There is a lot of rain this year, and the fruit quality has declined overall compared to previous years. The taste of the spiritual apples is particularly amazing by their peers.

The visitor stared at the remaining slices of apples on the baby's hand, and smacked his lips with unsatisfactory desire. He couldn't bargain and was really greedy, so he had to buy three pounds of Marshal Huang, who was two yuan higher than the market price. As soon as the hole was opened, the others surrounded him one after another.

Baby Pu Lu is responsible for shouting to pedestrians, Baby Jue is responsible for providing tastings that one person will never exceed the price. Two small dumplings are selling apples at the stall, and politely selling them to others in a milky and sweet voice. The old men and women who came to the morning market to buy vegetables were so cute that they were so cute that they were so cute that they were consumed. The three big cardboard boxes of apples were unknowingly consumed, and they also sold a lot of vegetables and eggs.

Before coming, Ye Chen was worried that he would not sell it all, but when he was about to close the stall, he was so clean that there were only a handful of green onions left. Ye Chen took out a handful of messy banknotes from his pocket, scraped them flat and folded them together according to the face value, and counted them, and a total of 1,400 yuan.

"Huh--" Ye Chen took a deep breath, holding the money in his hand too tightly, and he was a little shaking.

It has been a long time since he has had so much disposable funds in one go.

After losing poverty overnight, he thought about various channels to make money, but it was not very practical.

The most reliable one is to save some money to grow and sell some precious flowers. If the orchids are well raised, they can be sold in a pot of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, and the money will be made quickly.

But orchids are not as good as consumables like vegetables and fruits. The buyer will continue to raise them when he returns. He uses the power of Shennong's bloodline to raise them beautifully. After mortals buy them at high prices, they keep them worse day by day. This is no different from fraud.

So in the end, Ye Chen chose to work steadily facing the loess and facing the world.

And the 1,400 yuan he has in his hands proves that farming honestly has a promising future!

Ye Chen took the money with pleasure and stuffed a small bag of reserved spiritual apples to the cheerful sister who had been helping him to bring goods. He took two boxes of forty small chicks from her and made another hundred with great wealth. Ye Chen calculated a small account. A small chick was only 2.5 yuan, and his old hen had a lot of eggs and was stable. The value of eggs created during the incubation of eggs can completely offset the cost of purchasing small chicks. Therefore, the most cost-saving way to expand the scale of raising chickens is to purchase large quantities of small chicks without hatching them.

After picking up the chick seedlings, Ye Chen purchased a bag of rice and a box of noodles to feed the baby, and then bought a bag of millet and a bag of corn noodles to feed the chicken. When passing by a stall selling bulk candy, he generously bought three kilograms of assorted candy, including fruit candy, chocolate, and fudge... The baby and Pulu were so happy that they rubbed their faces straight, and the atmosphere was as happy as the New Year.

A wave of fat! Suddenly, the wealthy little peasant brother, who had a wealthy family, whistled and rode a small three-wheeled dud and dud and dud and dud and dud and dud and dud.

...

After selling apples in the morning market, Ye Chen routinely changed into a decent dress and went out. After coming to the set, his first thing was to find Shen Mofeng.

In the morning, he spent some time training forty chickens in the yard. He was afraid that he would not smell the smell of chicken shit on his body, so he cherished the windbreaker and dusted a little men's perfume just in case. As he walked, his body exuded the smell of amber and cedar.

This is the first time he wore the windbreaker on him this year. He bought it for more than 20,000 yuan at that time. The lines were cut with a kind of ascetic coldness. His waist was tightly tied so thin that it was easy to cause danger. A luxury dark scarf set off the porcelain white face, which made him exude a gorgeous and fragile temperament, like a little prince. He just held a bulging plastic bag of fruit and knocked on the door of the lounge and said, "Brother Shen, I'll give you some fruit."

The silent wind raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Chen, who looked exquisite and beautiful, and swept over the apple or pear mixed in a cheap plastic bag. A hint of horror and amusement flashed instinctively, but his tone was gentlemanly without any trace: "Thank you, let's put it here."

Ye Chen put the plastic bag on the table beside Shen Mofeng, and shamelessly asked, "Can you... guarantee that you can eat it yourself? Don't share it with others."

Chen Silent Feng raised his eyelids slightly: "Please?"

Ye Chen knew that such a bag of small broken fruits was definitely too lazy to taste them. He probably stuffed them to his assistant at will, but he could not say that the lung clearing effect of these pears is a world of difference from ordinary pears. So Ye Chen had to bring out the words of the fans he had thought about before, pursed his lips, and said in a humble tone: "The apple tree and pear tree are planted by myself. I finally bear fruit. I want you to eat them alone. Don't give them to others... okay?"

"..." Chen Sifeng's heart suddenly softened. He looked at him quietly for a moment before saying, "Okay."

"You eat one or two pears a day," he finally gave some favors to the silent wind. Ye Chen's eyes suddenly lit up. "It's really effective to clear the lungs and relieve coughs. I know you don't believe it. You will know if you insist on eating it for a few days. This kind of pear is not the same as ordinary pears." said the little liar Ye, carefully repairing the logical problem in the big lie. "This is the special sapling that was specially transported from abroad."

