"Watermelon, authentic Houtan watermelon!" Uncle Tian shouted for a long time. Feeling a little thirsty, he cut a watermelon himself and squatted on the ground to nibble on it.

After a while, a man riding a bicycle passed by. He stopped and asked, "How much does a pound of watermelon cost?"

"Eight points!" Uncle Tian stood up in a hurry to greet him, thinking that he would finally open today.

"Is it Houtan Watermelon?" the man asked again.

"I'm from Houtan Village, and of course I sell authentic Houtan watermelons! I just picked them this morning. If you look at the seedlings, they are still fresh! Would you like to try two?" Uncle Tian asked.

Help the man pick watermelons.

But the man shook his head: "No need!"

"It's such a hot day, why not buy a watermelon to quench your thirst? It's better than drinking cold water. I'll pick one for you. If it doesn't have the pulp, it's free!" Uncle Tian continued to advise.

The man still shook his head: "I already bought one this morning. It's also a watermelon from your Houtan. It's pulpy and quite sweet."

Uncle Tian Er was slightly startled and thought to himself, you have already bought it, why did you come to my stall to ask about the price?

The man felt Uncle Tian's confusion, he smiled awkwardly, and then explained: "I just came to ask how much your watermelon costs to see if it was too expensive for me to buy it this morning."

"After a long time of fussing, you came here to inquire about the price!" Uncle Tian felt depressed for a while.

After the man left, Uncle Tian started shouting again, but after shouting for a long time, no one paid any attention.

In two whole hours, Uncle Tian only sold four watermelons and received two yuan and fifty cents.

Uncle Tian Er was a little surprised. Is this still the farmer's market he is familiar with?

It’s almost lunch time, and there are fewer and fewer people visiting the farmer’s market, and many stall owners have already closed their stalls.

Farmers' markets are different from supermarkets. This kind of farmers' market without fixed stalls is generally open in the morning. People are also used to buying vegetables early in the morning, and few people visit the vegetable market in the afternoon.

The supply of materials in that era was not as abundant as it is now. There were not so many cold storages and greenhouses, and the people ate only seasonal vegetables.

Therefore, many people like to go to the morning market just to buy fresh vegetables. If they go late, the fresh vegetables will be picked up by others, and they can only buy what others pick.

Big cities like Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou have vegetable wholesale markets, so it is easier to buy vegetables. In smaller cities, it is basically a small-scale farmer economy. Vegetables are picked in the morning, sold all morning, and then closed in the afternoon. In summer, there is basically no

Selling overnight vegetables.

Some vegetables that are not easy to store, if they are not sold out in the morning, will be sold at a reduced price after noon, otherwise they may be lost.

So at noon time, Uncle Tian Er had not sold a few of his watermelons, which meant that this cart of watermelons had to be kept until tomorrow!

"What's going on? People in the city don't eat watermelon anymore!" Uncle Tian looked depressed.

At this moment, I saw Tian Laixi riding an agricultural tricycle walking from a distance.

"Second Uncle, he's selling melons!" Tian Laixi came closer and stopped to say hello to Second Uncle Tian.

Uncle Tian Er looked at Tian Laixi's tricycle and found that the cargo box behind it was empty.

"Where are your melons?" Uncle Tian asked.

"All sold out!" Tian Laixi replied.

"Sold out? How is this possible? Aren't there not many people buying melons today? I've been here for two hours and only sold four!" Uncle Tian said.

"My melons are sold early in the morning. After ten o'clock in the morning, there are fewer people buying melons. But I only have six or seven left over there, so I might as well get rid of them all for a cheaper price!"

Tian Laixi said, stretched out his head to look at the watermelons on Uncle Tian's tractor, and then said: "Second uncle, you still have a lot here, you can sell them slowly, I will go back to the village first!"

Tian Laixi said, stepped on the accelerator and ran away quickly.

Uncle Tian Er stayed on the spot with a blank expression on his face.

"What's going on? Why can his melons be sold but mine can't be sold?" Uncle Tian Er said to himself.

At this time, another vendor who was closing the stall next to him said: "Watermelon seller, you are late today. Come early tomorrow! Maybe this melon can be sold."

"What do you mean?" Uncle Tian asked puzzledly.

The vendor explained: "Think about it, there are only so many people who come to buy vegetables every day, and your nephew comes earlier than you. People who want to buy watermelons are all rushing to your nephew! When you come, you want to buy them.

I’ve already bought the watermelons, who will buy yours!”

Uncle Tian nodded with sudden realization, and said to his little son beside him: "Remember, get up early tomorrow and set off early!"

