MTL - Spatial Farm Life: Raising My Kid, Abusing Scum, and Keeping Busy With Life-Chapter 22 Wang Po sells melons

  Chapter 22 Wang Po sells melons

   On this day, Qiao Mai hardly did any embroidery work.

  The weather is too hot, a piece of cold watermelon can really touch people's restless hearts.

  Although there are many poor people, there are also many rich people in the town. When they heard that someone was selling watermelons, they all ran here.

  They all knew Qiao Mai. Seeing that she was selling melons, they all talked to her familiarly.

   "Qiao Shi, you are not working in Xiuzhuang anymore?"

   "Yeah, isn't it that our shopkeeper brought a batch of melons? If we can't eat them, we think it's hot, and when they're ready to freeze, we can sell some to everyone."

   "How much is a catty, give me the whole one?"

   "Watermelons are not sold in bulk, one piece is fifty cents,"

   "Huh? You still sell them like this?"

   "Yeah, why is there such a shortage of watermelons? It's not easy to get some, so the shopkeeper ordered not to sell them in bulk."

   "Your shopkeeper's business is real."

   "I'm sorry, I'll get some more later, and you can buy the whole thing again."

   "Okay, then give me a piece, this year's first melon, I have to try it anyway."

   "I want to be together too!"

  Qiao Mai didn't do anything all day, but sold melons. If her surname was Wang, she would really be a wangpo and sell melons.

  When I arrived at Houxiang, I had already sold ten melons. Seeing that it was getting late, I called two maids from the embroidery village and moved the tables and chairs back.

  She took a melon out of the basket and cut it up in the store.

   "Come on, I made a lot of money today, let's celebrate the booming business of my stall!"

   Shopkeeper Lu burst out laughing, "It looks like your business is really good. You haven't done embroidery all day, have you?"

   "The main reason is that it's hot, everyone should take a fresh picture, it will be fine after a long time."

   "I will be busy in the future, I will ask Xiuhong to help you sell melons."

   "No, I just want to do some business by myself. It's not boring. If you ask someone to help me, how can I make something new?"

   "Okay, anyway, you are always right."

  There are five people in the store, including six of Qiao Mai, everyone has a portion, and after eating a watermelon, she wipes her mouth.

   "Go home, see you tomorrow!"

  Qiao Mai returned home early and inserted the courtyard door into the space. She wanted to study the land carefully.

  Why is one piece of land divided into two? What is the reason?

  She hugged Linger who was awake, and came to the edge of the ground. While teasing the child, she looked at the ground with her single eyelid eyes.

  I thought to myself, after the watermelons in the two fields are ripe, I will pick a melon and see if there will be another melon?

  If another melon field is planted with other seeds, will there be another exactly the same field?

  Hands are really itchy. She sat cross-legged on the edge of the ground, looking at the melon seedlings that hadn't grown yet, and the urge to pull the seedlings was finally suppressed by reason.

   It’s only been a day, and there are already small yellow flowers blooming on the melon seedlings.

  She couldn't figure out why the cycle of growing watermelons would be shortened so much since the time in space was the same as outside. '

   Could it be because of the black soil? If it was because of it, she could understand that it was because the black soil expanded its area after it had crops? Is it the black soil that really has the function of copying?

   She patted her head, frowning with a headache, not thinking about it, tired.

  Looking at Linger in her arms, she was smiling at Qiao Mai.

   "Yo, girl, do you think your mother is uncomfortable and want to make her happy?"

   At this time, Xiao Linger's eyebrows and eyes have been revealed. Qiao Mai holds it and comes to the mirror to look at himself and the child.

   It doesn't look like that at all, it is said that a girl follows her father, but the Tian Sanzhuang in her memory is not bad, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a rough guy with strength.

   Otherwise, when the imperial court ordered one person from each family to serve in the military, Old Man Tian would not let him replace the eldest and second children.

  Linger's eyebrows and eyes are like Tian Sanzhuang, and she will definitely not be ugly in the future.

  Although she doesn't like the Tian family, this is the original owner's daughter after all, and she has been taking care of her for the past few months.

