"What? Did you say your watermelon isn't for sale anymore?"
After Shi Chunming heard Shi Lichun and his wife's decision, he was immediately confused.
"No. It's not that we're not selling our watermelons anymore, but we're not selling them to that Boss Liu." Shi Lichun shook his head and said, "I've troubled everyone to come over. In two days, I'll invite everyone to help."
The so-called help was to invite them to work again.
To rural people, this work was a part-time job.
Based on eight hours, a man's day rate was 100 dollars, and a woman's day rate was 80 dollars.
Some of the villagers didn't understand.
He asked, "Lichun, there are still so many watermelons left in the Shi brothers' fields. Are you really not selling these watermelons?"
Shi Lichun was unwilling to let his niece take the blame.
He shook his head and said, "No, Boss Liu's purchase price is really too low. I'm really unwilling to sell it to him."