agricultural doctor

Chapter 145
One penny a penny, Zhou Yunzhu's eyes lit up!
Such a large piece of wax gourd is full of fruits, and if they are all picked, there may be more than a hundred of them.

Even if she and Yeran share half, she can still get fifty or sixty. If it is exchanged for money, it will be worth dozens of Wen. Picking this thing takes no effort, and it is much faster than herbs.

This is simply a good thing to lose money from the sky!

Ye Ran said that it could be used as medicine, Zhou Yunzhu believed it, and rushed to the vine, using both hands, pulled two of them and threw them into the basket.

"Don't worry, such a large area, you can still run!"

Seeing her fear of being robbed by others, Ye Ran couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled: "I said one penny is the price of buying the poop melons sent by the villagers. Based on your friendship with me, I will sell it for you by the way. , I will charge you a price of two pennies..."

Two cents?
I can pick 100 poop melons at this moment. Is this going to earn more than [-] pennies?

Zhou Yunzhu was taken aback. She was very happy, but she shook her head and refused: "This is not going to work. You can take as much as you can from the villagers. Ranniang, you have to earn some travel expenses for helping sell herbs! You are enough for me!" Well, I can no longer be greedy for your cheap."

So many people came to her house to deliver herbs, and only Zhou Yunzhu would understand her.

Worried about whether she can earn travel expenses?
To be honest, selling those houttuynia cordata and plantain grass really only earned some travel expenses.

It's just that the houttuynia cordata and plantain grass were dug up by the villagers, and most of the valuable herbs were sent at this time. In the future, not only the travel expenses can be earned back, but the business is actually a steady profit.

"Can you compare with others? What kind of friendship do we have?"

Ye Ran picked a feces wax gourd and threw it into the medicine basket, and gave her a white look: "I said that if I give you two pennies, it's two pennies. Don't talk about it, it's settled like this."

"Ranniang..."

Zhou Yunzhu's eyes were a little red and swollen, and he continued to pick the wax gourd, not knowing what to say for a while.

I just happened to grab a yellow ripe melon in my hand, and seeing the liquid in it overflowing, I threw it down the slope in disgust: "It's rotten, I can't have this."

Yeran wanted to persuade her not to lose it, but it was too late.

I could only run downhill, picked up the smashed melon, pulled a piece of broad leaf and wrapped it carefully.

Zhou Yunzhu asked curiously: "Then you throw it away when it's rotten, what do you pick it for?"

"Make seeds! The sacs are dried and the seeds are taken out, and they will be planted on the back slope of my house in the spring of next year..."

Zhou Zecheng didn't spread the news about Yeran's purchase of land. Aunt Wu lived in a remote place, and the people who came to measure the slope moved quickly, so no one in the village knew that Yeran had bought the back slope of Aunt Wu's house.

Zhou Yunzhu didn't know about it either, feces and wax gourds are so easy to live, but when Yeran wanted to throw the seeds back, he thought it was a good idea, so he didn't ask again.

"Mother, mother, I picked a lot of raspberries..."

Zhou Yunzhu was so focused on picking poop melons that he forgot about his son Shitou.

Seeing Shitou running far away from the other side of the tea mountain, he waved to Shitou: "Come and help mother and your aunt Ran pick shit melons, run slowly, don't fall."

The old man of Lu's family hurt Shitou like a sweetheart. Since Lu Jun was paralyzed in bed, Shitou was left alone and became the king of children in the village.

Taking my playmates to run around on the mountain, river, beach and field stalks, it looks like something wild.

He is used to running in Chashan, can he fall?
While running, Shitou blamed her mother for worrying, suddenly a sharp pain in his foot, and he fell down in the mud with a clatter.

(End of this chapter)