Chapter 678: Demolition and Apple Trees

The winter melon was too big and heavy, with a shallow, velvety white frost on the green skin, and the color was fresh, but it was hard to hold.

In the end, Song Tan and Qiao Qiao washed them one by one in the water pool.

And Seventh Uncle and Wang Xiaoshun, along with Qiao Qiao who finished his work, started working on three cutting boards, first cutting the winter melon into circles, then peeling it, cutting it into one-centimeter-thick squares, and finally cutting it into strips...

Don't say, the inside of the winter melon is white with a hint of green, with a hazy transparency, and small strips piled up there, it really looks quite good.

The big and small basins in the kitchen that were just emptied to hold beans were soon piled full again.

And over here, Seventh Uncle rummaged through boxes and cabinets to gather enough food-grade quicklime, found a big stainless steel bucket, added cold water basin by basin, and gathered a full bucket.

Then he stirred it thoroughly with his big spoon, and by the time the winter melon was cut basin by basin, the lime water here was also settled.

He and Wang Xiaoshun didn't move, just taught Qiao Qiao to take a ladle, scoop out the water on top, and pour it into the basin to soak the winter melon strips.

Finally, seal them one by one with plastic wrap and put them in the corner—the whole bucket of lime water was also bottomed out, leaving only the white slaked lime at the bottom, which was basically useless and was directly fished out and thrown away.

By the time everything was done, it was only just six o'clock.

Seventh Uncle pondered for a while and found that with Song Tan and Qiao Qiao there, there was someone to do the heavy lifting, and he didn't seem to be tired at all!

Not bad, not bad!

Although his vision for picking apprentices wasn't very good, he really couldn't say anything about the place he picked for his retirement!

At this moment, he proudly put his hands behind his back: "What can a few winter melons like these sell for? Didn't you say there were plenty in the fields? Go pick some more tomorrow."

"By the way, Tan Tan, buy me two more bags of quicklime when you go to town. Be sure to remember to buy food-grade ones!"

For those that weren't cut neatly at the edges, he didn't waste them either, just raised his chin and instructed Wang Xiaoshun:

"Clean up the rest, stir-fry some winter melon for dinner tonight, and add two drops of sesame oil."

As he spoke, he smiled proudly at Wang Xiaoshun: "Your master, he is good at picking people, but he has no vision for picking vegetables!"

"Look, you two have never seen such good ingredients in your life! Let me tell you, this sesame oil is also freshly squeezed, squeezed from our own sesame, only a small bottle was squeezed out, and the rest wasn't willing to be used... Anyway, add two drops when cooking tonight, and you'll know what fragrance is."

Wang Xiaoshun smiled on the surface, but thought in his heart: What's so great about it! Wait until Song Tan's vegetable quantity is planted, they can use it in the restaurant too!

Thinking of the red fire of customers coming, he almost couldn't restrain the smile on his face at this moment.

And at this moment, Professor Song and his apprentices in Jiangbei Province, far away in the next province, looked at each other with rice bowls, their faces full of the same depression.

Seeing the host, he hurriedly asked: "What's wrong? Is the food not good?"

"No, no!"

Professor Song hurriedly said: "It's not the food, it's just that these apple trees are a pity."

Actually, it was the food... Only two days away, and I miss it so much. But I can't say that other people's food is not as good as others, right?

And the other party also breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

"I was afraid you would blame me now..."

The other party said, feeling inexplicably guilty.

"What's there to blame?"

Professor Song laughed: "First of all, congratulations, you can finally have a better life! After getting the money, don't listen to people's instigation to gamble or invest in anything."

"Honestly prepare a school district house for the children, and for the rest, save it if you can. If you don't save it, buy some shops or gold jewelry, it's all fine."

"I understand!"

The man laughed: "Ever since the demolition news came out, the household registration was locked and frozen, and I saw quite a few strangers coming to the village!"

"And those gambling tables, the games are getting bigger and bigger... Our family can't do that, our family has just recovered, we can't do that."

The one speaking was a farmer in Jiangbei Province whom Professor Song had guided before.

At that time, the other party returned to his hometown to start a business, which was also a desperate move. Under the introduction of Professor Song and others, he carefully bought a batch of three-year-old apple seedlings.

Grafting, pruning, fertilizing... He served them carefully for three years, and just when they were about to reach the early fruiting period this year, snap!

A piece of good news fell from the sky—

This area of theirs is about to be demolished!!!

Including his 16-mu apple orchard!

Just ask, doing agriculture and being a demolition household, which one makes money faster and more?

No need to think, that must be being a demolition household. Not only is there compensation for their old house, but there is also compensation for other things.

Just say the apple orchard, not only is there compensation for land requisition, but there is also compensation for fruit trees—like this kind of apple tree in the early fruiting period, one can be compensated for 90 yuan!

Just this tree, it can be compensated for another seventy or eighty thousand yuan.

However, doing agriculture is really hard, and after their demolition, there is no suitable orchard nearby that allows him to move the fruit trees...

It just so happens that in this solar term, there is no buyer for fruit trees at all.

Isn't it, he posted on Moments long ago, saying he planned to give the fruit trees to others.

Just after it was posted, Professor Song happened to see it. After asking about the demolition time, he specifically asked the other party not to give it to others, but to leave it for him.

Now, Professor Song traveled thousands of miles to see the fruit trees, and the owner of the house was also full of sighs:

"Professor Song, I won't say much else. When I returned to my hometown to start a business growing wood ear and lost half my life, you taught me how to make money hand in hand."

"Later, for these fruit trees, you also inspected the weather, looked at the soil, and finally found the bridge, and specifically found good branches to arrange grafting... If you hadn't helped me support it for these years, I really wouldn't have been able to hold on."

Now it's good, just when I can harvest, my family encountered this good thing. He pondered that for Professor Song, it is inevitable that he feels his hard work has gone down the drain.

Now he promised: "Don't worry, you said you wanted these fruit trees, so leave them all to you! I won't give a single one to anyone else!"

To be honest, he didn't have the patience to give it to others.

These fellow villagers, relatives, everyone wants to take advantage—but some people are greedy, taking his free fruit trees and wanting to sell them elsewhere!

Or they heard the news and came over, asking why he didn't dig out the fruit trees, otherwise they couldn't dig such a big tree...

This made the man angry: I'm giving away such good fruit trees, and you're asking me why I don't help dig?

How about this? Should I arrange a car to send it to your home to plant?

The other party was still unhappy, muttering all the way, saying that demolition is coming, why care about this little money...

Anyway, ever since this matter was posted on Moments, I haven't heard two good words, but I have accepted a lot of complaints.

To be honest, when Professor Song opened his mouth to say he wanted it, he felt a lot of relief in his heart! ===== CHAPTER 679 =====