Chapter 679 The young widow who inherited her dead husband’s estate (29)

Chapter 679 The young widow who inherited her dead husband’s estate (29)

The young widow who inherited her dead husband's estate (Twenty-nine)

The vegetables planted in the field included white radish, beans, cabbage, coriander and tomatoes. Song Ning didn't think much about it at the time, but now after a search he finds that the price difference between these items is quite large.

The normal price of vegetables in the farmers' market here is 1.5 yuan for white radish, 1 yuan for cabbage and beans, and the price of tomatoes he grows is even higher, at 3 yuan per pound.

The cilantro, on the other hand, looks lush and green, but it is the most expensive, costing eight yuan per pound.

But what makes Song Ning depressed is that no one would buy coriander by weight. If he sells it to a vegetable vendor, it would basically be four or five yuan at most.

After doing this calculation, Song Ning suddenly understood why farmers had such a hard life.

The truth is that the price is really not enough to sell the vegetables, and the vegetables in the garden are about to be harvested. If there is no way to sell them in the next two days, the vegetables will get old and rot, and I will make even less money.

It was only then that Song Ning realized that making money purely from crops in the fields was not as easy as he had originally thought.

"What are you worrying about? Your eyebrows are almost in a knot."

The cold fingers with a little water touched the center of Song Ning's eyebrows. He looked up and saw that Lance was wearing a lapel lace shirt today. His broad shoulders and narrow waist did not make him look feminine at all. Instead, he had an aristocratic and royal feel, which made him stunned.

"not talking?"

Lance was very satisfied that the little prince was staring at him again, and it was worth his dressing up.

I never realized that the little prince loved his face so much before. It’s really a huge loss.

Song Ning touched his forehead and covered the embarrassment on his face.

"No, I'm just thinking about how to deal with the vegetables at home."

Lance understood, "Have you searched for vegetable prices?"

Song Ning nodded. "I asked the owner of the agricultural and sideline store and Brother Meng San. They sent me a group and I just went in to take a look."

Lance bent down slightly and lowered his head to indicate that he should take a look too. The bow on his chest naturally hung on Song Ning's shoulders, gently tickling his heart.

A hint of fragrance also emanated from Lance. Song Ning mechanically clicked on the group, but his mindless attention was all on what was behind him.

He was so close. What touched his shoulder just now?

Is it Lance's finger? But it feels so soft, it doesn't look like it.

Lance wore perfume, didn't he? Why did he wear perfume? Lance seemed to have dressed up specially today. It couldn't be his illusion, right?

Lance read the entire message on his cell phone screen at a glance.

He stretched out a hand from behind Song Ning. Although he did not touch her, his posture was exactly the same as holding Song Ning in his arms.

His fingertips gently slid the screen upwards, and Lance's voice went directly into Song Ning's brain, causing his body to tremble.

"Well, the price is indeed not very good. It seems that farming is not very profitable."

What's wrong?

Not so good? Who is not so good?

Song Ning was in a daze, and his waist felt a little sore.

The breathing sound by his ear was clearly very light, and not deliberate, but it was this kind of gentle breathing full of rhythm that made his ears feel numb. Song Ning clenched his toes slightly to prevent his waist from completely losing strength and falling backwards.

"Hmm? Um, ah, so that's what I was worrying about just now."

He is so cute. Why didn’t he realize that the little prince could be so cute before?

Lance had a commanding view of the situation, but he also knew when to quit.

He pulled back and stood up straight. The red tip of Song Ning's left ear was immediately exposed to the light. Lance was full of joy. "It doesn't matter. There will always be a way out. Why don't we go check on the car first? Let's go. I've already packed up here."

"Ah? Oh, okay, let's go check out the car first."

Song Ning was like a puppet, being led away in a daze.

The two people rode the tricycle, one in front and one behind, to the county, and then went to the city.

Although the county is not small, there are indeed no stores selling new energy vehicles.

Fortunately, the city was not far away. After less than an hour of shaking in the shabby minibus, the two soon arrived at their destination.

When getting off the car, Lance's face didn't look good, and Song Ning couldn't help but cover his mouth.

"It looks like I have to buy this car, otherwise I'll have to go to the city again..."

Lance gently smoothed Song Ning's back. Song Ning's face turned pale and he didn't want to recall the past.

"I can only say that the driver is a little too wild."

After resting for a while on the roadside, Lance went to a store and bought Song Ning a cup of Ten Orange Ten Berry, using the fruity aroma to suppress the uncomfortable feeling.

This also made both of them determined to buy a car.

Two of the three new energy vehicles they were interested in were from the same brand, so the two went directly to that brand first.

But the service experience was a bit bad. Not only did the salesperson not pay much attention to the whole explanation, but he also hinted from time to time that Lance wanted to ask for his contact information.

Song Ning didn't react at first, but after gradually realizing it, his face unconsciously became gloomy.

Lance also discovered it slowly. He was a little surprised because he had never experienced this situation before.

"I'm sorry, if you were a better salesperson, you wouldn't have any trouble figuring out that the person next to me is my lover."

Lance took Song Ning's hand and spoke frankly.

He also did not forget to wink at Song Ning, asking Song Ning to cooperate with him.

Song Ning didn't know why he didn't break free, and even said "hmm" after Lance finished speaking.

The man glanced at Song Ning and instead of retreating, he moved forward.

"Brother, your vision is a bit poor, isn't it? This guy is obviously a straight guy. You must have been deceived. If it doesn't work out, I'm OK with you two bringing me along to play. I've never had that experience with a straight guy before."

Now it was Lance's turn to half-hug Song Ning and walk away without looking back.

Is his little prince someone that kind of person could covet?

Halfway through the journey, Song Ning felt secretly happy but also a little guilty.

"Um, we haven't checked our car yet."

Lance pursed his lips and lowered his head, but his expression became gentle and graceful.

"It doesn't matter. We have another model in mind, right? How about we just buy that one?"

That model is actually a bit ugly in appearance, but the configuration inside the car is actually the best. The price after all procedures is probably only in the early 20s, and now there is a subsidy of about 20,000 yuan, so there is nothing wrong with it.

It doesn't matter if it looks ugly, as long as it's comfortable inside.

Song Ning thought about it and agreed.

Anyway, he didn't want to go back to that place. He turned his head to look at the bow on Lance's chest and couldn't help but reach out and pull it.

It’s all because of this guy who suddenly spread his feathers like a peacock, otherwise how could this happen.

"what happened?"

The bow on his chest was torn off, and Lance lowered his head in slight surprise, revealing a large area of ​​his chest.

Song Ning was stunned. Why is there a deep V under the bow?