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Chapter 490

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Born like this!

Yanran was so depressed that she almost shed tears: "Good genes are really enviable! I have a junior sister who is like you. She is exposed to the sun no matter how poisonous it is, and she just doesn't turn black. At most, she gets sunburned and peels, and she will be fine in two days..."

But she wrapped herself from chin to ankle with sunscreen clothing, but after all, her skin tone was still a cut lower than others.

It's all to blame for blindly pursuing 985 back then, so she chose this major. Otherwise, 996 would at least have a proper house, woo woo woo...

She clenched her fists in annoyance, felt the muscles on her arms tighten, and suddenly felt relieved again.

After all, although people working in companies have places to sleep, they work overtime at night and are sub-healthy!

Unlike her, she sleeps at ten and wakes up at five, and her body is strong and healthy!

Song Tan didn't know Yanran's self-comfort at all, only reminded:

"We are going to my hometown soon, the road is a bit bumpy. If you get carsick, let's take a break first."

"No need."

Yanran ate a peach and felt refreshed and fragrant. At this moment, she just wanted to fly to Song Tan's house quickly, taste something else, and see what kind of spiritual mountain treasure land it is that can grow such delicious peaches... Who cares about carsickness?

She was full of confidence: "My state is particularly good today! You drive with confidence! As long as it's not that kind of bumpy mountain road, I won't—bang!"

The car bumped quickly.

Yanran:...

She looked at the winding, potholed, and narrow road in front of her, and her heart went numb. It took a long time before she said: "Many places have paved asphalt roads for village-to-village connectivity, but you are..."

Song Tan said frankly: "The mountain ditch is remote and has few people. Where is the money to pave asphalt roads? The village is poor to death..."

Tang Xiaodong in the back seat said depressedly: "But at this mountain road level, many crops with convenient management and mature planting experience can't be planted!"

"For example, strawberries... unless you sell that kind of boutique strawberries, carefully wrapped in sponge sleeves, a box only contains so many... but this price..."

Eh?

Song Tan was surprised: Yes! Strawberries! How could she forget that she could package them like this!

But thinking about it again—oh, it's useless to think. Like strawberries, they have to be picked and packaged immediately. Where can the village hire so many people?

Let's wait until next year!

But it didn't hinder her from expressing her stance hurriedly, at least she had to plan it first: "Strawberries are fine, as you said, package them well, and they can be transported out."

"The cost is very high—have you considered the sales channel?" Grandpa Qi Lin asked.

Sales channel...

Song Tan laughed: "Professor Song, my peaches, the previous contract price was 50 per jin."

Professor Song was stunned.

Tang Xiaodong and Grandpa Qi Lin were also speechless.

Just past five o'clock, the air was full of hot dryness.

The pickup truck stopped smoothly outside the courtyard. As soon as the car stopped, the passenger door was pushed open, and the girl in a sunscreen shirt and work pants stumbled to the side of the road—

"Ugh—"

Song Tan:...

She hurriedly shouted: "Qiao—Mom, is there any water?"

"It's okay, it's okay..."

Yanran, who vomited messily, took the mineral water handed by Grandpa Qi Lin and rinsed her mouth, then said with heartache: "My peach... hasn't been digested yet!"

Tang Xiaodong frowned tightly: "Xiao Yan, shut up and don't mention my fairy peach!"

Yanran also looked heartbroken. After recovering, she sighed deeply.

Song Tan sighed: "It seems my peaches can't stop vomiting..."

Everyone:...?

Professor Song said seriously: "No matter how delicious peaches are, their essence is still fruit, and their efficacy is greater than their medicinal effect. Don't have strange expectations for agricultural products."

And at this time, Wu Lan had already come out with a glass of water: "Oh my! This is Professor Song, right? This is your student... Oh my, the young man looks so energetic! The girl too! Energetic!"

Yanran had already come back to life, and at this moment, she smiled: "Auntie, I have dark skin, can't praise me for being beautiful or cute, can only praise me for being energetic, hahaha..."

Wu Lan disagreed: "Who said you are dark? You haven't seen our Yanping, he is so dark that he is about to reflect light... You won't become like him even if you are exposed to the sun for thirty years. You are at most not so white."

After she finished speaking, without waiting for everyone to ask, she hurriedly said: "Come, come, come, sit in the house quickly, it's so hot outside! Do you want to drink iced silver ear soup? And watermelon, thinking that you have been running around all the way, I only soaked it in cold water and didn't dare to put it in the refrigerator."

While talking, everyone followed her into the courtyard.

Professor Song looked at the courtyard silently and found that a large area in the corner was drying cowpeas and chili peppers, and in this corner—

"What are they doing?"

As soon as this question was asked, the three old men and women working on the side took the initiative to ask: "Wu Lan, is this someone collecting fruit and tea leaves again?"

"No!" Wu Lan laughed: "Where can there be so many things to sell at home? Isn't this the hill about to start construction? Specifically invited experts from the Imperial Capital to do planning for us and teach us how to farm."

"Oh, oh, oh!" The three looked over at the same time, their eyes full of curiosity and admiration: "Experts who farm? Sigh, we don't know many characters, otherwise we would know how to farm too!"

"Go away, that's proper science, can you compare?"

"Amazing! I said how Wu Lan's family's things grow so well, it turns out they were specifically taught by experts... Is there any nutrient solution or fertilizer?"

"Hard to say—my granddaughter is very particular about planting flowers, and she is studying the nutrient ratio..."

Everyone talked at once, and the topic was quickly pulled far away.

And on this side, Professor Song and his party just entered the living room, and were instantly moisturized by the cool air, and then sat down comfortably:

—Finally arrived.

Turning his head again, Song Tan had already brought a tray of silver ear soup: "Come, come, come, everyone taste it. The silver ear is also from our own family."

While sighing—Zhang Yanping, Xin Jun, Qiao Qiao, the three main forces of hospitality are all gone. Now she is busy turning around, how cruel!

And Professor Song looked at the silver ear soup. He was not very interested in this kind of thing and was ready to decline. Hearing this, he sat back silently and took a bowl to taste—

Mmm!

!

Sure enough, the taste is also excellent!

While drinking the silver ear soup, he asked impatiently: "Where is the place where your peach orchard grows silver ear? Can I go and see it?"

"I want to see it too!" Yanran couldn't help but praise: "This silver ear soup is so delicious, my god! No wonder you were so confident on the road. Just this, what planning do you need? Everything you plant is delicious."

Wu Lan also laughed, her eyebrows and corners of her eyes were full of pride:

"... It's all the child's tossing! At first, I asked Tan Tan, and she said it was because the experts said our hometown's water and soil were good. It's just fooling me... I've been farming for a lifetime, whether the water and soil are good or not, can she know better than me?"

"Just like this, she tosses up the mountain secretly every night... it's fortunate that she has strength!"

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