Daohua followed Yan Zhigao and Madam Li, welcoming Li Xingnian through the door, as the group chatted and made their way toward the old lady's courtyard.
"Little sister, how did you come up with the idea to plant watermelons? And to grow them so well?" Li Xingnian asked Madam Li.
As a merchant who had traveled extensively from south to north over the years, he was well aware that watermelons were not easy to cultivate.
Just after entering Xingzhou City, he had passed by the Yan Family's shop and made a point to look at the watermelons they were selling. Goodness, they looked even better than those he had seen in Beijing.
Madam Li laughed, "It's all thanks to that impish girl Daohua. Last year she planted two acres of watermelon in her hometown and saved some seeds. As our newly purchased estate had some vacant land, we decided to plant them there."