"We should indeed give it a name. Has Tongtong thought of one?" This was the dog Tongtong had brought home, so Liu Yifeng decided to let him choose.
Tongtong thought seriously for a moment. "Hmm... its fur is so white, why not call it Little White?"
"But Little White will grow up, and it won't be appropriate to call it Little White when it's bigger," Liu Yifeng said softly.
"Then let's call it Big White. The name will fit perfectly when the dog grows up," Tongtong immediately thought of a new name.
Seeing Tongtong's fondness for the word "white," Liu Yifeng couldn't help but laugh. "Okay, Big White it is. That's a good name!"
Since he had decided to let Tongtong name it himself, he shouldn't interfere. Agreement was the right approach.
Seeing that Dad also liked the name, Tongtong happily kept calling out "Big White!"
The puppy, hearing its name, responded with barks, seeming to be very pleased with it.
Watching Tongtong and Big White getting along so well, Liu Yifeng felt very happy. Now he wouldn't have to worry about Tongtong being bored at home.
As soon as they arrived home, Tongtong, holding Big White, went to Liu Chunsheng. He introduced his puppy. "Grandpa, look! This is Big White. It will live with us from now on."
"Where did this little dog come from?" Liu Chunsheng asked, puzzled.
"I picked it up in the county town," Tongtong replied, stroking the puppy.
Upon hearing this, Liu Chunsheng immediately looked at Liu Yifeng. "You didn't steal someone's dog, did you?"
Liu Yifeng's expression was a mixture of amusement and helplessness. "Dad, you know what kind of person I am. How could I do such a thing?
This puppy was born to a stray dog that was hit by a car a few days ago and is now unattended.
Seeing how pitiful the dog was, Tongtong wanted to bring it back to raise, so I agreed."
"As long as it wasn't stolen!"
"Dad, Big White seems hungry. Hurry and make him some milk powder!" Tongtong urged, looking at the listless puppy.
"Milk powder? You even bought milk powder for the dog?" Liu Chunsheng's eyes widened.
He had never heard of buying milk powder for a dog to drink.
"This puppy is only a month old and its teeth aren't very good, so it can't eat hard food. That's why we bought some milk powder and dog food. When it gets bigger, it can eat whatever we eat," Liu Yifeng explained.
"Is the milk powder expensive?" This was what Liu Chunsheng cared about the most.
"Not at all. Two bags of milk powder only cost twenty yuan!" Liu Yifeng said.
"Alright, hurry up and make it!" Liu Chunsheng still felt a twinge of pain at the price, but since his grandson liked it, it was worth it, as long as the puppy could grow up well.
"Oh, and Dad, I bought you a hamburger and some chicken wings. Try them." Liu Yifeng suddenly remembered something and quickly took out the items he had bought from KFC from the car.
Although Liu Chunsheng had never eaten KFC before, he had seen plenty of advertisements on television.
Seeing that Yifeng had bought him these things, he immediately said, "This is food for children. Save it for Tongtong!"
"Tongtong has already eaten at the restaurant. I bought these specifically for you to try."
"Then save them for Tongtong tomorrow. We have plenty of leftovers from lunch at home, I can eat that.
Besides, I don't really like this stuff!"
Liu Yifeng knew his father was being reluctant to eat it, not that he didn't like it, and looked a bit helpless. "The weather is so hot, it will spoil if we keep it until tomorrow. Eat it since I bought it!"
"Grandpa, Tongtong ate so much he can't eat any more. Please eat it! It's really delicious."
Seeing that even Tongtong said so, Liu Chunsheng finally reached out and took them. "Alright then, I'll try how delicious this thing really is!"
With that, he took out the hamburger and took a bite. "Mmm, it's really delicious. Tongtong wasn't lying to Grandpa!"
"Dad, you eat first. I'll go make milk for Big White." Liu Yifeng went to the living room, washed the bottle, and prepared the milk powder according to the instructions.
After preparing it, Tongtong impatiently took the bottle and wanted to feed Big White himself.
Liu Yifeng watched Tongtong competently feeding the puppy milk and let him do as he pleased.
Just then, another person came to pick up watermelons.
It was none other than Liu Xincheng, the richest man in the village. When he saw the watermelons in the yard, weighing at least forty to fifty jin, he was stunned.
He himself grew and sold watermelons, and he cultivated quite a bit of land, selling over a hundred thousand jin of watermelons every year.
But he had never grown such large watermelons. One of these was equivalent to three of his, and the color was particularly emerald green, looking very appetizing.
If he were to sell this variety of watermelon, he could sell it for at least three yuan a jin.
Thinking of this, he immediately had an idea. "Yifeng, you've grown so many watermelons. Are you selling them?"
Liu Yifeng saw Liu Xincheng arrive, smiled politely, and replied, "I grew so many watermelons to sell for money. I can't possibly eat this many."
Liu Xincheng followed his words. "Then sell them to me. I'll contract all your watermelons, saving you the trouble of finding customers.
Let me tell you, watermelons at this time of year are not easy to sell. The market is almost saturated.
Fortunately, I have long-term cooperative clients who are fruit dealers and buy in large quantities. It's perfect for me to sell your watermelons to them."
Liu Yifeng knew that he wanted to act as an intermediary and make a profit.
But he was afraid that the price he wanted would be too high for him to afford.
He didn't refuse directly but asked, "Then what price per jin are you planning to buy my watermelons at?"
"As you know, most watermelons on the market sell for five or six mao per jin.
When growers sell to distributors, it's even cheaper, some two mao, some three mao, and at most not exceeding four mao per jin.
However, your watermelons are not only big, but their color is also very beautiful. I can give you a little more. I'll give you one yuan per jin, what do you say?" Liu Xincheng looked as if he was doing Yifeng a huge favor.
Liu Yifeng, upon hearing this, felt an urge to drive him away. He wasn't selling for six yuan, and now he was offering one yuan per jin. Was he an idiot?
Seeing Liu Yifeng's silence, Liu Xincheng became a little anxious. "What, you still think one yuan per jin is too little?
The watermelons on the market are only five mao per jin, and I'm offering to buy yours at one yuan, double the market price. Where else can you find such a good deal?
I'm only giving you special consideration because we are from the same village. Once this opportunity is gone, it won't come again."
"Thank you for your kind offer, but please allow me to consider it!" Liu Yifeng politely refused.
"What is there to consider? How about this, I'll add another five mao per jin. Are you satisfied now?" Liu Xincheng had been selling fruits for so many years, so he could naturally see the value of Liu Yifeng's watermelons.
Even if he bought them at two yuan, he would still make a good profit.
But who wouldn't want to make more money? He naturally wanted to suppress the price as much as possible. If he couldn't, then so be it. In any case, he had to make a profit.
Liu Yifeng couldn't help but find it amusing. He was selling them for six yuan per jin on the market and selling over twenty easily. Now he was offering one and a half yuan per jin? Was his brain rusted?
"I'm sorry, I'm not selling. If you're here to pick up watermelons, I'll register you now, and you can take two after registration." Liu Yifeng refused directly.
Liu Xincheng was somewhat displeased. "Yifeng, you won't sell them to me even at such a high price. What price do you intend to sell them at per jin?"
"The price I want is too high, and I'm afraid you can't afford it."
"Then tell me, in Liujia Village, there's nothing I can't afford." Liu Xincheng was convinced that Liu Yifeng's watermelons could fetch a high price, and he still wanted to buy them.
As long as the price was within his acceptable range, he would buy them even if he made less profit.
"Seven yuan per jin!" Liu Yifeng said directly.