"This is great, I'll give it to my parents."

Li Manhua was stunned and recognized that this was sent from Dali Township, "This..."

Jiang Tong didn't know, so he quickly said, "Okay, this big guy, okay."

Xiao Yuanhang left with a watermelon.

Li Manhua was embarrassed to tell Jiang Tong that after all, it would not be appropriate if she was asked about ridicule the people in Dali Township.

It’s better to have less than more things, and it’s better not to mention them.

Jiang Tong was in a good mood: "Mo Hua, we did it right this time."

“If the watermelon sells well, our bonus will be quite considerable.”

"Speaking of this, you are a great hero. If you hadn't told me that there were exactly the same watermelon in Changhu Township, I would have missed this good thing."

Li Manhua rubbed her hands: "What are you saying? Isn't this supposed to be?"

"The people in Dali Township think that they only have watermelons. If they want to be the only one in the world, they can even start the price."

"Whoever sees it will feel too much, and I can't stand their bad virtues."

Jiang Tong couldn't help feeling a little sad when she mentioned Dali Township.

"They are really arrogant and low-key, and they may be in trouble this time."

"This year, the open-air watermelon is said to have a good output. No one will buy their watermelon."

"And I heard that they have expanded their planting area this year, I guess they will lose a lot."

He shook his head, laughing and crying again: "Jinbao people, although they are smart, are a child after all, and they don't understand the changes in this market."

Li Manhua held him: "Of course, what do they know about the buns of local buns in the countryside?"

"Isn't this time just right? Let them learn from their mistakes."

"Stop this face again!"

Li Manhua snorted: "That Ye Changan, a local bun, thinks he is extremely smart..."

"But I don't know that I'm just a joke in the eyes of others."

Jiang Tong coughed, "How do you speak?"

Li Manhua did not continue to belittle her.

The windows in the office are wide open.

Li Ziqiang took out the new tea he had picked and smiled at Jinbao: "Jinbao, come and smell the fragrance of this tea?"

"This is my new tea this year, picked in Tea Leaf Mountain."

"It smells so good, but unfortunately I didn't make much, so I have to save some drinks."

Ye Xiaojin couldn't smell these.

She used to be very sleepy when she worked overtime and chose instant coffee instead of tea.

Therefore, she really knows nothing about tea.

However, among the B-level rewards she drew, there were tea leaves and she was eating dust in her warehouse.

But now her stuff is in the system warehouse.

After all, I am not at home. If something new appears in my warehouse at home, I will probably scare my sister-in-law.

She took whatever she wanted directly from the space.

"I have some tea in my house and no one drinks it. I'll give it to you tomorrow."

Li Ziqiang's eyes lit up: "Really? I just like drinking tea."

"Of course it's true, I'm not just talking casually." Ye Xiaojin couldn't help but feel a little funny.

There was a "bang".

The office door was kicked open.

Li Ziqiang's hand shook, and the cloth bag in his hand, which was like a treasure, fell directly to the ground.

The tea leaves all over the floor.

"Oh!" Li Ziqiang was almost angry.

This is his weight in a year.

"My tea leaves!" He quickly bent down to pick them up, but saw a foot stepping on his tea leaves without hesitation.

Suddenly, his anger rushed to the sky spirit cover.

He looked up and saw that it was Liu Dawen, and he was immediately unhappy.

"What are you doing? You won't knock on the door when you come in? Are you here to fight?"

"You have no problem with your brain? You have trampled on my tea leaves."

Ye Xiaojin quickly said, "Uncle Liu, get out of here, your feet..."

Liu Dawen didn't care about this at all.

"How much is a little broken tea worth!"

He gritted his teeth and was humiliated, "Li Ziqiang, let me tell you, whoever I like to sell this watermelon, I will stop doing it!"

"If you bother me again, I will be polite to you!"

"You'd better sell it yourself and see how you sell the rotten watermelon for 30 cents per pound."

He left angrily after saying that.

Ye Xiaojin realized something was wrong: "What's wrong? Where did Uncle Liu feel wronged?"

She blinked her eyes, a little confused.

It seems that selling watermelons is not going well.

But since he has quit his burden, isn’t his brother’s chance to come?

Ye Xiaojin was very smart and suddenly became happy.

Li Ziqiang stood up and cursed at Liu Dawen's back: "If you don't do it, don't do it! You are also a waste!"

"I'll call Ye Changan now. They are young and courageous, so they can!"

"You are just complaining about the world and occupying the pit and not shit!"

Liu Dawen staggered and turned around and sneered: "Okay, the 1 million kilogram of watermelon in Changhu Township is sold for 8 cents per kilogram, which is exactly the same as yours."

"I want to see what you have."

"If you can really sell 30 cents per pound, there is no need to say, I will give way!"

He waved his hand: "It's better not to be just talking and make people look down on me."

Many people heard the quarrel and poked their heads out.

"What's wrong? Why is Old Liu quarreling with someone again? He has been sitting in this position for too long, it seems awkward."

"He is just unhappy to do things now and has a very bad temper."

"Don't say it anymore. If he hears it later, he will hold a grudge against others."

Everyone looked at each other and knew that Lao Liu had reached a burnout period.

If you don’t work hard or make progress, it’s irrelevant to endure some hardship.

Zhao Guotong had a headache and became anxious again.

Li Ziqiang was called to the office again.

Zhao Guotong held the table in his hand and sweated all over his head. "This year, the watermelon has started to be picked. There are 7,000 kilograms per acre of land. Can you believe it?"

Li Ziqiang couldn't help but feel happy, "Isn't this a good thing?"

As he said that, he was so angry that his heart ached, "I said, you really shouldn't have handed him this task, you were wrong!"

Seeing that he didn't understand what he meant, Zhao Guotong continued, "Do you know how many acres of land we have planted this year?"

Li Ziqiang was amazed: "All 30 villages have been planted, with a total of 8,000 acres. How can I not know about this?"

"You want to say that the watermelon produces more than 20,000 tons, right?"

"This is a serious watermelon planting, not a small fuss, the yield is very good."

Zhao Guotong sighed: "Then you think 8 cents per catty is too cheap, but 20,000 tons, and after paying half of the public grain, there are 10,000 tons."

"10,000 tons, who will I sell it?"

His tone was a little heavy: "You are too greedy. You want 30 cents per catty. Have you calculated how much you want for these 10,000 tons?"

Li Ziqiang expressed his serious expression: "600 yuan per ton, 10,000 tons, isn't it..."

He swallowed, and couldn't help but slam the table and said, "Is there any mistake in making too much money?"
To be continued...