Chapter 489

Tang Xiaodong, a graduate student at a well-known agricultural university, although he can't be said to be learned, the test papers he has done since childhood can circle the three thousand layers of milk tea!

But at this moment, he finally understood what "hating that knowledge is too little when needed" means—

"Damn, damn, damn!

! How can it be so delicious!

!" Like a desperate illiterate, his brain only had this sentence left.

Even Professor Song nodded silently...

And Yanran, who was in the front seat, chewed the peach in her mouth carefully, and then turned her head and sighed sincerely: "Teacher, it was really right for us to come this time!"

You know, the call was transferred to Professor Song. He originally thought it was some powerful family wanting to brush political achievements for the younger generation, so he wanted to do a face project—rural revitalization, scientific development, no matter what, his title is enough.

Invite him over to plan, and then the other party will come up with some news, such as "college student entrepreneur earns 8 million a year" and so on...

Therefore, Professor Song refused at first.

But he turned his head to look at his three students—they study agriculture, and their future is actually not very good. Not only do they need to know how to farm, but they also need to know how to persuade others.

Persuading farmers and entrepreneurs from below, and persuading leaders and asking for funds from above...

In short, they have to see all kinds of things.

Like this political performance of an unknown village, it is also something they should understand.

Professor Song hesitated and finally agreed.

On the high-speed train, he had already seriously prepared his three students. But he never expected that this family really had skills!

Such delicious peaches...

"What variety is this?" He held the remaining peach, reluctant to eat it, but couldn't help but be greedy, so he had to hold it in front of him and look at it:

"Looking at these characteristics, it is clearly an ordinary eagle-beak peach. It is only because of sufficient light and growth conditions that it can reach this perfect quality... But the water and soil and climate of Yuncheng... this is not right... and this peach, it shouldn't just be a variety problem..."

Those in their line of work, not to mention the ones outside, have eaten too many of the various varieties cultivated by the institute every year. But they have never encountered such a delicious one!

At this moment, the four master and apprentices were all interested, and even Grandpa Qi Lin said curiously while eating peaches: "Boss Song, if all the peaches in your family are at this level, I'll tell you the truth—don't do any planning. Just plant all peaches. There is absolutely no problem with maximizing profits."

Song Tan laughed—this boy with a birthmark on his temple hits the nail on the head!

Nine out of ten people in the world farm for profit, right?

But...

"To tell you the truth, everything in my family is delicious, so planting anything should be profitable."

"Contracting the mountain is mainly to enrich the family's recipes, so this planning doesn't need to be very profitable, just variety, and convenient management."

In fact, if it weren't for fear that someone would be suspicious later, she could really plant all kinds of things together.

But now the villagers haven't tasted the things at home, so they can keep silent. But after expanding the scale, there will definitely be more and more people.

Inviting a famous professor from the Imperial Capital can at least let everyone find seven or eight reasons for themselves.

Not to mention, having professionals do the planning, regardless of the convenience of later management or the scientific nature of promoting fruit growth, is more guaranteed...

Song Tan's abacus in her heart was clattering.

Professor Song was already full of excitement:

"Why didn't you say so earlier?!"

"If you had said so earlier, I wouldn't have done the project in the first half of the year, and would have brought them to watch from the moment the peach trees bloomed, observing carefully!"

Song Tan's heart moved.

After a while, she asked: "Actually, if you are willing, you can keep watching while reclaiming and planting the mountain later—but there is no place to live in my house. I can arrange for everyone to live in the villagers' houses. Do you have any requirements?"

Speaking of accommodation, the others were in another state of mind. Tang Xiaodong waved his hand, his expression aggrieved: "As long as the place is flat, there are no other requirements."

Before, when his project was about to finish, he slept in the experimental field every day!

"The soil clods were so hard that I didn't have a day without pain!"

Tang Xiaodong spoke with hatred.

Song Tan was surprised: "Is farming so hard?"

"No," Tang Xiaodong waved his hand: "My experimental field was by the roadside, and I was afraid that someone would take advantage and ruin my thesis, so I watched it. Grandpa Qi Lin was the miserable one! He didn't draw good land, and the piece he was left with was next to the animal husbandry institute. On one side were green wheat seedlings, and on the other were bleating sheep. You say, is he afraid or not..."

Once he started talking, he was dancing and vivid, very infectious.

Song Tan imagined this aspect and felt it was quite funny.

Professor Song didn't hold back and continued to eat peaches, the more he ate, the more sincere his attitude became: "We are all used to it. Don't arrange any villagers' houses. It's fine to sleep on the floor in this weather."

"We have prepared foam boards, or trouble Boss Song, you take us to buy a few steel wire beds."

Song Tan:... It doesn't have to be that hard.

She sighed: "If you don't mind, there is an empty room in my house. I will pull a few old beds over, spread a straw mat, and you can make do with it first."

She didn't want to throw away those beds at the beginning (actually, she couldn't bear Wu Lan's nagging), which was really wise.

"And bed boards, and straw mats!"

The two young men were already excited: "Very good!"

Seeing their excited appearance, Song Tan couldn't help but feel a subtle, Zhou Bapi-like grievance.

Three men are easy to arrange, but Yanran, she is a girl...

Song Tan thought for a moment: "Yanran, if you don't mind, Sister Lianhua who helps at our house, she and her mother-in-law are the only two people at home, you can live in her house."

If you live every day, a few hundred yuan a month is more than enough.

As a girl, Yanran was still cautious about sleeping on the floor. She prepared two more layers of foam boards than others, just waiting for everything to be ready to be sent directly.

But now that she can have a proper room, of course, it couldn't be better.

At this moment, she sat in the passenger seat, secretly glanced at Song Tan, held back and held back, and finally couldn't help but be curious: "Does your family hire workers for all the work? What sunscreen do you use? Physical sunscreen or some sunscreen cream? Can you recommend it to me?"

Song Tan:...

She had to answer truthfully: "Workers are hired, but the family also does some work. My mom and dad can't stay idle."

"And there is no one in the village now, and there is not enough manpower."

As for hiring from the neighboring village... forget it. There is no one in the village, is it possible that the neighboring village is a rich village with enough manpower?

It's all the same.

"And sunscreen... I was born like this, I didn't use much sunscreen."