When Jiang Xiaoye opened his eyes, what he smelled at the tip of his nose was the refreshing fragrance, rushing towards his face.

The orange trees on the branches of the orange tree that had been showered with raindrops had grown to the size of a fist. Are they mature?

He picked an orange casually and peeled off the skin. The fragrance suddenly became more intense. The yellow flesh was very tempting. After taking a bite, Jiang Xiaoye was stunned.

"Holy shit, are these oranges going to go to heaven?"

This is not to brag, Jiang Xiaoye has never tasted such delicious oranges in his life. If these oranges are brought to the market, they will definitely sell like hotcakes.

After resting for a while, I continued to use the small rain technique to start irrigating.

One raindrop can irrigate several orange trees, and several times, more than a dozen orange trees can be irrigated. The oranges that have been exposed to the spiritual rain have undergone similar transformations.

Jiang Xiaoye stopped and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Although his energy and energy were greatly consumed, looking at the dozens of orange trees exuding vitality and the plump oranges hanging on the branches, he couldn't help but think

To laugh.

"Usually oranges are only launched on a large scale after August. Nowadays, most of the oranges are grown in greenhouses, and they cost at least five or six yuan per catty."

Jiang Xiaoye calculated the price and felt excited.

Get ready to sell oranges!

Jiang Xiaoye ran home quickly, found two large bamboo baskets, and pushed the farm cart up the mountain.

"Xiao Hei, get out of here!"

Still dozens of meters away from the end of the orchard, Jiang Xiaoye saw from a distance that Xiao Hei jumped up on the spot, bit an orange in one bite, and tore it off from the branch.

That gesture was quite skillful, like a dolphin jumping out of the water in an aquarium.

Xiao Hei, who had already eaten more than a dozen oranges, was frightened by a loud shout, and ran away in panic with his tail tucked between his legs.

Jiang Xiaoye walked over quickly and saw the bitten skin residue on the ground and a torn orange branch. He cursed angrily: "Xiao Hei, what kind of oranges does your dog eat?"

What kind of dogs are these? They are often dug out and gnawed on the radishes grown at home. They also eat the tomatoes in the vegetable garden and even the Chinese cabbage. Now they are even more powerful. They have learned to jump high enough to eat oranges.

It was still early, so Jiang Xiaoye started picking oranges. Two bamboo baskets were filled with plump and bright oranges.

I looked at the time and saw that I had enough time to catch the morning market in the city.

"Get out!" Jiang Xiaoye, who was pushing the cart all the way home, yelled and cursed at Xiao Hei, and Xiao Hei, who was about to come over, stopped.

"Xiao Ye, why are you going?" Jiang Yunshan was washing up and asked quickly when he saw his son was in a hurry.

"Go to the lower city, I'm leaving first!"

Jiang Xiaoye drove the second-hand van out of the yard, loaded a basket of more than 200 kilograms of oranges directly into the van and set off.

"Woof woof woof!" Xiao Hei stretched his head from the back seat, blinking his eyes with excitement on his face.

"Damn, when did you get here, you piece of shit? Please be more honest in the back!"

Jiang Xiaoye's face turned dark. Unexpectedly, Xiao Hei ran up to him out of nowhere. He wanted to chase him away, but when he thought that the orange orchard would be harmed if he was not at home, he stopped chasing him away.

Xiao Hei squatted obediently in the back, tilting his head and looking at the scenery outside.

Yushan Village is forty or fifty miles away from Jiangcheng. It was already seven o'clock when we arrived in the city. Jiang Xiaoye took a familiar route and arrived at the morning market street near the farmer's market. The morning market was very lively with people coming and going.

We found an area selling fruit. There were quite a few vendors selling fruit, including apples, bananas, peaches, dragon fruit, watermelons, etc.

There are only a few oranges sold, and the oranges on those stalls are green and small. They are obviously the first crops of the orchard, so they are sold fresh.

After finally finding an open space and driving the van in, Jiang Xiaoye opened the door and took out two baskets of oranges.

"Woof woof woof!"

Xiao Hei also wanted to come down and join in the fun, but Jiang Xiaoye stopped him with a look.

An orange vendor nearby looked over and found that the oranges in Jiang Xiaoye's bamboo basket were much better than the oranges he was selling. He suddenly became a little angry: "There is someone here! You are not allowed to sell here!"

"Really? I sold it right here, what can you do?"

Jiang Xiaoye knew the bad habits of these vendors and liked to bully strangers.

Because the morning market is a measure to benefit the people, it is not a formal business area, and there are no fixed stalls allocated. It is operated by whoever occupies the land. At this time, it is inevitable that there will be restless vendors who want to squeeze out their peers, and even some

Violence can bully and dominate the market.

However, now that he has practiced the Mountain God's Evergreen Technique and has become a master of martial arts, Jiang Xiaoye is so confident that he is not afraid of these guys at all. He picked up another bamboo basket and looked at the vendor provocatively.

The vendor gasped when he saw it. The large basket of oranges looked to be at least over 200 kilograms. The young man in front of him actually picked it up so easily. So fiercely?

Moreover, this guy also speaks in a very arrogant tone, so he can’t be offended!

The hawker decisively stopped talking.

Jiang Xiaoye glanced at several orange stalls, one of which had a paper shell with a price of 10 yuan.

So these broken oranges still cost 10 yuan? Then, the oranges irrigated by the spiritual rain are priced at 15 yuan, isn’t it a bit low?

"Jiang Xiaoye?"

A slightly proud and mean voice sounded, and the voice was somewhat familiar. Jiang Xiaoye looked up and saw a tall woman wearing sexy, tight white silk clothes and big waves standing in front of him.

