klisemfg Chapter 491 Chen Hao's Dream of Getting Rich
Chapter 491 Chen Hao's Dream of Getting Rich
A watermelon is not small, but there are so many people here.
The old man, the old lady, Niu Gengshen, Ye Jin, Wang Cheng, Director Wang, Zhou Qing, Chen Jianjun, plus Chen Feng, Chen Hao, Chen Li, Hu Bayi, Wang Kaixuan, Zhu Zhu, Zhu Lin, and He Yushui, a total of sixteen people.
Each person got only two small pieces.
This was specially cut into 32 small pieces by Hu Bayi.
"Don't eat the watermelon seeds, especially you guys. If they get into your stomachs and sprout and take root, don't complain about the pain in your stomachs!"
Zhou Qing warned the children in a threatening manner.
"Auntie, I know. My mother told me not to eat watermelon seeds, otherwise my stomach would burst from the watermelon."
Little Zhuzhu's innocent words made the adults laugh.
The older ones, such as Zhu Lin and Chen Hao, naturally knew that this was impossible, but they were happy that the two younger girls, Zhu Zhu and Chen Li, fell into the trap just like them.
Fatty Wang added fuel to the fire and said, "Lily, did you hear that? It seems like you swallowed some watermelon seeds just now."
"I didn't." Chen Li said fearlessly.
"You didn't see it." Fatty Wang continued to threaten.
"Fatty, are you looking for a fight?" Chen Jianjun glanced at him and scared Fatty Wang so much that he shut up immediately.
In the first half of the year, the old man laid the foundation for them, mainly practicing simple training such as standing still. Now, Chen Feng and Chen Jianjun are in charge, one practicing moves and secret techniques during the day, and the other practicing sparring and training in the evening.
After a sparring session, all three of them received a lot of punches from Chen Jianjun.
"Hehehe!" Chen Li was very proud to have her father to rely on.
"Big pot, this green melon tastes better than cucumber, you can eat it too."
Chen Li finished the watermelon in just a few bites.
Chen Feng gave her the piece in his hand as a reward.
He had already collected a few watermelon seeds and thrown them into the open space in the space. In a few days, he would be able to harvest a large number of watermelons, so this little one was not a big deal.
But the little foodie got a piece, took a small bite happily, then raised his little hand high, holding up the watermelon and insisting that Chen Feng have a bite too.
"Brother won't eat it, so you can eat it yourself."
"do not want!"
"You, you!" Chen Feng had no choice but to break the small piece and give half to each of him and the little girl.
"Hehe, a big pot is great." The little girl finished the remaining small piece in two bites.
The watermelon scoop was left on the ground to rot, and the old lady swept the watermelon seeds together, washed them with clean water, and placed them on a piece of cloth to dry.
"Grandma, grandma, do you want to grow watermelons?" Zhu Zhu ran over and asked curiously.
"Well, let's try it next year. If it works, you can come to my house to eat watermelon." The old lady said with a smile.
Chen Li hugged Chen Feng and whispered, "Big Pot, can we eat the watermelon secretly from now on?"
Little foodies aged 3 or 4 are at the stage where they are most protective of their food. They are reluctant to give away their favorite food and share it with others, especially those who are not their family members.
She is still quite sensible, compared to the little foodies in other families.
When seeing your good things being shared with others, crying and making a fuss is the least of your worries, you might even go as far as to curse.
"It's okay. Big brother will buy you another watermelon tomorrow." Chen Feng comforted his younger sister and went to the kitchen to help Wang divide the meat.
Three hundred and sixty-nine pounds and three ounces equals three hundred and seventy pounds, and at two dollars and fifty cents per pound, the total is 925 dollars.
Chen Feng got the money and said to Chen Hao, Hu Bayi, and Wang Pangzi who were practicing in the yard, "Come here. Although the three of you didn't make a big contribution, you followed me up the mountain. Ten yuan each."
"Any different opinions?"
Chen Hao was pleasantly surprised and said, "No, brother, whatever you say is what I will listen to you."
The three of them didn't expect that there would be money to share.
