After being widowed, I pampered the rough man general by farming

"Such a big melon is actually a fruit?"

Wu Jinping and Xu Gu, who were drinking tea and watching a play, saw that Zhu Jiangjiang had cut a big melon that looked like the winter melon in her vegetable field, and they couldn't help putting down their teacups and running over.

"Why is it red in here?"

The big green-skinned melon, they naturally brought in the impression of winter melon, so they were shocked when they saw the red flesh inside.

"Red and green, don't they look good?"

Zhu Jiangjiang cut two more slices and handed them to the two, green skin, red flesh, black seeds, isn't this the summer watermelon?

Wu Jin, who was the first to eat the watermelon, wanted to act calmly. After all, he was leaving soon, so he had to maintain his imperial appearance.

But who knew, a bite of watermelon would directly break his defense.

"Ma'am, what kind of fruit is this? It's so sweet and thirst-quenching!"

After taking the first bite, the scene of him sitting under a big tree enjoying the cool with a piece of watermelon in his hand on a hot summer day unconsciously appeared in his mind.

It was obviously the first time for Wu Jin to eat, and he had never experienced the scene of eating melon to enjoy the coolness, but that scene naturally ran into his mind.

It’s weird.

Is this the charm of eating melon?

"This is watermelon, the taste of summer."

The melon had already been cut, and there was no way to keep it, so Zhu Jiangjiang simply cut the melon into slices and distributed it to the villagers who picked the melon.

Hearing the name of the melon, Wu Jinping excitedly slapped his legs and shouted, "So this is watermelon. I said that there are winter melons and pumpkins in the vegetable field. Why is there no watermelon? It turns out that watermelon is a fruit!"

"Mr. Wu, there are no pumpkins either." Xu Gu silently reminded.

But Wu Jinping didn't care.

He quickly finished eating the watermelon in his hand, threw the skin of the melon to the side of the fish pond, then ran to pick up a big watermelon in the bamboo basket, and weighed it carefully.

"Well, it weighs twenty or thirty catties, it's really big!"

He wanted to compare it with the winter melon in the vegetable field, but it seemed that the winter melon and watermelon were about the same size.

How does Zhu Jiangjiang do it? The vegetables and melons he grows are beyond imagination.

"Father, this is something Miss Zhu brought for my son to eat on the way back. You put it down." Wu Jin was afraid that Wu Jinping would take away his melon, so he quickly persuaded him to put it down.

Wu Jin was right to be worried, Wu Jinping really didn't intend to let go of this melon.

"Then there are several more, you take them all away, Father only wants this one." Wu Jinping ran away holding the melon like an old urchin.

When Wu Jin saw this, it was too late to stop him, "Father, aren't you going to send off your son?!"

"..."

Whether it was the villagers who brought melons or the servants of the Wu family who were loading the car, they were all quite speechless seeing this scene.

Is this still their current emperor and supreme emperor?

Until the end, Wu Jinping didn't show up again, so Wu Jin could only leave alone on the road with several carts of special products that Zhu Jiangjiang had prepared for him.

After seeing the watermelon, Wu Jinping never let it go.

After Wu Jin left, he would come to ask Zhu Jiangjiang almost every day, "Miss Zhu, when are you going to pick watermelons, the old man will also help."

Zhu Jiangjiang just closed the door, wearing a straw hat, holding a riding whip, and dressed as if he was about to go out.

Seeing Wu Jinping coming, she walked around him silently and walked towards the horse tied at the door, "Mr. Wu, I'm going into the city now, and I'll call you when I'm picking watermelons, okay? "

She went to the city today to solve the problem of selling watermelons.

She used to let Zhaoshenglou sell the strawberries and pineapples on behalf of her, but since the field concert in the academy, the business of Zhaoshenglou has been booming, and there is no extra energy for fruit sales.

So Zhu Jiangjiang had to go to the city to look for opportunities.

In the city.

Zhu Jiangjiang walked carefully on the street with his horse, looking at the hawkers by the Chuancheng River, they were all too small, two handfuls of green vegetables could support a stall, and they simply didn't have the strength to sell for her.

But if she opened a fruit shop by herself, she would have to consider the shop, labor, and transportation.

The watermelons were about to hit the market, so she didn't have time to prepare them, so she could only pin her hopes on the ready-made shops.

After reading the stalls on the roadside, it is basically impossible.

Therefore, Zhu Jiangjiang started wandering the streets and alleys, looking for ready-made shops.

I don't know if it's because of her luck or because she's famous enough, Zhu Jiangjiang first fell in love with a shop selling mountain goods, and when she asked, the shopkeeper agreed.

"Master Shen, why don't you think about it?"

The middle-aged fat shopkeeper named Shen Hong in front of him, because he promised so readily, Zhu Jiangjiang couldn't believe it.

But Shen Hong was serious, "Miss Zhu, everyone in Jiangnan Town knows who you are. You are willing to give me a chance for Shen. "

Sure enough, Shen Hong came here for her fame.

That's right, as a woman, she opened an academy, bet on exams, rescued victims of disasters, and now the Supreme Emperor lives across from her house, so many things happened to her alone.

If there are still people in Jiangnan Town who don't know her name, then Zhu Jiangjiang has spent more than a year in vain.

"But your store sells wild goods. If you sell my things on behalf of me, will it affect the regular customers you have accumulated over the years, Shopkeeper Shen?"

Zhu Jiangjiang glanced briefly at the mountain goods in Shenhong's shop.

He sells almost everything, including pheasant, hare, fox fur, ganoderma lucidum, and even unknown dried wild vegetables.

Really, as long as it has the "wild" attribute, he has it in his shop.

But because of this, the business in his store is not very good.

Wild game is more expensive than domestic ones, are there any in the city that can afford it?And good game is not often available, most of them are some common dried pheasants and wild vegetables.

The two shelves like fox fur and ganoderma lucidum have accumulated dust for a long time, and it seems that they have been out of stock for a long time.

"Miss Zhu was joking. How can there be any regular customers in Shen's store? As long as Miss Zhu is willing to reward her, Shen will have regular customers in the future." Shen Hong lowered his posture.

For a while, I didn't know whether Zhu Jiangjiang was looking for a partner or he was looking for cooperation.

I wish Jiang Jiang could pick this shop at a glance, of course she has her reasons.

This shop is located in a place with good flow of people and at an intersection. Opposite the shop is a slope that can go down the river. With this slope, watermelons can be soaked in the gurgling Qingshui River at any time, which is helpful for sales. .

only……

"Shopkeeper Shen, what I want to sell is watermelon, which belongs to fruit just like strawberries and pineapples, so you..." Zhu Jiangjiang pointed at the dying pheasants and hares, hesitating and not knowing what to say.

These pheasants and hares were probably delivered in the morning. If they can't survive tonight, they will die if they can't be sold today. If they die, the smell will be smelly and fishy.

If she was selling watermelons, the environment would definitely not be suitable.