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Chapter 335 - Chapter 335 Dont even compare to a dogs chewing_1

Chapter 335: Don’t even compare to a dog’s chewing_1 Chapter 335: Don’t even compare to a dog’s chewing_1 This is such a conscienceless question!

Zhang Yanping was simply dumbstruck–did he look like he had the demeanor of a provincial committee member? Why was everyone asking about becoming a civil servant!

Therefore, he asked with equal seriousness, “Secretary Xiaozu, if I go to take the civil service exam, can you guarantee I’ll be assigned to our village?”

Who could guarantee that?

Secretary Xiaozu immediately fell silent.

Zhang Yanping started quivering, “See! You also know how hard life is once you leave this village, don’t you? I have a good life now, why would I take the civil service exam, what for?”

“Do I want to go somewhere else where the food isn’t good and there’s more trouble?”

Zu Jun: …Damn!

What he said actually made a lot of sense!

Looking at the watermelon in her own hand, their Zu family must have been blessed by their ancestors… oh no, in this life, certainly by their protectors!

So, with an “ah wu” she bit into the crisp, sweet, and refreshing flesh of the watermelon and then lightly changed the subject. She actively called out to everyone, “Eat melon, eat melon!”

The yard fell silent.

It was only after a while that Xin Jun suddenly “pfft” laughed, and then laughter spread contagiously throughout the yard.

Meanwhile, Song Tan took this opportunity to say, “Then since we’re handing out melons, I’ll take several to my eldest uncle and aunt too, since I’m going to the city today anyhow, I might as well handle it in one trip.”

“But save some dinner for me, I’m not fond of eating out.”

Qiaoqiao then eagerly approached:

“Sister, are you taking me with you today? I want to take my Ultraman backpack, he hasn’t seen the sky outside yet.”

What outside sky? Isn’t it all the same sky?

Speechless, Song Tan was also a bit curious, “How are you going to carry him?”

Qiaoqiao became proud:

“Grandpa’s house has my old long johns, I’ll take the elastic from them and tie it onto Seiro, then I can carry him on my back.”

“The power from the M78 Nebula will make me into a Herculean figure in the light, and I can carry two melons!”

Song Tan sneered, “I can carry four!”

Qiaoqiao grew anxious, “I can carry six!”

Song Tan: …Give it up, if you carry six, I’m afraid you’ll smash my melons!

Whether it’s Ultraman or Seiro, if they don’t buy melons, then they’re not good Ultramen!

“Alright, alright, off you go.”

Song Tan quickly changed the subject, “Oh right, Mom, bring out the digital scale for me to put in the car later.”

It’s been such a long time since we’ve sold anything, even when we do sell, we hardly use a scale, I almost forgot about it.

“Bring out what?” Wu Lan was no longer quite so penny-pinching, “Our family needs it to weigh tea leaves tonight. Since you’re going to the city, you can just buy one along the way, no big deal.”

Fine then.

Song Tan nodded and then began to calculate–

She would deliver 3 melons to her eldest aunt’s family, 6 to her eldest maternal uncle’s mother, and another 3 to her eldest aunt’s place.

As for the eldest uncle… she hadn’t mentioned it in front of Grandpa just then, but she was going to give, so she decided to give one!

She should also prepare her eldest uncle mentally–Grandpa was about to renovate the old house, and as the eldest son, he should prepare some money in advance!

That way, keeping 13 melons would be enough.

…

By this time, everyone had crunched their way through a watermelon, far from satisfied.

Seventh Uncle glanced at the wide-eyed eaters seated around him, and decisively took a knife to open another one without any hesitation.

This one seemed a bit more reserved, not splitting open spontaneously when the knife touched it.

But as the knife cut halfway through, it also snapped with a “crack”.

Everyone gobbled up a total of three melons, and just as it was getting close to lunchtime, Seventh Uncle finally called a halt.

“All done eating? Don’t leave yet, help with peeling the watermelon. Scrape off the flesh you all gnawed on, and shave off the outer green skin as well.”

Actually, for something like this, it would have been more convenient to slice out the melon flesh with a knife right before eating.

But alas, everyone said eating it that way lacked soul, insisting they had to hold big chunks and bite into them with juicy faces to really enjoy it.

Since lunchtime could be early or late, it didn’t matter much, so Seventh Uncle simply let it be.

But now he regretted it–

“Look at the way you all have gnawed on the rind, all uneven, worse than a dog’s chewing! How much is left to slice off afterward?”

Song Tan glanced over and saw it was truly worse than if a dog had chewed it.

To be honest, the King consumed it much more neatly.

Zhang Yanping still held a small knife and, looking at the thin layer of watermelon rind, fell silent.

The rind was already thin, and after their messy eating required shaving off a part, the outer green layer also needed to be peeled away.

No matter how careful, the piece left in hand would barely be two to three millimeters thick.

The group exchanged glances.

In the end, it was Xin Jun who suggested–

“Then… how about we eat two more melons?”

“This time, let’s slice off the flesh first.”

Good lord!

After downing five melons, would anyone still have room for lunch?

Seventh Uncle didn’t even know what to say.

“The main issue is you’ve gnawed them so messily; if there were some red flesh left on top, a thin slice wouldn’t matter–I could make watermelon sugar that is chewy and sweeter than winter melon sugar, very delicious.”

“If no red flesh is left, only the white, then you can make pickled watermelon. Or you could just stir-fry it with our homemade green pepper beef sauce–or if nothing else works, a stir-fried shredded watermelon rind at noon. That’s also very tasty.”

“Now…”

The old man looked at the tragically disfigured watermelon rinds on the ground and finally sighed:

“Let’s just feed it to the pigs.”

After a moment’s thought, he still instructed:

“Next time we eat melon, everyone needs to slice off the flesh first. Even if it’s not enough for a whole pot, even just enough for a plate, I’ll mix up a cold dish for you to try at least!”

Slurp!

Just the mention made everyone’s mouth water!

Even Song Youde, no longer young, felt his stomach growl. He looked around at all the strong young men and sturdy workers, considering how small his own watermelons were–

“Why don’t we… eat two more?”

“That’s right, Uncle!”

Song Sancheng also felt unsatisfied and spoke with conviction: “Watermelon is mostly water; it’ll just slosh around in the belly and disappear. Eating two more won’t affect our lunch!”

He then looked around and saw Qiaoqiao standing by: “Qiaoqiao hasn’t learned this dish yet, shouldn’t you give her a chance?”

Good lord, Qiaoqiao was just waiting for this watermelon rind technique, wasn’t she?

Seventh Uncle said with some annoyance, “Eat, eat, this time I’ll slice off the flesh first–right, what do you want for lunch? Stir-fried or cold dish?”

It had to be the cold watermelon rind dish!

Seventh Uncle humphed, with swift knife work, he cut two more melons. He split them into eight slices each, then smoothly shaved off the flesh.

One could see the emerald green outer layer, with about five millimeters of white rind, topped with two to three millimeters of red flesh, all evenly and smoothly cut.

Zu Jun, looking on, suddenly sighed:

“Song Tan, why didn’t you plant some thick-skinned watermelons when you decided to grow them?”

Song Tan: …

That was a good question.

Why hadn’t she planted some with a thick rind?

Because nobody who grows watermelons likes them with thick skin!!!

Besides, given how plump her hillside watermelons were, even if they had thick skins, they would still be stretched taut by the robust, full fruit inside!

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