The boss had always had an idea in his mind, but he didn't say it. He was afraid that Fang Chen would move the bonsai and what if he didn't come back? He regretted not letting Fang Chen leave his things as collateral. After everyone left, the flower shop owner

When he woke up, he realized that he had been fooled, and then he thought about nothing. It seemed that the boy was just young and impulsive. The bet that he was bound to win made him put these problems behind him, holding a small child in his hand.

Teapot went out for a walk.

When Fang Chen returned home, he slapped his forehead helplessly. It was good to have impulses, but what to do?

"Forget it, let it be, a miracle may happen in two days." Fang Chen carried a bucket to the field of apricot trees.

The big loudspeaker in the village announced the harvest of Xiaoqing apricots, which cost 5 cents per pound.

Fang Chen couldn't help but feel ashamed. He had been selling apricots for a while, and there were still unripe apricots in the field. It was different to have space. He could not tell the time in advance, but he could still taste it.

When I came to the field, I saw a bunch of small apricots hanging on the branches, crowded together and looking uncomfortable. Some of them had grown into weird shapes. I started to pick off the bad ones and the small ones.

Keeping the good-shaped and full-grown ones on the branches is not a relationship of preference in the heart, but leaves a larger space for the apricots to develop. Some branches have seven or eight small apricots, even if the tree is

No matter how good the nutrition is, no matter how much water there is, it cannot support seven or eight apricots to grow. Just like an old sow carries 30 piglets, can the old sow's milk feed 30 piglets? This is basically the truth.

The meaning is just a metaphor to illustrate this problem, it does not need to be taken seriously.

It won't take long for two and a half buckets of small green apricots to be harvested. Some of the tops of the apricot trees have been well lit and are beginning to glow with an attractive yellow skin. It seems that they will be able to fall from the trees in a short time. Fang Chen here is not

There is no ripening agent. After all, ripening agents need to be redeemed with points. The points accumulated in the system have reached 800. When the points reach 1,000, Fang Chen will be useful.

Occasionally, he would use 10 points to exchange for ripening agents to supply vegetables in the yard and backyard, which could support his life. As for the apricots, walnuts and jujubes in the fields, just one or two would be enough, and he would like the rest to ripen naturally.

Except for cherries and apples, which are two of the most popular fruits, some ripening agents will be used every few days. Fang Chen doesn’t know much about the system yet, but one thing is certain. The ripening agents are not hormones or anything like that. They are ripening agents.

The supplement is just a relatively high nutritional value.

Carrying the bucket, he came to the side of the brigade. After the weighing was completed, Fang Chen smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry, I won't sell it anymore."

"Are we not selling it again?"

"I want to go home and cook it."

Fang Chen went home with a bucket. He washed the apricots with water and it was time to make steamed buns. The fermented noodles in the pot were already full. He raised the panel and started making steamed buns.

Soon, the big round steamed buns were ready one by one. Fang Chen felt a little flour on his nose, as if he was a little tabby cat. This was a reward that he was proud of.

Put 16 large steamed buns on the grate, fill a half-sized basin with apricots, cover the pot, and start to light the fire.

For forty minutes, the pot lid was steaming, and the boiling water in the pot made a gurgling sound. Along with the heat, there was a sweet and sour smell. After smelling it, I couldn't help but drool, and I immediately drank it.

Appetite was whetted.

Add some rock sugar to the apricots and steam them until they turn golden color. They are so chewy that one bite will make your teeth sore and make your throat itchy. When you don’t want to eat, take a bite and you will definitely whet your appetite. Why don’t you eat it?

So fragrant.

For lunch, I ate a big steamed bun made by myself, with a small apricot, not to mention how sour and refreshing it was. Fang Chen seemed to have a good appetite, so he ate a big steamed bun.

"It's such a good appetizer." After Fang Chen burped, a thought came to his mind.

He put the last little apricots into the pot, went to the store and bought ten bottles of canned red beans that cost 2 yuan, and then went out to look for Huanhuan's goods. He didn't know where he went on a hot day?

When he found Huanhuan's figure in the pond at the back of the mountain, Fang Chen couldn't help but feel ashamed: "Is this a dog scratching?"

It turned out that Huanhuan was secretly practicing dog paddling in the pond because it was too hot.

Fang Chen squatted by the pond and kept teasing Huanhuan: "Haha, I'm choking on the water. If your companions see this, do you still have the face?"

Huanhuan seemed unhappy and swam to the edge of the pond. After landing on the shore, she suddenly splashed the water on her body towards Fang Chen.

"Don't run away if you have the guts." Fang Chen chased Huanhuan like a drowned rat. If anyone saw Fang Chen's face not red and out of breath, they would definitely be surprised.

"Hey, who dug out the toon seedling?" Fang Chen picked up a toon seedling on the roadside. It looked very withered and would die in a short time. He entered the space and planted the toon seedling into the soil.

After getting some water from the river for irrigation, they continued to chase Huanhuan.

A day passed. At night, Fang Chen sat in the pavilion to enjoy the cool air, eating melon and drinking honeysuckle. The breeze blew, which made him feel very comfortable. He closed his eyes and smelled the fragrance of the yard, feeling relaxed.

