Traveling through time with billions of supplies to become a farmer's little fortune

"Grandpa, this is cooked."

After saying that, he pointed at the watermelon he had slapped, looked at the eager eyes of his granddaughter, and punched the watermelon directly.

This action stunned Su Muyao. How could she be so reckless?

When the watermelon was smashed open by a fist, an indescribable sweet smell immediately wafted out.

Long Yuan looked at Su Muyao from a distance, and when he pulled Old Lady Su to the watermelon field, he knew that the tribute melons were ripe.

Others have not seen him, but he has. Not only has he seen him, he has also eaten him. The tribute from foreign countries is the watermelon that Xiao Naituan mentioned.

That was two or three years ago.

At that time, my stingy father only gave two melons to the Eastern Palace, and my mother also only had two. But that old man took more than ten melons. It makes me angry just thinking about it.

Old man Su looked at the bright red color in front of him, and his mouth was already watering at the sweet taste before he even put it in his mouth.

Old Mrs. Su broke off a piece with her hands trembling with excitement, and then she couldn't wait to take a bite.

She burst into tears almost immediately, "This...this is so delicious, so sweet."

"This is so sweet, just like the fairy fruit"

"You old man, have you ever eaten the magical fruit?"

Su Muyao was standing by, chewing a melon while staring blankly at the old man and woman performing their skills.

If the family didn't have so much money, I would have thought that the two old men hadn't eaten for a long time.

All Old Mrs. Su is thinking about now is this thing and how much it can be sold for. It is so sweet and tastes better than any other fruit.

"Grandpa, this will taste better if you put it in the well to cool it down," Su Muyao said this and suddenly thought of the refrigerator and generator in her space.

You can then make watermelon smoothies and ice-squeezed watermelon juice.

When Long Yuan arrived, he saw them eating the melon with relish. However, when he looked closely at the flesh, he discovered that it was somewhat different from the ones that were presented as tribute.

The seeds that were tributed were very large, and the skin was particularly thick. This one looks like the skin is very thin.

"Hey, the kid next door is here! Come and try the watermelon." When Old Man Su saw Long Yuan, he immediately asked him to taste the watermelon.

The little boy took the big piece of watermelon handed to him by Old Man Su and started to eat it.

The moment I put it in my mouth, I realized that it was very different from the melons tributed from the Western Regions.

The melons sent as tribute from the Western Regions were not as sweet or refreshing as these. They were slightly sour.

This melon is not only seedless, but also tastes crispy, sweet and refreshing.

This is the sweetest and most delicious melon he has ever eaten.

"You want to sell this melon, right? Why don't you sell it to me?"

Su Muyao's eyes lit up when these words were spoken. She had been thinking that there were so many melons that she could not eat them all, and there were plenty in her space, so she was thinking of taking some out secretly.

"How much do you plan to pay?"

"Let me put it this way. The tribute melons sent by the Western Regions two years ago were what you call watermelons now. Each one cost ten taels of gold."

When Old Man Su and Old Lady Su heard this, their eyes widened.

The two old men and women who were eating melons on the side stopped. What does it mean to spend ten taels of gold for a melon?

"But that's the price for tribute to the palace. Even though your melon is tastier than the tribute melon, I still can't give you such a high price."

Su Muyao listened to the little boy's 18-turn mountain road and asked directly, "How much can you pay?"

Long Yuan thought about it and finally gave a standard figure: "20 taels of silver for a melon."

When Su Muyao heard this, she clapped her hands and said “deal”.

Old man Su looked at the large melon field in front of him with shining eyes. These were not melons at all, they were big gold and silver ingots.

Old Mrs. Su looked at the melon field and could only sigh in her heart that the melon field in front of her was like a treasure pot.

Old Man Su stopped eating the melon, wiped his mouth fiercely and shouted, "I'm going to the village to find a few people to look after the melon field. No wonder I feel there are so many rats in the fields recently, it turns out they are here to steal the melons!

This won’t do! Such a good thing cannot be fed to rats.”

After Old Man Su finished speaking, he happily headed towards the village.

Now he would rather spend a little money and hire a few villagers to drive away the rats in the melon field.

Su Muyao remembered that there was a small patch of round melons planted in the front, and thought that it should be ripe.

The watermelon is growing so well, so the cantaloupe must not be much worse. Thinking of this, he stretched out his short legs and ran over.

She had only run a few steps when a melon vine blocked her path and she tripped and fell flat on her face.

After getting up, he looked at his grandmother who ran over and hugged him with a wronged look.

Long Yuan was trying to hold back his laughter. It was the first time he saw the usually tsundere kid have such a frustrated expression.

The plump little girl, wearing a bright yellow summer shirt, was lying among the green melon vines with a look of grievance on her face. She looked cheerful and funny no matter how she looked at her.

The next second, Ying Yi, who was not far away, saw this scene and laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.

Su Muyao could hear Ying Yi laughing in the fields from a distance.

He said to Long Yuan angrily: "Look at your subordinates, they are not steady at all. I really don't know how they were selected."

Long Yuan naturally understood the meaning behind this. After all, his family was wealthy and he was a royal relative, so those who were selected must be the best.

Mrs. Su picked up Su Muyao and scolded her, "You must be hurt from the fall! Your calves are so short, and you still want to go anywhere. Have you learned your lesson now?"

Old Man Su had just walked a short distance when he heard Yingyi laughing behind him. He turned around and saw his little granddaughter falling in the field.

Immediately turned back.

"Ouch, dear, are you hurt?"

"No, grandma, grandpa."

Old Man Su took Su Muyao from Old Lady Su's arms and held her in his own arms with a distressed look on his face.

"My goodness, you want to go to that cucumber patch, right?"

"That's not called cucumber, it's called round melon, also called golden melon."

"I know, it's very similar to the cantaloupe you planted last time. Come on, grandpa will carry you to see the cantaloupe.

My dear, if you can find a ripe watermelon, you will definitely be able to find a ripe cantaloupe and we can try them together then.

These words were said to Long Yuan. Old Man Su was not stupid. Although he did not know Long Yuan's identity, he could tell from his appearance that he was also a child from a wealthy family.

If he didn't have money, he wouldn't have so many servants around him and build such a big brick and tile house.

The most important thing is that a watermelon costs twenty taels of silver, and you can easily build a workshop of that size.

When you come to this cantaloupe field, you can’t see it at first glance unless you look carefully.

These round melons are not as big as watermelons, but each one looks quite big and is hidden under the vines and leaves.

If you don't pull apart the leaves, you can't even see the round, fragrant, golden fruits.

Old man Su was afraid that his granddaughter would trip again, so he moved the melon vines nearby to the sides before putting his little girl on the ground.

Su Muyao saw the round melon closest to her and reached out to pick it.

He held the big melon with both hands and pulled it back hard, and it fell down with a "pop" sound.