Ping An reached out and pulled the bridle of the ugly donkey. After the ugly donkey stopped, Ping An stood beside the cart and reached out to pat the melon on the cart and laughed at the Canghai.

Just as I was about to speak, a kiln-making master walked out of the old kiln. When he saw the melon on the cart, he couldn't help but say: "What a big winter... melon, this is not a winter melon, why do you look like it has watermelon patterns?"

Ping An showed off a little, and his face was full of pride: "This is a watermelon, isn't a winter melon? Does winter melon look like this? Winter melons are usually green-skinned, and this one has green-skinned and melon patterns..."

"You kid, I have eaten more salt than you have eaten. I can't tell the difference between winter melon and watermelon. I can't even use you, a little girl, to show off in front of me?" The master rushed out and pointed Ping An, and said with a smile.

Ping'an didn't say anything back after hearing this, and reached out to stroke his forehead and stood by the car and laughed silly.

The master turned around and shouted at his companion in the kiln: "Let's come here to see the Western scenery. This watermelon is bigger than a winter melon, and one is almost dozens of kilograms!"

The masters in the kiln immediately became interested and put down their work. They walked out one after another. When they saw the watermelon on the cart, they looked surprised. Not to mention seeing it, they had never heard of it. A watermelon can grow as tall as a half-year-old child. The waist of the melon is twice larger than the usual washbasin. If they hadn't looked at the skin of the melon, ten would probably think it was a huge winter melon.

A group of people gathered around the watermelon and were amazed, talking about this novel watermelon, and from time to time they even touched and knocked.

Cang Hai and Shi Wei also stood next to the cart. Even Cang Hai now felt that the long watermelons on the cart were huge. All the melons placed in the field were together before, but now they came back and appeared in front of them, which was really amazing in terms of size.

Shi Wei reached out to pat the watermelon, and a thud sound came from the melon peel: "A family of such watermelons can't be eaten in a meal!"

"A family of six or seven? It would be fine if this melon was cut open for about twenty people. Good guy, old man, I have seen such a big melon for the first time at such an old age!" The master who was making kiln reached out and stroked the melon.

As if he had thought for a while, the master raised his head and asked at Canghai: "Boss Cang, give me some of your melon seeds, and find a piece of land to plant when I go back."

Cang Hai smiled and shook his head: "It's not that I'm stingy, but that this melon seed has intellectual property rights. I also signed a confidentiality agreement. My power to this thing is limited to the dissemination of this village. If it is spread to other places, you have to go to talk to other people's companies!"

Canghai is a thief. After changing Watermelon with the life furnace of space, he registered a new company overseas through Wenyidao, which is also under the name of ZhanBitou. However, it does not belong to ZhanBitou's cultivation, but it belongs to the new ZhanBitou good-seeding company. In addition to watermelon, another person who enjoys this treatment is Canghai's improved kiwi fruit.

As a well-educated child, how could Canghai not know the importance of intellectual property rights? Otherwise, what would those companies like Mengshan eat? Is it a waste of time to let others register Canghai's books over the years? I guess if the teacher heard that Canghai lost such intellectual property rights, he would have wanted to refund the tuition to Canghai.

"What other company do you want to talk to?"

After hearing this, this person was a little unhappy. In his consciousness, there was no intellectual property right in his mind. In his opinion, it was something that the young child in front of him didn't want to give. As long as he wanted to give such a child, there was nowhere to get it. Besides, the company is not in the village now, right?

This person didn't expect that the so-called big master behind the company was standing in front of him, and he was waiting to pay money from Canghai's pocket. He was not happy with this matter on himself, so how could Canghai be happy?

A group of people were tugging around the cart in a mess, which quickly attracted everyone in the village. The village was not big anyway. To put it bluntly, it was a bit ugly and fartable at the west end, and the smell could be smelled at the east end. In just two or three minutes, the cart was surrounded by old and young men.

"Haiwazi, can such a big watermelon be delicious? Will the big watermelon be soaked?" Li Licheng saw the big watermelon on the cart and reached out to pat it. Although the melon body made a ripe sound, the old man was still a little worried.

The so-called big melons are easy to soak, which means that if the watermelon is too big, there will be empty soil in the middle. Nowadays, such a large watermelon is hard to feel that there will be no empty soil.

Canghai smiled and said, "Who knows this? It's the first time I planted it. It's not that everyone knows it. No matter how you cut it open later, you'll know it. At that time, half of each family will have enough melons on it."

"Haiwazi, let's cut it open and take a look!"

Yan Meijuan couldn't help it at this time, thinking about how much it would cost to get this watermelon on the market. At this time, watermelons had not been launched in large quantities, so the price of melons on the market was also expensive. Even the cheapest watermelon in the town would cost more than three yuan per pound. If such a big watermelon tastes good, it would cost two or three hundred yuan, and two or three hundred yuan per melon. Not to mention that it is very attractive to Yan Meijuan and even to others.

After hearing this, Cang Hai turned around and pulled out a kitchen knife from the kitchen and stood back next to the cart.

Seeing Cang Hai’s movements, everyone stretched their heads one after another.

Canghai was about to cut the melons, and Hu Shijie reached out and patted the very inconspicuous round and small melon on the cart. This melon looks like a watermelon, and it is actually not small in size, almost fifteen or sixteen pounds. It is pretty good to put it like this melon in normal times, but it looks very inconspicuous when it is placed in front of these large long watermelons.