…

The next day, Uncle Tian Er and his son got up early as expected, and when it was dark, they drove the tractor towards the city.

Of course, the watermelons in the car are still yesterday’s.

"I got up so early today, I'm sure I can sell all the melons!" Uncle Tian faced the rising sun with high morale.

"Second Uncle, I'm leaving first!" A voice suddenly sounded from beside Uncle Tian.

Uncle Tian turned around and saw that Tian Laixi was riding an agricultural tricycle and easily surpassed his tractor.

"Laixi got the better of us again! No, we have to hurry up, otherwise, all the watermelons will be sold by him."

Thinking of this, Uncle Tian started to step on the accelerator.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard Uncle Tian stepped on the accelerator, the tractor still moved forward slowly and leisurely.

The power of a small four-wheel tractor is inherently low. Without cargo, it can reach a speed of 30 kilometers per hour. If it pulls a cart of watermelons, the speed is really not as fast as a bicycle.

In comparison, agricultural tricycles can reach speeds of 60 kilometers per hour without cargo, and can reach speeds of 40 kilometers per hour with cargo.

A certain brand of later generations has a five-wheel agricultural vehicle that can reach a speed of 120 kilometers per hour. The old Santana can't catch up.

By the time Uncle Tian arrived at the farmer's market with his tractor, Tian Laixi had already sold most of the truckload of watermelons!

For Uncle Tian Er, this is another bad day.

…

In the evening, Uncle Tian drove his tractor back to Houtan Village.

When we reached the entrance of the village, the familiar sound of motorcycle engines sounded from behind us again.

Hearing this voice, Uncle Tian knew that it was Tian Laixi who had come.

The sound of the tricycle was getting closer and closer. Tian Laixi turned his head and was about to say hello, but he saw that the person riding the tricycle was not his nephew Tian Laixi, but his cousin Tian Dashan.

"Da Shan, why are you riding Laixi's tricycle!" Uncle Tian asked.

"It's the second brother!" Tian Dashan slowed down, keeping pace with Uncle Tian's tractor, and finally said: "This is not the one from Laixi, it's the one I just bought!"

"You bought this thing too?" Uncle Tian said in surprise.

"Not only me, Dahe's family also bought one!" Tian Dashan said.

The "Dahe" in Tian Dashan Pass is his younger brother Tian Dahe, who is also the cousin of Uncle Tian Er.

When he learned that another cousin also bought an agricultural tricycle, Uncle Tian was unhappy and said, "Why are you all buying this thing? It would be great to buy a tractor!"

"The tractor is running too slow!" Tian Dashan paused and then said: "Second brother, you went to the city early in the morning to sell melons, and you didn't come back until it was almost dark. People are here to celebrate, and they leave before you.

It's still a little late, but I came back at two o'clock in the afternoon, and I can still have lunch!"

Uncle Tian's face darkened. He had suffered enough from being slow in the past two days of selling melons.

Na Tian Dashan continued: "Second brother, this agricultural tricycle is not only fast, but also cheap. I went to a credit union to apply for a loan. Guess what? I bought this car without spending a penny.

It’s coming back!”

"The loan still has to be repaid!" Uncle Tian curled his lips disdainfully.

"Repaying the money is something that will happen later. We need to use the car first!" Tian Dashan laughed, and then said: "I estimate that when I sell all the watermelons in the field and sell another crop of cabbage in the winter, the money for the car will be repaid.

If you sell watermelons next year, you will make a pure profit! Second brother, I think you might as well sell the tractor and buy a farm tricycle!"

"No, I won't sell it. My tractor has a lot of equipment and can also do farm work. It's no better than your tricycle!" Uncle Tian looked like a stubborn duck.

…

The next day, Uncle Tian got up early again and rushed to the city.

The tractor still looks that slow and leisurely.

After a while, Tian Laixi drove a farm tricycle and passed by Uncle Tian.

"Second uncle, I'm leaving first!"

After a while, Tian Dashan drove a farm tricycle and passed Uncle Tian.

"Second brother, I won't wait for you anymore, I'm leaving first!"

Not long after, Tian Dahe's agricultural tricycle also passed by Uncle Tian.

"Second brother, have you seen my brother? I just passed by. Okay, I'm going to chase my brother. You drive slowly!"

Tian Dahe pushed the accelerator and quickly disappeared from Uncle Tian's sight.

The next second, Uncle Tian stepped on the brakes hard and the tractor slowly stopped.

"Dad, what's wrong?" the younger son, who was sitting on the edge of the cargo box, asked.

"We won't go into the city today, let's go to the town!" Uncle Tian said.

"What are you going to do in town?" the younger son asked in confusion.
Chapter completed!