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341.Uncles watermelon

The uncle took the knife and couldn't wait to cut it open, and even invited Song Tan to come and eat——

This is really...

Song Tan quickly shook his head: "No, no, we have enough to eat at home, and you guys can still eat this melon. I will send some watermelons to my uncle later, so I won't keep any more."

Brother Yan Ping has repeatedly warned me not to stay too long and give him a chance to chat! Otherwise, how could he withstand the prospect of returning to the city to take the public examination?

"You kid, why are you leaving in such a hurry!" The aunt quickly stopped her: "There are watermelons at home, and I will bring you two more baskets of peaches..."

Before he finished speaking, another truck came outside and Didi honked the horn twice.

The uncle put down the kitchen knife in his hand and rushed out again without even having time to express his admiration——

"coming!"

Seeing this, Song Tan quickly rubbed oil on the soles of her feet: "Auntie, you are busy first, we are leaving first! I will come see you another day when I have time."

"Remember, keep the watermelon for yourself!"

The aunt looked at Tantan and then at the driver outside who was anxiously unloading the goods. She couldn't help but sigh at this moment.

Then he hurriedly watched Song Tan get into the car, waved his hand, and went back to move the baskets and unload the goods.

As the car drove out of the wholesale market, Qiao Qiao subconsciously touched her chest: "Sister, I was so nervous just now."

Song Tan was surprised: "Yeah, you know how nervous you are now?"

Qiao Qiao nodded very seriously: "As soon as Auntie spoke, I remembered the way Brother Yanping begged me, and my heart started pounding."

"Hahahahaha..." How many people did Zhang Yanping ask for?

Song Tan was overjoyed.

Then he looked at the sky: "It's almost 8 o'clock. Let's hurry up. If we go back later, we have to deliver it to grandma's house."

This time I went straight to my uncle’s house.

Just in case, Song Tan made a call first:

"Uncle, how many of the first watermelons at home are ripe? Qiaoqiao and I will send some over later. Are you at home?"

"Yes, yes..." the uncle said politely.

"Wait a minute--"

The eldest aunt's voice came out on the phone. After a while, the call changed hands: "Tan Tan, we have to go up the stairs at home, which is inconvenient. Let's wait in the store. We haven't gone back yet."

The uncle followed suit and replied on the phone: "Yes, Tan Tan, you can go directly to the door of my store and we will move it back ourselves."

Song Tan:......

Ziyi and the TV show don't play so loudly, she really believes that she is in the store right now.

The eldest aunt's little shrewdness is of no use at all, all of it is used on this——

**If the hardware store doesn’t close after ordering, what kind of customers are you waiting for?

He was clearly at home, and he even wanted to take the melon to the hardware store, making it clear that he didn't want to keep anyone around or entertain him.

However, the uncle didn’t want to entertain him, so they didn’t hesitate to stay longer!

At this moment, the car turned around and went directly to the door of the hardware store.

After getting off the car, Song Tan also asked Qiao Qiao: "Remember later that this watermelon costs 0 yuan a pound!"

Qiao Qiao nodded seriously.

Then he looked at the three small watermelons and became happy again: "I can hold three this time!"

"Okay, okay! I'm here to hold you. Don't fall, or we'll have to give you another one."

Qiao Qiao nodded cautiously, hugged the three of them carefully, and then walked forward.

This row of shops was dark, with no other light sources except signboards and street lamps. The rolling shutters of the hardware store were all pulled down, and Song Tan thought to himself——

My eldest aunt really doesn't have the talent to tell lies, so why not stop telling them next time? It's so boring.

After waiting for a few minutes, he saw a couple wandering over by the side of the road. Uncle Song was still a little embarrassed: "What...just now...we were in the store just now...you guys came so fast, I still can't

I'll have to wait a while to figure it out..."

The preface did not match the postscript, so Song Tan smiled and said nothing.

The rolling shutter door opened and the lights in the room turned on. Mao Li looked at the three small watermelons in Qiao Qiao's arms and then looked at the empty space behind him, and her tone became sharp:

"Just these three melons? You can even buy them at the fruit shop in front of your door this far away. It's really not that big of a deal."

Song Tan also laughed: "The fruit shop costs more than ten yuan a pound, I'm afraid you won't be able to part with it, auntie."

Then he looked at Uncle Song:

"Uncle, the first batch of melons my family planted were early melons, which are famous for their small size. This melon is not too big, but its taste is first-class."

Qiao Qiao also nodded seriously: "0 yuan per pound!"

Good guy, this time the uncle didn’t listen to two opinions, but...

“0 yuan per pound?!”

The eldest aunt jumped up: "Can anyone buy such an expensive watermelon?"

"I don't know either." Song Tan said in a nonchalant manner: "Anyway, we decided on this price and only sold two or three hundred of them in the afternoon."

Two or three hundred?

Mao Li made a rough calculation in her mind - if one weighs three kilograms, these three melons will cost one or two hundred yuan!

But the uncle stood there, looking at the three small watermelons at this moment, frowning, and then said seriously: "Tantan, you have to be down-to-earth in business, and the same goes for agricultural products. If you sell melons for 0, you are a profiteer."

, tell the people in the village about it, I feel like my face is so dull even when I go out!"

Song Tan:......

There is some truth in what he said, but it’s okay for others to say it. My uncle has tasted so many things from his own family, how can he still say this?

Is your face still dull? Is there a black hole on your face?

"Uncle, wasn't the food I sent you worth 0 yuan per catty? Wasn't it delicious?"

Uncle Song: "..."

It's delicious, it's unprecedentedly delicious, and it's definitely worth the 0 yuan, but isn't this the way to teach children how to be a good person?

Why doesn't this child look like a girl? He's not obedient or sensible at all.

He thought about it, and finally felt that it was just like what Mao Li said, Song Tan became arrogant after earning a little money, and he couldn't bear to listen to the advice of his elders.

At this moment, he sighed: "Forget it, you young people don't like to hear my nagging. I won't be annoying anymore."

Song Tan thought to herself: She is willing to listen to nagging, and she has plenty of patience. But there is no need to wrong yourself for people you hate.

It’s been a long time since I’ve been here, and the water dispenser is next to me. The two of them didn’t even offer a glass of water to take a sip of water, and the fan in the store didn’t turn on. As soon as the shutter was opened, the store was so stuffy that Qiao Qiao’s head was wet

Hot and sweaty.

Fortunately, these two couples can also enjoy the heat.

Moreover, three pounds of watermelon is not big, but what is the price of watermelon now?

Especially this small one. Song Tan went to a fruit shop and saw that they called it hand-peeled watermelon, and it cost eleven or twelve yuan a pound!

"Uncle, look what you said, it's getting late, so it's inconvenient to talk here!"

Song Tan faked a smile:

"If you take the time to go back to your hometown, let's talk about business slowly. I still have many things to ask."

Mao Li immediately shouted: "That's not possible!"

"Recently, school is going to be in session, and Ziyi is going to a cram school. There are still people guarding this store. How can you spare the time if you work all day long? Let's go back during the holidays."

Ah, there should be a watermelon sponsor here!

There is one more chapter, later.

The uncle is very daddy, but his wife tries to reason with him.

Hand-peeled watermelon is really expensive, the skin is thin, and it is small. I wanted to buy it several times during the summer, but was persuaded not to buy it because of the price.

End of this chapter


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