farming tycoon

After running back home, he was sweating again. Jin Nanfeng went back to his room and took a shower, and then went to the next door to carry Grandpa Jin on his back to prepare for breakfast.

Downstairs, Grandma Jin has already prepared breakfast, which is the rice porridge and steamed buns they are used to eating here. The pork and cabbage buns were made by Grandma Jin herself. .

The good grandson ate a lot, and Grandma Jin was very happy, and said happily: "This pork is raised by Aunt Wang next door, and she has never eaten pig feed outside. The cabbage is grown by Grandma herself, which is what was said on TV. So what, pure natural and pollution-free, is it better than a bun in a big city for two or three yuan?"

Jin Nanfeng nodded while eating: "That's right, the taste is so delicious that people can't get tired of eating it. Of course, my grandma is good at cooking. If it's someone else, the taste won't be so good."

Grandma Jin was coaxed into laughter, and Grandpa Jin was a little jealous, and said with a cold snort, "It's just pork and cabbage. Your grandson has grown tired of eating it for so many years, so I just coax you .”

As soon as Grandma Jin quit, she glared at the old man and said, "If you don't like it, don't eat it. My grandson likes it."

Grandpa Jin had a violent temper when he was young, and he always said what he said at home. Later, after losing his son in middle age, his temper became milder. He didn't say a word when his wife choked him, and he ate two buns by himself.

Ever since Jin Nanfeng came home, the two old people had things to do. They didn't get dizzy, their hearts didn't feel bored, and they didn't want to save money on eating. After a few days, Grandma Jin became radiant. Feel better.

Grandpa Jin's broken leg also recovered a little faster. Although he still couldn't walk on his own, it was already a little itchy. It is estimated that he would be able to go to the hospital to remove the cast in a few days, and he was not as depressed as before.

Jin Nanfeng ate four big buns in a row, and a big bowl of porridge before he felt full. At this moment, he suspected that his big appetite since he was a child was caused by the heart of life. Otherwise, how could ordinary people not get fat? Woolen cloth?

Seeing the bickering between his grandparents, Jin Nanfeng had a smile on his lips, the shadow of last night finally dissipated, and seeing that the atmosphere was just right, he said, "Grandma, grandma, I want to plant some watermelons in the sand beside the river. "

When Grandpa Jin and Grandma Jin heard this, they really didn't look very good. The two old people looked at each other, but it was Grandpa Jin who spoke first, "That place has been deserted for many years, how can we grow watermelons? Besides, you They have already taken root in the city, and they will definitely go back after a short rest, so why waste the money?"

Jin Nanfeng just knew that they definitely couldn't promise him to come back immediately, after all his father's lesson was in front of him, so he had to think of some devious ways.

He was already prepared for this, and said with a smile, "Grandpa, you keep breaking your leg. I really thought you could heal it in a day or two. If you hurt your muscles and bones for a hundred days, I have to stay at home for at least three." This month, watermelons are planted in spring and harvested in summer, this time is too late."

Grandpa Jin suddenly regretted his recklessness, which made his grandson feel worried that he could not go back to the big city. He immediately said stiffly: "I still have your grandma here, why should you stay at home for three months."

But Jin Nanfeng said: "You don't want me to stay at home, I want to rest at home more, as you know, I haven't taken a good vacation these years, and I have to work during the holidays, so I finally resigned, so I am not allowed to rest at home for a few more days."

Grandpa Jin and Grandma Jin also felt sorry for her grandson. After hearing this, Grandma Jin said quickly: "Whoever said that you won't be allowed to rest, you can rest at home as long as you like."

Grandpa Jin also said: "That's right, it's better to have a good rest and get fatter. It's just that you come back to rest. You still want to grow watermelons. You think it's so easy to grow watermelons, and you won't suffer from the wind and sun."

Jin Nanfeng knew that they were not so opposed, so he said: "Watermelons are cheap, and you don't have to worry about them after they are planted. I am a big man and I can't just sit around and do nothing at home. If I grow some watermelons in the field, we won't sell them for our own consumption." It’s good to give some to the elders and aunts in the village, otherwise the wasteland will be empty.”

Listening to this, Grandpa Jin and Grandma Jin didn't object very much. Jin Nanfeng glanced at them and said with a smile: "When I was young, I still wanted to plant a field of watermelon. When it was ripe, I could eat as hard as I could. Now it's so easy to grow up. If it can be realized, grandparents still don’t support me, so you should just help your grandson realize a small wish.”

Grandpa Jin and Grandma Jin thought back, as if there was such a thing in his memory. When Jin Nanfeng was a child, the conditions in his family were not good, and there were not many people who grew watermelon, so he couldn't open it and eat it every time.

