This year's watermelons still reach the special grade. In terms of appearance, they are even better than last year's special grade watermelons.
Zhang Chunmei added appropriate trace elements to the greenhouse soil, and this year's greenhouse soil has better fertility. With other fertilizers, the watermelons in the greenhouse grow particularly beautifully.
The rind of Golden Beauty is bright yellow, while the rind of Kirin Watermelon is darker.
The price of this batch of watermelons is also higher, 12 yuan per catty.
Tang Xun and his team grew all cantaloupe in their greenhouse, which was still early to mature. The watermelons here in Ye Mo started to be picked, and they came to help.
There were 30 greenhouses, and 558 tons were picked on the first day.
This output almost made Tang Xun and the others cry.
Only about a third of it was picked today...
Tang Xun's family, Ye Zhi's family, Lao Niu's family, plus Ye Mo's family, and dozens of workers started working at dawn and didn't finish until after ten o'clock in the evening.
The staff cafeteria prepared a late-night snack, a goat weighing more than 100 kilograms, with a lot of tube bones added to it.
Mutton and radish soup, everyone gathered in the restaurant after finishing their work.
Tang Xun chewed on a big bone. He really wanted to ask... how the watermelons in the greenhouse were grown.
There are six melons in one vine, and the average weight of each watermelon is just over 6 kilograms. A greenhouse is 3 acres, and the output is about 111,600 kilograms. Calculating, the yield per mu is more than 30,000 kilograms. Moreover, this is only the first crop.
There will be two or three crops in the future.
If their greenhouses could reach the yield and quality of Gaoshanping, they would make a fortune from just one batch of watermelons in their 87-acre greenhouse.
Ye Mo's 30 greenhouses, 9 acres... are estimated to have an output value of 40 million.
Regarding the watermelon yield in Gaoshanping, Tang Xun has asked before, and Ye Mo has also said...
But, in Ye Mo’s words: Those who follow me will die.
This year they also planted some watermelons in the greenhouse, with more than 20 plants, and managed them according to the Gaoshanping method.
The watermelons over there are also ripe. There are six melons left on one plant, but the average number of grown ones is only 4. A single watermelon weighs 4.3 kilograms, and the shape of the melons varies from good to bad.
They took good care of the twenty-odd watermelons, but compared with the watermelons in Gaoshanping, they were completely different.
Ye Mo went back home and picked up Lin Xiaomian, along with 10 barrels of 10-liter craft beer.
"Come and get the beer." Ye Mo shouted.
"Come on." Ye Zhi smiled and ran over, carrying two large buckets.
Tang Xun also came over and helped carry two buckets.
Waiting for Master Liu and others to come over, Ye Mo divided out the beer...
"10 barrels of beer, I have to drink them all." Ye Mo said loudly.
"It's not much, there are so many of us." Zhou Yue held the big bone in his hand and said with a smile.
"Each barrel contains 10 liters. 10 barrels, 100 liters... If it's not enough to drink, I still have some at home." Ye Mo said loudly.
Lin Xiaomian went to Zhang Xia's side, picked up the bowl, and filled a bowl of mutton soup.
The little girl Tang Tang was in great spirits. She was running around without eating. When she saw Lin Xiaomian's bulging belly: "Mistress, masculine..."
"What are you doing?" Lin Xiaomian asked with a smile.
"You have a baby?" Tang Tang said.
"There are three." Lin Xiaomian said with a smile.
Wang Yue patted Tang Tang on the head and brought her mutton ribs: "Eat something." ...
Tang Tang held the bone, but still looked at Lin Xiaomian and said, "Ma'am, am I going to be a sister?"
"Yes." Lin Xiaomian chuckled and rubbed her head gently.
There were over fifty people in the restaurant.
Ye Mo's father, father-in-law, second uncle, Tang Xun's father and father-in-law... plus Wang Rong's father and Xiao Lin's father, they were sitting together, drinking wine and bragging.
Other tables were also chatting about Longmen Formation and eating meat.
The restaurant was very lively, but the table occupied by Ye Mo, Tang Xun and Ye Zhi was a little deserted.
Ye Mo opened a barrel of beer, and there was a 'squeak' sound, and bubbles came out of the valve: "Get the stainless steel basin quickly." Ye Mo said with a smile.
"So cruel." Tang Xun smiled and brought the stainless steel basin.
"We haven't had a drink together for a long time. Let's drink more tonight." The beer Ye Mo gave to Zhang Xia and Wang Yue was also served in a stainless steel basin.
However, these wines have a lot of bubbles and a strong malt aroma...
Ye Mo held the stainless steel basin with both hands and said loudly: "Come on, let's do it."
"let's go."
Each person took a big sip, which chilled their hearts on this cold night.
Since they were busy with Hongshan shares, Ye Mo and Tang Xun moved around less. Especially since Lin Xiaomian was pregnant again, they usually went out to parties.
Drink wine, eat meat...
The meal lasted until past twelve o'clock.
More than 500 tons of watermelons were moved today. Although Li Xuebin sent a dozen people here, the main work was still done by Ye Mo and his friends...
After a long day of work, everyone is exhausted.
Drinking beer can relieve fatigue...
After returning home, Ye Mo took a shower, brushed his teeth, and went back to bed.
Lin Xiaomian was browsing Jingdong with her mobile phone. Ye Mo turned his head and looked over: "Didn't I buy a stroller?"
"I think the previous stroller didn't look good," Lin Xiaomian said.
"I think it looks pretty..." Ye Mo said and got into bed, carefully pressing his ear against Lin Xiaomian's belly.
I am six months pregnant and can feel fetal movement.
The three babies in her belly were all boys, which made Ye Mo very unhappy.
Three boys, so annoying.
Thinking about having to take care of three boys in the future, Ye Mo felt overwhelmed.
Three daughters would be great. Or one son and two daughters...the worst thing would be two sons and one daughter.
Now I have three sons who are tired and loveless.
It's not that Ye Mo doesn't like sons, he just thinks that three sons are too many. What he likes most is that there are boys and girls...or all three are daughters. The most unacceptable thing is that all three are sons...
"Is your son moving?" Lin Xiaomian leaned into Ye Mo's arms and said.
"No. The little ones are asleep." Ye Mo said with a smile: "I bought a stroller again before, so don't waste your money."
Lin Xiaomian pouted and said, "Do you really dislike your son that much?"
"I like it...but three sons are too many. I want a daughter, at least one." Ye Mo said, "A daughter is my father's little cotton-padded jacket."
Lin Xiaomian pinched him angrily: "Go to sleep."
"Give me the phone." Ye Mo took Lin Xiaomian's phone and put it on the bedside table: "Don't wake up and play with your phone again."
Lin Xiaomian leaned in Ye Mo's arms, her cheeks bulging: "I just like my son. From now on, three identical sons will follow me when I go out. It's so foreign."
"What's so foreign about this..." Ye Mo was speechless.
Late at night.
Gaoshanping is very quiet, not even the sound of insects chirping.
Lin Xiaomian usually didn't fall asleep at night, and would say a word or two from time to time.
Ye Mo had been busy all day and drank some wine. He couldn't hold it anymore and said, "Go to bed early."