   Having feelings for this child, no matter whose child it is, she will raise her up.

   One size equals one size. In the future, if the child's grandma and father mess with her, she will not let them go.

However, she will not let the child recognize them. In their hearts, the child has died a long time ago. After a while, she will pick a suitable opportunity to let the child change from the secret to the open. Now not the right time yet.

   Prepared milk powder, fed Linger, carried her around the space, put her to sleep, put her on the bed, and then made food for herself.

  Qiao Mai took out a bag of burgers from the freezer, heated them in the microwave, and then took out a bottle of Coke from the freezer.

   For more than a month, she has been eating dinner like this.

   Either burgers, instant noodles, or quick-frozen water. Thinking of the delicacies in his previous life, Qiao Mai swallowed hard.

  She vowed that every once in a while, she must learn to cook a delicacy from the Internet.

  Can’t let the child grow up to be the same as she is now, eating so single food every day.

  After dinner, she did the math, and today she sold ten watermelons, one watermelon was cut into sixteen yuan, one piece was 50 yuan, and one watermelon was 800 yuan.

  Ten watermelons are eight taels of silver, which is basically negligible compared to the few pieces you eat.

  It seems that a small business can also make a fortune. Qiao Mai directly ignored the matter of the white wolf with empty gloves.

  Find a large and a small toolbox, put copper coins in the big one, and broken silver in the small one. As for the silver ingots, she put them directly on the shelves.

  She didn't have the habit of going to bed early, so she sat on the edge of the bed and watched the child doing embroidery work for a while, browsed the Internet for things that were useful to her, and then fell asleep next to the child.

  The next day, I got up early again and made a gauze cover in the space to prevent flies and insects from getting on the watermelon.

  Using wood and coarse cloth, I made a simple activity pergola.

   Then I came out of this room and carried them to the embroidery shop.

   Shopkeeper Lu asked the two little girls to place the tables and chairs by the side of the official road. When he saw Qiao Mai coming, he followed her to the side of the road.

   "Are you addicted to selling watermelons?"

   "Yes, I only produce two pieces of embroidery work a month, and the big one takes a month. When will I be able to buy a big house and land? Why don't you think of a way to earn more money."

   "Then you sell something else? Don't just sell this one?"

   "If you haven't decided what to sell, let's sell watermelons first!"

   Shopkeeper Lu curled his lips, "Then you can continue selling watermelons. I'm going back. Call me if you need anything."

   "Okay"

  Qiao Mai started her melon selling career again. She thought that once people's enthusiasm for watermelons passed, she would not be so busy. She never expected that she would be surrounded by people as soon as she left her stall.

   Staring at her one by one, "What are you doing in a daze, cut melons,"

"Forehead,"

  Qiao Mai cut the melons mechanically, and each melon was sold out in a short while. Taking advantage of no one's time, she set up the arbor, cut the melons, and put on the gauze cover.

   Then I sat on the chair and started to do the embroidery work slowly.

  In the distance, a pair of vicious eyes were staring at her.

   This person is Tian Yaozu, shouldn't he be in the school at this time? Why are you here?

  It turned out that the little boy who built a carriage to eat melons yesterday was the young master of a wealthy family in the town, and that was the only private school in the town.

  So he and Tian Yaozu are classmates, the relationship is not very good.

Yesterday Muxiu, he ate delicious watermelon in the town, and the next day he praised it to his classmates in the school. During the break, this young master took his classmates and shared Qiao Mai's first watermelon .

   This is the reason why they were surrounded as soon as they left the stall, and Tian Yaozu came out with him.

   When he saw that the melon seller was Qiao Shi, he immediately withdrew from the crowd and ran to a distance, with fierce eyes wishing he could eat her.

  He would not eat the watermelon she sold, let alone pay for her watermelon. He wished that his classmates would have diarrhea after eating it, so that Qiao's would lose money and not be able to set up a stall again.

  Tian Yaozu looked at the embroidered village behind Qiao, slammed on the ground heavily, and left angrily.

  Qiao Mai felt a pair of unkind eyes, but she didn't care.

  (end of this chapter)