"Okay, how much do you need, butler Li?" Sun Dahai asked, "It's just that the road to Fucheng is quite long, and the road is bumpy, so you can't put it directly on the carriage, you have to put it in a box..."

   Butler Li thought the same way before, "Yes, does your village know how to weave baskets?"

"Yes, the basket is not expensive, four yuan, if you want, I will let him send it. In addition, Mr. Li, I will pick you eight ripe watermelons, so that after four or five days in Fucheng, the watermelons will be ripe. It's delicious..." Sun Dahai arranged the ground in a clear way, and solved the worries of the housekeeper Li.

"Okay, as soon as possible, I want to take it away today, and go to Fucheng tomorrow morning..." Steward Li said with a smile. Although Sun Dahai has a lame leg, he has a good brain and he does everything in an orderly manner. Very thoughtful.

   "Okay, I'll let Da Lang get you a basket, and put hay on it..." Sun Dahai confessed, and let his son do it.

Since it was sent to the city, Sun Dalang's Xu family and Sun Erlang picked good quality, big and round. After Sun Dalang got the basket from the village, spread soft hay and put the watermelon in it. , Spread a layer of hay on top, and then cover.

   There are only 30 big watermelons in one carriage. Butler Li thought about giving his wife a taste. It was almost enough.

This year’s hot weather, watermelons cost seven cents a catty, because watermelons are relatively large, and one has 20 catties, or even bigger. Thirty-two watermelons will cost 610 catties and the chief laborer is 4,275. With the money, plus those baskets, butler Li directly gave four or two five dollars.

After steward Li left, he nodded and gave the old man Hu, who made the frame directly, a four cents, thirty-two baskets with straw, and one hundred and fifty cents to old man Hu. He was so happy that old man Hu opened his eyebrows and smiled, "Dahai, you Sincerely, if you want a basket from now on, just say it!"

   "Hehe, I can take care of the people in the village. Of course, I will not fail to take care of them." Sun Dahai said with a smile, "Go home and make up more. Even if I don't need it, you can sell it in the town or the county."

"Yes, anyway, the wasteland is also open now, and there is nothing to do. I took a few sons to make baskets at home." Old man Hu nodded and went home with joy, and took the children to see the cane and make more baskets. Waiting to change money.

   This Sun Dahai’s watermelon sold for seven cents per catty, and it suddenly spread from the village. Those who grow watermelons began to grow watermelons in their own melon fields to see if there are mature ones and prepare to sell them for money.

  If there is a bullock cart, they will be taken to the county to sell it. If there is no bullock cart, they will carry the burden and grow up to seven or eight watermelons to sell in the town.

   Doctor Wu thought the watermelon was delicious, so he contacted Sun Dahai several places and asked Sun Dahai to send watermelons to these places every day. A restaurant ordered ten watermelons a day; the county school, because of the large number of people, fifteen a day; there was also a shop specializing in dim sum, which ordered 20 watermelons a day.

  Sun Dahai gets up every morning and picks a car of watermelons, and delivers these watermelons to these predetermined places. The rest is sold not far from Wu's Medical Center. No one bullied Sun Dahai because of the Wu Family Medical Center. Because the watermelon is good, and the price is seven cents a catty.

   One car a day can basically sell cleanly.

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