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Chapter 1583: Chapter 1582 – Picking Waterlons_1

Nobody had expected such a situation to erge, so there was an abundant planting of waterlons this year. Yang Hao owned four Imperial Manors, two of which grew waterlons while the other two fard crayfish.

The two Imperial Manors dedicated to waterlons covered an area of two thousand acres when combined, and all of these acres were planted with waterlon.

Each acre produced two thousand jin of waterlons, amounting to a total of four million jin from two thousand acres.

Out of the four million jin of waterlons, two thousand jin belonged to the Xie Family. The head of the Xie Family had hastened to collect the waterlons with their silver right after their feast concluded. In these days, she, the Palace, the Bei Residence, and the manor had also consud so, accounting for about a hundred thousand jin altogether. The remaining stock was still over three million jin, ensuring ample supply.

There was plenty of stock, and since this affluent traveling group had brought enough gold, Qiao Xiaomai, with a grand gesture, allowed them to enter the lon field to pick as they pleased, choosing any that caught their eye.

With permission from Qiao Xiaomai, the group faced a field of rotund, glistening green waterlons; the more they looked, the happier they beca, each grabbing sacks and baskets to rush in.

Qiao Xiaomai sliced open a few waterlons, offering a refreshing treat for those picking in the fields.

A waterlon weighed at least ten jin, priced at fifty taels per jin, so each cost no less than five hundred taels. By letting the group eat as they liked, she was essentially giving away a few thousand taels in profit.

The Grassland people were generous by nature, and Qiao Xiaomai was not stingy; neither were they when it ca to paying—they waved off the change nonchalantly.

The group showed their generosity, and Qiao Xiaomai was unwilling to take advantage. She gave away a few more waterlons.

Now, not having to worry about debts or constructing canals and roads, she felt no pressure and acted more magnanimously.

And when it ca to business, well, she favored dealing with such people.

The Aristocratic Families didn’t want to buy, right?

No problem, if need be, she’d sell to the Grassland people.

If there were any unsold waterlons, she’d keep them for herself. Just a few million jin to consu. With so many people eating, they would surely finish them before next year’s waterlon harvest.

Qiao Xiaomai’s open-handedness drew warm praise from the Grassland people. They said she was not only skilled at cooking but also at growing delicious waterlons and coming up with fun ideas. She was like a capable fairy descended to earth!

Flattered by their complints, Qiao Xiaomai felt delighted inside. Recently affected by slanderous gossip, she was now surrounded by a candid and enthusiastic group of tycoons who spoke sweetly as if their words were dipped in honey, seeing only her virtues as though they were half-blind to anything else.

The feeling was indeed wonderful.

Basking in delight, Qiao Xiaomai couldn’t help but give away dozens more waterlons, packing the carts full to the brim.

As evening approached, it was ti to head back to Capital City.

The group had purchased a total of two hundred thousand jin of waterlons, filling two hundred carts. Together with their own carriages and the soldiers protecting Qiao Xiaomai, they ford an extrely long caravan that attracted countless gazes.

Especially those two hundred carts of waterlons, with their patterns and shiny green roundness, tied on the carts with hemp ropes, looked particularly enticing.

Those who had tasted them last year saw them and, recalling their flavor, couldn’t help but salivate unconsciously.

Out of sight, out of mind, but once in view, the foggy mories beca vivid, and their taste was elevated a notch thanks to the beautifying function of mory.

Oh, how they yearned to eat them!

They really longed to savor them!

These Barbarians from the northern Grasslands purchased so many—such wealth!

Buying so much, how did they plan to consu it all? Surely they wouldn’t treat them as their staple food?

Oh, how envious others were!

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