Xu Fuqiang stared at the freshly fried vegetables in the pot. These were the Chinese cabbages grown by Qingzhi. They were picked today and tasted even better.

Wouldn't that be more expensive?

Xu Fuqiang immediately shook his head. Two hundred yuan a pound is already a sky-high price! He took the phone and said, "Aunt San, the vegetables I planted are gone. Qingzhi planted some vegetables of all kinds. I will pick some and send some to you tomorrow. As for selling it, I still have to ask Qingzhi's opinion."

Xu Qingzhi came out of the room smelling the aroma of food, "Dad, what do you want to ask me?"

"Your third aunt said that several of her grandson's classmates want to buy vegetables from our family. The vegetables that Dad planted are gone, so I want to ask if the ones you planted can be sold?"

"If you want to sell it, just sell it. I grow a lot anyway, and we can't eat it all." Xu Qingzhi shrugged. Anyway, her goal was to nourish her parents' health. As long as they didn't sell it all and had enough to eat, it would be fine.

The third aunt over there wondered, "When did Qingzhi learn to grow vegetables?"

When Xu Fuqiang heard this, he started to praise her with a smile: "Now all the vegetables in our house are grown by Qingzhi. Third Aunt, don't look at her because she is a girl. She is better at hoeing the land than I am. The cabbages she grows are green and white, very tender, crisp and refreshing to eat, and have a sweet taste like mountain spring water. They are a hundred times more delicious than the vegetables I grow."

"Then I'll definitely have a good taste of the vegetables grown by our Qingzhi family. So, I'll ask Zhiming to contact those parents first to see how much they want, and I'll let you know when I find out."

"Okay, Third Aunt."

"Let's eat, then let's not talk about it for now."

"good."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Yanmei still couldn't believe it. She thought it might just be a rich man who spoke too quickly. She didn't take it too seriously and served the fried bok choy out.

Here, Xu Qingzhi served the rice and put down the chopsticks, and the family began to eat.

Grandma Chen Xiaoqing went home today to clean the house. Grandpa's health condition has stabilized and he will be discharged from the hospital soon, so there are only three of us having dinner today.

A plate of Chinese cabbage, a plate of water spinach, and a plate of mouth-watering chicken and fried pork with peppers.

Xu Fuqiang felt happy when he thought about the price of '200 yuan per catty'. He poured himself a glass of wine and tasted the cabbage.

"It's really strange. Ever since Qingzhi came back, the vegetables in our house have become more and more delicious, especially the vegetables grown by Qingzhi. They are all very delicious. The ones I grow are not as good as expected. The vegetables grown by Qingzhi are definitely worth two hundred yuan per kilogram."

"Our village is full of beautiful mountains and clear waters, and you never use chemical fertilizers or pesticides when growing vegetables, so how can the vegetables not taste good? As for me, I am just a person who plants trees for the benefit of future generations, just scattering seeds on the ground casually, and I still have to rely on the good foundation laid by my father." Xu Qingzhi smiled.

After she came back from the world of immortal cultivation, she had no intention of selling vegetables. She just wanted to grow vegetables to take care of the elderly, so that she could eat better and her parents could be healthier.

But if her father wants to sell it, then let him sell it. It’s enough for food anyway.

According to her parents' attitude towards her, she just needs to be happy.

As for the price, this vegetable with rich spiritual energy is a good deal if you buy it for 200 yuan per pound.

"If it can really be 200 yuan per pound, we can make a lot of money just from these vegetables. When we make money, we will pay off our debts first, and then buy a car..." Xu Fuqiang drank a little wine and imagined the future.

Wang Yanmei picked up a piece of chicken and put it in his bowl. "Eat your food. They may just say it casually. Just pick some for Auntie San tomorrow and send it to her. You have to be crazy to spend 200 yuan on a pound of vegetables."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Yanmei's phone rang.

The excited voice of the third aunt came out of the receiver: "Yanmei, it's settled. Six families want it. I want to try two kilograms first. Just put a little cucumber and a little tomato. It's 200 yuan per kilogram. Rich people are straightforward in this regard. Just let someone transfer all the money to me. I want five kilograms. Whatever vegetables you have, give me. Oh, and don't forget to give me some of the pakchoy that Qingzhi planted. I've transferred the money to you via WeChat."

"Aunt San, you don't have to give me money."

"I'll give it to you, Yanmei. I'm not going to say any more. I'm going to play cards."

After the call ended, Wang Yanmei clicked into WeChat and saw a transfer of 3,400 to be received. She was stunned.

Wang Yanmei was shocked: "There are people who buy vegetables for 200 yuan per kilogram."

Xu Fuqiang looked at her, "What did Third Aunt say?"

Wang Yanmei showed the transfer page to Xu Fuqiang, "There are six households that want to buy vegetables, tomatoes and cucumbers. Third Aunt asked for five kilograms, pick some for each, and calculate it at 200 yuan per kilogram. The money has been transferred."

"Then let's go back and pick vegetables this afternoon!" Xu Fuqiang stopped drinking, thinking that drinking would delay his work. He ate three bowls of rice and was full of energy.

"Why don't you return this money from my third aunt? It would be a joke to charge money for a relative like you. These vegetables are not worth much." Wang Yanmei said.

"Keep them, Mom." Xu Qingzhi knew that the vegetables she grew were good for the body, but her mother didn't know, so she always thought the vegetables were not worth the money. She said slowly, "My cousin likes our vegetables. If you don't charge, Third Aunt will be embarrassed to ask for money later. Just treat it as a normal vegetable sale, so that people can eat without burden. Just pack more vegetables for Third Aunt."

"That's fine." Wang Yanmei thought it made sense, but when she lowered her head to look at the food in the bowl, her mind was filled with the price of two hundred yuan per pound. They had spent nearly a hundred yuan on this meal, and she suddenly felt a little painful.

On second thought, apart from my third aunt's family, the others were probably just rich people who wanted to try something new and only eat it this once.

Eat, eat the way you should eat.

Wang Yanmei took a bite of the fried pork with peppers and found that the peppers tasted better than the meat.

(End of this chapter)