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Chapter 515 The watermelon is ripe
"Master, is this colorful thing really as delicious as you said? It doesn't look like it!"
Ying'er looked at the watermelon that Mr. Liu was patting and her tone was full of doubt.
Ying'er lived up to Young Master Liu's trust. After she went on her mission to the Kingdom of Jin, she kept the sweet potatoes and watermelon dishes in the greenhouse in order.
And following Master Liu's instructions, a crop of sweet potatoes has been harvested and the second wave of seedlings has been planted.
The watermelon is growing gratifyingly. Ying'er remembers the young master's words. When the weather gets hot, she will move the seedlings to a sunny place. The glass of the greenhouse should also be opened for ventilation. Under Ying'er's careful care, the watermelon has become almost the same size as the future generations. .
"Ying'er, you didn't forget to get some bees in the backyard, right?"
"Of course I haven't forgotten that in order to take care of these watermelon warblers, I was stung by bees several times. It hurt for a long time."
Ying'er's tone was particularly aggrieved, but she was full of a sense of accomplishment. She had done what the young master had asked her to do. There was nothing more joyful than this.
Young Master Liu looked at the dozen watermelons of different sizes in front of him with hesitation on his face: "It is said that the watermelons in the past were not only not delicious, but also tasted weird. Although they were cultivated with pumpkin seedlings, it is still delicious whether they are delicious or not. Two words."
"Master, the baby doesn't look delicious at all. It's colorful and looks like a ghost painting. Can it be delicious?"
Young Master Liu tugged at Ying'er's braids and shook his head: "You are judging people by their appearance. Don't worry, this thing doesn't look good, but it is absolutely delicious. That's..."
Liu Mingzhi was also a little hesitant. He did not know biotechnology and could not cultivate the genes of watermelon. He was not sure whether it would taste good or not.
Haikou has praised it to Ying'er, it would be embarrassing if it is difficult to swallow it when the time comes.
Ying'er may even be heartbroken, forgetting to eat and sleep, and the watermelon she takes care of day and night tastes like this, and she will definitely be disappointed.
"Would you like to pick one and try it?" Liu Mingzhi looked at Ying'er and hesitated.
Ying'er's eyes lit up: "Try it!"
Is it true, as Liu Mingzhi thought, that Ying'er wants to know the taste of the things she grows more than she does?
"Okay, Master, let's see if there are any that are mature. Let's try it first and then talk about it."
Under Ying'er's expectant eyes, Liu Mingzhi lay on several larger watermelons and tapped them gently, listening to the sound of the watermelons.
Not to mention, there are a few voices that are really different. Liu Mingzhi knows that it is a sign of maturity.
Liu Mingzhi, who originally wanted to wait until the melon was ripe and ready to eat, gently pulled off a melon vine and held a ten-pound watermelon in his hands.
"Let's go to the pavilion!"
"good."
After washing it with well water, the round watermelon was placed on the stone table.
"Ying'er, go get Madam's snow sword, and let's cut the watermelon and eat it."
"Why, if there are knives in the kitchen, why do you use Madam's snow sword?"
"You don't understand this. I don't know what Yun'er's snow sword is made of. It has a freezing effect. This watermelon is still delicious when iced."
Ying'er left the pavilion doubtfully, leaving the young master staring at the watermelon and smacking his lips from time to time.
After half a cup of tea, Ying'er came over holding Qi Yun's snow sword in both hands: "Master, the snow sword is here, but..."
"But what?"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Ying'er in confusion, why did he look so gloomy?
"Master, Madam, if you do something messy with the snow sword, I will let you sleep in the study for a month."
"And this is a good thing... Wuwuwu... The young master is so sad."
Alas, those who suffer from drought will die from drought, and those who suffer from drought will die from floods.
Ying'er was confused when she saw the young master's expression. She really couldn't figure out whether the young master's expression was sad or happy.
"Okay, don't worry so much, give me the sword and cut the melon."
