"Stop joking, Sister Chunxiang."
Ye Fei directly rejected Wang Chunxiang's request.
It's hard enough to be in the same room with Sister Chunxiang and not be able to do anything. How can he control himself today if he sleeps on the same bed?
Ye Fei silently spread the things on the sofa and fell asleep without giving Wang Chunxiang a chance.
When you get better, sister Chunxiang, I will let you know what a real man is!
Muttering secretly in his heart, Ye Fei listened to the sound of Wang Chunxiang getting on the bed and stripping off his clothes behind him, forced himself to block out the images in his mind, and slowly fell asleep.
Wang Chunxiang turned over on the bed, listened to Ye Fei's breathing gradually becoming evener, pursed her lips and said resentfully:
"I thought I was smart, but I'm still a fool. I'm not in good health, but it's not like I can't do anything else..."
The next day, it was dawn.
Ye Fei quietly slipped out of Wang Chunxiang's house and left in a hurry.
Passing by the trash can at the door, both Li Laogen and Li Qiang had disappeared. They probably ran away after waking up.
After returning home, Ye Fei ran to the backyard. Although he was prepared, when he saw the white radish in the backyard, he couldn't help but curse.
In just one night of growth, the radishes that had been nourished by the spiritual rain not only grew out, but also looked amazingly good.
She is white and fat, and at first glance, she looks like the best carrot.
Not only that, Ye Fei also took one and took a bite in his mouth.
The original spiciness of the white radish has completely disappeared, leaving only freshness and crispness in the mouth, as well as a faint fragrance.
The isopropyl sulfide in the white radish has been completely eliminated, and the spicy taste has disappeared. Now the white radish is just like fruit.
Ye Fei also discovered that the white radish seemed to have other effects. When you eat it, you will feel a warm current in your stomach.
The anti-cancer and immunity-boosting effects of white radish have been at least doubled, and even mild coughs can be treated.
If one acre of land is fully planted and the yield per acre is about 5,000 kilograms, that is more than 10,000 kilograms.
Looking at the white radishes in the ground, Ye Fei fell into deep thought.
How to sell this ginseng next is a big problem.
After pondering for a moment, Ye Fei decided to go to the morning market to explore the current market conditions.
There must be no buyers in the village. After all, every household in the village grows vegetables, so it is difficult to sell them.
The closest market to Qingya Village is the morning market in Qingya County.
The county seat is about 20 miles away from the village. Carrying two sacks by yourself is definitely not possible and walking on foot is definitely not possible. Ye Fei pulled out the family's tricycle.
It had not been used for many years and was a bit worn out. Ye Fei inflated the wheels and managed to make it work.
Ye Fei threw two sacks of ginseng into the tricycle and rode toward the county seat.
When passing by the village entrance, several villagers with good relations saw him and did not forget to say hello.
"Xiaoye, are you back to normal?"
"Why are you riding a three-wheeler and carrying two sacks?"
Ye Daqing was called Lao Ye by the villagers. Somehow, Ye Fei had the name Xiao Ye since he was a child, and those who were more affectionate would call him Ye Zi.
Ye Fei greeted the villagers he met from afar and rode out of the village.
The old tricycle felt like an electric tricycle as it was being ridden under Ye Fei's feet.
The roads in the village are dilapidated and the road to the county seat is not easy to walk. In addition, it rained heavily a few days ago and the road is muddy.
Ye Fei rode for nearly an hour over a distance of more than 20 miles before arriving at the market.
It was around six o'clock in the morning, and the morning market had only been open for a while. In addition, it was a working day, so there were only a few people there. Some vendors had just delivered their goods and hadn't started setting up stalls yet.
Ye Fei watched for a while, found a person, stopped the tricycle at the smallest place, spread a piece of paper on the ground, and dumped two sacks of radishes on the ground.
A vendor next to him took the initiative to greet him and asked:
"What kind of vegetables do you sell, brother? It's your first time here, let's see how you look."
Ye Fei placed the carrot in front of him, gestured and said:
"White radish, grown at home, is very effective."
