The big yellow dog waggled its tail proudly and threw the rabbit it killed in front of Li Zhe.
Li Zhe reached out and patted its head: "Okay, I'll go back and get rabbit meat for you at noon."
He was extremely surprised. It was a dream for a local dog to catch rabbits. People in the mountains had to use traps to catch rabbits. Li Zhe's father used to get this stuff when he had time, so he could often eat it.
Now, even the big yellow dog at home can catch rabbits.
Hearing the compliment, the big yellow dog's tail wagged even more happily. The Tibetan Mastiff behind him also stuck out his tongue and stared at the rabbit on the ground. This guy was probably hungry. If the big yellow dog and Li Zhe hadn't been next to him, he might have died. Eat it raw.
All morning, Li Zhe used buckets of water purified from jade bottles to water the orange trees one after another, nearly twenty of them.
When I went back around noon, I found that the first few orange trees that were watered had obvious changes.
The orange leaves were green and shiny, becoming full of vitality, and the small oranges hanging on them had obviously become much larger, almost reaching a size that could be sold.
I reached out and picked one, and as soon as I peeled off the skin, a refreshing fragrance wafted out, making people drool.
Li Zhe broke open the orange segment of the yellow orange, stuffed one into his mouth, bit it into pieces, and an indescribable refreshing feeling suddenly exploded in his mouth. The sweetness and sourness, the perfect taste ratio, made him feel refreshed. Big change.
"I'll go, it's so delicious!"
Li Zhe swore he had never tasted such delicious oranges!
He swallowed the whole orange in a few licks, and then picked a few more and ate them all. Looking at the rhubarb and Tibetan mastiff who looked up at him with drooling eyes, he threw a few petals to them.
"The oranges on the market now are all small and sour from greenhouses. There are no such delicious oranges at all. If they were sold in the market, they would be highly priced and popular. There are about four to five hundred small oranges in an orange tree. , almost more than a hundred kilograms, if it sells for five yuan per kilogram, no, such delicious oranges should sell for ten yuan, each one can sell for one thousand!"
Li Zhe thought about it, and his heart suddenly became hot.
Selling wild ginseng and roses made him a lot of money, but this kind of income did not last long. Needless to say, wild ginseng was hard to find. Roses were easy to buy and could be watered and transformed with jade bottles, but customers Source is a big problem, so operating orchards, vegetable fields, fish ponds, etc. is fundamental.
After returning home for a quick meal at noon, Li Zhe ran to the orange patch again.
He used jade bottles to purify the water and irrigated all the fruit trees. His parents had been taking care of the fish pond all day long, so no one noticed him no matter what he did.
When the mountain was about to set in the afternoon, Li Zhe began to pick oranges. He picked seven to eight hundred kilograms of oranges in one go, put them all into bamboo baskets, loaded them on a flatbed truck, and pushed them to his home down the mountain.
The oranges were not expected to mature for more than a month, so his parents were very angry when they found out that he had picked so many oranges. When they saw the plump and attractive oranges in the bamboo basket, they were all surprised.
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The next day, Li Zhe refused his father's help and drove his family's small shabby van alone, pulling baskets of oranges to the morning market in the county.
The morning farmer's market was crowded with people, and he used to come here to sell things. He was familiar with the roads, found a good spot on the street, parked the car and started moving oranges on the ground to set up a stall.
There was a tricycle selling fruit opposite, including oranges. The young man who owned the stall looked at Li Zhe with a very unfriendly look.
Li Zhe saw that the oranges on his stall were obviously from greenhouses and were small in size, making money out of season. On the cardboard next to them was written "Oranges 8 yuan/catty", and he was immediately delighted.
Those broken oranges are sold for eight yuan. Isn’t it appropriate to sell your own oranges for more than ten yuan?
After moving a few bamboo baskets, Li Zhe sat in the van and played with his mobile phone. He was so confident about his oranges.
"You two, don't move and stay still!"
Two stupid dogs who were taken out of the car because they were worried wanted to stick their heads out of the car, but Li Zhe slapped them back.
