Dressed as a farmer's little blessing, the road to escape the deserted

"Master, be careful, don't slouch!" Mrs. Liu scolded, but she was also curious about the cold melon and muskmelon on the table.

Liu Zhiheng has a good relationship with his wife for many years, now seeing that his wife likes it, he called a servant to come over with a knife.

The huge cold melon was cut in half, completely exposing the bright red flesh inside, and the black melon seeds embedded in it, with distinct grains.

He cut it into pieces with his own hands, and then sent a plate to his old father in the study in the front yard. On the way, he called his children to eat something fresh in the backyard.

Old Master Liu was also surprised, "Where did the cold melon come from? It looks really good! I haven't heard of foreign feudal clans coming to pay tribute."

Tianwu is now like a bereaved dog beaten by barbarians. He lives here in the south of the Yangtze River, lingering on his last breath, not to mention paying tribute, I am afraid that it would be good if the foreign vassal did not come to the border to harass him.

Liu Zhiheng personally picked out the seeds from the cold melon before holding it to his old father.

"Father, do you still remember Suijintan? It's the Zhuangzi where Jinrou lived. Besides the hot spring valley, there is also a river beach. I heard that in spring, Master Hou managed to find some melon seedlings to plant. I She didn't take it seriously, she thought it would be impossible to grow it, but today Jinrou sent someone to send this cold melon, and there are two golden muskmelons, which look very good."

Mr. Liu took a bite of the cold melon, and Tian's entire face softened.

"This is really a good thing. It's not like no one has grown it before, but they are all small in size and the taste is not good. It is much worse than this.

Everyone thought that Tianwu's land was not suitable for growing this kind of fan melon, but they didn't expect that such a small place like Suijintan would be able to grow it. "

Liu Zhiheng looked greedy, reached out and picked up a piece, and ate it up in a few mouthfuls.

"Father, what Jinrou means is to ask me to help sell the cold melons and muskmelons in Suijintan."

Old Mrs. Liu nodded, "You promise to come down, this thing is sure to be in demand, and it would be good to make more contacts for the family. In addition, the first batch of pick-offs, send me dozens of them, and I will present them to the palace."

Liu Zhiheng hurriedly agreed, the emperor intended to call his father back into the court, but his father never agreed, but occasionally he would enter the palace to chat with the emperor.

Since the family wanted to sell cold melons and muskmelons, if they didn't offer some to the emperor first, it would be easy to lose people's tongues.

What's more, this cold melon is really good, and it can't go wrong as a tribute.

Soon, Liu Zhiheng returned to the backyard. Mrs. Liu and her children had already shared the cold melon, and they were talking and laughing at the two cantaloupe.

Seeing this, Liu Zhiheng gave his wife and children a muskmelon, which tasted even better than cold melon.

Cold melon quenches thirst, which is more suitable for men's enjoyment of stuttering.

But cantaloupe is suitable for women, it has a strong taste and is a bit sweeter than cold melon.

He changed his clothes directly, explained a few words, and hurriedly took people to Suijintan.

Madam Cui was turning flower ropes with Jiayin, while Mrs. Li was picking vegetables, and the three of them chatted occasionally, making it very lively.

Originally picking vegetables and cooking was Zhao Yuru's work, but now that the third child's family has gone to Luo'an, the old lady took over the cooking pot.

After all, the son, daughter-in-law, and grandchildren in the family have jobs and earn work points every day. They can't let them come back from a tired day and have to make dinner again.

But it is not easy for a family of seven or eight, plus Uncle Zhao and a few old men, to cook meals for a dozen people.

Fortunately, when Mrs. Cui stayed here for a while, sister-in-law Qiong would help.

When Mrs. Cui goes back to Zhuangzi, Dongmei and Ye Shan next door will also help.

The couple quietly guarded Mr. Ye's small yard, they were silent on weekdays, occasionally they only played with good news for a while, and never caused trouble.

On the contrary, the old lady was afraid that they would be bored, so she often called them to have dinner together and come over to chat.

At this moment, sister-in-law Qiong came in from the outside and reported with a smile.

"Ma'am, the elder of the Liu family is here, and he went directly to the melon field, accompanied by the village chief and Mr. Er. I heard that we need to count how many cold melons there are in the field!"

"This is a big deal. How many acres of bitter gourds can be counted in a short time." Mrs. Li smiled, and entrusted Qiong's sister-in-law, "Help me go to the valley and tell my fourth daughter-in-law, let her fry it." Bring back a few dishes and entertain Mr. Liu in the evening."

Sister-in-law Qiong responded, and Jiayin was eager to join in the fun, shaking Mrs. Cui's neck with her arms, "Auntie, go, count the cold melons!"

Mrs. Cui was amused, and knocked her little head, "You don't know how to count yet, why join in the fun."

But she said so, but she still stood up, "Auntie, I'll take Fu Niu for a walk."

"Go, go, she is also making trouble at home." The old lady went into the house and found a special gauze hat, covered her granddaughter from head to toe in a gauze, and then let them go out.

Jiayin disliked the restraint of the light gauze, and twisted her body to take it off, but Mrs. Cui pressed her little hand, "You forgot a few days ago, you were bitten all over your body!"

Jiayin immediately became honest. A few days ago, at night, when she came back from the valley with her grandma, she was chased and kissed by mosquitoes all the way.

If it wasn't for her elder brother who rushed to find the old genius doctor for ointment, she wouldn't be able to sleep at night.

Even with such an easy-to-use ointment, she had itched for two full days before she could get rid of the red spots all over her body.

Mrs. Cui carried Jiayin all the way to the melon field, but she was also exhausted.

Seeing Li Laoer, he immediately took his niece over.

This girl looks like a meat bun, and she is getting rounder and rounder, and it is difficult for anyone to hold her.

When Liu Zhiheng saw his sister-in-law coming over, he laughed like a flower.

"Jin Rou, father said that he would pick some and present them to the palace first!"

"This is a happy event!" Mrs. Cui was also pleasantly surprised. She was afraid that the villagers would not bear it, so she helped explain, "After being presented to the palace, our cold melons and muskmelons will be tributes. Everyone will fight for them, so there must be no worries. Sell."

Li Laoer, the village chief, and the nearby villagers were all very excited when they heard this.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether they sell money or not, the emperor is most proud of eating the cold melon they planted.

The village head even said, "Because the son of the county magistrate came to grab the land, Mr. Wen took us to sue the imperial court. I also met the emperor and got the japonica rice rewarded by the emperor. Now we have a firm foothold, Han The harvest of melons is plentiful, and it is also appropriate to send some to the emperor to taste."

This reminded Liu Zhiheng, "Then you should inform Junior Brother Wen, it is best to let him and my father enter the palace with you."

While talking, he called Chang Sui and hurried back to the city.

At this moment, it is already dusk, if you don't hurry up, the city gate will be closed.

Soon, everyone reported a rough amount, and Liu Zhiheng felt hesitant, so he went back to Li's house with everyone.

Tao Hongying and a woman helped bring back two big food boxes, together with Mrs. Li's steamed rice, a big plate of washed vegetables, and a big bowl of deep-fried egg sauce, dinner was on the table.

The village chief, Uncle Zhao, and Dr. Zhang all came to accompany the guests. After eating and drinking, they began to talk about business.

Liu Zhiheng cut to the chase, "After the cold melon and cantaloupe are brought into the palace, the emperor will distribute them to reward important ministers and dignitaries. When the fame spreads, we can sell them. I don't plan to sell them by the catty. It can't be like ordinary fruit. This time, let's sell it!"

How about selling it?Everyone understood, no wonder they had to go to the field to count.