"Song Jiajia!" Jiang Xiaoye secretly cursed the bad luck.

Song Jiajia was his ex-girlfriend in college, and she couldn't really be considered a standard ex-girlfriend. However, as soon as they agreed to date, Chen Hang, a second-generation rich man in the same class, poached her by throwing money at her. It was okay to go back on her word, but she wouldn't do it again after that.

Forgetting to belittle Jiang Xiaoye so much that Jiang Xiaoye felt disgusted when he saw her!

At this moment, there was a young man standing next to Song Jiajia. He was wearing a Versace suit and a brand-name brand. He had oily hair and his nostrils were almost turned up. It was Chen Hang.

"Haha, Jiang Xiaoye, are you too hopeless? Are you really going home to farm?"

Seeing Jiang Xiaoye, Chen Hang's disdain on his face was not concealed, he grabbed Song Jiajia's waist and said arrogantly: "If you really have no way out, you might as well come to me. After all, you can be a classmate, and you have the guts."

It’s a bit embarrassing to tell my classmates about this.”

"Haha." Jiang Xiaoye didn't bother to raise his eyes.

Song Jiajia, who was next to her, did not see Jiang Xiaoye's humble mood as expected. Instead, she and the two of them were ignored, and she suddenly said in a harsh voice: "Chen Hang is now the manager of Blue City Group, with a monthly salary of hundreds of thousands, you can give him whatever you want.

If you arrange a job, it will be 10,000 times better than that of a farmer!"

"Yes, our company is looking for security guards and cleaners. Although the quota is limited, if you are willing, I can take you. Three thousand or four thousand a month is not enough for me to have a meal, but it should be enough for your family."

It’s a year’s expense, right?”

Chen Hang's mouth was filled with a sarcastic sneer.

At the college reunion, Chen Hang drugged a goddess, but Jiang Xiaoye broke into him and started a fight with him. This incident caused a stir in the whole school and made him unable to hold his head up. Naturally, Chen Hang was very fond of Jiang Xiaoye.

He is filled with hatred to the core and stumbles everywhere.

Seeing that Jiang Xiaoye still had a calm expression, Chen Hang couldn't help but be angry. A poor country man dared to provoke him.

"By the way, you were fired from your previous job without reason because it was my dad's friend's company. Just two words can make you lose your job. Are you surprised, hahaha!"

"It's really you."

Jiang Xiaoye was fired out of nowhere. The manager who fired him said that he had offended someone, and Jiang Xiaoye also made some speculations.

But think about it, if it were not because of Chen Hang, he might not be able to get the mountain god inheritance now. Jiang Xiaoye suddenly felt that he should also thank Chen Hang?

"That's me! Haha, I just want you to know that there will be no good consequences for offending me, Chen Hang!"

Chen Hang laughed proudly, glanced at the orange stall, and said disdainfully: "Song Jiajia, look at how difficult our old classmates are, how about buying all the oranges back?"

Song Jiajia also chuckled, her whole body pressed against Chen Hang, and said in a greasy tone: "Hey, dear, how about some charity? These oranges don't cost much, how about I give them to you?"

Moments?”

As he said that, he started to take out his cell phone.

Jiang Xiaoye cursed secretly.

This shameless pair clearly wanted to humiliate themselves in their circle of friends.

Although I don’t feel ashamed to be a farmer and sell oranges, I can’t let them complain.

So, Jiang Xiaoye also quickly took out his mobile phone and took a few photos, including Chen Hang and Song Jiajia. He also specially selected ugly color settings and shooting angles to make the two of them look ugly.

Decisively post on Moments!

More than 20 years of hand speed is no guarantee————

"Selling some oranges in the morning, I met Chen Hang and Song Jiajia. Chen Hang said that he has an annual salary of tens of millions. I am so envious! Such a rich man with an annual salary of tens of millions actually comes to bargain and buy pickles early in the morning. How frugal!"

As soon as the circle of friends was posted, Jiang Xiaoye took back his phone, what the heck!

"Come on, Jiang Xiaoye, bring me five pounds of oranges, and you don't have to change the rest!"

Chen Hang took out a red banknote from his wallet, flicked it gracefully, and the banknote fell on the orange.

With a mocking look on his face, he waited for Jiang Xiaoye to pick it up, and reminded Song Jiajia to take a photo of Jiang Xiaoye's ugly act of picking up the banknotes.

But I never expected it.

"I'm afraid you two have never eaten any good-quality oranges. You want to buy five kilograms of oranges from me for only 100 yuan? If you are poor, just tell me and I will give you oranges to eat. Come on, come on, take the money

Come on, I’ll give you these two oranges for free.”

Jiang Xiaoye waved his hand and swept the banknotes to the ground. He picked up two oranges with a look of disgust and stuffed them into Chen Hang's hand.

He looked at the two of them with pity, and said hehe: "My oranges cost fifty yuan per catty, which is a bit expensive. If you don't have money, don't make yourself fat, just eat them. It's so pitiful."

Haha, five pounds of oranges cost one hundred yuan, and you don’t need change? Can my oranges be so cheap?

Jiang Xiaoye sneered: "Let's go, don't disturb my business."

Chen Hang, who took the two oranges, looked confused.

After a few seconds, I realized that black lines were covering my forehead.

Why did I accept it so easily?

Especially when he saw a few vendors watching the fun laughing nearby, he said angrily: "Are you laughing? Jiang Xiaoye, are you so poor that you are crazy? Are you selling these lousy oranges for fifty yuan a pound?"
Chapter completed!