Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

When dusk fell, Fang Yan finally took his stall.

I don’t know if his dishes are fresh, or if he drags on the sign of the Fang family’s surname. After one day, Fang Yan actually sold a lot. After he returned, he poured out all the money in the small bag and let Fang Ke helped count.

While Fang Ke was counting, Fang Yan kept watching eagerly, his little head swaying little by little, as he shook his movements, watching Fang Ke stop, he immediately couldn't wait to say: "How is it? Big brother? How much did I sell today?"

"A lot." Fang Ke said a number with a smile, and immediately saw the exaggerated expression of surprise on the child's face.

That is indeed a lot!

More than all his pocket money combined!

Fang Yan only set the unit price according to the price of imported vegetables. The price of imported vegetables was not low. In addition, he sold a lot of quantity. In total, he had already had an astronomical figure that surprised him.

Fang Huai, who was still laughing at him, couldn't say anything. He floated over and took a look, looking at the thick pile of banknotes with envy in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, his younger brother would surpass him and become a profitable person in the family first!Fang Huai couldn't believe it. In his mind, his younger brother Xiaoxiaoruan should be the one who was hiding behind him and was protected. How come he suddenly turned the other way around, on the contrary, it seemed that he was very useless?

Obviously it's just selling vegetables... Even if it's just selling vegetables, my younger brother is even better than him!

Fang Huai's eyes widened, and he couldn't wait to rush up and move all his toys down. He also took out the stalls and sold them like his brother.

The old man and the old lady even boasted and boasted about the self-reliant little grandson, and even Fang's mother looked proud.

Fang's father was helpless, and secretly pulled his wife to the corner and said: "Now everyone is also looking at our face. You don't know, every family has ordered vegetables outside in the orchard, waiting for the freshness of this time. In the past, no one will take care of the inkstone business. You are making trouble with the inkstone now, and no one will buy groceries with the inkstone in the future. What should I do if the inkstone is sad? Besides, there is only a little dish in our family. Where can I buy inkstone?"

Fang Mu gave him a white look and thought: Not only is it not enough, it is more than enough.

Fang's father didn't know Fang Yan's magical space, but she knew that there were a lot of vegetables grown there, and she was worried about how to solve it.

But she still said: "Inkstone is still only a student now, that is to take advantage of the rest of the day to play, wait for two days to be Monday again, he is going to school again, how can there be so much time to sell vegetables? I really can’t see it, so I asked Yanyan another tutor to teach him a few more classes, so he didn’t have time to think about selling vegetables.”

But is Father Fang willing?

Father Fang couldn't bear it.

After thinking and thinking about it, he couldn't bear to watch Xuezhu's son suffer the torment of learning again. Seeing that Fang Yan was happy selling vegetables, he had to let him go.

It's a big deal that he gave up this old face, begging one by one, but he didn't believe that no one bought the inkstone dishes.No matter how bad, he finds someone to sell all the inkstone dishes, which is enough for the child to be happy.

What Fang's father expected and unexpectedly was that Fang Yan's business did not decrease the next day.

The grandfathers and ladies of the morning exercises still bought a bag of vegetables from his vegetable stall, but the number of people who bought them was a lot less than before. Fang Yan was not in a hurry, sitting on a small bench with his fairy tale book to read Then, when there is business, I will greet him. Seeing that the food on the vegetable stall is missing and then make up, I feel comfortable, but the Fang family who secretly watched are more panic than him.

At noon, after eating the lunch delivered by the housekeeper, Fang Yan put his vegetable stall in the shade under the tree, opened his fairy tale book, and continued reading from the place where he marked it last time.

Before he read a few pages, the top of his head suddenly went dark, blocking the light.

Fang Yan looked up blankly and saw Gu Rong's face.

He smiled subconsciously and yelled sweetly: "Big Brother Gu."

"It's me." Gu Rong rubbed a handful of the child's hair, then moved a small bench to sit down beside him and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm selling vegetables."

"Selling vegetables?" Gu Rong raised his eyebrows: "I thought it was someone else who was spreading the rumors, but I didn't expect it to be true. You can grow so many vegetables on your small plot, since these vegetables You can't finish it when it's cooked. You know how to sell it, but you don't know how to give me some?"

It was actually given.

When the vegetables in the yard just matured, they gave them a copy to all the people they knew, proudly picked them up, and said it was the vegetable grown by their own family's most precious golden lump. Gu's family naturally did not forget.

But at that point, the meal is over, there is no way to satisfy Gu Rong.

His eyes on these dishes are different from those of other people. These dishes are all made by him personally who watered them, pulled the weeds, and fertilized them. His eyes were no different from those of seeing his son. Fang Yan sent it to Gu’s family. Is it worthy of his "dad"'s heart of beloved son?

He didn't taste it himself, but was sold by the child first. Gu "Dad" seemed to have seen his own son being ruined.

Fang Yan covered his head and replied obediently, "Because I can't finish it."

There are so many vegetables in the space, you really want to eat it, you can eat it for a lifetime!

Gu Rong gritted his teeth, feeling very angry, but he couldn't say a word to the child.

He got up and ran to the small supermarket outside, bought two popsicles, and ate with the child on the bench one by one.

The noon scorching sun hung high above his head, and Fang Yan seriously licked the popsicles, the sweet taste directly cooled to the bottom of his heart.After eating half of it, he remembered, then raised his head and asked, "Big Brother Gu, what are you doing?"

"Of course I stopped by to see you." Gu Rong gave him a sideways look: "I just remembered asking me now?"

Fang Yan scratched his head and continued to lower his head to eat popsicles.

Gu Rong cracked the ice with a few clicks and swallowed the broken ice directly. He wiped a sweat and looked back at the child sitting on the bench and reading a book. He couldn't help but wonder: "You Don’t you feel tired? Even Fang Huai knows to hide in the house. It’s good for you to stay here all day and you are not afraid of sunstroke."

"I'm not afraid, Brother Gu, I'm used to it."

When I was still in the village, I had to stay outside to work even in the hottest heat. Now I just sit, and it's nothing to the other party's inkstone.

It's just that he was tanned before, like a charcoal. When he went out these two days, he seriously put on sunscreen!

Gu Rong frowned: "When are you going to sell these dishes?"

"When it's sold out, I'll close the stall."

"Sold out?"

Gu Rong turned his mind and got an idea.He stood up immediately, and did not forget to tell the child before leaving: "Don't run around, wait here for me to come back."

He ran away after speaking.

Fang Yan scratched his head in wonder, not knowing what he meant.