"Even if she wants to acquire it, we won't sell it. It's not worth doing business with someone with such a bad character." Wang Lun said bluntly.

This time, Wang Darafang's attitude was very firm: "Liu Yan looks down on our rural relatives from the bottom of her heart, so there is no need for us to ask others. At worst, we can sell watermelons ourselves."

Buddha competes for a stick of incense, and people compete for a breath. Since Liu Yan looks down on people so much, they will never beg each other for nothing.

"Dad, it's not a big deal. Without her, my watermelons would make more money."

Wang Lun smiled.

"Why do you say that?"

Wang Da Fang was puzzled.

Wang Lun smiled slightly: "You will know when the time comes."

He entered the room, poured some spiritual water into the watering can, mixed it with a large amount of water, and then went to the vegetable garden and sprayed several vegetables in the vegetable garden with the watering can.

Ma Qingfeng came over to inspect his vegetable planting. These vegetables made Ma Qingfeng believe in his planting skills.

Near noon, Wang Lun received a call from Zhao Yumo. Zhao Yumo said that he would visit him with his father Zhao Rui in about a week, and he happily agreed.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Lun was preparing a sprayer and planned to go to the melon patch to spray the watermelon with spiritual water in the evening, when Ma Qingfeng called.

"Hello, Boss Ma."

"Mr. Wang, I have arrived at the entrance of your village, where should I go next?"

Wang Lun then told him how to move, and after a while, Ma Qingfeng's car drove to the door of his house.

Wang Lun knew the purpose of Ma Qingfeng's visit and invited him: "Boss Ma, I will take you to see the vegetable planting base."

On the way, Wang Lun told Ma Qingfeng about the contracted fields, and then took Ma Qingfeng to visit the 30 acres of responsible land.

"The thirty-acre vegetable base is quite large in scale. I'm looking forward to the day when the finished vegetables will be on the market."

Ma Qingfeng said happily, he was very satisfied with Wang Lun's quick action.

It can be seen that Wang Lun wants to flex his muscles in the countryside, which is a good thing. He invested one million in Wang Lun, which at least gave him a good start.

"Boss Ma, I planted some vegetables, but the quality is a little lower than the cucumbers last time. You can take some back."

Wang Lun's move was naturally to prove that he was capable of growing mid- to high-end vegetables and was worthy of Ma Qingfeng's investment.

"OK."

Ma Qingfeng was overjoyed.

When he arrived at his own vegetable garden, Wang Lun picked some eggplants, beans, and peppers and gave them to Ma Qingfeng. He had watered these vegetables twice with spiritual water. The amount of spiritual water used was not as good as the time he watered the cucumbers, but the quality of the vegetables was excellent.

There won't be much difference.

"Haha, thank you Mr. Wang, I have a good meal tonight."

Seeing that the appearance of these vegetables was extraordinary, and the taste must be the same, Ma Qingfeng felt very happy.

The more capable Wang Lun is in planting, the wiser it would be for him to cooperate with Wang Lun.

As for how Wang Lun grows mid-to-high-end vegetables, he certainly won't ask. This is Wang Lun's secret.

"Mr. Wang, if you have any difficulties in the vegetable planting base, just tell me, including funding."

In front of Wang Lun, Ma Qingfeng expressed his position directly.

"Well, okay." Wang Lun nodded.

"By the way, Boss Ma," Wang Lun remembered something and said, "I wonder if your hotel needs watermelon?"

"I want some of it too."

Ma Qingfeng was a little hesitant.

Wang Lun was not a fool. He knew what Ma Qingfeng was worried about by observing his words and expressions, so he explained: "I can provide several thousand kilograms of very sweet watermelon. If Boss Ma is willing, I will sell the watermelon to you."

He not only explained that the quality of his watermelons was very good, but also explained that he was not asking Ma Qingfeng for help, which showed his initiative.

After all, he really doesn't have to ask for help when it comes to selling watermelons.

"Is it your watermelon?"

Ma Qingfeng was very curious.

"Yes, my family's output is about 8,000 jin. After the first batch of melons matures in a few days, I will take a few to the county town and let Boss Ma taste them first."

Wang Lun said.

Ma Qingfeng shook his head quickly and said with a smile: "No need to bother, after the first batch of watermelons are ripe, you can just bring them to my hotel and sell them!"

Since Wang Lun said that the watermelons are of good quality, he is willing to buy the first batch. If the watermelons are not delicious, he will only lose some money at most.

