SFS Chapter 133 Watermelon
Chapter 133 Watermelon
The sun gradually sets in the west.
The sky was dyed orange-red.
At this moment, it was already evening, but there was not a breeze and the weather was extremely hot.
Jiang Fubao had just finished dinner and was sitting in the yard digesting his food.
Occasionally, a few birds fly over the house, chirping.
Ma Chunxia from next door brought her two sons to deliver bamboo tubes to the Jiang family.
Grandma was taking out money from her purse.
Jiang Fubao's little fat butt never moved from the chair.
She rested her chin on her hands, thinking.
The quantity of grilled sausages and potatoes in the space is really low, and only a limited amount can be sold each day. Customers are fighting to get them.
The profit margin of meat patties is quite high.
But the selling price of mung bean soup is extremely low.
It is very time-consuming to make. First, wash the mung beans, then soak them for a while, and then light the boiler to cook. Someone must watch the stove while cooking. The fire cannot be too big, and it must be stirred from time to time, otherwise the beans will stick to the bottom of the pot.
After cooking, you have to add sugar and then cool it with ice cubes before it is done.
After all the hard work, in the end I only sold a bowl for three cents.
It's really a hassle.
It's simply high cost and low return.
If she hadn't taken out sugar and ice cubes from the space, I'm afraid this deal would have failed long ago.
If calculated based on cost.
Mung bean soup is actually a loss-making expense.
The reason why Jiang’s snack shop has such good business is that other shops dare not add so much sugar and cannot afford ice cubes.
Naturally, everyone came to Jiang’s snack shop to drink mung bean soup.
If you keep earning money like this, you will get rich someday.
Jiang Fubao held his chin, and the soft flesh on his cheeks was squeezed together.
She didn't care at all.
She planned to take out something else from the space, preferably something that could replace the mung bean soup.
The quantity must be large.
The first thing she eliminated was fast food.
These were all bought by her for her own consumption.
It's like grilled sausages, there are not enough to sell.
"pat-"
As he was thinking, a drop of sweat slid down Jiang Fubao's cheek.
Dripping on her arms.
The clothes are thin.
Sweat seeps in and the skin feels moist.
In the evening, when the sun sets, the temperature should have dropped and become cooler, but it was still hot. She was sweating just by sitting still.
Not to mention the people wandering the streets at noon.
It must be terribly hot.
When it's hottest, people want to drink something cold.
There were no popsicles or cold drinks in ancient times.
Therefore, the most popular items sold on the street are fruits, summer-heat-relief herbal tea, and mung bean soup.
Thinking of this, Jiang Fubao's eyes suddenly lit up.
Yup!
There are still fruits in the refrigerator in her space. Although there are not many, they can be used to make fruit salad.
There is also a big bag of taro balls in the freezer.
Just making sugar water.
"Here, this watermelon was sent to me this morning by my sister from my mother's family. It's grown in her backyard. There aren't many, but a few are ripe. She brought two for me to eat. Let's have one each. You can take them home and try them."
When I was thinking deeply.
Jiang Fubao's thoughts were interrupted by Ma Chunxia's voice.
I don't know where she took out a watermelon from.
Round and plump.
The size is like a baby's head.
"Okay, I'll take it. I haven't tasted watermelon in years. It's really hot today, and watermelon can help relieve the heat. Thank you very much."
As the saying goes, don't take advantage of a bargain.
A complete bastard.
Zhang Jinlan took the watermelon without even saying anything polite.
"Oh, what's the relationship between us? Why are you thanking me? Take it and eat it. Okay, I've delivered the food. I have something else to do at home. I haven't cut the bamboo yet. I'll go back first. You go ahead."
Ma Chunxia breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Zhang Jinlan accept the watermelon.
The family suddenly had an extra income, all thanks to Zhang Jinlan.
After the watermelons are harvested, the task of collecting bamboo tubes will not fall on others during this period.
Ma Chunxia and Zhang Jinlan have been together for so many years.
I know her temper too well.
She smiled and left with her sons.
"My dear granddaughter, you feel so hot, don't you? Look what this is? Watermelon! Come, let grandma cut some watermelon for you."
Ma Chunxia is very capable in her work.
The watermelon that was delivered had been cooled in water.
My hands feel icy to the touch.
Zhang Jinlan took the watermelon to the kitchen. When she came out, she had a tray full of sliced watermelon in her hand.
The rind is very thick, at least half the width of my little finger.
The seeds are large, numerous and densely packed.
Jiang Fubao took a look and then looked away. She felt like her trypophobia was about to set in.
As for the pink and white flesh, it doesn't look very appetizing.
It definitely doesn’t taste good.
Compared to modern seedless watermelons.
The flesh is not red at all.
Jiang Fubao suddenly realized.
Modern watermelons are the result of many generations of improvement.
Not just watermelon, but also bananas, apples, etc., all of them.
No wonder everyone in the family was surprised when she took out the banana that time.
You know, the original banana has seeds and is short in shape.
Unlike the modified banana, which is thick and long.
Like a child's arm.
After eating one, I don’t feel like eating dinner anymore.
When the two are put together and compared, one looks like a black person, and the other looks like a Korean.
"Eat it, and don't spit out the seeds. Spit them into this bowl. After they are dried, I will fry them. You can eat them when you are bored in the future."
Zhang Jinlan brought a wooden basin and placed it in the yard.
Everyone gathered around.
Everyone picked up a piece of watermelon and started eating it.
"Wow, this watermelon is very juicy. It really quenches my thirst when I eat it."
"Yeah, it tastes okay, not so sour."
"It's a little sweet, and delicious."
I heard my family members praising the taste of watermelon.
Jiang Fubao also picked up a piece and took a bite.
But the next second, she wrinkled her nose and eyebrows.
"Bah, bah, bah -"
He spit out three times in a row, and all of them were seeds.
These seeds are big.
Like a fingernail.
The flesh of the melon is bland, with a slight sour and sweet taste.
If you blindfold her, she will definitely not be able to tell that it is a watermelon.
No wonder as far as I can remember, grandma never bought a watermelon and never planted one.
It turns out that the watermelons here are not delicious at all.
"Grandma, this watermelon is not delicious. I saw a white-bearded old man eating watermelon in my dream. It was very red and had no seeds."
Jiang Fubao said quietly.
"Really? It turns out that things in the fairy world are really good. Even watermelons taste better than those in our world. I have never seen a seedless watermelon before, and I don't know what it looks like."
While Zhang Jinlan was talking, she did not forget to spit seeds into the wooden basin.
Her mouth was like an artificial separator.
Can separate the melon pulp and seeds.
There was not even any pulp visible on the spitted out watermelon seeds.
The watermelon doesn't taste good.
But it can relieve the heat.
After eating one piece, Jiang Fubao's irritability was mostly gone. She took a bath with the help of her mother and went back to her room to sleep.
when Wake up.
The rays of light had penetrated the gaps between the door and windows, shining into the house.
Under the bed today.
There was an extra watermelon and half a bowl of taro balls.