Leng Yuhu heard the movement and looked up and saw Lin Tao coming in. He smiled and stood up and greeted: "Xiao Tao is here, come in, come in, come, eat a piece of melon!"

Lin Tao walked in, casually found a piece of wood and pulled it to the opposite side of Leng Yuhu, picked up a piece of cut melon and put it in his mouth and asked, "Is it planted at home?"

"Plant a little in the vegetable field." Leng Yuhu pointed to the yard in front.

The village started planning homesteads since the year before yesterday. The original two settlements were combined into one. The village is now planning very neatly. Each house has a unified homestead with a yard of one acre of land. There are three neat rows in the entire village. Lin Tao remembers that later generations once found his home in an electronic map, and even saw the corn drying in the yard, which is very good.

Now every family has a large yard. Most people grow vegetables, some grow crops such as corn, and some grow melons like Leng Yuhu's home.

"Yeah, it's not bad." After eating a piece, Lin Tao wiped his mouth and asked, "Is this drying melon? Why don't you wait for the melon to ripen thoroughly?"

"It's already ripe!" Leng Yuhu originally wanted to talk to Lin Tao, but he didn't expect Lin Tao to ask suddenly, which made him stunned. "You said it tastes very good! It's not worse than the ones sold outside, and some are much sweeter!"

"The cantaloupe melons sold are mostly picked after 70% or 80% familiar. Otherwise, it will be difficult to put them on." Lin Tao stood up and walked to the edge of the yard. He looked at the melons planted inside through the half-human-high brick wall and said, "Let's eat it ourselves, it's better to eat it when it's cooked."

After saying that, Lin Tao walked directly into the melon field, looked left and right, and from time to time he bent down and patted the ripe Hami melon. He quickly picked up one and handed it to Leng Yuhu who was following him and said, "Looking at this, this must be ripe."

"How are you sure?" Leng Yuhu took Gua and asked, "Can you still teach this when you go to school?"

"Have you heard of the ripe melon stems?" Lin Tao smiled and said, "This word is used on melons." Here, the cantaloupe is commonly known as melons. "If you touch the melon gently, the melon will separate from the melon stems. The one you just cut just now is still on the melon, which is obviously unripe. This cantaloupe is not ripe when it is big!"

Leng Yuhu was half-believing and half-doubted. He and Lin Tao returned to the yard, picked up a kitchen knife and cut the melon, handed a piece to Lin Tao, and cut a piece himself and tasted it. His eyes lit up: "It's true! This melon is sweeter than the one just now!"

"Apart from the melon planters, they are VIPs in the State Guesthouse in Beijing. I'm afraid not many people can eat the truly ripe melons." Lin Tao smiled. This principle is the same everywhere. If you want to transport the fruits from a long distance, it is unlikely to load the ripe ones into the vehicle, otherwise they will be broken halfway.

"You said that people in the State Guesthouse also eat Hami melons?" Leng Yuhu became interested suddenly.

Lin Tao smiled and said, "Hami melons were once a must-have fruit in the State Guesthouse. Going there," Lin Tao pointed to the northeast, "There is a place where the territory of the Corps is located, which is about a hundred kilometers away from us. There is a company of the Corps that planted the first melons specifically for the State Guesthouse. The specifications are very strict. If they grow a season of Hami melons, the first melons will make a lot of money. The remaining two and three melons can be sold, and if they cannot be sold, they will be thrown away."

"Good!" Leng Yuhu couldn't help but twitch: "It's really a waste!"

"You have to be interested. You can drive a tractor to pull a car, which will definitely not exceed one hundred yuan." Lin Tao said with a smile.

This is actually caused by information asymmetry. Although it is only less than a hundred kilometers away, not many people here really go out frequently. The Chinese people have a strong rural concept, but they also inevitably have a natural sense of fear towards the outside world. In ancient times, closure was naturally easy to manage, but for modern people, closure means backwardness.

"Really, fake?" Leng Yuhu was really interested. "If this is the case, it would be worth it to come to Lagua to sell! A car can be two or three tons. If you calculate this, one kilogram is less than a cent!"

"But just like this, when you arrive in a city like Chang'an, it costs one dollar per dollar!" Lin Tao began his trick of fooling around, "Cut a cantaloupe at least seven or eight yuan, do you think... the fruit kiwi fruit over there is sold for one dollar per kilogram locally, that is, two dollars per kilogram. When we come here, it is Dihua, the provincial capital last year, which was thirty dollars per kilogram..."

"So expensive?" Leng Yuhu opened his mouth completely. He really didn't know the information Lin Tao said, and he had no chance to understand it.

This is a fact. Lin Tao experienced it in his previous life, but when he experienced it, he just sighed and didn't feel anything. But now thinking about it, if you have a little business awareness, you can earn much more than digging food in the soil.

Think about it, those who carried large bags of raisins and went south to Guangzhou with naan on their backs and finally came back with a bag of money on their backs can only say that things are done by man. Only by doing them can you realize that some things are actually just a matter of thinking.

Lin Tao ate another piece of melon, wiped his hands and stood up and said, "You will know if you have the opportunity to go out and have a look. In fact, it is still easy to make money. Just change your thinking."

Seeing that Lin Tao was about to leave, Leng Yuhu said, "Xiao Tao, have you made a bet with that guy Zhuang Cheng? He hasn't said good things about you in the village these two days... You have to be careful."

"Don't worry, nothing big is going to happen." Lin Tao smiled: "He just laughed at me for having no money and boasting about buying harvests. In fact, it's not like he said. Tomorrow, I'll probably take the money to Uncle Lao Zhuang's house. If you have any ideas, you can tell me. I know people on the railway, but I dare not say anything about the car. It's not a problem to bring a few sacks or something."

He forced Lin Tao to give a "tree" cantaloupe. After Leng Yuhu sent Lin Tao away, he sat on the bench, but he had no idea of ​​working. His mind was full of Lin Tao's words just now.

Cut a cantaloupe for eight pieces, one dollar per dollar... Two melons in the field are pulled, and one car is less than one hundred yuan... You can bring a few sacks over... What kind of kiwi fruits there are sold for more than thirty yuan per kilogram here...

This information made Leng Yuhu's brain keep getting hot. Should he try it?

You know, the per capita income in the village is only a few thousand yuan now, which is already very strong in the province. But in fact, there is not much spare money that can be used to spend.

If you really want to make more money, who doesn’t want to?

Leng Yuhu didn't think anything about Lin Tao, who was two years younger than him, but now he suddenly realized that Lin Tao seemed to have matured a lot at once. It was obvious that he was older than him, so why did he feel like an elder?
Chapter completed!