Zhou Zheng was not angry either. He laughed twice and waved his hand at the female knight: "Hey, Yan Lan!"

The female knight heard Zhou Zheng call him and drove towards him in a car.

When he came to everyone, he first put down his feet, then took off his helmet, shook the big braid behind his head, and finally pulled down the face towel on his face.

The moment the face towel was pulled down, Bian Rui felt his eyes lit up.

This girl not only has a good figure, but also has a very good face. She has a standard oval face. Because her hair looks a little wide, there are two slender willow-leaf eyebrows under her forehead. Under her willow-leaf eyebrows are a pair of shiny black almond eyes. Her high and straight nose is like a ridge from her forehead to her mouth. Her mouth is slightly smaller, and her upper and lower red lips are slightly thick.

The girl's face looks like a figure walking out of the picture of a lady, full of the temperament of a classical beauty.

Perhaps the only "disadvantage" is that she is too tall. According to Bian Rui, the girl's net height should be about 1.8 meters tall, and she is not much shorter. This is obviously a bit too tall for ordinary men. She has to look up when she stands in front of her and speaks.

"Hello, I haven't seen you before. Is that your car? This is the first time I have seen the red limited edition." After Yan Lan greeted Zhou Zheng and others, he pointed at Bian Rui's car and asked.

Bian Rui nodded: "Yes, it's mine."

"Change the mistake?" Yan Lan asked again.

Bian Rui said: "I changed it slightly, and the original gilded mark was replaced by me with a silver three-dimensional mark."

"I don't think it's better than the original one. You change it, as if you're afraid that others won't know that you're an Indian," Yan Lan said.

Bian Rui said: "It doesn't matter, just change it."

"Why don't we play with it for a while? I want to buy this color, so I have to wait for a long time after asking," Yan Lan said.

After hearing this, Bian Rui took out the key from his pocket and threw it into Yan Lan's hand.

Yan Lan took Bian Rui's car keys and took the car to Bian Rui.

"Go, what a great opportunity. I'm optimistic about you, come on!" Hu Shuo gave Bian Rui a cheering gesture.

Bian Rui glanced at Hu Shuo: "You are still in junior high school. When a female classmate asked you to borrow an eraser, you think they are interested in you!"

Yan Lan's car key was in the car, and Bian Rui did not plan to ride a bike with Yan Lan. Although Yan Lan was a great beauty, Bian Rui really didn't feel that way now, and Bian Rui thought that a girl who was so beautiful could not be raised by herself. Since that's the case, why bother cutting willows in the spring breeze?

Zhou Zheng pretended to be upset at this time and punched him and said, "I would have bought the red limited edition if I had known it!"

Bian Ruiting was speechless.

At this time, Yan Lan had already started the car and rode to Bian Rui: "Why are you still standing? Go around!"

"Go, go!"

Hu Shuo and the others started to make excuses.

Bian Rui couldn't say anything now. He took Yan Lan's helmet and rode on Yan Lan's car. The two of them ran along the road side by side.

When they were riding the bike, the two didn't say anything, and they rode back and forth along the road.

When he stopped again, Yan Lan asked Bian Rui: "Are they your friends?"

"Well! Actually, they are pretty good people," said Bian Rui.

"I didn't say how they were. I just felt like they were children who hadn't grown up," Yan Lan said.

Yan Lan hasn't seen anyone urged her friends to play with her for a long time. Zhou Zheng, who is at least in his thirties, is not mature at all, reminding her of a sentence: Men are children who cannot grow up!

"Isn't it good to have a childlike heart? It's easier for people to get along with each other," said Bian Rui.

After hearing this, Yan Lan turned to look at Bian Rui, and asked with a little curiosity: "Can you ask what you do?"

"I opened a small restaurant with almost no customers. It is open on Saturdays and Sundays. I usually play my own at home. What about you?" Bian Rui said.

"I used to dance," Yan Lan said.

Bian Rui looked at Yan Lan.

"Don't believe it?"

Bian Rui shook his head: "I'm just thinking about how tall the dance partner I'm with you will grow."

Yan Lan was silent after hearing this, paused for a while before saying, "That's why I gave up."

Looking at her appearance, Bian Rui felt that this girl named Yan Lan would definitely like dancing, otherwise she would not have had such an expression.

But Bian Rui didn't know that Yan Lan could regard dancing as life, but her height was too high, and few male dancers could match her. With her height, male dancers should be at least one meter above ** to appear harmonious. However, a male dancer of 1.9 meters lacks some harmony even if he has a body. Because of this, Yan Lan had to retreat.

I don’t know how to comfort me, so Bian Rui said, “Then I will treat you to a melon.”

"Um?"

"It's really not the melon on the Internet." Bian Rui pointed at the Eleventh Brother's melon stall.

Yan Lan smiled after hearing this: "Then give you this opportunity!"

So the two rode their cars to the melon stall, set up the car, took off their helmets and came to the front of the melon stall.

"Brother Eleven, help me cut a melon"

"Okay!"

"Your name is Eleven? This name is rare," Yan Lan said.

