
This means that every drop of their sweat in the field this year was not in vain!
"Mother-in-law, let's carry the sweet potatoes over there!" With a bright smile on her face, Qiqi ran to Zhang Xifeng and said emphatically.
Zhang Xifeng was amused, and narrowed his eyes, "Okay, carry the sweet potatoes! Let you, Chen Erbo, and the others help carry them! Let's wait for the scales!"
The villagers laughed in good faith and volunteered to help without saying hello.
Beside the truck, the middle-aged man who came with Master Dong is responsible for watching the scale and registering.
There are also several car attendants who are responsible for packing the registered sweet potatoes and watermelons into boxes one by one.
They are orderly here, and Taoxi Village is not far behind.
The villagers lined up automatically, without rushing or making noise, and came one by one.
Master Dong saw this scene and nodded secretly. When he was first notified to come down to help receive the goods, he actually had some complaints in his heart.
Now, he has begun to like dealing with the people of Taoxi Village a little bit.
"Uncle, there is a small bamboo chair here. If you are tired, you can sit down and rest for a while."
The familiar sweet and soft voice sounded at Master Dong's feet again.
He bowed his head, and the little girl was holding a small bamboo chair and placed it next to him. She looked very cute and sensible.
Behind the little girl, there were two young boys with thick heads and thick brains, each holding something in their hands.
"Uncle, this is cold boiled water. If you are thirsty, you can drink two sips!" A little boy handed him the military water bottle.
"Uncle, this is the corn my family cooked in the morning. I'll fill you up if you're hungry!" A little boy handed him corn.
Master Dong is neither thirsty nor hungry. He just ate a bunch of sweet potatoes and watermelons, and his stomach is still full.
But the children in the village know how to iron posts, and people can't bear to refuse their kindness.
Master Dong sat down with a kettle in one hand and corn cobs in the other. There was a tree above his head for shade, and the mountain breeze on the side of the road brought coolness.
This treatment is top-notch compared to the colleagues next to the truck who are so busy hitting the back of their heads.
Master Dong narrowed his eyes and smiled.
The next moment, the little girl's sweet and soft voice sounded again, timidly, "Uncle, my sweet potatoes have been weighed, and the total is 7,123 catties."
The two boys put their heads in front of him for fear that he would not see them.
"And my family, 10,090 pounds of sweet potatoes, 3,976 watermelons!"
"My sweet potatoes are 9,960 catties, and watermelons are 4,008!"
The heads of the three children lined up in a row, lying in front of Master Dong, all staring at him eagerly.
Master Dong, "..."
Understood, what kind of top-notch treatment, the co-author is afraid that he will pay on credit, so he is urging him to pay the bill!
Master Dong first ground his teeth, then tapped the heads of the three children, and asked the villagers who lined up over there, "Whose children are these three? They are really three little clever ghosts!"
Behind the scenes, the villagers of Taoxi Village, who had seen this scene in their eyes, had already blushed from laughter.
"Okay, those who have registered on the scale, come to my place to pay!" Master Dong was amused, and simply took the registered account book and paid on the spot.
Earning food in the field is not easy, and he didn't intend to embarrass the farmers.
Besides, this time, the little boss allocated enough funds for him.
Hearing that it was time to settle the bill, people who had already registered quickly gathered around and still lined up in front of Master Dong, but at this moment, everyone's faces were filled with uncontrollable excitement and joy.
The three little ones retreated quietly to the rear.
Huazi and Li Goudan secretly gave Qiqi a thumbs-up, "Qiqi, I really have you! I really paid for it!"
Qiqi's small face was blushing, but her eyes were bright, she was a little proud, "I have sold things before, so I have experience."
"No wonder you are so good at dunning money! So you have experience!"
"No..." Xiao Qiqi blushed even more, her eyes dodged, "It's not the experience of dunning, but the experience of being credited..."
Huako, Goudan, "..."
Little Eggman, "Counsel."
(end of this chapter)
