Chapter 138

"Ping'an, you are ruthless enough!"

"Six hundred yuan, the Jia family must be heartbroken, right?"

Cai Quanwu was very surprised.

In this era where the average salary was a dozen yuan, six hundred yuan couldn't be called an astronomical figure, but it was definitely a small fortune!

Most families couldn't afford it!

"Well done!"

"To the enemy, you can't be soft-hearted!"

"Hurt them, make them afraid, so you can avoid more trouble!"

Han Dahe gave Wan Ping'an a thumbs up.

While the three were chatting, the big black dog came out.

Wan Ping'an was very strange; every time he came to the six acres of land, the big black dog would be the first to rush out and warmly receive him; why was it nowhere to be seen today?

Now he understood!

The big black dog brought him a gift.

From the watermelon field, it pushed a big watermelon in front of him.

Woof woof!

The big black dog pushed the watermelon to his feet and barked twice.

"I don't understand dog language, but looking at the big black dog's meaning, it should be inviting me to eat watermelon, right?"

Wan Ping'an guessed.

"Round and full, the exterior is flawless; without even cutting it open, you can smell a unique fragrance—this watermelon's quality must be very good!"

Han Dahe tapped the watermelon with his hand.

Gave a thumbs up!

The crops Wan Ping'an planted—tomatoes, pumpkins, rice—were all tribute-level.

The watermelon wouldn't be an exception, right?

"Old Cai, bring the kitchen knife, let's cut it open and taste it!"

Wan Ping'an nodded.

With the system's assistance, the watermelon planted must be tribute-level!

Cai Quanwu brought the kitchen knife.

Crack!

As soon as the blade touched the watermelon, it split.

The sweet fragrance overflowed!

Swish, swish, swish!

Cai Quanwu cut the watermelon into slices.

The crystal-clear red flesh was like a large piece of ruby, embedded with watermelon seeds made of black gems; it looked like a work of art.

"Really beautiful!"

"Can't bear to eat it!"

Han Dahe picked up a slice of watermelon and examined it carefully.

"Eat, why can't you bear to eat it?"

"Watermelon is for eating; taste it and see how it is?"

Wan Ping'an picked up a slice of watermelon and took a bite.

Instantly.

The sweet juice flowed down his throat.

"Good!"

"I've lived for over sixty years, and in this life, this is the first time I've eaten such delicious watermelon!"

Han Dahe gave a thumbs up.

Cai Quanwu lowered his head and gnawed, not even having time to speak.

"Come, Big Black, you eat too!"

Wan Ping'an picked up a slice of watermelon, put it on the ground, and let Big Black eat.

Big Black took a bite.

Its dog eyes widened!

Woof woof!

Big Black barked twice, very excited, and then started gnawing wildly.

It ate the red flesh of the watermelon, and still unsatisfied, it took two more bites, even eating the watermelon rind, and after eating, it looked up at Wan Ping'an.

"Haha, no need to eat the rind; follow me, and there will be plenty of watermelon!"

Wan Ping'an laughed.

Even Big Black liked eating watermelon.

He handed Big Black another slice of watermelon.

"Ping'an, the quality of the watermelon is no worse than the tomatoes and pumpkins; it will definitely sell like crazy. When do you plan to start selling?"

Cai Quanwu asked.

He was a bit numb.

The things Wan Ping'an planted, whether it was tomatoes, pumpkins, rice, or watermelon, were all worlds apart from what others planted.

"Let's see how much there is first!"

Wan Ping'an got up and went to the watermelon field.

Together with Han Dahe, he estimated the watermelon yield.

Before Wan Ping'an traveled through time, modern planting techniques yielded three to five thousand pounds per acre for small watermelons, and seven to eight thousand to ten thousand pounds for large watermelons.

In the fifties, planting techniques were much worse.

The yield was even lower.

Soon.

Han Dahe's rough assessment result came out.

The watermelon yield from the one acre Wan Ping'an planted was definitely no less than twenty thousand pounds.

Han Dahe was stunned, thinking he had calculated wrong; he called Cai Quanwu, and the two of them carefully estimated again, but the result was still over twenty thousand pounds.

In the fifties, this was an incredible, absolutely unattainable yield per acre.

Wan Ping'an had achieved it!

The one acre he planted was worth more than a dozen acres of others.

Not only was the yield high!

The quality was even higher!

"Ping'an, if you expand the planting scale, those who run factories and hotels won't make as much money as you!"

Cai Quanwu sighed.

Wan Ping'an smiled and didn't answer.

His attention at this moment was on the system reward.

【System detected a watermelon harvest!】

【Calculating rewards...】

【Rewards issued to personal space!】

【Reward: 1,000 yuan in cash, 1 ton of cod, 1 ton of steak, 1 ton of mutton, 1 ton of apples, 1 ton of bananas, 1 ton of rose grapes...】

Wan Ping'an smiled until his eyes narrowed into a slit.

The system was too generous!

The rewards were too rich!

Wan Ping'an left the six acres of land.

Han Dahe and Cai Quanwu sat at the edge of the field chatting.

"Old Brother Han, how do you think Ping'an plants the land?"

"I didn't see him working very hard, yet the crops he plants are all tribute-level!"