"Okay, I'll call Boss Ma then."

Wang Lun and Ma Qingfeng agreed on this matter.

Towards evening, Wang Lun came to his field carrying a sprayer on his back.

This half-acre field is used to grow watermelons. There are 600 watermelon seedlings planted in the melon field. The watermelons are growing well. It is estimated that it will not be difficult to produce eight thousand kilograms.

The yield of an acre of ordinary watermelon is about 5,000 to 9,000 jins, but the watermelon grown by his family is small, thin-skinned, and the yield is not high. The yield of one and a half acres is equivalent to the yield of one acre of ordinary watermelon.

Of course, the unit price is almost twice as expensive as ordinary watermelon.

The return is high, but it also means high investment and high risk. If his cousin who opened a fruit supermarket in the county hadn't promised to have all these watermelons, his parents would not have dared to grow them.

But my cousin Liu Yan is quite unreasonable. The watermelons will be ripe in three or four days at most, but Liu Yan broke her promise. If he didn't have some ability, he would definitely be able to sell these eight thousand kilograms of watermelons at a loss.

Wang Lun holds the water spray device of the sprayer with his right hand, and shakes the water pressure device with his left hand to press out the water from the sprayer and spray it on the watermelon.

This water was made by mixing half a bottle of spiritual water with water. Wang Lun only sprayed it on the watermelon, not wanting to waste more.

The sprayer weighed seventy kilograms plus water. Wang Lun carried it on his back and sprinkled water on an acre and a half of melon field, but he was not tired at all and felt very relaxed.

After finishing this work, Wang Lun returned home. After eating and taking a bath, Wang Lun and his parents were enjoying the cool air on the front lawn. The evening breeze was blowing, shaking the cattail leaf fan, and watching the fireflies flying and flashing, which was very interesting.

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After a while, Wang Lun heard a cell phone ringing in the house, so he got up and went inside to answer the call.

The call was from my cousin Qin Xin.

"Xiao Lun, I'm really sorry. I can't help you with the watermelons. What are you going to do with these watermelons?"

Qin Xin said apologetically, and glanced at his wife Liu Yan in the store.

He also felt that Liu Yan had gone too far, but he had no status at home and did not dare to confront Liu Yan.

"I have already contacted the buyer."

Wang Lun said calmly, with a lukewarm attitude.

Qin Xin suddenly raised his voice: "Have you found a buyer? That's great!"

He felt less guilty to some extent.

But Liu Yan, who was lying on the side blowing an electric fan, immediately showed a very unhappy expression and said to herself: "I'm so lucky to have found a buyer so quickly."

Qin Xin asked: "Xiao Lun, what is the price of the watermelon?"

Liu Yan pricked up her ears and thought that the price must be very low. Wang Lun and his family were neither relevant nor capable. Where could they find a good buyer, they would definitely have to sell at a low price.

"It's not bad. It's much higher than the price you paid."

Wang Lun said deliberately, just to hit Liu Yan.

What's more, the quality of his watermelons will improve a lot after being moistened with spiritual water, so it's not difficult to sell them at a good price at Ma Qingfeng's place.

"snort!"

Wang Lun clearly heard the cold snort coming from Liu Yan on the other end.

Liu Yan deliberately said loudly: "You can really brag!"

Wang Lun smiled, ignored Liu Yan's sarcasm, said hello to Qin Xin, and hung up the phone.

In the fruit shop, Liu Yan said angrily: "Who are you? He only knows how to brag. No wonder people say that the quality of relatives in rural areas is low!"

Qin Xin couldn't help but retorted: "Honey, don't say that, Xiao Lun shouldn't lie."

"You idiot!"

Liu Yan said angrily, "In just one day, where can he find a buyer with such a high price?"

Qin Xin was speechless.

Liu Yan said with disdain: "He can only rely on his mouth to brag in front of me. Humph, I'm not telling you that if he wants to hit me or slap me in the face, he must have that ability!"

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Wang Lun would not let people like Liu Yan affect his mood. After putting down his phone, he looked at the white jade bottle.

Today is the tenth day since the mysterious pattern appeared on the white jade bottle. Not surprisingly, the tenth pattern also appeared on the body of the white jade bottle.

This time, it's part of a creek.

Blue sky, white clouds, big trees, green grass, flowers, streams... these natural patterns should gradually cover the crystal white body of the white jade bottle.
To be continued...