Chapter 529: There's No Such Thing as a Regret Pill in

. The court doesn't know about the disaster, so they just pit the common people!"Everyone couldn't help but scold, "It's so shameless! How can the court use such a person as an official""The mountains...To present melons to the palace is a major event, the most important one of the year, like a glittering gold beach.

For four spots on the truck, the boys from the village played rock-paper-scissors for half an hour before finally determining the four victors.

The four victors were practically bursting with pride, their tails held high these past few days. This infuriated the rest of the losers, who were itching for a fight, fists clenched, eager to teach them some palace etiquette.

Unfortunately, the village head had previously warned them not to throw punches, or else they would all end up with bruised noses and swollen faces! Leaving would mean bringing shame upon the whole village!

Even though the sun had just risen for a short time on this sweltering summer day, the ground was already hot enough to burn your feet.

Though the cicadas chirped with little vigor, the teahouse remained bustling with idle chatterers.

Humans are social animals. We can live with less food, clothing, or comfort, but if we shut ourselves off and isolate for days on end, that's impossible!

After all, no one has heard yet who the new husband of the widow at the end of the street is, what his name is, or how he makes a living!

A certain official of the third rank married a sixth concubine. Whether the main wife was ill from anger or truly sick, no one could tell.

Not to mention the heated debate in court over tax exemptions, those people haven't even offered a few pointers or shared their insights.

In short, life can go on, but you have to eat "watermelon"!

And just as it was close to high noon, the real melons also arrived in the capital.

This car is a vibrant combination of emerald green and gold, gleaming on the carriage. It's adorned with numerous gourd vines all around, making it look incredibly fresh.

To ensure the Emperor could eat it immediately upon arrival at the palace, two buckets of ice were placed in the carriage, one resting on a jade melon and the other on several golden fruits.

As soon as the sun came out, there was a hint of coolness in the air, making it refreshing and enviable to look at.

The street leading to the palace was already the busiest, and now, with this commotion, it became even more so!

A young man was feeling sleepy. To wake himself up, he went to the door and took a breath of fresh air.

As soon as they saw the Li family's carriages and wagons from afar, they were excited and shouted loudly, "Oh my! The Fragrant Jade Terrace is presenting melons to the palace!"

"What Did Suijin Tan go to the palace to present melons Oh my, that means the melon patch is in bloom! We can go buy some melons!" A guest sitting by the window heard the commotion and turned his head. He was also surprised and exclaimed.

The guests in the teahouse all rushed to the door, and upon closer inspection, they burst into cheers.

"What a mess!"

"Finally, the garden is open! My eyes are so excited!"

"Hurry up and buy a few, I've been waiting to give them as gifts!"

"Don't worry, I'll be right there with you."

A buzz of excitement and anticipation filled the air. People were eager to get their hands on these items, itching to buy several for themselves.

Actually, jade cucumbers and golden fruits were already on sale in the market ten days ago.

But how to say it, the taste is not necessarily bad, but it's very different from the taste in my memory.

And the taste in my memory is that refreshing and sweet taste produced by Suijintan.

Some people say just do it, and have already sent their little servant to line up at Broken Gold Beach.

Those without attendants, or those whose families lived ordinary lives, also rushed out of the city to queue up in person.

For two years, Suijin Beach has been selling jade melons and golden fruits. Now everyone knows the trick.

Whether it's the Li family in Suijin Beach or the commoners in Xincun, they never look at the buyer's identity or background. They also never sell large quantities of Biyu Gua and Jinguo Er.

They only sold by the head, with a maximum purchase of two jade gourds or ten gold fruit per person.

This amount is enough to give as gifts or for a whole family to enjoy some fresh food.

If you want to buy and sell, that's fine, but there are only a few per day. It absolutely won't allow anyone to get rich quick from it.

This is naturally Suijin Tan's hope that more people can eat the fruits and vegetables they grow, enjoying the blessings of Suijin Tan's geomantic treasures.

