After a while, the kitchen chef also came over with a basket. The watermelons were stored well. Lord Li was very satisfied. "Uncle Li, when you go back, you can bring me a hundred watermelons over. It's okay to have a little more."

Butler Li originally wanted to stay in the city for a few more days, but when he thought that the watermelon was very seasonal, he only had the time for round-trip transportation in these few days. If he went back late, it might delay the master's holiday gift. "Yes, master, I will pack up early tomorrow morning and go back."

After all, he had to reconcile with the account in the mansion this afternoon, and then his wife signed for it before he could go back.

Sun Meimei in the backyard received the package sent by the housekeeper's wife. She was very grateful. She thanked the housekeeper again and again, and then she took the things into the house.

Seeing two good pieces of fabric in the package, Sun Meimei wiped her eyes. It seemed that her life at home was better than she thought, and she could feel at ease.

Seeing another letter inside, Sun Meimei checked it word by word, and was happy, and she also thought that she could go home earlier.

In the letter, the mother said that during the Chinese New Year, when the wife and the master returned, they would use the money to redeem her. There are still a few months left, so she should be patient.

When she heard that Butler Li was going back tomorrow, Sun Meimei quickly wrote a letter and gave some silk flowers she bought with her lady some time ago to her sister, and a silver hairpin for her mother. As for the inconvenience for her father and brother, she put it in the package, so she bought it for them after she got back.

Knowing that his parents were thinking of him in their hearts, Sun Meimei felt more confident and missed her hometown.

Butler Li rushed back in vain and ordered 130 watermelons directly.

"Dahai, you must select watermelons for me this time. This is what our grandfather plans to give to Shangguan or colleagues." Mr. Li explained, "If you do it well, we will all have rewards and have good days in the future. If something goes wrong, we will all be done."

Sun Dahai now knows watermelon very well and promises with confidence: "The last time I gave you was 80% ripe watermelon. It should be better to go there, right?"

"The 80% ripe watermelon is delicious after it arrives there. It seems that it can be left for a few days." Butler Li replied, "You can choose the watermelon for me according to the 80% ripe standard. If it is not enough, you can choose the 70% ripe one, and you can't choose the 90% ripe one for me. Otherwise, the watermelon will be ripe and broken before it reaches the place."

"Butler Li, don't worry, our 700-ripe watermelon will be fully ripe after four days, but don't worry, you can keep it for eight to twelve days later, and the taste will be the same as nine-ripe ones." Sun Dahai explained, "Oh, take a break, I'll take two children to choose watermelons for you. By the way, I still need a basket this time. How many baskets are there?"

"I brought back what I used last time. You will help you order a hundred more this time." Butler Li said, "The quality of the basket must be good, otherwise the frame on the road will be broken and the watermelon will be broken."

Sun Erlang went to Old Man Hu's house and told him about the situation here. It happened that Old Man Hu's house had a total of 150 baskets, enough for it.

Hearing that the basket was enough, Sun Dahai was relieved and continued to pick watermelons with his two sons.

Finally, after more than an hour, I picked 130 watermelons, all of which were 70 to 80 years old, and carefully placed them in the basket that had already been filled with hay.
Chapter completed!