American Big Landlord

In the orchard, Jessie Chou and Ellen were walking with a child each. When the horses came in, Ellen was tied to the fruit tree!

"Boss, it is estimated that these fruits will mature in one month. Then we will know these and how the grafted fruits are."

"Well, this thing depends on the results. Isn't the nutrient water enough?" Zhou Jiexi nodded and said, holding up a small bag hung on a fruit tree. This is like a drip in a hospital. One end is connected to the small bag, the other end is inserted into the fruit tree. He picked it up and looked at it and found that there was still a lot of nutrient water left in it.

"Enough boss, our warehouse also stores a lot of the nutrient water that you have prepared, and with restrained use, one bag can be used for two months. On average, we need to change it twice every quarter. It’s just that you can’t use machinery yet, you can only change the nutrition bag manually, but the labor cost is a bit high!” Allen said to Jessie Zhou.

Jessie Chou put down the nutrient bag hanging on the tree: "This does not matter, as long as it has an effect, I don't care about the labor cost. As long as the fruit is good, I will directly add the lost money to the selling price. We are able to maintain a sufficiently high profit. These are all small problems!"

"Hope!" Allen whispered.

"Hehe, guys have to be a little confident, I believe we will succeed, look at my watermelon, don't you think it tastes great?" Jesse Chou patted Alan on the shoulder and said.

Allen thought for a moment, the taste of those watermelons is really great, and no one can deny it. But what does this have to do with the experimental trees bought by the boss?

"Well, you just need to take care of these little darlings for me, everything will be known after they bear fruit. Think about it, these trees are always full of little miracles, right?"

Allen nodded in agreement.

Jessie Chou and Ellen had two children. They inspected the orchard while they were playing and chatting. When he left, he nodded in satisfaction. The seeds he planted when he first came to the farm will be welcomed in a while. A little bumper harvest. Thinking of the heavy fruits of the time, his mood seemed extremely good.

There are not many fruits now. Should we hold an auction? Jessie Chou couldn't help thinking again. "I hope this auction will be held successfully!"

While Jessie Chou was still worried about his auction, the upper class in California and some other states in the United States began to recognize a new type of watermelon, which tasted more expensive than the Japanese thief. The black watermelon tastes much better.

Although the money is not a big deal to them, it is common to buy some luxurious fruits. They have never eaten such a delicious watermelon before, and some people have discovered the little secrets on the watermelon.

Speaking of it, it is still more influential in California, and most of Zhou Jiexi's contacts are here, except for a few people. Most of them are from California, or live here, work here, or invest here.

If nothing else, just talk about the Chinese community here. Because of his own relationship with Huang Darling, Zhou Jiexi has some exchanges with the second generation of the Chinese circle. There are people from investment banks that I met on Facebook, and people from foundations.

California is a continent of immigrants. The Chinese community here usually doesn't show that the mountains are not leaky, and they don't do anything to show off in this country.

However, the money they have is not a few. Together, they are not inferior to some geopolitical consortia in the United States. All of them are local chaebols in California.

But recently, a kind of fruit and a kind of incense have become popular in these circles. But because the incense is too scarce, most people know the effect, and they hide it and enjoy it for themselves, where would they want to share it!

And because the watermelon is relatively large, one person can't finish it. So there are many people who can share. One by one, either they were shared by friends when they were guests, or they were brought back by their family members, and they were also eaten by the whole family and relatives.

Speaking of incense, then it feels even more mysterious. Except for some people who have a good relationship, he also thinks that he is admirable, except for those who accompanied the watermelon. Other general acquaintances would not take this, but just gave a watermelon to promote it.

According to Zhou Jessie's stingy personality, in fact, if it weren't for making more money in the future, he wouldn't want to pull out so many watermelons to give away. This is not a gift to someone, this is cutting the meat, and it's all his meat.

As for those rich Chinese who don't know Jessie Chou, or the juniors and he didn't communicate or have friendships, it is tickling for some old friends. Although some suspected old friends are exaggerating, but looking at their plausible appearance and their wealth, they also feel that the old friends are not bragging.

