Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

"Sister Lin, we are all acquaintances. How nice of you to give such a good seat to other guests. It doesn't matter where we sit."

"I just want you to sit in the best seat here. The following performance is from the troupe I invited. They are a new actor, which is hard to find."

Xiao Yuchen gently placed the huge watermelon on the table and stabilized it to ensure that it would not move.

Song Tingran made a gesture of invitation, and Lin Qinghe was also very curious about what it was. He lifted up all the red cloth, exclaimed, and then covered it again.

Lin Qinghe asked in disbelief: "Isn't this...a watermelon?"

"Well, this is the new variety in our melon field. Do you like it as an opening gift?"

"I like it. Thank you Sister Song. You just gave it to me. You guys sit down first. I'll ask someone to move it downstairs to show it to the guests."

Lin Qinghe left so forgetfully that he couldn't stop shouting. In fact, Song Tingran wanted to say that Xiao Yuchen could help her move out.

Song Tingran and his entourage took their seats, and they could clearly see the opera stage below, which was still in the right position. Chang Yuqiao was fascinated by it and hummed along softly from time to time.

After a while, a tall and round waiter came and looked very energetic.

"Boss Song, what do you want to eat?"

"Want one?"

"Ok?"

"Just want it all."

Song Tingran was very proud, just to let the husbands taste more dishes. The waiter wanted to persuade him, but thinking that this was the shopkeeper's distinguished guest, he said he would do it right away, and took away the giant watermelon when he left.

Not long after, Lin Qinghe stood on the stage below, the singer retreated, and there was a giant watermelon in front of her.

"Today we are opening Zuixiang Restaurant, and we will definitely treat everyone with the best things."

She lifted up the red cloth in front of everyone. I have to say that looking at it from this angle on the second floor, it only felt bigger and more shocking.

"Oh my gosh, how many pounds is this watermelon? The one I bought a few days ago weighed more than five pounds and I thought it was huge. This is simply incomparable."

"As expected of Zuixianglou, shopkeeper Lin quickly cuts it open and gives us a palm eye."

"Yeah, yeah, we haven't seen the inside yet, stop being such a jerk!"

The guests spoke one after another. Lin Qinghe originally planned to open it in public, but the waiter thoughtfully brought the knife.

There was no movement for a moment, everyone was staring at the knife and watermelon in Lin Qinghe's hand.

She exerted a little force, and the moment the blade touched the watermelon, the watermelon cracked in the middle, and the sound was extremely clear.

Song Tingran's husbands were all looking intently at the situation below. She couldn't even see them anymore and was drinking tea at her seat.

The watermelon was cut in half. Lin Qinghe was stunned, and the people below were also stunned. This watermelon actually had no seeds!

Xiao Yuchen: "It's amazing. The first watermelon without seeds that I saw was from our family."

Song Tingran seemed to have heard something extraordinary and squeezed past. Xiao Yuchen, Shi Yan, and Sang Cheng all made way for her.

Sure enough, it was so red that not a single black seed could be seen. Song Tingran was also very surprised. There were a lot of money in her farming space.

The scene was starting to get a little out of control. Shopkeeper Lin waved to Song Tingran upstairs and shouted, "What's the name of this watermelon in your fruit and vegetable garden?"

The husbands had already retracted their heads and sat in their seats, for fear of being lost in the public eye.

When Lin Qinghe asked, the guests' eyes were fixed on the second floor, and Song Tingran blurted out: "The Watermelon King."

"What a watermelon king. Anyone who spends more than three taels of silver per table in Zuixiang Restaurant today will give this watermelon king as a gift."

Those who can come to Zuixianglou are all wealthy owners in the town, and they are all struggling to order in order to have a bite of Watermelon King.

The two waiters in the shop had already started cutting the watermelon, and the first portion was delivered to Song Tingran's table on the second floor.

Song Tingran was moved. Lin Qinghe helped her promote it again, and in this way, it would soon spread in Ping'an Town.

A girl at the next table looked at Song Tingran curiously and asked, "Is your home in Daniu Village?"

"How did you find out?"

"Hey, I saw the flyer, and I happened to meet the Watermelon King again today. If we want to buy it, should we go to Daniu Village to buy it?"

This conversation attracted everyone around them, and they all looked over at Song Tingran. She didn't think anything of it. After working hard for seven men, pretending to drink tea, Wen Ci's cup was empty, and she didn't say anything. Pour it again and drink it dry.

"The Watermelon King will be here next year, but our Song Family Fruit and Vegetable Garden has many other good fruits, such as lychees, cantaloupes, and other varieties of watermelons weighing more than ten or twenty pounds, etc. If you are interested, you can go and see look."

Not everyone knows about lychees and cantaloupe. They just think that things they don’t understand must be good.

The conversation finally ended when the waiter came to serve the food. There were many customers today, and the kitchen was so busy that it didn't even touch the floor, for fear that the food would be served slowly and the customers would be unhappy.

Get the juice to taste.

Longjing mushroom stew.

Pipa duck.

Spicy pork slices.

Panlong cucumber.

......

Even though Song Tingran's table was big, he still didn't put it down. It was just like eating a banquet. The dishes that couldn't be placed were placed on it, just on top of two plates. He asked the sky to borrow another five hundred square meters.

Shi Yan just stared at the spicy dishes. The more he ate, the more delicious they became, and he felt that his illness was cured.

The eight people didn't care about the opinions of the people around them. After all, with such a large table of dishes, their words were always blank and it was useless to say anything. They were all immersed in it, as if there were only eight of them in the store.

Soon, the atmosphere around them was stirred up, and some people saw the dishes on their table and asked for them.

"Is this pig's waste? When you opened Zuixiang Restaurant, the food you served was actually made from pig's waste, and even the dogs wouldn't eat it."

The sound came from the first floor. It could be heard that the customer was very angry. The waiter had already started to explain, and Lin Qinghe also rushed over in a hurry.

Song Tingran was a little worried and said, "You guys sit here and have a good meal. I'll go down and take a look."

After that, he left the position and rushed down the nearest stairs. When he arrived, Lin Qinghe was explaining.

"This stir-fried pork sausage is delicious. It is the main feature of our Zuixiang Restaurant recently. You might as well give it a try."

Song Tingran felt that there was no problem with this explanation, but the guest was unyielding.

"This is pig's water. What's in it? It's shit! Come to your store and you let your customers eat shit? Get your money back!"