"This melon also grows in the same piece of land?" Hu Shijie asked.

Ping'an replied, "Master, yes, it's grown in a piece of land. The melon you took and this one were still on the same vine."

While talking about Ping'an, he reached out to pat a long melon on the cart.

Cang Hai put the knife on the melon peel and pressed it hard into the melon peel. Although he didn't press it in, he pressed the back of the knife with one hand and used both hands until he took the weight of his entire body before pressing the knife into the melon peel.

"What a solid melon!"

Everyone said when they saw the appearance of Canghai cutting melons.

Ordinary watermelons are cut into a crack and use a knife to break through the direction of force. However, this melon is different. Even if Canghai presses the knife into the melon skin, it will be like cutting into the trunk with a knife. It is not allowed to enter. Even if he wants to remove the knife, he needs some strength to make it happen.

"The skin of this melon is too thick."

Someone in the crowd sighed that thick skin is not a good selling point for a watermelon.

"If such a big melon has a thick skin, it will not have to be broken."

Some people sound a little more reasonable.

Cang Hai had already pulled out the knife at this time, and at the same time signaled everyone to stand outside and stay away from him. He was going to use the knife to cut the knife directly at the knife he had cut, and cut the whole melon open directly.

Seeing that everyone had retreated, Cang Haifeng took a knife and directly cut the cutter on the cut. After the knife was pulled out, everyone saw the red melon soil inside the watermelon. When they saw the cut surface of the melon peel, they were about five or six centimeters thick. Such melon peel was indeed too thick.

Seeing such thick melon skin, the villagers in the village suddenly looked a little unfavorable, because the people who buy watermelons eat melon soil. Who would eat melon skin? Thickness of the melon skin will definitely affect the selling price. People who buy melons are not stupid. Is it cost-effective to buy the same melons with thick skin?

When I saw the melon soil, the villagers who were originally warm in the heart of the big watermelon were now feeling a little calmer.

Canghai didn't know the psychological changes of the villagers. He was concentrating on chopping melons at this time. He Ping'an turned the watermelons and moved them to the place where they didn't cut it, and then started to cut it one by one.

It took about three minutes before the knife edge turned around the melon. As Canghai and Ping'an tried hard, the whole long watermelon was immediately divided into two. Under the green melon skin was a thick white melon skin, and behind the white melon skin was the bright red watermelon soil. Although the watermelon soil was big, there was no sign of bubbles in the melon soil. Not only did there be no trace of bubbles, the bright red melon soil also had a rustling feeling, like countless invisible bright red gems condensed together, especially when the sun shone on the red melon soil, the light passed through some melon soil to form a small brightness.

"This melon meat grows well!"

A group of people around him praised him one after another.

Unexpectedly, cutting a melon was so difficult. Cang Hai said to Ping An and the people around him: "It is not easy to cut this melon on the cart now, so it's better to carry it to the kitchen. I happened to have a bone saw on it, so it's appropriate to use that thing to cut it. It's really a bit sore to cut it with a knife."

"Okay! Just carry the melon over," said Hu Shijie.

Ping An hugged half, Cang Hai hugged half, and the knife in Cang Hai's hand was then transferred to Shi Wei's hand.

The things that cost dozens of kilograms and were smooth and smooth, so I was a little tired when I picked them up. Fortunately, the distance was not long, which was only about ten meters away, so the two of them quickly carried the watermelon to the small table in the kitchen.

Canghai took out a bone saw from under the kitchen cabinet. This thing was used by Western chefs. When Canghai bought it, he really didn't expect to use this thing one day.

The leather hood wrapped around the bone saw was opened, and the bone saw was taken out and washed next to the pool. Then Canghai began to saw the watermelon.

Listen to the name: Bone Saw, you will know what this thing is for. No matter how thick and hard the watermelon skin is, it cannot be harder than the bones. So the bone Saw saw the watermelon was really smooth. Soon half of the watermelon was divided into two pieces by the Canghai. Next, two pieces turned into four pieces, and finally became a fan of watermelon petals.

"Try it, everyone taste it, if it is not enough, wait until I cut it!" Canghai said to everyone.

"This is a seedless melon, and it doesn't have seeds. It doesn't even have that kind of faded small western seeds." Li Liren looked at the watermelon petals on the table and reached out to grab a piece, looked carefully and said.

Nowadays, seedless melons are no longer fresh, but even without seeds, you can see melon seeds that have not developed in the melon soil. However, there are no seeds grown in the melons, just like there are never seeds in this melon.

When Li Licheng said this, everyone immediately looked at the melon in their hands.

Only Ping An didn't think so much. He picked up a petal of watermelon, opened his mouth wide, bit off a large piece of melon soil, and then chewed it in big mouthfuls.

Like Ping An, there is also Tietou. Tietou doesn’t care whether the melon has seeds. He held a piece of melon in his hands and squatted on one side and started gnawing happily.

Seeing Tietou eating so happily, Hutou was very curious. He stood beside Tietou and licked the watermelon in Tietou's hand. After licking it, he seemed to think it tasted good, so he stuck out his tongue and licked it again.

After licking the second mouth, the tiger's head stopped licking it but stretched out its mouth and chewed it on both sides of the watermelon slices.

"Yeah, it's delicious, it's so delicious!"

After taking two or three bites, Ping An reached out and wiped the watermelon juice from the corner of his mouth, and then said to everyone.
Chapter completed!