By the time Liang Dongting left, more than half the truckload of watermelons had been sold.
Thanks to Li Long, every household had some cash this year from weaving Taibazi, binding Big Brooms, and now digging cynomorium. At the very least, they could scrape together eighty cents or a yuan. Watermelons cost three cents a kilogram, so fifty kilograms came to only one yuan fifty.
There weren't many households in the production team, but everyone knew these were watermelons from Xiayedi. Liang Dongting had also smashed open several beside the truck for everyone to taste. They really were good-after trying them, how could anyone not buy some?
Half a sack for one person, a whole sack for another, and more than half the truckload was unloaded.
"I never expected this. I hauled them all the way from Xiayedi, and everything I sold along the way didn't even add up to a third of what I sold in your team!" Liang Dongting said feelingly. "Your people really do have money."
"Heh." Li Qingxia had wanted to put in a good word for Li Long, but held back.
"All right, most of the melons are sold. I'd better head back today," Liang Dongting said. "Come to Xiayedi when you've got time, brother. I'll look after you, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"
"Sure," Li Qingxia said. "I'll definitely come when I have time."
After the truck left, Li Long said:
"I'll go rest at the Stable for a while, then come back this afternoon to set the nets."
"Go on. You wore yourself out today," Liang Yuemei said. "We really owe you."
Without Li Long, who knew how long it would have taken her to cook after coming home? Du Chunfang couldn't manage such a big pot of food, after all. It