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Chapter 750 The person who can accept
Since Mrs. Cui was solely responsible for handling the affairs of the small barren mountain, it was almost noon time for a break. Without Murong Lingran's reminder, Mrs. Cui took the initiative to guard them and let them take turns picking them one by one, picking them in front of her. When one is finished, go out immediately, and then the other continues.
She knows how many people there are in each household, and she is determined not to let them pick one more, nor let them pick one less.
When Mrs Cui was alone, Murong Lingran saw that she was also picking according to the number of people in the family, and suddenly brought a small basket to her from behind, "Aunt Cui, take all these, help me to the inside. Grandpa Zheng said hello."
This was picked by herself just now while she was supervising.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWith just a cursory glance, Mrs Cui knew that there were more than 20 in it, and they were even bigger than the ones she picked, so she quickly waved her hands and said, "This is impossible, I have already picked so much, enough to eat, these Keep it for yourself, little master."historical
Fifty cents a pound of gold and precious things, she was afraid that she would lose her fortune and her life if she ate too much.
Murong said: "You're welcome, take it."
At this time, Murong Zong also picked a lot and came over and said, "Uncle Qinghe has been working hard to help us build a house recently. Aran said that these are very nutritious, so he should give it to Grandpa Lizheng and him to replenish the body. The fruit gradually Now that we are familiar, we may become busier and busier in the future, and there are so many things at home, and we have to help you to take care of them."
Cui shi had to take it and said, "Okay, then I would like to thank my little boss, then I will go back first."
"Well, I'll lock it later."
After Mr. Cui left, Murong Lingran turned his head to look at the basket in his elder brother's hand. Seeing that there were quite a few in it, he locked the door and left the small barren mountain.
After returning home, Strawberry also received unanimous praise from the family.
Murong Zhe suddenly worried: "Aran, strawberries are similar to the potatoes you used to sell, they are all things that are not available in the capital, and this color is so bright, I am worried that it may be the same as potatoes, and not many people will accept it at first. "
He is not worried about the sales of loquats and plums in the yard. These are originally available in the capital, and the ones grown by my daughter are just bigger, more beautiful, and taste better.
Only this strawberry has a lot of pockmarks on it. Most of Ye Zhai's customers are rich people. Although Aran said it was seeds, I was afraid that they would mind and it would not be easy to sell at that time.
Murong Lingran smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I have already thought of a way."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"any solution?"
Murong Lingran said with a mysterious look: "Don't worry, you will find out tomorrow. Everyone rest early tonight and see me tomorrow."
The people present looked at each other, knowing that they could not ask the answer, so they could only watch her run away.
Because of the addition of strawberries, loquats and plums, plus longan, cherries, and pears, Zhiye Zhai now sells a total of six kinds of fruits.
At this time, before the opening time, the guys have placed the strawberry shelves in the most conspicuous place at the gate, and there are several baskets next to them for customers to use.
To the left of Zhi Ye Zhai was a round table with a huge oil-paper umbrella in the middle for shade. On the table were three trays of bright red strawberries, a tray of loquats and a tray of plums.
Fortunately, the streets of Minghua Street are wide enough, and a table will not affect the normal walking of pedestrians and carriages, nor will it affect the guests who come to Zhiye Zhai.