Dong Yifei frowned: "Why, I don't even have the qualifications to invite a friend?"

As she spoke, her expression darkened and her pretty face became cold as frost.

In an instant her demeanor changed from that of an urban beauty to that of a majestic female superior.

Wang Qingsong showed an embarrassed expression on his face: “Manager Dong, today’s focus is on picking tomatoes.

Let’s not create any more complications.”

Today is his most glorious day, and he will not let the enemies of the Wang family stand in the most important position.

Not only that, he would also severely beat and humiliate Wang Tiezhu today.

But this is what needs to be done after the picking ceremony.

Although Dong Yiwei had a hostile relationship with his sister, he felt embarrassed that Wang Qingsong dared to reject someone from the Dong family, so he said coldly: "Village Chief Wang, my sister's requirements are not high.

Just inviting an acquaintance.

There is no need to refuse.”

Wang Qingshan frowned, took a step towards Dong Yiwei, and reminded him in a low voice: "He is Wang Tiezhu, the first person to grow high-quality tomatoes.

He may have an agreement with your sister."

Wang Tiezhu walked out of the crowd and stood in the front row. He wanted to be closer so as to see clearly Wang Qingsong’s reaction when he took his first bite of tomato.

When Dong Yiwei heard that he was the first person to grow high-quality tomatoes, a look of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

Seeing Wang Tiezhu coming over, he immediately shouted, "Wang Tiezhu, right? Just forget it.

You are not eligible to participate in our event.

You should just stand in the crowd and be a spectator."

Wang Tiezhu was stunned, but he didn't care: "Okay."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the crowd.

Wang Qingsong said coldly: “You want to stand in the front without my permission.

I don’t even consider whether I am worthy or not.”

Wang Tiezhu had a gloomy face and walked to the front of the crowd without saying a word.

The people around looked at Wang Tiezhu with strange expressions, and some shook their heads slightly, feeling indignant on behalf of Wang Tiezhu.

The secret recipe for growing high-quality tomatoes is unique to Wang Tiezhu.

But now he has been taken away by Wang Qingsong, and his land has also been taken away.

There is not even enough land to grow high-quality tomatoes.

But we can only express our dissatisfaction and sympathy.

No one dared to speak out, as no one wanted to offend Wang Qingsong.

Wang Qingsong felt that he had humiliated Wang Tiezhu, and his smile became even brighter. He said to Dong Yiwei:

Now we can start the picking ceremony."

Dong Yiwei nodded, and he was also a little impatient: "Okay, let someone pick the tomatoes."

Wang Qingsong smiled and said, “I have to pick the first one myself.

This year is the first picking ceremony.

We will do this every year, so the first tomato we pick is of great significance.”

Dong Yiwei laughed and said, “You are right, we should cooperate for a long time and hold a picking ceremony every year.

Next year I will invite reporters from TV stations, newspapers and new media.

Make this ceremony grand and solemn.

Spread the word.

Ha ha ha ha"

Think of a picking ceremony to promote high-quality tomatoes.

He can make more profit.

I couldn't suppress my excitement.

I was finally able to change my father's opinion of me and other family members, and let them see that I, Dong Yiwei, am not just about eating, drinking and having fun.

It’s not that my ability is inferior to my sister.

I just lack an opportunity, an opportunity to prove my ability.

Wang Qingsong gave Dong Yiwei a thumbs up and said, "Mr. Dong is indeed a young talent, this is a good idea.

Next year’s event must be grand.”

He felt as if he had found a way to make a fortune. This year he contracted all the land in Shuijing Village, and next year he will be able to contract the land in several neighboring villages.

He seemed to see countless money waving at him.

Dong Yiwei smiled and said, “Let’s not talk about this for now, let’s pick tomatoes first.

I can not wait anymore.

Can’t wait to try the high quality tomatoes and see what they taste like.”

Wang Qingsong took a frame from the side, hung it on his arm and walked towards the field: "I will pick them for you now, and let you taste the flavor of this tomato right away.

I tell you.

This taste is absolutely amazing, it’s the most delicious thing on earth.

After eating this tomato, you will find cherry tomatoes, yellow cherry fruits, fruit-flavored tomatoes, and Tomato No. 8.

It’s all garbage.”

As he spoke, he walked into the tomato field and looked among the tomato vines. He wanted to find one that was big, had a nice shape, and a bright red color.

Finally, I picked a dozen or so good-quality tomatoes from several tomato plants and put them in the basket.

Walked back to Dong Yiwei.

He took out the one with the least appearance and handed it to Dong Yiwei: "Mr. Dong, please taste it."

Dong Yiwei took the tomato, but did not eat it directly. Instead, he put it to his nose and smelled it. It had a sour smell mixed with a hint of greenness.

Wang Qingsong smiled and said, "You can't smell anything. You have to put it in your mouth to taste the deliciousness that is higher than ordinary tomatoes."

As he spoke, he took out one and handed it to Dong Yifei.

He gestured to Dong Yifei to try it as well.

Dong Yifei took the tomato, put it in her mouth and took a bite without thinking.

Chewed twice.

She frowned, not noticing the juices dripping from the corners of her mouth.

This tomato.

The taste was completely different from the one she bought from Wang Tiezhu.

If you haven't eaten the tomatoes grown by Wang Tiezhu, you can eat these tomatoes.

But I have eaten tomatoes grown by Wang Tiezhu.

This taste is just like chewing wax.

When Dong Yiwei saw his sister take a bite, he was stunned and said with a smile: "Is it so delicious?

I'll try it too."

Wang Qingsong smiled and said to Dong Yifei: "Isn't it delicious?

I tell you, I guarantee that there is no tomato in the world that tastes better than this.

I guarantee that after you eat one, you will want to eat the second one, and after you eat the second one, you will want to eat the third one.

Let’s just say, I can’t eat enough.”

Click~

Dong Yiwei couldn't bear it any longer, he opened his mouth wide and took a big bite of the tomato.

Then chewed it twice.

Stop and feel the taste in your mouth.

It seems...it seems very ordinary...is there something wrong with my sense of taste?

Wang Qingsong smiled and said, "Boss Dong, it's delicious, isn't it?

do not mention it.

After you finish this, I have nine of them. They will keep you full."

Dong Yiwei frowned, thinking there was something wrong with his sense of taste.

He swallowed the tomato in his mouth and took another bite.

After chewing it twice, I carefully used the taste buds on the tip of my tongue to feel the taste of the tomato juice.

Sour ~ Sourer than ordinary tomatoes ~

There is still some green taste.

It was very fresh and then... nothing happened.

He turned to look at Dong Yifei: "How do you think it tastes?"

Dong Yifei opened her mouth and spit out the tomato in her mouth: "It's just so-so."

Dong Yiwei was a little stunned. If there was something wrong with his sense of taste, was there something wrong with his sister's sense of taste as well? "Are you...getting angry or catching a cold?

Your sense of taste is dull and you can’t taste anything?”

Wang Qingsong couldn't listen any longer: "How can it taste just average?

Just because I didn't cooperate with you, you deliberately belittle me.

There is no better tomato in the world than this one."

Dong Yifei raised her hand and threw away the half-eaten tomato in her hand, and said coldly: "I said it was average, it was just a compliment.

If compared with the taste of tomatoes grown by Wang Tiezhu.

This is garbage.

Shit!