Gourd Farm Chapter 67
Translated by Etherna (ko-fi)
Chapter 67: Encountering a Dog Dealer
The Huas, a family of three, returned from the field and saw Yang Feng selling tomatoes.
Hua Wuque approached, picked up a tomato, wiped it clean, and bit into it, saying, "Yang Feng, do you still need help?"
"No, it's almost done."
"But I thought you sold a whole truckload of tomatoes yesterday, didn't you?"
"Making the most of the high prices and selling as much as I can"
"Little Feng, you've got quite a yield from this greenhouse," observed Mrs. Hua.
"It's not bad, but there are still some that haven't ripened," replied Yang Feng. He then picked up a few tomatoes and handed them to Mr and Mrs. Hua. "After a day's work, have a snack to quench your thirst."
Mr. Hua, an honest and straightforward man, gave a nod and a warm smile as he accepted the tomatoes offered by Yang Feng.
"Mm, these tomatoes are really good," Mrs. Hua remarked as she wiped them clean and took small bites.
Hua Wuque approached and asked, "Boss, what's the current price for these tomatoes? Our greenhouse will be ready to sell in about a week."
Mr. Qi was busy with his accounts, so Mrs. Qi answered, "The normal price is five yuan per kilogram, but for these, the purchase price today is 8.8 yuan."
She couldn't help but feel a bit dissatisfied with the high prices. However, she understood that there was nothing she could do about it.
"What?"
Hua Wuque was shocked to hear about the huge price difference. "Yang Feng, you're also selling M6 tomatoes, why is there such a price gap?"
"Well, the prices are determined by the boss, and I don't have all the details," Yang Feng replied, avoiding further explanation and handing the bag to Mr. Qi.
"Do we really need to ask? In simple terms, it's about winning the market," Mr. Qi explained, leaving Hua Wuque still confused, ultimately accepting it with some reluctance.
"Mr. Yang, this time it's a total of 3,200 kilograms, totaling 28,160 yuan. How would you like to receive the payment, transfer or cash?"
"Let's go with a bank transfer, it's more convenient."
"Old man, with this much money earned by Young Feng this time, you must be confident now."
Listening to the boss instantly announcing a sum of over 20,000 yuan, Aunt Hua was filled with envy and didn't forget to encourage Uncle Hua.
"Ah."
Uncle Hua, seemingly lost in thought, turned and walked back home, leaving Aunt Hua somewhat embarrassed.
"Mr. Yang, we'll head back now," Aunt Hua said, giving Yang Feng a slightly awkward smile.
Aunt Hua picked up her hoe, gave Yang Feng a nod, and went to catch up with Uncle Hua. This was true companionship in their old age. Although they quarreled occasionally, it didn't affect their life together. Unlike today's young people who argue and end up splitting apart as easily as eating and drinking.
"Yang Feng, what are you looking at?"
As Yang Feng was lost in thought staring at the road, Xia Ying emerged from the greenhouse.
"Oh, I wasn't looking at anything."
Things here were pretty much settled, so Xia Ying was preparing to check on the strawberries in greenhouse number three.
The strawberries in the greenhouse had grown a few more days since their last check. They appeared taller and had sprouted new leaves.
Xia Ying crouched down on the ground, holding a notebook that seemed to have appeared in her hand without Yang Feng noticing.
"Yang Feng, come take a look."
"What's up?"
He walked over to Xia Ying, who was staring at a strawberry and seemed to have made markings on it.
Xia Ying pointed excitedly at the strawberries in front of her. "Look, these are the ones I planted, and I made special markings when I planted them. It's only been half a month, and the leaves have already formed their typical shape."
"What's so strange about that? Isn't it normal?"
After looking for a while, Yang Feng couldn't see anything special.
While taking notes, Xia Ying explained, "I heard from Sister Wan'er that it usually takes at least a month for strawberries to reach this stage."
