"Uncle, are these watermelons you grew?"
"Yes, I'll go pick one, you guys can try it."
Uncle Li is very proud; the watermelons they grow are absolutely the best.
Uncle Li picked out a big one, which must have weighed more than eight pounds.
"Let's go over there and eat watermelon, it's so sweet."
With a snap, the watermelon was cut in half, and the juice flowed out.
Wu Daren and his colleagues felt that this watermelon might not have the same ancestor as the watermelons in their Northwest.
The clerk's eyes lit up; such watermelons could definitely be traded for many horses, furs, cattle, and sheep.
Nomadic peoples eat meat year-round and have relatively little fruit.
Wu Daren was also excited. In the Northwest, there were frictions and trade relations with various tribes and neighboring countries. This watermelon definitely had an advantage.
This trip was worthwhile.
After finishing reading the watermelon, Wu Daren and the others returned to the academy to see the headmaster.
"Sir, watermelons are definitely a good thing. If they could grow this big in the Northwest, they could solve a lot of problems."
"Yes, our horses are not as good as those of the other tribes. With these watermelons, we can trade them for horses, cattle, sheep, and furs."
The clerks were also excited, as they imagined herds of horses, cattle, and sheep were approaching them.
"As long as it's useful, that's fine. Just keep it to yourselves and don't leak the information."
The watermelon planting season is over. Go back and prepare to try again next year.
"Understood, sir. The general also instructed us to keep it a secret."
"Sir, we have absolutely no idea how to do the preliminary preparations!"
Master Wu frowned. The watermelons in their Northwest region are all wild and no one takes care of them.
"I'll ask Zhonglin about this later. Just wait for my reply."
The headmaster knew that Zhonglin's wife probably had other ideas.
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