Instead of letting those middlemen inflate the prices and rake in the profits!

The village had already made plans once the team that went to the palace to offer melons was gone.

Nearly all men, women and children were mobilized, surrounding the melon field, not allowing customers who came to buy melons to enter freely.

Outside the melon field, there were two stalls set up. One sold emerald melons and the other sold golden fruits.

The prices of jade gourds and golden fruits will be as per usual this year, but an extra willow basket will be given as a gift.

The basket was lined with dry straw, ensuring that the jade gourds and golden fruits placed inside would not be damaged even if they were bumped around a little.

And the heads of Dahuaitushu Village, Da Wang Zhuang and Xiao Wang Zhuang also brought villagers over. Under the shade of trees not far away, they set up three stalls to sell their village's emerald cucumbers and golden fruits.

The things in the world have always been that one point of hardship brings one point of harvest.

Especially when it comes to things in the fields, there's no possibility of deception.

Under the scorching sun, the villagers watered their fields three times, ensuring every melon sprout received enough water.

This year's jade melon, though slightly smaller, is a vibrant emerald green and round; the golden fruit, which was originally golden yellow, is now even deeper in color with a hint of orange-red.

Both kinds of melons look extremely appealing, making people want to drool just by looking at them.

But the jade gourds and golden fruits from Dahuai Shù Village, Da Wangzhuang, and Xiao Wangzhuang very vividly illustrate what is meant by "crooked melons and cracked gourds."

The shape of the jade melon varies, some are long, some are square, some are tilted at half, and the golden fruit is even bigger than a fist with a bulging belly.

Even without tasting it, everyone knows that it must be mediocre at best.

So, these three stalls definitely have to wait until the ones over here in Xincun sell out before they can open, and their prices even had to be proactively cut in half...

In the scenery of Dahuaitree Village, a smoke pot is waving, wishing it could smash the heads of the nearby villagers into the same shape as Buddha Sakyamuni's.

He was exasperated, scolding and complaining: “You’re supposed to be watering the fields, but you all just want to shirk your work. You’re either faking a headache or a sore bottom, as if carrying that yoke burns your shoulders! You wouldn’t even lift it. I, an old man, nearly strained my voice hoarse before you finally finished watering!”

Last year you said that the new village had hidden some, giving us inferior seedlings. This year, you've seen with your own eyes that the seedlings they planted are the same as ours, yet the harvest is like this in autumn. Do you feel ashamed

"The villagers from Xincun are just more hardworking than you guys, they never slack off. They can even grow flowers out of dog poop! You guys plant a golden ingot, and it turns into pig dung!"

Even the stewards of Great King Estate and Little King Estate let out a long sigh.

In the village of Wang's Estate, the big shot was saying, "If you don't put in the effort to work hard, how can good things grow here... This year, it's too late to say anything. Next year, whoever dares to be lazy will be driven out of the village."

All the villagers were scolded until they hung their heads low and dared not say a word in reply.

Seeing how lively the new village was, with silver coins clinking into money boxes and long lines forming in front of the stalls, it was disheartening to see their own deserted stall. Nobody was interested in what they had to offer, and everyone felt a pang of disappointment.

If only they had known this beforehand, they would have worked hard during the spring... Alas, there is no medicine for regret in this world!

Li Laotai was bored at home, so she brought a big bucket of honey passion fruit drink with ice to Guā Di's side.

The weather was hot, Jia Yin also taught Shu Yun how to make ice. This summer, their home was very refreshing without lacking ice.

The villagers were sweating profusely, but each face was blooming with smiles.

They took a big earthen bowl, scooped up the ice water and drank it all down. One villager quietly motioned to Li Lao Tai to look at the money chest and whispered proudly, “Li Shiniang, look, there’s so much silver!” as wildflowers from the mountain.On ordinary days, Jia'an, Jiaxi and the little boy Mao Ge went up the mountain to play mischievously. Whenever they encountered pretty wildflowers, they would dig the...