Especially when some people happened to visit a friend's house, the host was lighting incense.

There was Huang Darling's father Huang Songxiong. He was a mantis catching cicadas, but he gave the oriole to the back of the shadow. Not only his son Huang Darling was depressed, but he was also depressed in the end.

I remember that on the day Huang Darling received the e-mail, after unraveling the evil taste of Zhou Jiexi, he got the incense from him. After taking a sip, it felt really exciting, a bit similar to what Jesse Zhou gave Kind of medicated cigarettes are almost the same. But it seemed to be better than that, so he lit the magical incense in his room.

It was just a few days of playing outside, and the spirit was bad. I didn't expect that after a little bit of Jessie Chou's stuff, he would take a good rest and suddenly his spirits became much better.

On that day, his father Huang Songxiong just felt a little unwell at the company, so he planned to go home and take a rest. But after returning to my villa, I walked through my son's room, and suddenly smelled a peculiar smell on my nose.

This smell also made him feel shocked, and he immediately thought that Huang Darling would not be taking drugs at home...pin.

Huang Darling's door was not closed tightly either. He just opened the door and entered. What caught his eye was a big watermelon and a wooden box. He ignored this directly, and looked in the room, and saw that his son had drawn up the curtains in the room during the day.

Turning on his big chandelier, he was lying on a very modern recliner. The most weird thing was that there was a cactus next to it with a stick of incense sticking in it. It was already lit at this time. That's three-quarters.

He won't have time to struggle, and his son regards cactus as a censer. Now he came in for a while, and he inhaled a lot of the scent leaked from Huang Darling. The discomfort brought about by handling official duties yesterday, and the headaches and heavy brains, were immediately cleared, and I felt a little more relaxed in my body.

"What is this thing, it is so powerful!" Although he was thinking about this in his mind, he was shrewd and immediately shut the door of Huang Darling's room. The smell that came from Huang Darling was not a lot anymore. It had to be when the door was opened, and it would not be all gone.

And the gas was strangely light, and the smoke floating from the incense ran towards Huang Daring's nose while he was a little asleep. There are really pitiful little things that are scattered outside. What he inhales is the smoke that floats in the house, and he **** it out in just a few puffs.

"My God, this scent is really great, my goodness!" Huang Darling's father Huang Songxiong was shocked in his heart. This also made his breathing much louder. He breathed and breathed in the room. After such a period of time, it began to affect the airflow.

The smoke that was originally drifting towards Huang Darling actually separated a small strand and drifted towards him. Huang Songxiong took a few steps forward without hesitation, and increased his inhalation. Slightly affects the airflow in the room.

A scent is inhaled in the mouth, and it is no longer the kind of smoke that is dissipated. When he came in, Huang Songxiong felt a little drunk, but it was surprisingly not uncomfortable, and his mind became more sober. He shook a little and sat down on the sofa next to his son.

Although his mind was awake, he wanted to take a good rest at this moment. Leaning on the sofa, he actually closed his eyes slightly. The smoke from the incense in the room split into two at this time. One wave drifted towards Huang Daring, the other wave drifted towards Huang Songxiong.

Time passed like this. I don't know when the incense is finished, and the two father and son are also asleep peacefully! As night fell, Huang Darling's mother, Ms. Chen, came back. Today, her husband was uncomfortable with the meeting she hosted in the company.

Now that I’m back from get off work, I want to see how my husband is doing! Unexpectedly, I didn't find my husband in the room. I asked the housekeeper that it was the husband who had returned. But she really didn't find it. I searched the room at home but didn't see it.

I just wanted to see if my son knew where his father was. I didn't expect to see it when I opened the door. Did you see the big watermelon and a big box? Just ignore it.

He saw his son lying on his chair to sleep, and his father, her husband Huang Songxiong, fell asleep on the sofa next to his son! This made her a little bit dumbfounded. After looking for her husband for a long time, she went to sleep in her son's room. The strange thing was that neither of them slept in bed.

Both of them slept well this time. The sound of Ms. Chen's coming in also heard the somewhat sensitive Huang Songxiong. He slowly opened his eyes and saw his wife looking at him from a distance.