My 1995 Small Farm

   Chapter 41 All

   So he walked over, pretended not to hear their conversation just now, and asked, "What's wrong, Uncle Gen?"

   "Hello, I want to buy some tomatoes."

   Before Zhang Tiegen could speak, Liu Yinhuan spoke first.

   "Uh, this dish of mine is a bit expensive. It costs two yuan a pound. I don't know if you can accept it."

  Although he knew that the woman was rich and might not care about the price, Chen Ling still said something routinely.

   Zhang Tiegen couldn't help but said, "Fugui, this is my niece, you..."

   "Uncle is fine, I can accept it, I mainly buy it for my children, it doesn't matter if it's more expensive..."

  Liu Yinhuan chuckled, revealing his white teeth: "This child doesn't usually like to eat vegetables, and he rarely eats fruits. It's a good thing to want to eat vegetables now, otherwise, he will eat meat all the time and his diet will be very unhealthy."

  Good guy, in this day and age, you are not satisfied with eating meat, and you have to pay attention to eating healthy. It is not an ordinary family.

  Chen Ling nodded: "Okay, how much do you want?"

   Hearing this, the little fat man Liang Yiming suddenly shouted: "I want all this big basket..."

   Zhang Tiegen shuddered with fright, and hurriedly said, "Xiao Ming, my uncle told you that this big basket weighs about a hundred kilograms."

   Liu Yinhuan also said: "Yeah Xiaoming, it's so heavy, we bought it, how can we get it back?"

   Zhang Tiegen suddenly choked.

  Is that what I mean?

  I mean this basket is about a hundred jin, and two yuan a jin, that's a lot of money.

   These girls are good, they don't seem to care at all.

   Did it fly on the Phoenix branch, seeing that he no longer took a few hundred dollars as money?

   "It's not easy, let Dad drive the car over, let's buy the big baskets and put them in the car to take away together, if not..."

   The little fat man pouted, "Mom, you are so stupid, you can't even think of this."

After   , he was holding a few tomatoes in his arms, and he picked up one and wanted to nibble again.

  Liu Yinhuan hurriedly stopped: "Don't eat it, you won't be able to eat for a while. Dad and grandpa made so many delicious food."

  Chen Ling said on the side: "It's fine for children to eat more of this stuff, it's all juice, but it's appetizing when it's in the stomach."

   "You ask Uncle Lao Gen, he ate a cucumber and two tomatoes before dinner, and soon after dinner, he ate two big steamed buns and a big bowl of vegetables."

   "The stomach of a child is more energetic than that of an old man, and the effect will only be better."

  Wang Tiegen was stunned for a moment: "Really, my appetite has not been as big as before, and I only ate one steamed bun, but I ate so much today."

   The little fat man immediately laughed happily when he heard it: "Stupid mother, I'm the king of big stomachs, ah ah ah..."

   The little fat man nibbled the tomatoes again.

  Tomatoes are sweet and sour, and they are always suitable for women and children, not to mention the tomatoes produced by the Dongtian Stream, and their taste has risen by several grades.

   It is natural for the little fat man to think it is delicious.

   "Okay, okay, mom is a stupid mom, mom will go back and call dad and let dad drive over."

  Liu Yinhuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he turned around and took the little fat man away.

   "Cars, Fugui, have you heard? They have a car, so they have to drive over to buy food."

"I heard, it really is a wealthy family, and now the car is at least tens of thousands of yuan." Chen Ling said that the cheapest imported car in the past two years was 100,000 yuan. For most people, the car is impossible. and.

   He was also stunned inwardly. No wonder his expression didn't change when he heard the price of vegetables. He didn't take it seriously in the eyes of others.

   "At least tens of thousands of dollars? Crazy?"

   Guo Baolai was speechless in shock and glanced at Zhang Tiegen quietly.

   This old man always said that his niece was in a TV station in Beijing, but he never expected to be so rich.

   A golden phoenix really flew out of the ravine.

  …

   "Ah? Your grandfather and father are here? Where are you, why didn't I see it?"

   On the other side, the little fat man stepped on a stone sheep's head and shouted, Liu Yinhuan stood on tiptoe and looked around.

   After a while, a man in a white shirt, black suit pants, and leather shoes appeared from the crowd. He looked like he was thirty-five or six years old. He was holding a big brother in one hand and a mahogany lunch box in the other.

   An old man wrapped in a blue and white turban behind him, with thick eyebrows and a bitter face, wearing yellow rubber shoes and holding a cigarette pot, followed in a hurry.

