Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

Dong Zhiyong is very smart, he knows that Yang Xiaobao cannot be killed by his own ability alone.

Then his son's vengeance for cutting off his hand can no longer be avenged.

"Okay, I know about this." Pan He waved his hand and said to Dong Zhiyong, "But let's wait and see what Young Master has to say."

"Okay." Dong Zhiyong said, "There is one more thing you should know. Yang Xiaobao has signed orchard contract agreements with several villages in succession."

"So what, the money invested may not be able to get it back, just wait and see the opportunity to make him lose everything."

Pan He felt that instead of preventing Yang Xiaobao from contracting the orchard in this way, it would be better to let Yang Xiaobao invest the money and then find a way to destroy his orchard so that he would not earn a penny.

There is still a long time to consider the operation of things.

Seeing what Pan He said, Dong Zhiyong had no choice but to wait.

Half a month later, the first batch of vegetables Yang Xiaobao planted had matured.

Both Yang Xiaobao and Xue Jianhua were shocked by this speed.

"I don't know how the tomatoes taste." Xue Jianhua said with some concern.

Yang Xiaobao shrugged his shoulders and said, "Won't you know if you pick one now and try it?"

Xue Jianhua looked at Yang Xiaobao, smiled and said, "Xiaobao, it seems that you are quite confident."

Yang Xiaobao smiled and nodded: "That's natural."

From the fruits he has grown, he believes that the tomatoes he grows will not be bad.

"Today's tomatoes on the market are all produced in greenhouses, and many of them have been given ripening agents, so they have no sweetness at all."

As Xue Jianhua said, he picked a tomato and wiped it with his hands.

"Although each of these tomatoes is relatively large, I don't know how they taste."

Saying that he took a bite.

Yang Xiaobao saw that Xue Jianhua's expression froze, and it took him a long time to react.

"How is it? How does it taste?" Yang Xiaobao looked at Xue Jianhua and asked.

Xue Jianhua shook his head, let out a long sigh, and shouted loudly: "Unbelievable, simply unbelievable!"

"Just tell me, how does this tomato taste?" Yang Xiaobao said impatiently.

"Delicious! It's so delicious!" Xue Jianhua exclaimed, "I've never eaten such a delicious tomato."

As he said that, he ate it in big mouthfuls, so that his mouth, hands and clothes were covered with tomato juice.

"This is the taste of tomatoes in my memory. Look at the flesh. The sweet and sour taste is even better than the ones I ate when I was a child." Xue Jianhua said exaggeratedly.

When they were young, the tomatoes they planted were naturally ripe without pesticides.

At that time, the flesh of tomatoes was sandy and tasted very sweet.

The tomatoes that come out of these greenhouses are absolutely incomparable with those grown before.

Many people feel that the food they eat now does not have the same taste as before.

Seeing that Xue Jianhua ate three in a row, Yang Xiaobao also whetted his appetite.

He found one, wiped it with his hands, and ate it straight away.

After taking the first bite, Yang Xiaobao's eyes lit up.

"This tastes like the tomatoes I ate when I was a child."

Yang Xiaobao's memory was suddenly opened up by the smell of tomatoes.

He thought of working in the fields with his parents when he was a child, and when he was hot and thirsty, he would pick a tomato and eat it.

This childhood memory made his eyes heat up, and he almost shed tears.

"Successful, we succeeded!" Xue Jianhua punched Yang Xiaobao excitedly, "Xiaobao, you are too good at growing such delicious tomatoes."

Yang Xiaobao smiled, finished eating a tomato, and washed his hands with water.

"Young Master Xue, how much do you think our tomatoes cost per catty?"

"Ten yuan a catty... No, twenty... It's still a bit low, we can sell it for 25 yuan a catty." Xue Jianhua said excitedly.

"Young Master Xue, tomatoes in this world are only 25 yuan a catty during the most expensive Spring Festival. We sell them for [-] yuan a catty. Isn't that a bit expensive?"

"Of course it's not expensive!" Xue Jianhua said immediately, "The taste of our tomatoes fully deserves the price."

Yang Xiaobao doubted: "The key is that ordinary people wouldn't buy such expensive tomatoes, would they?"

Hearing what Yang Xiaobao said, Xue Jianhua calmed down a little.

He nodded: "You're right, ordinary people will definitely not buy such expensive tomatoes, but we can sell them to those restaurants, especially high-end restaurants."

"Is there such a restaurant in our county?"

"Of course there are, although there are only one or two, but you can try."

Yang Xiaobao nodded, thinking that this was the only way to go.

The two of them worked all morning, picked all the ripe tomatoes in the two sheds, and put them in their BMW and Audi.

"We are probably the only ones selling vegetables in BMW x7 and Audi q7." Xue Jianhua laughed.

Yang Xiaobao shrugged and said, "If someone really buys it, then we'll buy a truck and use it to pull goods."

The two drove to the county seat and found one of the best restaurants in the county seat.

The owner of this restaurant knew Xue Jianhua.

He saw that Xue Jianhua came to sell vegetables in a car, and he couldn't believe it.

"Are you still the Young Master Xue I knew before?" The boss said, "In the past, let alone such a small business, you wouldn't even pay attention to a business worth a few million."

Xue Jianhua chuckled, patted the boss on the shoulder and said, "You don't understand, you can't experience the fun of growing your own vegetables and selling them yourself."

For Xue Jianhua, the most important thing is not how much money he makes.

What he finds most interesting is that the kind of delicious vegetables that can be grown and served on people's tables are the most interesting.

"Young Master Xue, don't worry, for your sake, I will cover all these tomatoes." The restaurant owner said very loyally, "Let's talk, a few yuan a catty."

"25."

The face of the boss who was still smiling just now turned cold in an instant.

He stared at Xue Jianhua and asked, "Young Master Xue, did I hear correctly? 25 pounds a catty?"

"Of course." Xue Jianhua said, "I still think it's a bit low."

The boss smiled wryly, and said with his hands clasped together: "Young Master Xue, please forgive me, my business is really not good these days."

"Boss Wu, you can try my tomatoes and see how they taste."

As Xue Jianhua said, he took a tomato and handed it to the boss.

The boss took it over, smiled and said, "Today's tomatoes all taste the same, but your tomatoes are quite big."

After he finished speaking, he took a bite.

Yang Xiaobao saw his expression, which was exactly the same as Xue Jianhua's before.

He froze for a long time, and then began to eat in big mouthfuls.

"It's delicious, it's so delicious!" The boss said excitedly, "Young Master Xue, the tomatoes you planted are so delicious!"