Cheng Yue picked a few baskets of large watermelons to take away, and taught Old Man Li and others how to choose which ones to pick.
After not staying in the watermelon field for long and picking all the watermelons, Cheng Yue left with Cheng Wen, asking Shanshui to lead everyone to pick a batch of watermelons first.
Xue Hanyu thought it was fun, so she followed Cheng Shun to pick watermelons in the melon field.
"Sister, sister, are we going to sell watermelons today?"
While driving the carriage, Cheng Wen turned his head to look at the baskets of big round watermelons in the carriage.
The look in his eyes clearly expressed that he really wanted to eat it.
Dahua, who was sitting in the carriage, also pursed her lips. She also wanted to eat it. She only ate one piece last night, and the taste was really delicious.
"Well, everyone who orders a set meal today gets one for free. If you want to buy it, just make a note of it. I'll go back to the village after lunch!"
Cheng Yue nodded.
"Sister, can we eat it while we're having dinner?"
Cheng Wen asked again.
"Of course, we'll eat three watermelons in a minute. It'll definitely fill you up, one for each of us!"
Cheng Yue smiled.
"Uncle Cheng, girl, I can't eat that much!"
Dahua was stunned for a moment, then quickly waved her hands and spoke anxiously.
This melon is bigger than her head. Although she wants to eat it, she really can’t eat it!
"Dahua, if you can't finish it, I'll help you! Eat as much as you want, and tell me if you can't finish it!"
Cheng Wen said happily.
Although he looks silly, he is very persistent about eating and has calculations in his mind.
Usually the three of them eat lunch together, and Dahua can only eat two bowls of rice, so in Cheng Wen's opinion, this little girl eats little.
There are three watermelons in total, one for my sister, one for me, and Dahua can eat at most half one.
Hehehe, so happy!
Dahua felt relieved after hearing what Cheng Wen said.
Otherwise, if she were asked to eat a big watermelon, wouldn't she die of overeating?
Cheng Yue had been thinking about one question along the way, which was how to set the selling price of their watermelons.
She had asked Cheng Wu about this when she was planting watermelons. Watermelons were a rare commodity in Da Qi. When they first became available, they were quite expensive, at one or two taels of silver each.
Mainly because of the high shipping costs.
Later, someone in Da Qi grew it, but the fruits were not as many as those in their own fields, and the lowest price was five hundred coins each.
Because of the palm water, the per-acre yield of watermelons grown by their family is not much lower than that of modern times, and this is a phenomenon deliberately created by Cheng Yue.
According to a rough estimate, the yield per mu is at least 4,000 kilograms.
The watermelons they grow can weigh about ten kilograms each, and there are about four hundred fruit-bearing plants per acre of land.
Together with Shanshui, their family planted 600 mu of melons, of which 400 mu were watermelons and 100 mu were cantaloupes and muskmelons.
If it's six hundred acres, then...
Calculating it this way, Cheng Yue felt that whether selling by weight or by piece, it would be a considerable income.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the city gate, he was stopped by Cheng Wu.
Cheng Wu jumped into the car and said, "Brother, Fatty, I'll go to the tavern with you guys and talk about the price of this melon!"
"Even if you didn't come, I would have gone to find you! I did a rough calculation in my mind. No matter how much we sell it, we will make a fortune!"
Cheng Yue was a little excited and drove faster.
"Isn't the purpose of growing melons to make money?"
Cheng Wu said with a smile.
"I want it to be published, I want it to be published, good, good, I want it to be published!"
Cheng Wen happily agreed with his younger brothers and sisters.
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