   "Dad, Grandpa, here we are..."

   The little fat man nibbled at the tomatoes and waved his chubby little hands.

   "Hey, good grandson, grandpa saw..."

The old man gave the little fat man a smile, and then he blamed Zhang Tiegen with his eyebrows raised and raised his eyes: "If you don't go home, you are half-dead, and your face is getting thinner and thinner, so I have to let me and Yuemin came to invite you?"

   "No, no, isn't this a big festival, I can't put this stall down..."

   Zhang Tiegen gave a wry smile and glanced at his nephew and son-in-law next to his brother-in-law, who was tall, fair-faced, and full of extravagance. He didn't know what to say to the other party.

"This is my uncle. I often hear Huanhuan talking about you, saying that you were a salesman when she was a child. Every time you carried a burden to send her to school, once you met a wolf, you put her on a burden and hung her from a tree. I drove the wolf away with a pole..."

   Liang Yuemin said with a smile.

   Zhang Tiegen's eyes turned red when he heard it, and he hurriedly waved his hands: "It's all a long time ago, and Huanhuan has studied well and is willing to endure hardships. He went to live in the city in junior high school, and I don't need to send it away any more..."

   "Did your uncle eat it? This is the dish that my dad and I made. I'll bring you some if you haven't come home. You can try it."

   Liang Yuemin opened the food box and handed it over.

   This time, Zhang Tiegen's eyes were hot, and he almost didn't hold back.

   Seeing that the family began to gather around and talk about their family, Chen Ling and Guo Baolai stepped aside.

  …

   After about 20 minutes, after finishing speaking, the whole family walked to Chen Ling's booth.

   "Well, it smells like a special scent."

  Liang Yuemin sniffed and smiled at his wife: "I've always heard from my children that it's delicious, but neither of us have ever tasted it."

   "Little brother, can we taste it first?"

  Before the little fat man didn't take the tomatoes seriously, the old lady only took one from Zhang Tiegen's hand. After returning home, the little fat man accidentally took a bite and realized how good it tasted.

   When they came to the market, the couple patronized and talked to the elder Zhang Tiegen again. I didn't expect that this time, they couldn't focus on eating like the little fat man.

   "Yes, you can taste cucumbers and tomatoes."

  Chen Ling stretched out his hand and said.

  The couple was from a well-off family, and they were not ordinary people. First, they thanked them, and then they specially picked two small tomatoes and tasted them.

   After eating it in one bite, the two of them couldn't help but let out a 'uh', their eyes full of surprises.

   "Delicious, really delicious!"

   Liu Yinhuan was still taking small bites, but Liang Yuemin had already finished eating and set his eyes on the cucumbers in the basket next to him.

   "Little boss, are these cucumbers also grown in the same greenhouse?"

   Liang Yuemin asked.

   "Yes, they are all grown in a greenhouse. The tomatoes taste good, and the cucumbers are also good. Come and try it."

  Chen Ling handed one over.

  Liang Yuemin thanked again, took it and wiped the thorn on it, and took a bite.

   This time his expression was more exaggerated than when he ate tomatoes just now.

   He closed his eyes directly, took a breath of cold air with a "hiss", his brows stretched out, and his expression was very enjoyable.

"This feeling is like the first sip of water I drank after I walked out of the Sahara Desert. It was cool, sweet, refreshing, and a refreshing feeling rushed to the eyebrows, as if it could penetrate into the depths of people's souls. …”

  Liang Yuemin admired it slightly, chewing slowly after every bite.

  Chen Ling looked at him with some doubts, picked up a cucumber and tasted it, and the doubts in his eyes suddenly became stronger.

   is not planted in the cave.

   is better than ordinary cucumbers, is this guy really saying that? Looking at this expression, it's almost like sucking that.

   I thought to myself: If you grow vegetables and want to sell them in the future, you should dilute the water from the Dongtian Stream.

   Just one grade better than ordinary vegetables.

   At this time, Liang Yuemin was just finishing the cucumber in his hand.

   said to his wife, "I really love this cucumber."

   "It suits my taste very much. I prefer this to tomatoes. You can try it too."

  Liu Yinhuan just finished eating the tomatoes, and looked at her husband with a blushing face: "I'm a little full, I can't eat any more."

   "Haha it's fine, I can't eat it, we'll buy it and eat it back."

  Liang Yuemin smiled, then turned his head and said to Chen Ling: "Little boss, I want all these cucumbers and tomatoes. I'll go drive first, and I'll be back soon. Don't sell it to anyone else."

   (end of this chapter)