Feng Xuxu also squinted her eyes as she enjoyed the sweet taste of the watermelon, reveling in its natural deliciousness. "Little sister, this watermelon is really tasty, much better than those apples."
"Mhm, big brother, how many watermelons like this one do we have in the field?"
Feng Xi thought for a moment about the situation in the field. "Watermelons this big, I estimate there are about thirty thousand catties. The rest are somewhat smaller."
Upon hearing this, Feng Xuxu nodded, contemplating what price to set for selling them.