The merchant saw Ye Fei's things and muttered:
"I don't know what effect a broken radish can have. I thought it was ginseng."
Another fat man selling vegetables next to him was also sharp-eyed. He saw the radishes displayed by Ye Fei and shouted from a distance:
"Your white radish is no good. It turns out that the pesticides exceed the standard and a lot of compost is applied. Now people like to eat it purely natural and pollution-free."
Ye Fei raised his head and looked over. The fat man's vegetables were not very good, especially the radish, which was so wilted.
The best ones are not as round and plump as they are, and the radishes have all peeled off due to dryness.
It was just getting dark at this time, and there was no one around. The fat man also arranged the vegetables, picked up the kettle, and sprayed them wildly.
The vegetables that were about to be dried in the sun have absorbed water and become a lot more tender. The fat man also put a sign on it and sprinkled a handful of soil on it.
After a while, the vegetables that had wilted all became tender, as if they had just been pulled out of the ground.
From a distance, Ye Fei could smell the substance mixed in his water, which was a water-retaining agent commonly used by vegetable vendors. Although it was not poisonous, it was not a good thing.
Ye Fei was too lazy to talk to him and sat cross-legged alone, waiting for the discerning customer to come.
After meditating for more than half an hour, Ye Fei felt that his spiritual energy had recovered a lot. At this rate, he would be fully recovered in another two or three hours.
At this time, there were more people in the morning market, and the fat man's stall not far away was already full of people.
The vegetables that had just been sprayed with water-retaining agent made everyone mistakenly think that they were picked just in the morning.
Because Ye Fei's own stall is relatively small and has no signboard, no one has come to ask yet.
At this time, a vendor couldn't stand it anymore and kindly reminded:
"Brother, you should shout. If you don't shout when you come to the vegetable market, no one will notice. You have to shout to attract people."
Ye Fei also took himself out of the tricycle at this moment, and leaned the cardboard he had prepared long ago against the tricycle.
"Excellent radish, fifty-one pounds"
The vendor next to him was the first to notice the one on Ye Fei's sign and squirted out the water he just drank.
"I'll go, you white carrot is fifty, why don't you steal the money? I'll sue you for fraud!"
Originally, he thought that Ye Fei was selling vegetables for the first time and didn't know much about the market.
When the signboard was put up, he realized that it was just a stupid thing!
The best radish, too, is just a white radish. The white radish weighs fifty pounds. Doesn’t your conscience hurt? !
When Ye Fei heard the merchant's words, he shook his head seriously and said:
"How can you say it's a scam? My things are worth every penny. Fifty yuan is a bargain."
The vendor cursed Silly Que in his mind and distanced the stall from Ye Fei.
When the fat man next door saw Ye Fei's sign, he was convinced that he was a fool. Then he stopped caring about Ye Fei and started shouting harder.
Ye Fei looked at more and more people in the morning market and was not in a hurry. He took a radish, cut it in the middle, put half of it into a stone mortar and pounded it.
Because Ye Fei's radish was plump and juicy, within a moment, the sweet taste of the radish spread through the entire street.
"It tastes like a big white radish."
"Fart, your radish smells so strong, but don't tell me, it is indeed similar, but not spicy."
As the saying goes, the aroma of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley, and this sentence is also applicable in the vegetable market.
As the smell became stronger and stronger, most people moved closer to Ye Fei's stall.
"Holy shit, it's really a big white radish. It tastes so sweet!"
"What white radish? Look at the sign, it's radish!"
"Isn't that just white radish? I don't know what it is called by another name. You are illiterate!"
Although the taste is very strong and attracts many people.
But the price of this big white radish is really prohibitive.
"Brother, I know this is white radish. It costs three yuan a pound. The market price is already very high."
Ye Fei shook his head, he was selling at a loss for fifty yuan, but you only paid three yuan. Isn't this bullying an honest person?
Seeing that the crowd was almost gathered, Ye Fei stood up and shouted:
"You can't buy white radish that has been raised by your grandparents for three generations, and you won't suffer a loss if you buy it back. You can't be cheated when you buy it!"
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