It was specially transported from Shitou Village, Daluzi Township, Hongyan County..........

Chen Wenfeng took a deep breath and said warmly: "Okay." He paused and couldn't help asking curiously, "It's the beginning of winter... Why did the pear bear fruit just now?"

"I have a greenhouse at home," Ye Chen simply tore the lie to the sky. Anyway, Chen Mofeng couldn't go to his house for inspection. He could just say whatever he could fulfill his lies, "It will take several months to get the result."

Ye Chen thought about it and said that there was a greenhouse at home was not a bragging thing. He didn’t have a greenhouse at home. He—there was a world at home, and saying that the greenhouse was so petty...

Chen Sifeng laughed: "So professional?"

It was the first time he had seen someone grow up to this kind of fruit tree. He was airlifted saplings and built a warm room. The average price was more than 200,000 yuan per square meter, so he let the young master grow a room of apples and pears... The silent wind endured the pain of his abdominal muscles, and hurriedly pulled out a cigarette and bit it in his mouth to hide his smile.

Ye Chen insisted on his characterization unwaveringly: "No, it's just interests and hobbies."

The silent wind pondered for a moment and accepted this setting.

He has seen many strange things in the circle of the Second Generation Ancestor. He has a bunch of urging young masters, all kinds of quirks. He has carefully calculated that he likes to plant trees and vegetables and can't even get the top 10 of curiosity hunting. Moreover, Young Master Ye's hobby is not only green and healthy, but also...

The silent wind blew Ye Chen at a glance and bit his cigarette mouth and smiled muffled.

...It's quite cute.

"Don't worry," Chen Mofeng picked up the bag of fruit, got up and walked around the lounge for two times, as if he wanted to find a place to hide it, "I'll eat it myself, and I won't give it to anyone else."

Ye Chen felt relieved and walked out of the lounge to put on makeup.

As soon as he left, Xiao He walked in. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Mr. Shen standing in the middle of the lounge, carrying a bag of apples and pears, where to put them.

Xiao He subconsciously stretched out his hand to Chen Mofeng: "Brother Chen, give it to me..." I let it go.

Unexpectedly, Chen Sifeng frowned slightly and said, "I'm going to give it to me."

I also reread my word.

Xiao He: "..."

Xiao He Youyou said: "I mean I'll put the car in for you?"

Chen Mofeng took out a pear from his bag and handed the rest to Xiao He: "Put it in the car."

Xiao He took the bag, Chen Mofeng smiled and stared at the pear in his hand for a while.

Xiao He turned around and went out with the fruit: "..."

Could this be the legendary "I have been single for too long, and I have double eyelids when I see a big duck pear?"

Half an hour later, Ye Chen, who was styling while browsing Weibo, suddenly became crazy by commenting without warning.

Ye Chen was confused and clicked on a comment. It was Chen Mofeng’s latest Weibo more than ten minutes ago. The photo was a big yellow pear with the text: "You will never guess who planted this pear himself."

There are all kinds of hot comments, some say that of course they were planted by farmers, some say that they were actually planted by themselves, some guessed by celebrities, and some guessed by Director Chen, one of them came from the recently rising Shenye CP fans—

"Hahaha, blindly guess a Chenchen! Don't ask me why, there is a kind of intuition inside!"

And Chen Sifeng liked this comment.

The building in the building instantly became a paradise for the peasants of the peasants.

"What the hell? The pears planted by our little prince Chenchen?! Chenchen can plant pears?! You tease me!"

Ye Chen: "..." Your little prince Chenchen can still ferment chicken manure, you can't imagine it, hahahahahaha!

The tone of complaint actually contained a hint of pride.

"Are you willing to eat what Chenchen planted with you? Ah?!"

"?Mama's Chenchen Baby was abducted by the actor and locked up in a black brick...the black farming kiln?"

"I'm afraid I wasn't being locked up in a villa and planted in a small garden, dog heads."

Ye Chen: “…”

Your thoughts are very dirty.

My Brother Chen and I have a deep affection between father and son, okay? Don’t drive in my Brother Chen’s comment section, it will be dirty. I will lie on the ice and beg for carp!

Ye Chen didn't dare to hang in the silent wind. He glanced at the comments and quickly replied to it for interaction, forwarded Weibo and commented in a cute tone of jokes: "Look at the little expert in tree planting~"

In an instant, Ye Chen's comment section also broke out.

"Is it really planted by Chenchen by himself?! Oh my god! Chenchen, do you still have pears?! Mom also wants to eat the pears you planted by yourself, wuwuwu! Mom wants to buy them even if she loses everything, wuwuwuwu!"

"What kind of beautiful love is Woc Feng Ge and Chen Chen!"

"No, no, no, the sisters upstairs wake up, what beautiful love, this is rural love!"

Before Ye Chen could calm down on Weibo, he actually posted another one on the other side of Chen Mofeng.

This time there are only two words - "Delicious."

The comment section is boiling again...

"You have to explain clearly what is good and where is good?"

"Wuwuwu Chenchen is only nineteen years old. qaq Moma will not agree to this marriage!"

"I don't send one for ten days or half a month. Today I send two for a pear in one breath, saying that you are fine, I don't believe it..."
Chapter completed!