Chapter 466: Be a Little More Sensible

Facing Boss Qian's full hand of cards, Song Tan opposite didn't cherish them at all, just dismissively saying: "No, I told you earlier, the watermelon production can't keep up, and if it's transported too far, there's a risk of it cracking on the road. Just sell it in the local market."

"You should look at the peaches first."

Peaches? With watermelon in hand, who would remember peaches at this moment?

Boss Wang, while thinking, was devouring it wildly, his few remaining brain cells quickly scattered by the watermelon juice. The two grown men held the watermelon, piece by piece, 'slurping' away, eating until their faces were a mess.

In the worn-out stainless steel basin in front of them, a layer of melon rinds quickly piled up.

Song Tan and the others, however, were much more refined because they ate it every day.

The 20-jin watermelon filled everyone up, and they didn't really feel like eating dinner anymore.

Boss Qian and Boss Wang also didn't hit the brakes, and before dinner even started, their bellies were already bulging.

Only Seventh Cousin, being older, was very restrained, and at this moment asked: "Are we still eating dinner?"

Boss Wang waved his hand, originally wanting to say he wouldn't eat, but saw Boss Qian acting as if he hadn't eaten in 800 years, not knowing hunger or fullness, saying repeatedly:

And then he wandered around the mountains, looking at the sparse, small watermelons, his eyes involuntarily revealing heartache:

Song Tan's requirements weren't that high: "Look at the peach forest, the lighting isn't that good, and this isn't sandy soil, so the watermelon's taste hasn't reached its best. Let's just sell it locally this year."

And then he looked at the pitch-black night sky: "No air conditioning at night, lying on the ground is comfortable!"

It was as if sleeping on a green grassy field in spring, the soft wind blowing gently, the scent of grass enveloping the whole body, and the whole person seemed to have returned to a carefree youth.

Hoping the two bosses could be a little more sensible and discover the goodness of the items as soon as possible.

And Song Tan came over, petting Xiao Wang's head with heartache: "Good, good Xiao Wang, people aren't using the water you drink to wash peaches on purpose... Oh my, it's all peach fuzz, I'll change the bucket for you in a bit!" That's right, no air conditioning tonight.

Everyone was chatting lively, picking things up with 'clacking' sounds, and the whole mountain village seemed to have returned to liveliness.

It was really because there were too few varieties to eat at home, so they had to develop more new flavors.

Forget it, it's too messy.

"It's alright."

Boss Qian smiled: "Was the watermelon delicious yesterday?"

"That's fine, Brother Yanping, take two new straw mats Grandpa wove today and lay them out for the two bosses to sleep on!"

In that pitch-black night of the power outage, a flashlight stood in the center of the dining table, shining on the white latex paint on the ceiling and the walls on all sides, casting a hazy light.

Then, looking up, Xiao Wang was squatting by the water bucket, eyes gleaming as he watched himself.

Boss Qian, however, was confident: "No rush, no rush, I still have to stay here and watch the goods—Old Wang, you follow the car and leave first."

Boss Qian wasn't some delicate young master: "What kind of mattress do I need! The bed board is fine. This old waist is suited for a hard bed; if it really doesn't work, laying two straw mats on the ground is fine too."

Song Tan waved her hands repeatedly: "That won't do. My mountain leasing isn't purely for making money."

When cooking, they should make plenty, and they didn't ask for less dishes, just aiming to fob people off with watermelon, right?

"Not looking, not looking..."

Boss Wang was surprised: "Why do I get the feeling from your words that you've already leased the orchard?"

In the darkness, no one noticed Seventh Cousin glance at Song Tan—this girl, she's a clever little devil!

Early the next morning, the mountain became lively.

Secretary Xiao Zhu never expected that someone would spend a huge sum to lease so many mountain peaks, and the first thing they thought of was improving the flavor of the family's fixed meals, only assuming she had some other plans...

Does that even need to be said?

Anyway, there's only so much.

"Eat, eat, eat!"

Boss Wang chewed silently, his expression already grave.

Everyone, by that faint light, had another 'slurping' feast, eating until Boss Wang's belt was loosened again and again. In the end, sitting there, he had to tilt his neck slightly before reluctantly putting down his chopsticks.

"Fine, fine, fine!"

Waking up in the morning and looking at the lush green of the straw mat...

Only on a night without air conditioning can the goodness of this straw mat be shown!

Zhang Yanping echoed quickly!

Therefore, he encouraged: "Planting more varieties is even better! The ability to resist risks is stronger, and it also tries to disperse labor, so you won't be in a rush all the time. Keep it up! Strive for balance throughout all four seasons!"

"With this kind of melon, if you sell it locally, the price won't go up. Don't you feel it's a waste?"

Such a big dog—Boss Qian must have had some misgivings in his heart, but remembering how the dog ate peaches yesterday, he wasn't that afraid anymore.

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"Let me tell you, the peaches are just as delicious as the watermelon! Let's go, let's go, up the mountain."

And Boss Qian had already picked a peach, originally intending to rub it on his clothes—oh, there was a power outage yesterday, and the clothes were still the same ones.

Although they couldn't bathe to their heart's content last night due to the power outage, after the two of them simply wiped their bodies and lay on the green straw mats, how should one put it?

He turned his head to look and found a large red water bucket by the orchard, so he hurriedly put the peaches in to wash them.

And Song Tan asked enthusiastically: "Want to go see the peaches?"

Huang Bei reacted immediately, and then was extremely enthusiastic:

Secretary Xiao Zhu still had to go to the city today, and when leaving, she took a look and couldn't help but sigh: "You say, if the remaining two or three hundred acres of mountains are all planted with peaches next year, our village will be so lively!"

The next moment, the two of them walked to the side to discuss in detail.

Instead, he joked: "Xiao Wang, right? Want to eat peaches today? Wait, if there are any damaged ones, I'll make the call and give you one!"

At this moment, the two grown men could only look at Huang Bei expectantly: "Look... can you arrange a place for us to stay?"

Although the melon vines on the ground really affected efficiency, they weren't paid by count, but by the day!

Simply handing the peach to Boss Wang, he asked as soon as he saw him bite into it: "How is it? Are the peaches delicious?"

Boss Qian really didn't have the energy anymore.

The villagers contacted by Wu Lan last night had already gone up the mountain together—picking peaches wasn't that tiring, and there were no technical requirements, 200 a day, why wouldn't it work? Even the two who were transplanting rice seedlings, after resting for a night, couldn't wait to carry their baskets up the mountain.

What else is there to say?

But after he finished speaking, he saw Xiao Wang still staring at him, and couldn't help but feel a bit sheepish.

"Alright!"

And after Secretary Xiao Zhu left, Boss Qian and Boss Wang finally went up the mountain with high spirits.

He had originally arranged for the driver to come and transport the peaches at night, but he didn't expect so many to be sold via live stream, and there wasn't much inventory left, so he had to ask him to come tomorrow.

"Full, full..."

Song Tan thought for a moment: "There are two empty rooms in the side house. If you don't mind, my grandpa's house still has a few old beds. I can bring them over, and laying two layers of mattresses will be fine for sleeping."

Boss Wang was much more domineering than Boss Qian: "Just this straw mat! Roll it up for me, I'm taking it back to sleep on today!"

"Delicious!"

That's it, the two of them went up the mountain, and Boss Wang's eyes were still glued to the large watermelons on the ground. Whenever someone stepped on a melon leaf while picking peaches, he would shudder with heartache.

And so— ===== CHAPTER 467 =====