The big yellow dog tilted its head innocently, stuck out its tongue to please, and sniffed from time to time, as if it was hungry. The same goes for the Tibetan Mastiffs. Li Zhe came out in a hurry in the morning and didn't feed them properly. He only fed them a lot of water.
Li Zhe peeled an orange and threw it to them, and then he heard a voice coming into the car: "Hey, young man, how do you sell these oranges?"
When he heard about the business, Li Zhe quickly got out of the car and said with a smile: "Oranges cost fifteen yuan per catty. They are grown at home. They are very sweet. You can try them."
Upon hearing the price, the two aunts who walked to the stall immediately stared at each other: "Fifteen a pound, why don't you go grab the money? I just bought it the day before yesterday, five yuan a pound..."
Especially when I saw the image of Li Zhe, wearing a straw hat, flip-flops, shorts and an undershirt, a typical image of a rural farmer, I felt even more contempt in my heart, muttering: "The country bumpkin is crazy about money."
Li Zhe rolled his eyes and said, "If you don't want to buy it, I won't buy it. Why are you talking so much?" He didn't bother to explain to them how unusual his orange was.
"Oranges, oranges are eight yuan, come and take a look, they are cheap and delicious! They are not a scam!"
When the young man at the stall opposite heard Li Zhe's price of 15 oranges, he almost burst out laughing and immediately started shouting loudly.
Sure enough, when the two aunts heard the shouting, they walked over and started bargaining. Finally, after tasting it, they frowned and bought two kilograms.
With the income coming in, the young man at the stall immediately looked at Li Zhe provocatively.
"..."
Li Zhe couldn't stand the young man's pride, so he picked up an orange from the bamboo basket and opened it. In an instant, a strong and fresh orange smell spread around, and he couldn't stop it.
This fragrance is like a clear spring flowing in the desert. When you smell it, your spirits are shaken.
Many people sniffed intoxicatedly with their eyes closed, and soon followed the fragrance and gathered around. Even the two aunts who had just paid for the youth oranges from the stall looked back.
One of the aunts looked at the half-eaten oranges in her hands and felt that they were really not good, so she came back with the basket.
"These oranges are only eight yuan a pound, so I want a few more pounds. The market is about to close, and your old oranges are rotten without being sold."
Li Zhe smiled proudly: "Now the oranges are twenty yuan per catty, and we won't sell them for a penny less. If I can't sell them, I will take them back and give them away. These oranges were picked in the morning and they won't rot in ten and a half months..." "
Brother is a person who holds grudges. He said that I am a shabby orange, and you still want to buy it after you despise me. You want to buy it, but I won’t sell it to you!
"Hey, wasn't it sold for 15 just now? Why did you turn around and sell it for 20? These rotten oranges are sold for 20, why don't you go to heaven!"
"Okay, let's go. The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. I have a few orange trees at home, and I just want to take the opportunity to make some money. There are plenty of oranges for sale in the market."
"These rotten oranges cost 20 a pound, so only a fool would buy them."
The two aunts despised Li Zhe to the extreme and kept calling him a country bumpkin.
Li Zhe smiled lazily, broke open the orange, took a bite, and shouted: "Oranges are sold for twenty yuan per catty. If they are not delicious, there is no charge."
A young couple passed by and hesitated when they smelled the refreshing fragrance of oranges. Li Zhe handed over half an orange and said, "Try it. If it doesn't taste good, don't buy it. If it tastes good, buy it."
The boy took it and handed it to the girl. The girl broke off a piece and put it in her mouth to bite it. Her eyes suddenly lit up: "Wow, wow, it's delicious!"
Hearing the girl's exclamation, the boy saw an opportunity to be attentive and said proudly to Li Zhe: "Two pounds, no, ten pounds!"
"Okay, wait a minute!" Li Zhe responded happily and took out the electronic scale.
After paying two hundred yuan, the girl looked at Li Zhe and said, "Boss, give me two more. Twenty a pound is too expensive!"