"Oh, maybe it's because of the different varieties," Yang Feng casually replied.
Speaking of Wan'er, he hadn't seen her for several days. She used to visit the greenhouse regularly.
"Xia Ying, why haven't we seen Wan'er recently? You're quite close to her, right?"
"Well, she said a few days ago that she had to attend a meeting in the county. But considering the time, she should be back now. These data were what Sister Wan'er asked me to keep."
"Why bother remembering all these things?"
"Sister Wan'er said having this data could help better understand the characteristics of strawberries. It will be helpful for future cultivation. Using our greenhouse as an experimental point could lead to better propagation."
"... Using our greenhouse for experiments, I wonder if Wan'er's efforts will be fruitful in the end."
"How are the strawberries, Xia Ying?"
Before Yang Feng and Xia Ying could fully grasp the situation, a person pushed the curtain aside and rushed in. Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Wan'er, who had been missing for a few days.
"Wow."
As soon as Liu Wan'er stepped into the greenhouse, she widened her eyes and her small mouth formed an 'O' shape at the sight of the strawberries.
"Xia Ying, am I seeing things right? The leaves of these strawberries have grown out completely in just three or four days?"
Xia Ying walked over and handed her a small notebook.
"Sister Wan'er, these are the data you asked for."
Liu Wan'er examined it carefully for a few minutes. "This doesn't seem right. Are you sure you didn't make a mistake? I've been conducting experiments for several years, and I've never seen data like this before."
Liu Wan'er furrowed her brows, becoming increasingly puzzled as she continued to examine the data.
Xia Ying walked over and said confidently, "There's no mistake. I've marked everything accurately.”
The two of them continued their discussion, Yang Feng couldn't get a word in edgewise, so he decided to leave.
"Bark! Bark! Bark!"
As soon as he stepped out, he heard a series of barks. When he looked ahead, he saw a dog dealer on a motorcycle collecting dogs.
There were two large iron cages hanging on both sides of the motorcycle, each containing a dog of unknown size.
Yang Feng used to hear people say that these dog dealers claimed to be collecting dogs, but in reality, they were stealing them. Whether it was true or not remained unknown.
After watching for a few minutes, he noticed that one of the dog dealer's cages seemed to be loose, and he was trying to fix it.
The motorcycle came to a stop.
Having nothing better to do, he walked over to take a look.
"Bark! Bark! Bark!"
As he approached, he saw a dog inside the cage, barking. Its breed was unknown, but its entire body was covered in white fur, albeit dirty. Its eyes were filled with helplessness.
"What's all the barking about? Shut up, or I'll kill you!"
The dog dealer was trying to fix the iron cage. Seeing the dog inside barking incessantly, he approached and kicked the cage, causing it to shake violently.
The dog that had just been barking furiously immediately curled up in a corner of the cage, completely still.
"Hey, boss, where did you find this dog?" Yang Feng asked.
The dog dealer turned to look at Yang Feng. "What's it to you? Do you want to sell a dog too?"
"No, not really, but I must say, this dog of yours looks pretty good."
"Of course, this isn't an ordinary mutt. It's a purebred, something like a Sas...whatever. Anyway, it's not common."
"Siberian Husky."
The dog dealer slapped his thigh. "Exactly, it's a Siberian Husky."
"What price did you get it for?" Yang Feng didn't want to engage with the dog dealer too much. This guy couldn't even remember the dog's name, yet he was claiming it to be a purebred.
"Oh, you seem to know your stuff. I got it for 600. How much more are you willing to pay?" The dog dealer's eyes shifted around as he spoke, clearly not telling the truth.
"300. Sell it to me, or forget it."
If Yang Feng didn't buy the dog, it would likely end up in a small slaughterhouse. In that case, it would be difficult to sell it even for 200. If it weren't for the fact that the dog looked quite impressive and could intimidate people due to its size, he wouldn't have bothered spending the money to buy it.