Bian Shiyi smiled and said, "I am not called Eleven, but the ranking among the clans. I am his cousin, I am Eleven, and he is Nineteen."

"There are still people in this way now?" Yan Lan was a little curious.

Bian Shiyi said: "It's quite strange. Our village is old-fashioned, and the brothers in the clan have always been in line."

While saying that, all the melons were cut and delivered to Yan Lan's hands.

Yan Lan took a bite of the melon, and suddenly felt the fragrance of her lips and teeth, and couldn't help but praise her: "Good melon!"

"I have grown it myself, and I have never used any medicine. I have also watered it in the spring water," said Bian Rui.

Yan Lan seemed a little unbelievable after hearing this and asked, "Really?"

"Of course it's true!" Bian Rui saw that she didn't believe it, so he took a bite of the melon skin.

Yan Lan said: "It's not that I don't believe it, but that this melon looks good and tastes sweeter than the melons on the market. Everyone thinks that this is used?... I also accidentally heard someone talk about it just now."

The Bian Rui brothers now understand why there are fewer people coming to buy melons. It turns out that everyone is worried about this!

I have to say that everyone is a little nervous now. The fact that wolfberry uses sulfur just happened before has made these motorcycle friends who pay special attention to safety have doubts about the melon that is very handsome, and wondered if the melon has been treated with something, otherwise how could it be cheaper than the ones sold on the market, delicious and more beautiful.

As for the test certificate hanging next to it, it was directly ignored by motorcycle friends.

Bian Eleven thought about it carefully and said to Bian Rui: "Nineteen, your handwriting is good. Write me an advertisement. Those who want to eat melons can add my WeChat message. Now you don't have to pay. Take the melons back and test the pesticides. I not only don't want money, but also pay them ten times the money. If you think it's not delicious, you don't have to pay. You only think it's safe and delicious, and then transfer the money to me through WeChat message!"

"Brother Eleven, I won't be with you tonight at Aunt Jiu," said Bian Rui.

"You don't have to bear it, just write it for me," said Bian Eleven.

Bian Rui thought Eleventh Brother was doing this beautifully.

Yan Lan now thought the two brothers were interesting. She had never seen such a business. Many businessmen now don’t understand this. They wished they could collect all the payment before shipment.

"Aren't you afraid that they won't give you money or extort you?" Yan Lan asked.

Bian Shiyi smiled and said, "Even if the melons you planted by your own family are given, they don't have much money. If they want to give them, they don't give them, so I'll ask for them."

At this time, Bian Rui asked for a piece of paper from Zhou Zheng, and picked up the marker and started writing on the white paper.

"Your handwriting is very good." Yan Lan couldn't help but praise her when she saw Bian Rui's handwriting.

Although she has never learned calligraphy, she can still see whether the characters are good or not. Bian Rui's hand is very well written, without having to make lines or draw grids. The characters she wrote are horizontal and vertical, as neatly as the soldiers in a row, whether looking vertically or vertically, or looking obliquely.

Yan Lan didn't know that Bian Rui wrote a standard style of Guange, which was also called Taige style in the Ming Dynasty, and it was written as a good-looking one. However, the ancestor of Bian Rui looked down on this character and thought it was not spiritual and had too strong craftsmanship. However, in ordinary people's eyes, the character was written beautifully, like printing.

Seeing the two brothers' style, Yan Lan felt curious. One sold melons and the other opened a small restaurant. It was so unexpected that she could have such a courage and such a handwriting.

Just as Yan Lan was curious, Bian Rui had already written about a hundred or ten words in a scattered manner, writing a piece of promotional paper with dissatisfaction and dissatisfaction, which was very pleasing to the eye.

I hung up the paper, and soon someone came over and looked at the words on the paper curiously.

One or two people looked at it, and soon the content on the paper spread. More curious people were not short of money. To be honest, these people haven't seen the dozens of dollars yet, and they just don't want to take the risk of eating something that cannot be clean. But now that the notice is released, many people think that this thing may not be clean, but they think it's quite fresh about eating first and then giving money.

Soon someone came to buy it. Someone came to buy a basket, and somebody came to buy a basket. All the remaining melons were sold in less than half an hour. And if Bian Eleven insisted on eating and paying, it would probably be at least half of them.

Looking at the empty carriage, Bian Rui breathed a sigh of relief.

The whole day of activity ended, and Bian Rui drove home in a car. The motorcycle club naturally did not end in one day, and it took two days in total. However, after the goods were sold out, Bian Rui didn't want to continue to waste it here. It was interesting to play motorcycles, but riding on this field was no longer a challenge for Bian Rui.

When the car arrived at the county town, the cell phone of Eleventh Bian began to ring. First, Zhou Zheng posted a test report, and then four or five people posted it. All the test reports were zero pesticides, and all the tests showed that the melon had reached the organic level. A lot of money, twenty or thirty came over.

After leaving the county town, everyone transferred the money to Bian Eleven in the form of a red envelope. Not only that, but someone asked Bian Eleven to come back tomorrow because the family had a larger population, the seven or eight kilograms I bought today were not enough to eat.
Chapter completed!