Fruit Tycoon [Farming]

It was just dawn, and the air was filled with moist water vapor, and the farmland in the distance seemed to be blurred.

Dad Xu took a sip of the blackened strong tea, and drove the electric three-wheeler to the melon field. Xu Yi and Mom Xu were sitting in the car talking quietly.

Last night, Xu's father and Xu's mother didn't get a good night's sleep. In the end, Xu's father made up his mind: "It's just a car payment, if you can't sell it, just bring it back."

A family of three took a pair of scissors and concentrated on cutting melons and vines. Xu's father was only responsible for carrying melons, but Xu Yi's hands were really clumsy, so Xu's father had to join the army of cutting melons. When he turned around, his son was actually carrying melons.

"Son, just move it by hand—"

Dad Xu's voice hadn't finished yet, but what happened next left him speechless——

His son puts melons into the basket like picking up glass balls. His posture is more relaxed than his veteran. When the baskets on both sides of the pole are full, his son's thin and thin shoulders directly lift the pole. Get up, not only that, but also walk fast and steadily, the pole is firmly on the shoulders, without even bending!

Xu Yi went to take the second trip after transporting it to the car. In the end, Xu's father and Xu's mother couldn't cut the melons at the speed of transporting the melons. Both Xu's father and Xu's mother were stunned!

After a busy morning, Xu's father and Xu's mother had to ask the neighbors to help them load the car, but with Xu Yi, a strong man, it took a few ten minutes for a car of nearly 10 catties of watermelons to get on the car.

Xu's father and Xu's mother were so numb that their faces became stiff.

When transporting the melons, the two of them didn't put their hands in, and could only help tidy the foam box on the side, but seeing their usually thin son suddenly lift something weighing several hundred catties with one hand, the two of them still felt a mysterious feeling.

"Son, this is..."

"...Secondary development?" Dad Xu hesitated for a long time, before spit out a new word he learned recently.

Mama Xu quickly nodded in agreement.

The truck driver took out a cigarette from the pack: "Dude, do you practice weightlifting?"

Xu Yi waved his hand: "Born with great strength."

He took out ten banknotes from his wallet: "The fare agreed before, you count."

The driver glanced at it, then stuffed the money into his pocket: "I think with your strength, you can really practice weightlifting and become an Olympic champion, as well as the discus and shot put..."

Xu Yi said with a smile: "With my body, it's not convincing to go."

The truck driver was smoking while observing Xu Yi: "That's true."

Xu Yi's skin is fair, and he is not short among ordinary people, but his figure looks a bit thin.Probably because he was still young, his eyes were black and white, so clear and shiny that people felt good at seeing them.

The driver of the truck, surnamed Li, used to run two lines between Sujin City and Xiyun County. This time, he charged a total of 1000 yuan for driving, and Lin Jinglun paid for the fuel. He also got a dozen watermelons for nothing. Two packs of Zhonghua cigarettes, even if the wholesale price of watermelon is cheap, if you really have to spend money to buy it, a melon will cost at least ten yuan. The journey was fast and steady, and we arrived at Sujin City before lunch.

Generally speaking, the Watermelon Expo is still a popular project. When Xu Yi and the others arrived, although they didn't prepare anything, some staff handed over the stand signboard of the booth, and prepared mineral water, fruit plate and fruit knife for them.

Xu Yi took the standing card, but couldn't help frowning: "Why is it number 209? I got number 88 on WeChat."

The staff checked in front of the computer, and then apologized: "I'm sorry sir, because you came late, the number you reserved was postponed to the exhibitor who reserved No. 89."

After thinking about it, Xu Yi didn't say much, after all, he really didn't come early.

But as soon as he entered the exhibition hall and walked to booth 209, Xu Yi became a little angry.

Although the exhibition hall arranged by the Watermelon Expo is very large, because today’s main exhibitors are melon farmers, the entire exhibition hall is very empty. There are about 300 booths in the entire exhibition hall. Many, most of the exhibition halls are not full.

The number 209 that Xu Yi received seemed to be the innermost corner of the entire exhibition hall. Not to mention that the lighting was not bright enough, and there was no one around the numbers after 200, and booths 66 and 88, which represented auspicious numbers, occupied the exhibition hall. The best location, with sufficient lighting, and the watermelons are distinctively carved into various shapes, which can attract everyone's attention as soon as you enter the door.

Xu Yi and Master Li brought in a total of ten melons.Facing unfamiliar faces like them, the melon farmers who received the numbers in the front row only raised their heads and ignored them without interest.

On the contrary, the middle-aged man with a big belly on No. 88 chuckled lightly: "This kid is lucky."

"Old Zhou, are you bullying young people again?"

"What did I bully?" The middle-aged man turned around unwillingly, "Isn't 209 very good? It's the first time for young people to participate, and they are not sensible. If he is more polite, I will give him his watermelon when the time comes." gone."