With the establishment of the new era, apprentices also have wages, unlike in the past when apprentices had no wages for three years and simply worked for their masters.
But the three of them didn't contribute much when they went up the mountain. When three wild boars charged, they shot at them twice and didn't kill any of them.
In the end, Chen Feng shot them accurately in the forehead.
Fatty Wang's face became even rounder as he laughed, making him look like a fat mouse.
"Hey, I have ten dollars!"
"Hahaha!"
Hu Bayi was the calmest. He had saved hundreds of yuan in pocket money, but the ten yuan he earned through his own efforts was completely different from the pocket money given by his parents at home.
This is a sense of accomplishment, which makes him feel very satisfied.
"Haozi, your uncle has ten dollars!" Fatty Wang said excitedly.
No wonder he is so happy, the Wang family is incomparable to the Hu family.
Like Chen Jianjun, Mr. Wang is helping his comrades-in-arms and relatives, and his family has no money.
Unlike the Hu family, although Hu Yunxuan is poor, he can't compare to Huo Zhilan who is rich!
I guess Fatty Wang’s pocket money for the year added up to only a few dollars.
"Daguo, let's go up the mountain tomorrow!"
"Yes, catch wild boars and sell them to Uncle Niu and Uncle Ye." Chen Hao's face turned red with excitement.
His mathematical calculation ability has skyrocketed.
Ten yuan for one time, twenty yuan for two times, three times... about seventeen or eighteen times a month.
Oh my god, more than a hundred yuan, which is more than my dad and mom’s salary combined!
Zhu Lin, Zhu Zhu and Chen Li were so envious.
Especially Chen Li, her eyes kept moving over the ten receipts in the hands of her three brothers.
"Let's talk about it tomorrow. Maybe it will rain." Chen Feng said while looking at the clouds in the sky. He hoped it would rain. It hadn't rained for more than half a month.
"Ah?" Chen Hao and Fatty Wang looked at the sky in disappointment.
“I still want to get rich!”
"Me too!"
It wasn’t just the cunning little foodie Chen Li who robbed the three of them of their hard-earned money.
"Xiao Feng, giving them ten yuan is a bit too much." Zhou Qing's heart of a mother who wanted to "keep the money for her son" was ready to act.
"Mom, this money was given to me by my eldest brother, you can't confiscate it!" Chen Hao felt a dangerous aura approaching, and immediately put the money into his pocket, while looking at Chen Feng.
Zhou Qing was so angry that he wanted to beat him up.
"I'm keeping it for you."
"I don't want it. I can keep it myself." Chen Hao said unconvinced.
Chen Feng advised: "Mom, Chen Hao is not a child anymore, he is already in the fourth grade. He earns his own money, let him learn how to spend it and learn how to allocate his money reasonably."
In his opinion, it is more important to let younger brothers of this age learn how to spend money correctly than to help keep the money.
Because once you learn how to spend money, you have to learn how to make money, even if it means living off others.
Working hard and saving money can change your class attributes?
He hadn't heard of it, he had only heard of people taking risky investments and starting successful businesses.
"Ten dollars is too much." Zhou Qing muttered, and when he saw that the old man and the old lady were silent, he gave up on confiscating most of the money and left him only one or two dollars.
Chen Hao breathed a sigh of relief.
It was a close call, I almost got robbed by my own mother!
Director Wang looked at Chen Feng and exclaimed: "Xiao Feng is so young, but he knows how to teach his brother how to hunt and spend money. This is amazing!"
"No, no, he's still young." The old lady likes people praising her eldest grandson the most. She seems humble, but she doesn't refute.
After Wang Cheng and his companions got the meat, they hurried back and said goodbye one after another.
The temperature is too high now, and if it is not disposed of in time, it will easily rot.
The little girl ran to Chen Hao, took his hand and said coquettishly: "Second brother, you have so much money, go buy some milk popsicles!"
(Milk popsicle, the best-selling one in Beijing, 5 cents a piece, the full name is "Arctic Ocean" milk popsicle, which is considered a kind of ice cream).