Taoyuan Mountain Village

Chapter 8 High-priced oranges

When Jiang Xiaoye opened his eyes, the tip of his nose smelled a refreshing fragrance, rushing to his face.

The orange trees on the branches that have been drenched by the small cloth rain technique have grown to the size of a fist. Is this mature?

He picked off an orange and peeled off the skin. The fragrance suddenly became more intense. Huang Cancan's flesh was very attractive. After taking a bite, Jiang Xiaoye was stunned.

"Damn, this orange is going to heaven?"

It's not a brag, Jiang Xiaoye lived such a big life, and had never eaten such a delicious orange. If this orange is brought to the market, it will definitely sell well.

After taking a break, I continued to use the small cloth rain technique to start irrigation.

Several orange trees can be irrigated in one rain, and a dozen or so trees can be irrigated after several times. The oranges that had been soaked in spiritual rain had almost undergone metamorphosis.

Jiang Xiaoye stopped and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Although his energy was consumed greatly, he couldn't help but think about the dozens of orange trees exuding vitality and the plump oranges hanging on their branches. Have to laugh.

"Generally, oranges are only on the market on a large scale after August. Now most oranges are sold in greenhouses, at least five or six yuan per catty."

Jiang Xiaoye calculated the price, and his heart was hot.

Ready to sell oranges!

Jiang Xiaoye ran home in a smoke, found two big bamboo baskets, pushed the farmhouse trolley and went up the mountain.

"Xiao Hei, get out of here!"

There were still dozens of meters away from the orchard, Jiang Xiaoye saw from a distance, Xiao Hei jumped high in place, bit an orange, and tore it from the branch.

The posture is quite skilled, like a dolphin jumping out of the water in an aquarium.

Xiao Hei, who had eaten more than a dozen oranges, was suddenly horrified and fled awkwardly with his tail clipped.

Jiang Xiaoye walked over quickly and saw the bitten scum and a torn orange branch. He cursed angrily: "Xiao Hei, what oranges does your dog eat?"

These are all kinds of dogs. The radishes grown at home are often gnawed out, the tomatoes in the vegetable garden are not spared, and even the Chinese cabbage is gnawed secretly. Now it is even more powerful. Learn to jump high enough to eat oranges.

It was still early, and Jiang Xiaoye began to pick the oranges. The plump and bright oranges filled two bamboo baskets.

Checking the time, it was too late to catch the morning market in the city.

"Get out!" Jiang Xiaoye, who was pushing the cart all the way home, yelled at Xiao Hei, and Xiao Hei who was about to lean in stopped talking.

"Xiao Ye, why are you going?" Jiang Yunshan was washing up when he saw his son hurriedly asked.

"Go to the down town, I'll go first!"

Jiang Xiaoye drove the second-hand van out of the yard, and a basket of more than two hundred catties of oranges was loaded directly into the truck.

"Bow!" Xiao Hei stretched his head from the back seat, blinking his eyes with excitement.

"Damn, when did your dog come up, be honest with me in the back!"

Jiang Xiaoye's face turned dark. He didn't expect that Xiao Hei would not know when he ran up and wanted to drive off, but when he thought that he would be harmed if he was not at home, he didn't drive him down.

Xiao Hei honestly squatted behind, tilting his head and looking at the scenery outside.

Yushan Village was forty or fifty miles away from Jiangcheng. It was already seven o'clock in the city. Jiang Xiaoye came to the morning market near the farmers market by car. The morning market was crowded with people and it was very lively.

I found a fruit-selling area. There are already many fruit vendors in it, including apples, bananas, peaches, dragon fruit, watermelon and so on.

Only a few oranges were sold, and the oranges in those stalls were all green and small, and they were obviously the first stubble in the orchard, sold fresh.

After finally finding an open space and drove the van in, Jiang Xiaoye opened the car door and moved two baskets of oranges down.

"Bow!"

Xiao Hei also wanted to come down to join in the fun, but was stopped by Jiang Xiaoye's look.

A hawker selling oranges nearby took a look and found that the oranges in Jiang Xiaoye's bamboo baskets were much better than the oranges he sold, and he became a little angry: "There are people here! You are not allowed to sell them here!"

"Really? I'll sell it here, what can you do?"

Jiang Xiaoye knew the evil habits of these vendors and liked to bully strangers.

Because the morning market is a measure to benefit the people, it is not a regular business area, nor will it allocate fixed booths or anything. Whoever occupies the land will operate it. At this time, it is inevitable that there will be restless hawkers who want to crowd out their peers, and even some Stubborn crops can bully the market.

However, now that he has cultivated the Evergreen Art of the Mountain God, and has become a master of martial arts, Jiang Xiaoye is so fascinating that he is not afraid of these guys at all. He picked up another bamboo basket and looked at the hawker provocatively.

When the hawker looked at it, he fell into a sigh of relief. The big basket of oranges looked at least two hundred catties. The young man in front of him hugged it so easily, so fiercely?

And this guy speaks in a straightforward tone, so I can't afford it!

The hawker stopped talking decisively.

Jiang Xiaoye glanced at several orange stalls, one of which was priced at 10 yuan in paper shells.

Then this broken orange still sells for 10 yuan? Is the price of 15 yuan for the oranges irrigated by my own spiritual rain a bit less?

"Jiang Xiaoye?"

A slightly proud and mean voice sounded, and the voice was somewhat familiar. Jiang Xiaoye looked up and saw a tall woman in a **** dress, a **** silk dress and a big wave standing in front of him.