After sitting down, Xu Yi discovered that there were handwritten labels in front of each booth. No. 88 was written "Qingfeng Orchard", and No. 66 was "Koukouxiang Orchard". Xu Yi searched the Internet, "Qingfeng Orchard" And "Koukouxiang Orchard" are well-known private fruit chain brands in the province. They not only have their own specialty stores, but also have special orchards, so today they also participate in the exhibition as melon farmers.

Xu Yi is probably the only real poor person in the entire exhibition hall.

Xu Yi thought for a while, and also wrote a promotional slogan - "Xu's melon, ten yuan a catty, no deception."

Someone in the exhibition hall had already noticed his movements. After he put up the label, Lao Zhou from "Qingfeng Orchard" sprayed herbal tea directly on the table: "Ten yuan a catty, are you crazy about money?"

Discussions erupted in the exhibition hall.

"The high-quality melons in the fruit shop are not so expensive, are they? Is this melon imported from abroad?"

"Fart, I saw them unloading the car just now. The car has a Yanting license plate, so it looks like it's from Xiyun County."

"Isn't this kid crazy? Ten yuan a catty, we don't even dare to sell the high-quality melons at this price!"

"There is no hair on his mouth, and he can't do things well. This young man probably doesn't understand the market of the melon and fruit market."

"I just don't know if this Xu's melon is a local brand in Xiyun. I haven't heard of this brand before."

Lao Zhou leaned back on the chair comfortably: "Young people nowadays, tsk tsk..."

"It's delicious, I'm too lazy to make it, I thought there would be pies in the sky."

"Is it just a joke that one generation is not as good as one generation?"

Xu Yi turned a deaf ear to the discussions in the exhibition hall, turned around and called Master Li, asking him to pick up two stones from outside: "It doesn't matter the size, as long as it is harder."

Master Li came in with a big one and a small one.

When the exhibition hall was filled with criticisms of the next generation’s failure to learn well, and a few uncles boasted that their son had gone abroad to study Harvard’s Four Eggs, there was a sudden “boom” sound.

The uncles stopped talking and looked towards the source of the sound.

Xu Yi showed a shy smile: "I'm sorry, something fell on the floor."

"What if you bring a stone in and smash the melon? Young people are really ignorant." Lao Zhou shouted, waving his fan.

When Old Zhou opened his mouth, everyone looked like they were watching the show.

Xu Yi smiled even more shyly: "I'm sorry, I'll just... destroy it."

He held the small stone in the palm of his hand with his fingers, and squeezed it lightly. In just two seconds, Lao Zhou saw the broken stone chips falling out of his fingers, and fell to the ground in a short while. Just a little dust pile.

Old Zhou: "..."

Everyone watching the play: "..."

Obviously Xu Yi's movements couldn't be more calm, but Lao Zhou felt as if he had two hands pinching his heart, the kind that could burst directly with a snap. Although he didn't have a heart attack, at this moment he felt that he had a heart attack.

Xu Yi showed a kind smile again: "Sorry, I made a mistake."

Lao Zhou trembled: "No, no, it's okay, I mean you pinched it pretty well."

Xu Yi smiled and said, "Really? This one is too small, I will make bigger ones."

He stretched out his right hand and lifted another stone, which was three or four times bigger than the one just now, and it looked like the kind that smashed a hole.

Flying stone chips fluttered down.

The exhibition hall was suddenly as quiet as a chicken, and even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be clearly heard.

Throughout the afternoon, Lao Zhou stood or sat or stood like a hemorrhoid on his buttocks. Occasionally, his eyes met Xu Yi's. He stretched his neck like a castrated chicken, and only dared to breathe out through his nostrils.

In the end, it was the uncle of "Koukouxiang Orchard" who had the courage to say something.

"Hey, today's young people are amazing!"

"Honest and hardworking, especially able to endure hardships, Olympic champions, academic masters, all of them are role models for our generation."

"Yes, yes!"

"Like this guy, he came out to run exhibitions at a young age. It's really amazing. When I was young, I was still learning technology from my master. If the master scolded me, I didn't dare to fart."

The rest of the crowd responded with contempt to the middle-aged man who spoke: sycophant!

But turned around: "Yes, yes, where is the young man's house, let me introduce you to someone!"

"If my son can be as sensible as you, I will be relaxed!"

A harmonious and plastic atmosphere immediately filled the exhibition hall.

Even the staff of the expo are secretly amazed that the watermelon expo has been held for several years, and it has always been a place where various orchards fight openly and secretly. Even if the expo can play a limited role, in order to prove their strength in one breath, These guys are fighting endlessly.

Even though they are all 50-[-]-year-old men, they are at the level of a thousand-year-old fox when playing scheming.

For everyone's praise, Xu Yi was not modest, and accepted all of them.