After placing the first order, Li Zhe was in a good mood. Seeing the two aunts next to him looking angry and looking like fools, he smiled and said, "I'll give you four!"
"Thank you, boss!" The young couple picked four obviously larger oranges, opened them and ate them.
When the onlookers saw the two eating happily, they immediately started shouting.
"Boss, give me a piece to try."
“It’s delicious, I’ll buy it too!”
A few minutes later, dozens more kilograms of oranges were sold, and the whole street was filled with the fresh and delicious smell of oranges.
"Hey, eight hundred yuan is credited!"
Li Zhezheng was counting money like a man obsessed with wealth, and a clear and sweet voice came into his ears: "Boss, how many oranges do you have left? I want a hundred catties!"
Li Zhe looked up and saw a pretty woman wearing black sportswear and white fashionable headphones standing by the stall. It looked like she had just tasted an orange, and her apricot eyes lit up.
A flash of surprise flashed in Li Zhe's eyes. This woman looked so outstanding. Her face was pure and delicate, with a slight sheen of sweat. She was white and rosy. She must have just been jogging in the morning. She was so attractive. Even in her black sportswear. Can't cover up that graceful and tall figure.
"There are plenty of oranges, but I don't wholesale them, so buying a hundred catties is not cheap. I sold dozens of catties in a few minutes," Li Zhe said with a smile.
"Well, it's okay. Can I pay with Alipay? I don't have any cash."
Li Zhe nodded, unloaded a few more baskets from the car, and finally weighed them. The total was 103 kilograms, and was given to the woman as a hundred kilograms.
Two thousand yuan was transferred to Alipay, and the woman said that she would find someone to move it. Li Zhe was busy greeting other customers. More and more people gathered around the stall, and he was a little overwhelmed.
Soon, the pretty woman came over with two young men who looked like hotel waiters and loaded a hundred kilograms of oranges into a commercial vehicle.
After eating another orange, the pretty woman tilted her head and thought for a moment, then asked Li Zhe: "Brother, leave your contact information. If I need anything else, I'll call you."
Li Zhe nodded repeatedly after hearing this. The other party was obviously a big customer. If it could become a long-term channel, it would be easier to sell oranges in the future.
"Well, I don't have a business card. Please write down my phone number."
After exchanging mobile phone numbers, the woman put on her headphones again and continued running.
Even though oranges cost 20 per catty, they are still very popular, although most of them are sold in one or two catties.
In comparison, the stalls opposite seemed sparse. The young fruit seller couldn't sit still and walked over and whispered: "Brother, where do you wholesale your oranges from? Tell your brother."
No one was paying attention to his stall, and he didn't sell a few kilograms of fruit in an hour. Seeing Li Zhe's sales in full swing, he was naturally jealous.
Li Zhe curled his lips. Who the hell is your brother? He just forgot about it after provoking him?
I ignored him and continued selling oranges.
A flash of anger suddenly flashed across the young man's face, and he said coldly: "If you don't tell me, believe it or not, there won't even be a place to stand here tomorrow."
Yo ho, threatening me?
Li Zhe curled up his lips, turned around and pulled the car door with his backhand. Suddenly Dahuang and Dahei the Tibetan Mastiff stuck out their heads and stared at the young man with faint eyes.
"Fuck you!" The young man was so frightened that he was scared to death. Damn it, the Tibetan Mastiff without a chain is crazy! How could he think of showing off? He was so frightened that he ran into the crowd in a panic.
"Haha, threatening me? Do you think you are a city manager? Are you pretending again?"
Li Zhe was about to close the car door again, but suddenly something felt wrong. Why didn't the two dogs look hungry? They were almost starving just now.
He quickly turned around and stared at them fiercely: "Don't eat the oranges secretly!"
The big yellow dog quickly took a step back, then waggled its tail and looked in the other direction, looking guilty. As for the big Tibetan mastiff, there was even a piece of orange peel hanging from the corner of its mouth, looking like a mentally retarded person. Seeing this scene, Li Zhe's face turned black. Got it!