The two old people seemed to have seen the poor child who was squatting at the door with his face buried in the watermelon. How could he say anything against it? Grandpa Jin even said: "Hey, why didn't you say it a few years ago? , Grandpa doesn’t have much to do now, Grandpa will plant as many watermelons as you want.”

Jin Nanfeng smiled, and said according to the old man's words: "Isn't it just a matter of time now, our family also has land, the soil by the small river is thick, and it is loose and fertile sandy soil, which is also convenient for drainage and irrigation. The land must be more than ten years old. No one has ever grown watermelon, and it will taste amazing when the time comes."

Grandpa Jin and Grandma Jin no longer objected, and Grandma Jin even said: "Okay, then let's plant it. If Nan Nan wants to eat, we can make more varieties. When you go back in autumn, you can take a cart back."

The matter of planting watermelons was settled, Jin Nanfeng walked to the town after breakfast that day. After all, it was already the beginning of April, and it was too late to plant early-maturing varieties, but the medium-maturing varieties were just right.

Daisy Town is not big, but it has all kinds of internal organs. The store that sells seeds has always been the same. It hasn't even changed its location over the years, except that the house has been renovated.

As soon as Jin Nanfeng walked in, a young man who was buried in the game glanced at him, and the next moment he was a little surprised: "Jin Nanfeng, why are you here? When did you come back?"

Jin Nanfeng took a closer look before realizing that this was Zhang Guoliang, a classmate of his in junior high school. The two of them were at the front and back desks in junior high school. The relationship is generally not particularly close, but it is not bad.

Jin Nanfeng smiled and said, "I came back a few days ago, and I'm here to buy some watermelon seeds."

Zhang Guoliang was a little surprised when he heard it and asked: "Buy watermelon seeds? Didn't you make a lot of money in Shangjing? Why did you come home? How much do you want to buy? The precocious ones probably won't be able to grow them now."

Jin Nanfeng didn't bother, and said with a smile: "I resigned, my grandpa broke his leg, and I came back to take care of him for a few months. I'm not just doing nothing. I'm going to try growing a piece of watermelon myself. If I can make money, I'll take care of him." I won't be returning to Beijing."

When Zhang Guoliang heard this, he persuaded him with good intentions: "You plan to plant a large area, hey, the transportation in our place is not convenient, and there are few local people, it is not easy to sell the planted plants, and the cost of transportation is also high. In the past few years, it was not No one has planted it, most of them lost money, and a few got back their money, but they didn’t make any money, so they might as well go out to work.”

Jin Nanfeng knew that he had good intentions. If he didn't have the heart of life, he would definitely not be able to try to cultivate the land, but at the moment he was in high spirits, so he said: "If you can't sell it, you can eat it yourself. There are not many people anyway. money."

When he said this, Zhang Guoliang couldn't stop him. While helping him find a few seeds of good varieties, he said: "It is said that you have made a lot of money outside. The big cities are so good. Our place even There is no place to play."

"I'm too tired to live in a big city, so it's better to be comfortable at home." Jin Nanfeng said, and then asked about the properties of several seeds. For the watermelon called Black Beauty, after thinking about it, I picked out the skin, and asked for half of the seeds for each type.

Zhang Guoliang quickly helped to settle the accounts, and said: "Just give me a cost price. We have been old classmates for many years, and I can't take your money."

Jin Nanfeng didn't listen, and said with a smile: "This is impossible, friendship is friendship, and business is business."

After receiving the money, Zhang Guoliang felt embarrassed instead, and said with a hey, "You still protected me when I was studying. If I didn't have you, I don't know how many beatings I would have suffered. At this time, I still have to earn your money."

Jin Nanfeng was stunned for a moment. In fact, he didn't remember much about the time in junior high school, but that period was the most rebellious time in his life. There were many fights, and he was a well-known thorn in the school.

Back then, protecting Zhang Guoliang might just be something he did casually, but he never thought that he would never forget it for so many years. Jin Nanfeng's expression softened, and he patted Zhang Guoliang's shoulder with a smile and said: "It happened a long time ago, and now you are tall and powerful. Yes, probably no one can bully you."

Zhang Guoliang also became happy, and said with a smile: "Didn't you say that drinking milk can grow taller? I asked my mother to order two bags for me every day. I drank it every day. I would vomit. Fortunately, it was not in vain. Drink, at least it has grown to 1.8 meters."

For them, 1.8 meters is considered tall. Even though Zhang Guoliang is not very active and is an otaku who loves to play games, he is chubby, but he is quite intimidating when he stands up.

Some things that disappeared from memory slowly recovered, and Jin Nanfeng's mood became more cheerful. He said with a smile: "Okay, then I'll go first. Let's have a drink together when we have time."

Zhang Guoliang knew that he still had something to do, so he didn't stay any longer, and shouted at him: "Then you go and do your work first, and if you have anything to do, just come to me, don't say anything else, there is no one in Daisy town that I don't know , something that cannot be resolved.”