The yard was full of flowers and plants, and there were gradually more mosquitoes in summer. Fang Chen was kissed several times on his arm, and he transplanted the mint seedlings from the space to the edge of the pavilion. The mosquitoes would definitely not dare to come near.

The next morning, Fang Chen walked back and forth in the yard with an anxious look on his face. When he entered the space and saw the toon seedling full of vitality, he confidently took out the bonsai from the soil.

, the betting appointment time is set at nine o'clock, there are still two hours left.

"Come, give Huanhuan a hug." Fang Chen seemed to be in a good mood, and secretly picked up Huanhuan who was chewing a melon. This move scared Huanhuan, and the melon in his mouth got stuck in his throat: "

I didn't mean it." Fang Chen ran away after putting down Huanhuan. How could Huanhuan let him go so easily? He held down Fang Chen's slippers with two hooves, and his head suddenly hit the big watermelon swinging in the air. He covered it with his hands.

He flicked the watermelon with his head and said, "It's ripe."

I picked the watermelon, covered the bonsai in a cardboard box and moved them together to the tricycle. I had some breakfast and looked at the time. It was time to set off.

When they arrived at the flower shop, my dear, Fang Chen saw a room full of people: "Hey, everyone has been waiting for a long time. Brother Liu, come and take the watermelon you grew and take it back to taste." Fang Chen saw people standing by the door.

The sitting brother Liu's face was slightly red, and he seemed to be very dissatisfied with the people in the room: "Chenzi, can you grow watermelons?"

"Grow whatever you want to eat for yourself. I forgot when I came here. The vegetables are also ripe. You are welcome to taste them when Brother Liu has time."

The flower shop owner was holding a small teapot and sipping it with a look of contempt on his face. Especially when he saw Fang Chen rolling up his trousers, he snorted coldly from the corner of his mouth: "Stop inking, where is the bonsai?"

Fang Chen smiled easily and looked at the people in the room: "Everyone is here to support me. The bet is written in black and white. For the sake of fairness, please express your opinion."

"What's there to say? I'm willing to admit defeat. Why, are you here to give me money?" the flower shop owner said jokingly.

"Just admit defeat quickly. Here is the bet we made." Some people were anxiously waiting for the results to come out. Fang Chen was a little confused. Brother Liu told him that they were placing bets just now. The bet of 2,000 means you lose. I am not convinced.

, press 2000 and you win.

"Hahaha, Brother Liu, it seems you are going to treat me to dinner." Fang Chen moved the bonsai in. The green pine trees welcomed the guests, and the immortal's drinking posture returned to life, as if it was more real at this moment, making people's eyes

There was a hallucination, and the immortal seemed to have come to the ground, holding a wine gourd in his hand, shaking his body, especially the cracked branch with green water coming out, which was very obvious.

"Is this, is this real?" Some people didn't believe what they saw, thinking that it was just an ornament holding the branches of the welcoming pine with their hands.

"I'm not responsible if it gets damaged." Fang Chen moved the bonsai to the flower shop owner: "Let's inspect the goods."

After the boss finished inspecting the goods, the small teapot in his hand started to tremble: "I give up."

The proof was written in black and white, and the boss didn't want to admit defeat. In the end, he endured the pain and watched Fang Chen take away the flower. In addition, everyone in the room gave 2,000 yuan to everyone who placed bets. After all, it was exactly 30,000 yuan.

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"Chenzi, you deserve this." Liu Hao forced the money to Fang Chen, but Fang Chen refused again and again. This matter has nothing to do with me. Brother Liu, you are the winner. Brother Liu will do nothing. If it weren't for you,

Boy, can we have such a heart-warming scene today?

Fang Chen couldn't resist Liu Hao, so he had no choice but to take advantage of this windfall. He smiled helplessly: "Brother Liu, come to my house for a visit when you have time. I'll treat you with pure green vegetables."

"Okay, it's a deal." Liu Hao still had something to do, so he drove away with the watermelon in his hand.

After installing the flower, he drove away.

"Lao Wang, is the welcoming pine real? Is it a fake?"

"Hey, it's true, Old Sun, have we made a serious mistake?" The flower shop owner watched Fang Chen ride away on a tricycle, his eyes twinkling.

"what is the problem?"

"Don't look down on anyone by their appearance."

Fang Chen was riding a tricycle and felt very happy. He didn't expect to earn extra money. 30,000 yuan was not a small amount for him. In the past, the combined harvest of the fruit trees in the field was only sold for this amount in a year. He realized that

The truth is, rich people are willful.

Passing by a rural credit cooperative, he deposited the money into the bank and went home.

Around ** in the afternoon, after taking a comfortable nap, Fang Chen took out the ten cans and bottles from the refrigerator and pushed a cart of vegetables to set up a stall.

My aunt hasn't come yet, and Fang Xing hasn't been here to set up the stall for some time. Fang Chen smiled to himself. If people are happy, why should he worry about it?

A Buick Business stopped.

"Young man, how do you sell cucumbers?"

"10 yuan."

"So expensive?"

"Grown by myself, pure green vegetables, no pollution, try it." Fang Chen wiped the cucumber with a clean towel and handed it to the man.

After the man ate it, he said in surprise: "Did you really grow it yourself?"

"If you don't believe me, you can come with me to inspect."
Chapter completed!