"oh!"
Young Master Liu held the sword with both hands, and with a scraping sound, a cold light came. It was so cold that Young Master Liu even shivered involuntarily.
"Awesome, it has built-in air conditioning properties, you are really awesome."
Holding down the watermelon with one hand, Mr. Liu cut it with his sword, splitting the watermelon into two halves.
Both Liu Mingzhi and Liu Mingzhi looked at the watermelon on the stone table eagerly, wondering what was inside.
Two screams came out, but the tone was quite different.
Liu Mingzhi cheered: "I like it. Judging from the appearance and taste, it shouldn't be much different."
Looking at the bright red flesh of the watermelon, Liu Mingzhi couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
Ying'er's tone sounded panicked.
The bright red blood-like appearance of the watermelon is really scary at first sight. It doesn't taste sweet and delicious, but it looks like a person's bloody head.
Without hesitation, he cut the watermelon into several small pieces, and Major Liu casually threw Qi Yun's cherished Heavenly Sword on the stone table.
He grabbed a piece of watermelon and was about to put it in his mouth, but immediately hesitated.
"Ying'er, go find Liu Song and bring your third brother here."
"Third brother?"
"Brown boy, the young master's sworn brother."
"oh!"
Ying'er realized it and ran out with a sullen smile.
He left quickly and came back quickly: "Master, brown boy is here."
Liu Song followed Ying'er and walked over, leading Young Master Liu's sworn brother.
Liu Mingzhi squatted on the ground and gently stroked his third brother's back a few times and sighed: "Third brother, third brother, you raise a dog for a thousand days and use it for a while. It's time for you to make contributions."
Brown Zai stuck out his tongue and rubbed the crook of Young Master Liu's leg affectionately.
Young Master Liu hesitated. After all, he was a brother-in-law who drank rice wine and chopped chicken heads. He had agreed not to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but to die in the same year, the same month and the same day.
If Brownie burps, will he also have to abide by the brotherly covenant?
"Forget it, I am a man who values righteousness over life, so I won't let you try it. Liu Song, come and try the latest fruit from the Western Regions. It tastes great. It's simply great."
"I......I'll eat first?"
Liu Song was a little surprised when he saw the watermelon handed over by the young master. Although he didn't know what kind of fruit it was, the happiness came so suddenly. The young master really still loves me.
"Try it, don't eat it all at once, even if you want to save it...you don't even know how it tastes, what's the point?"
"Yes, Xiaosong knows. Thank you, Master."
"You're welcome, it's all for testing... Whoever has allowed you to be with the young master for the longest time, doesn't love you, who will love you."
"Yeah!"
Liu Song took the watermelon and took a small bite to taste it.
"How is it? What does it smell like?"
"Sweet, very sweet, sweeter than sugar."
Young Master Liu licked his lips: "If it tastes good, eat more."
"Why."
Liu Song ate up a piece of watermelon without hesitation, and smacked his lips with some unsatisfied taste.
"Master, it's so delicious. What is this?"
Young Master Liu stared at Liu Song for a long time, but he didn't seem to have any adverse reactions, and he was completely relieved.
"Watermelon, melon from the west."
"Watermelon? What a weird name."
Liu Mingzhi held up two pieces of watermelon: "One piece for you and one piece for your father. If you dare to eat both of them secretly, your legs will be broken."
Liu Mingzhi was very satisfied with Liu Song's act of daring to sacrifice himself. Naturally, he couldn't be stingy and rewarded him with two pieces of watermelon.
In later generations, giving two pieces of watermelon as a reward might be a curse, but even now the emperor doesn't treat him that way.
"yes!"
"Ying'er, let's eat together and taste the fruits of your hard work."
"kindness."
Liu Dashao solved a piece of watermelon in three strokes, five divided by two, and gradually felt happiness and positive energy.
Ying'er was more reserved. She gently bit off a piece of watermelon, and the sweet taste filled her taste buds.
