Chapter 140: Treating Xueru to watermelon, Jia Zhangshi steals watermelon rinds to eat

When Chen Xueru and Xu Huirong saw Wan Ping'an, their eyes lit up, followed immediately by a hint of resentment.

For some time recently.

Wan Ping'an had been busy selling pumpkins and had gone hunting twice in between, rarely coming to the tavern or visiting them.

"Do you even remember to come?"

Chen Xueru asked resentfully.

"Giggle, Xueru, the way you look now is just like a resentful woman in a boudoir."

Xu Huirong was amused.

"Aren't you the same?"

Chen Xueru countered.

Wan Ping'an was momentarily distracted.

Both women were stunning beauties; their slightly shy expressions were breathtaking, and few men could resist them.

"Ping'an, what would you like to drink today?"

After the banter.

The two women returned to normal.

Though they still carried some resentment.

"I'm not here to drink; I have something to discuss with you."

"By the way, are the pumpkins still popular?"

Wan Ping'an asked casually.

"Very popular; the diners simply never tire of them."

"With your pumpkins as a side dish, my business has improved quite a bit. Many people come specifically for your pumpkins and always order them!"

"You're almost sold out of pumpkins, right?"

"I'll take all the rest!"

Xu Huirong's eyes sparkled.

The vast majority of the pumpkins Wan Ping'an grew were sold to the four of them, and among merchants, only her tavern had the advantage of bulk purchases.

"Fine, the rest are yours."

Wan Ping'an nodded.

This was the last batch of pumpkins; after harvesting, he would plant other crops.

"Sigh, I run a silk shop. Buying your pumpkins, I can only eat them myself; it doesn't help my business at all."

"I can't exactly give away pumpkins when people buy clothes or silk, can I?"

Chen Xueru's resentful voice came through.

She had also bought some pumpkins, but not many. If she bought enough to eat for a year, how many pumpkins could that really be?

Silk?

Wan Ping'an's eyes lit up. For things like silk, the basic raw material is silkworm silk.

Silk is produced by silkworms.

He excelled at planting and animal husbandry; sericulture is also a form of husbandry, right?

If the silkworms were raised well, they could produce the highest quality silk.

If the silk quality was high, the quality of the silk fabric wouldn't be bad either.

There might be a possibility of cooperation between him and Chen Xueru.

For now, he didn't want to raise silkworms, but that might change in the future.

But in the short term, it was unlikely.

Sericulture wasn't something one or two people could handle!

"You could give them away; no one would turn down a delicious pumpkin!"

Xu Huirong teased.

"By the way, Ping'an, you said you had something to discuss; what is it?"

After chatting for a while.

The two women finally remembered that Wan Ping'an had said he had business when he arrived.

"Nothing major, the watermelons I planted have ripened, so I'm inviting you to eat some."

Wan Ping'an said with a smile.

"The watermelons you planted?"

"I remember now, you planted them with the pumpkins. I saw them; calculating the time, they should be ripe."

"The tomatoes and pumpkins you grew were of tribute quality, so the watermelons shouldn't be any different. Perhaps I can add another side dish."

"Though, watermelon with alcohol seems a bit strange."

Xu Huirong's eyes lit up.

She had confidence in the crops Wan Ping'an grew; the quality would definitely be top-notch.

"Sigh, it has nothing to do with me again."

"I can only eat watermelon!"

Chen Xueru gave Wan Ping'an another resentful look.

Xu Huirong gave some instructions, then followed Wan Ping'an with Chen Xueru to his six-mu plot.

Woof woof!

When Dahei saw Wan Ping'an arrive, it turned into a black bolt of lightning, running to him and wagging its tail frantically.

"Old Cai, go pick two watermelons from the field."

Wan Ping'an ordered.

"So many large watermelons; it must be another bumper harvest."

"I really envy you. You farm without worrying about suppliers, without worrying about the quality of the vegetables, and without needing to please the diners."

Xu Huirong sighed.

Wan Ping'an made money so effortlessly.

While the three were talking, Cai Quanwu came out holding two large watermelons.

They arrived beside the thatched hut.

Wan Ping'an also called Han Dahe over to eat watermelon together.

He cut them open.

A sweet, unique fragrance instantly filled the air.

"Come, taste the watermelons I grew."

Wan Ping'an gave Chen Xueru and Xu Huirong each a slice.

Woof woof!

Dahei barked, a bit anxious. Where was its watermelon?

Dahei was well-trained; if not given, it wouldn't snatch, nor would it guard its food.