"Song Jiajia!" Jiang Xiaoye cursed secretly.

Song Jiajia was an ex-girlfriend from his previous university. In fact, he can't be regarded as a standard ex-girlfriend, but just as soon as he agreed to date, Chen Hang, a rich second-generation in the same class, used money to dig into the wall. It's nothing more than turning back. After that, I didn't forget to belittle Jiang Xiaoye so much that Jiang Xiaoye was disgusted when he saw her!

At this moment, there is a young man standing next to Song Jiajia, wearing a Versace suit, a brand-name suit, combing his greasy head, and his nostrils are almost upturned. It is Chen Hang.

"Haha, Jiang Xiaoye, are you too unpromising? Are you really going home to farm?"

Seeing Jiang Xiaoye, Chen Hang did not hide the contemptuous look on his face, grabbed Song Jiajia’s waistline, and said arrogantly: "If there is really no way out, you might as well take refuge in me. Classmates from the land, it's a bit embarrassing to say it out."

"Haha." Jiang Xiaoye was too lazy to raise his eyelids.

Song Jiajia next to him did not see the humble mood of Zhongjiang Xiaoye. Instead, the two of them were ignored. They suddenly said in a bitter voice: "Chen Hang is now the manager of the Blue City Group, with a monthly salary of more than 100,000 yuan. You arrange a job and it is 10,000 times stronger than a farmer!"

"Yes, our company is looking for security and cleaning. Although the quota is limited, if you are willing, I can take you. Three thousand and four thousand a month, although it is not enough for my meal, but for your family, it should be enough. It’s been a year."

The corner of Chen Hang's mouth was filled with sneer.

At the college gathering, Chen Hang prescribed medicine to a goddess, but Jiang Xiaoye broke it and fought with him. This matter was raging throughout the school and kept him from raising his head. Naturally, Chen Hang hated Jiang Xiaoye very much and stumbled everywhere.

Seeing that Jiang Xiaoye still had a plain face, Chen Hang couldn't help being angry. A poor turtle even dared to provoke himself.

"By the way, your previous job was fired for no reason, because it was my dad's friend's company, just a few words can make you unemployed, no surprises, hahaha!"

"Sure enough it is you."

Jiang Xiaoye was fired too inexplicably. The manager who fired him said that he had offended people. Jiang Xiaoye also had speculations.

But I think it wasn't because of Chen Hang, I'm afraid I can't get the inheritance of the mountain **** now. Jiang Xiaoye suddenly felt, do he still want to thank Chen Hang?

"It's me! Haha, I just want you to know that Chen Hang has no good end to offend me!"

Chen Hang laughed triumphantly, glanced at the orange stall, and said with disdain: "Song Jiajia, look at our old classmates, don't you have a hard time, do you want to buy all the oranges back?"

Song Jiajia also giggled, and the whole body was attached to Chen Hang, and she said in a greasy tone: "Oh, my dear, should you give me some charity? This orange won't cost you a lot of money, or I will send one Circle of friends?"

With that, he started to work out the phone.

Jiang Xiaoye cursed secretly.

The shameless couple clearly wanted to humiliate themselves in the circle of friends.

Although I don't feel ashamed of being a farmer and selling oranges, I can't let them get rid of it.

So Jiang Xiaoye quickly took out his mobile phone and took a few pictures. Even Chen Hang and Song Jiajia took them in. They also selected ugly color settings and shooting angles, which made them look ugly.

Send decisively to Moments!

Hand speed for more than 20 years is not covered-

"Sell some oranges in the morning. I met Chen Hang and Song Jiajia. Chen Hang said that he had an annual salary of 10 million yuan. I really envied him! Such a rich man with an annual salary of tens of millions came here early in the morning to bargain for pickles, frugal!"

As soon as the Moments posted, Jiang Xiaoye took back the phone, right!

"Come on, Jiang Xiaoye, bring me five catties of oranges, and I don't have to look for the remaining money!"

Chen Hang drew a red banknote from his wallet and flicked it neatly. The banknote fell on the orange.

He was full of mockery, waiting for Jiang Xiaoye to pick it up, and by the way reminded Song Jiajia to take pictures of Jiang Xiaoye's ugly manner of picking up money.

But never expected.

"You two have never eaten any good quality oranges. You want to buy me five catties of oranges for just 100 yuan? If you are poor, just tell me, I'll send you oranges to eat. Come, come and get the money. Go, these two oranges are given to you for free."

Jiang Xiaoye waved his hand, palm wind swept the banknotes to the ground, picked up two oranges with a look of disgust, and stuffed them into Chen Hang's hands.

He glanced at them pityingly, and said: "My orange is fifty yuan a catty. It's a bit expensive. If you don't have money, don't swell your face and fill it with fat. Let's eat it. It's really pitiful."

Haha, five catties of oranges for one hundred yuan, don't you have to look for money? Can my oranges be so cheap?

Jiang Xiaoye sneered: "Go around, don't disturb my business."

Chen Hang, who had received the two oranges, looked overwhelmed.

After a few seconds, the reaction came and the black line crawled all over his forehead.

Why did he pick it up so smoothly?

Especially when he saw a few lively hawkers nearby laughing, he said angrily: "Laugh at you, Jiang Xiaoye, are you crazy? Just sell this broken orange for fifty yuan a catty?"

The orange was smashed to the ground and stepped on it.