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When Deng Shirong's family tasted cinnamon-flavored lychees, Deng Changfu's family also tasted cinnamon-flavored lychees on their own litchi mountain.

Of course, Deng Shirong's family ate as much as they wanted, while Deng Changfu's family just picked a few to taste and then stopped without being satisfied.

After all, this thing can be sold for 50 cents per pound. If their family eats it freely, they can eat at least ten pounds, which works out to several dollars. With their current conditions, they are definitely not willing to do this. food.

After Deng Shirong ate more than a dozen pills, he said to his eldest son: "Yuntai, you can go back and bring three sacks later, pick two bags and send them to your second and third uncle's homes."

Deng Yuntai responded: "Okay, Dad."

Deng Shirong looked at his nephew and said, "Dashi, pick a bag and take it back to your parents to try."

Bu Dashi quickly said: "Uncle, I'll just take a few kilograms back and give them a taste. Keep the rest for sale!"

Bu Dafang also answered: "Yes, uncle, it costs 50 cents per catty. It only costs more than ten yuan to pick a bag. This is really a waste!"

Deng Shirong smiled and said: "Don't worry about how much it costs. If you don't even want to eat the things you grow at home, then what's the point of living this life? Listen to me, pick a bag and give it to your parents to try. ”

The Bu Dafang siblings also knew that their uncle was always generous with his actions, so they didn't say anything more when they saw this.

Deng Yuntai said: "Then I'll go back and get the sack now!"

Deng Shirong hummed and said, "Send them to your uncle and the others today. Then tomorrow morning you can bring the sacks over and pick one to give to your father-in-law and mother-in-law."

Zhang Xiuping couldn't help laughing when she heard this: "My parents rarely even ate lychees in previous years. If I send them this sack of cinnamon-flavored lychees, I guess they will have to eat it in the village for another ten days and a half."

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

Litchi Mountain is not far from home. If you walk faster, the round trip only takes ten minutes. But Deng Yuntai also rode his bicycle when he returned, so the speed was even faster.

While picking lychees, Deng Yunzhen asked: "Dad, when will our lychees be sold?"

Deng Shirong said: "The lychees are not all mature yet. Let's wait until May Day before selling them!"

Deng Yunzhen looked at the red lychees all over the mountain and asked, "Dad, how many kilograms do you think these lychees weigh?"

Deng Shirong made an estimate and said, "It's about 2,800 to 3,100 pounds!"

Deng Yunzhen said happily: "Even if it is only 2,800 kilograms, it can be sold for 1,400 yuan. When the lychee trees grow up in a few years, the output is expected to double several times. By then, won't it be possible to easily earn five yuan a year?" Six thousand?”

Deng Shirong smiled and said: "It's more than five or six thousand. In a few years, the price of lychees will probably increase. It won't be difficult to make ten thousand a year."

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath when they heard this. In this era, households worth ten thousand yuan are still very important. One household worth ten thousand yuan a year. What is the concept of this?

Deng Shirong squatted down and patted a big watermelon on the ground, and said: "Although this watermelon is sold much cheaper than lychees, the weight of the watermelon is not comparable to that of lychees. After the lychees are sold out, this watermelon should also be able to be opened." If you sell it, I believe you will make a lot of money.”

Zhang Xiuping said with a smile: "This watermelon is all the work of my cousin and cousin-in-law!"

Deng Shirong nodded and smiled: "Yes, Ahu and Dafang, you have worked really hard this year."

Jiang Dehu waved his hands and said: "Uncle, we have been used to doing this kind of work since we were young. It's really not hard at all."

Bu Dafang, while helping to pick lychees, echoed: "Uncle, you give us such a high salary, why do you have to do such a hard thing? I don't know how many people in the village are envious of us!"

This is no lie. Ever since the couple came to help their uncle take care of the orchard, even if they said that the two of them together cost fifty yuan a month, the people in their village would drool with envy. After all, rural people in this era , the opportunities to make money are really very few.

Over the past year or so, the couple had saved all the money except ten yuan a month given to their sister-in-law to help take care of the children.

Now, their savings have quietly exceeded 800 yuan. In this era of rural areas, they are already considered rich.

With such a generous income and the amazing food they had at their uncle's house, the couple was naturally very motivated to work.

Deng Shirong smiled and didn't say much, but he made up his mind to give his niece a big red envelope at the end of the year. After all, watermelon planting is not just about planting seeds and letting them grow. It's just about watering the mountains of watermelons. Fertilizing is no small project.

It can be said that the bumper harvest of watermelons this year is inseparable from the hard work of the niece and nephew-in-law. It is appropriate to give them a big red envelope.

Soon, everyone picked three sacks of lychees. Two sacks were sent by Deng Yuntai to the second and third uncle's families, and the remaining sack was given to Bu Dashi to take home.

As for his nephew and son-in-law's family, Deng Shirong had no intention of sending it away.

He was generous, but the cinnamon-flavored lychee was not cheap, and he did not give it to just any relative. The parents of the nephew-in-law did not help take care of the children, forcing the niece to spend ten yuan a month to take care of the children. Based on this, it is impossible for him to give away the lychee.

In addition to picking three sacks of lychees to send to relatives, Deng Shirong also picked some extra and took them home for the children who were still in school. On the way home, he happened to meet Deng Changfu's family returning from Lychee Mountain.

Deng Yunqiang immediately asked: "Uncle Jiu, now that the lychees are beginning to mature, when do you plan to pick the lychees and send them to the supply and marketing cooperative?"

Deng Shirong said: "It's not all mature yet. It should be almost ready in a few days."

Deng Yunqiang said: "Uncle Jiu, let's pick it on the same day, and then let the supply and marketing cooperative send a truck to pull it in."

Deng Shirong nodded and said, "Okay, are your bamboo baskets ready?"

Deng Yunqiang said: "It has been prepared for a long time. I have made seventy or eighty bamboo baskets. If Uncle Jiu needs it, I will give you some."

Deng Shirong waved his hand and said: "No, I have already prepared it here, there will be no shortage of bamboo baskets."

Deng Changfu interjected and asked: "Jiu Gong, are your watermelons almost ripe? How much is the output?"

Deng Shirong smiled and said: "It's almost ripe. I guess after selling the lychees, I can sell watermelons. As for the output, I can't estimate it. It should be tens of thousands of kilograms!"

Deng Changfu said with a face full of shock: "Tens of thousands of kilograms, my god, the watermelon yield is so high!"

Deng Yunqiang is already calculating how much tens of thousands of kilograms of watermelon can be sold for. When he signed the purchase contract at the supply and marketing cooperative, he knew that the purchase price of watermelon was eight cents per catty, eight cents for ten catties, eight yuan for one hundred catties, and eighty cents for one thousand catties. , 10,000 jins, 800 jins, tens of thousands jins, that’s thousands of dollars.

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Doesn’t this mean that the harvest from growing watermelons is higher than that from lychees?

At this moment, Deng Yunqiang was shocked by the numbers he calculated!

At the same time, I was secretly regretting that when Uncle Jiu’s family planted watermelons before, why didn’t their family follow suit?