Chapter 488

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Professor Song and the three students behind became even more weird—

Girl, didn't you notice that the point now is not whether the suitcase will be scratched... Of course, they often go to the countryside, the suitcases have long been broken, and the wheels are lingering, so it doesn't matter if they are scratched or not.

The point is, how did you lift the suitcase up with one hand?

You know, in the suitcase for agricultural work, it's not just clothes!

Especially Professor Song, if it weren't for the high-speed railway security check, he would have been too lazy to check it, and could even bring a set of portable farm tools!

At this moment, the four people stood in the underground parking lot and looked at each other. Song Tan hesitated for a moment before saying: "That... the conditions are simple..."

"It's okay, it's okay! Thank you for coming to pick us up—I am Song Zhisheng." Professor Song then came back to his senses, took the initiative to open the car door and sat in: "Xiao Yan, you sit in the front."

"This is Yanran."

The dark-skinned girl named Yanran took off her heavy, bulging backpack from her back, then opened the car door and sat in, and then smiled slightly at Song Tan: "I get carsick easily."

Song Tan's heart lifted: "Is it serious? Should I take some motion sickness medicine?"

While starting the car.

And Yanran smiled: "It's okay, my state is quite good now. As long as it's not that kind of particularly bumpy mountain road, I won't vomit."

Motion sickness medicine makes people feel drowsy for a long time, and she is not used to it, so she tries not to take it as much as possible.

Song Tan:...

Just...

How should I put it?

After coming out of the high-speed railway station, walking around the suburbs for 20 or 30 minutes, it's the road to the township...

She had to look at the rearview mirror: "Professor Song, there is a bag of eagle-beak peaches in the back seat. I specifically brought them for you. Eat two first to suppress it. The road ahead is not easy to walk, it's very bumpy."

Professor Song didn't refuse, just looked at the bag in the corner: "Your own family's peaches?"

"Yes!" Song Tan nodded: "Our family has a unique secret recipe for planting these things, and the taste is very good! You try it."

Sigh, it's not good that experts come—they are hard to fool.

Regarding the family's things getting better, she explained to her family, even if she just made up some messy reasons, her family would believe it.

Not to mention anything else, Song Sancheng and Wu Lan have plenty of life wisdom, but did they get to the bottom of it?

Family affection is sometimes the strongest barrier.

But for Professor Song, perfunctory won't work.

But it doesn't matter—Song Tan had already prepared when she planned to invite people.

Professor Song took out a peach, frowning tightly at this moment.

"I have understood the climate of Yuncheng before... This shouldn't be the most suitable place for eagle-beak peaches to grow..."

And the peach in his hand, probably because it had been a long time after being washed, the fuzz on the surface already had signs of recovery.

The tender green was evenly distributed on top, and only a little bit of excessive sun exposure on the side was slightly red. It looked exceptionally fresh and heavy in the hand.

Professor Song is experienced. He estimated that it could weigh half a jin just by shaking it.

This made his frown even tighter.

He could understand and feel that Song Tan was trying her best to take care of them, so these peaches must also be good peaches picked from home.

But in fact, the weight of eagle-beak peaches with the best taste should not exceed four liang. This peach is too big, so the taste might be slightly bland.

But... the quality is really too good. It must be a few carefully selected ones.

He turned his head to look at the wrinkled plastic bag that looked very careless, and the strange feeling in his heart became even stronger.

Song Tan was generous: "Professor Song, our family does have some unique methods for planting these, otherwise I wouldn't dare to contract the mountain with a large sum and shamelessly invite you over... You try it first, the taste of this peach is good. Eating it into your stomach might make you feel refreshed, and you won't feel so uncomfortable when walking on the mountain road later."

Yanran, who should have eaten the peach, waved her hand repeatedly: "I won't eat, I won't eat. If my stomach is full, it will be easy to vomit when it gets bumpy later."

Not to mention that this peach is so big, one whole one, plus the lunch and snacks that haven't been digested in the stomach, would make people full.

Professor Song didn't twist.

Since they came to help others with mountain planning, they should have tasted which products the family is better at planting. At this moment, he lifted the bag: "Everyone eat."

Even Xiao Yan said he wouldn't eat, but he held one in his hand.

The boy sitting on Professor Song's left had thick eyebrows. At this moment, when he got the peach, his eyebrows immediately flew up, and his expression was vivid and exaggerated: "Wow! Such a big peach!"

"Boss Song, my name is Tang Xiaodong—are all the peaches in your family this quality?"

Song Tan responded: "Yes, they are all very symmetrical, but this year's peaches have all been sold out. We only left a few trees on the edge for ourselves, and some small peaches that weren't picked on the trees at the time."

"Eh?" The boy sitting on the far right raised his head, with a red birthmark on his temple, which was very recognizable: "Are they all sold out? Oh, forgot to introduce, my name is Grandpa Qi Lin."

Song Tan glanced at the rearview mirror, silently remembered the name, and then answered their question: "Yes, just when we were ready to pick, the previous old customer introduced a wholesaler, and the wholesaler brought a partner, and the two contracted the orchard."

Professor Song was quite happy: "Not bad, not bad! The hardest thing about farming in the countryside is actually the sales channel. You have opened up channels in this area. When we do planning next, we can not only adapt to local conditions but also be relatively bold according to your customers."

He said, took the peach, and took a crunching bite—

!

!

Professor Song widened his eyes!

His eyes stared straight at the peach with a bite missing in his hand, looking left and right, up and down, while chewing busily, his expression was shocked, but his brows were tightly frowned, exceptionally distorted:

"This shouldn't be! How can eagle-beak peaches have this taste? How can it be so big and have such a magical taste..."

"What is it, is it delicious? Or does the peach taste like an apple?"

Tang Xiaodong's eyebrows flew up curiously again—but it's not impossible to say that the peach tastes like an apple.

In recent years, variety cultivation has always been on a strange path. There are even apples that taste like pears! I don't know if it was an accidental harvest or specially cultivated during breeding? And why was it cultivated?

He was curious, and Grandpa Qi Lin, who was eating a bite next to him, couldn't help but shout: "Damn!"

Tang Xiaodong:??!

This is the more steady Grandpa Qi Lin! I don't know how much calmer he is than my chatterbox, and now even he—

He and Yanran, who was looking back from the front, looked at each other, looked at the peach in his hand, and took a bite without hesitation.