Chapter 492

Just as that thought turned, she saw Song Tan gently knock on the beehive and shout: "Big Bear, are you home?"

That posture is like inviting a friend to visit!

Yanran on the side couldn't help but laugh "pfft".

However, the next moment, she saw a chubby bumblebee crawl out from the round hole on top of the beehive that was thicker than a thumb.

The chubby butt with black and yellow stripes was wriggling there, and the two small wings were set off especially pitifully, flapping in mid-air, high and low, as if it would fall to the ground at any time.

Song Tan hurriedly opened her five fingers, Big Bear held her index finger steadily, and then showed its chubby butt to everyone.

"Look, this is the queen bee Big Bear in the bumblebee colony. It's very powerful! With this weight, if a wasp comes, it can smash it to death."

Everyone:...

Professor Song:...

Very good, holding multiple titles, returning to being an illiterate.

At this moment, facing this bumblebee that was thicker and fatter than a thumb, he had an empty head for a while and couldn't say anything.

For a long time, he sighed: "How should I put it... from habits to weight, to appearance... it's very unscientific!"

"Grandpa Qi Lin, did you bring the radiation meter? Measure it later."

Song Tan:... Not necessary!

Tang Xiaodong was also dumbfounded looking at the bumblebee: "Teacher... radiation never causes good mutations..."

Professor Song:...

He sighed and wiped his face: "Sigh—I just feel like I've been doing research for a lifetime. If there is really any progress, it depends on mutation."

There is nothing in the research institute. Anyway, it is absolutely impossible to raise such bumblebees.

Yanran looked at it very openly: "What's so strange about this? The dog raised at home when I was young was as smart as a human—and haven't you seen the news on the internet? The bacteria in the laboratory die if the light bulb breaks, but the bacteria in homemade pickles are strong as hell..."

When this was said, those who didn't study agriculture wanted to cry.

Professor Song remembered the setbacks he had encountered for so many years and sighed:

"Indeed... Before, Old Liao and the others improved sweet potatoes, no matter how they did it, the disease resistance couldn't improve, and several batches of experiments couldn't break through."

"Originally, this variety was about to be sealed, but unexpectedly, after bringing it back, the old lady planted it in the sandy soil by the protective wall of the residential area. She didn't manage it at all. What was the result? The state was much better than in the experimental field, and it didn't get sick at all!"

Professor Song thought about it, and he felt relieved.

Looking at Big Bear again, his eyes were full of curiosity: "It's so fat, can't fly, what does it eat daily? Feed sugar water? Or do you feed pollen directly?"

Now bees are also diverse, and pollen can be bought online.

Song Tan hesitated: "Um... this is more complicated, mainly because I'm afraid you won't believe it... let's watch for a while."

Professor Song laughed: "It's okay. Bumblebees can protect bees, what is there that I don't believe, you just—"

Before he finished speaking, his two eyes stared straight at a bee flying over not far away, only to see the other party bringing a little honey and flying directly to Song Tan's finger, feeding it to Big Bear bite by bite.

Song Tan turned her arm in a circle to show everyone:

"Look... I said you wouldn't believe it."

Several people left the bee colony in a trance.

Yanran's drone couldn't be held, full of annoyance:

"Why did I bring a drone? I should have brought a beehive... ah ah ah, how can bumblebees be so cute!

"

Professor Song was obviously hit hard too.

His theory was overturned today. At this moment, his spirit was not as good as before, just numbly saying: "Aren't there pigs and chickens raised? Let's go see."

This doesn't need to be specifically led. Walking forward a bit is it.

The pigsty and chicken coop are next to each other, and both sides are free-range.

The long-tailed pheasant dragged its long tail feathers, strolling leisurely in the forest. Its wife was still nowhere to be seen, and even a few little cubs didn't know where they flew to be carefree.

Poor thing, this left-behind househusband. Now it only deserves to peck grass seeds on the ground.

Professor Song opened his notebook: "Are you still planning to hatch long-tailed pheasants? Has it been approved? The profitability should not be high, and the market in this area is relatively small."

"No, not."

Song Tan also said numbly: "Flew here by themselves, couldn't drive them away. No way, had to let them be. Oh, the Forestry Bureau has been here."

National first-class long-tailed pheasant, can't drive them away, what kind of experience is this? Do you want to hear what you are saying?

Not to mention Professor Song, the eyes of the three students were about to turn red with jealousy.

Looking at this group of local chickens again, they are not big, their legs are thin, and most of the hen's feathers are gentle brown or hemp.

A few roosters are mixed in, exceptionally eye-catching.

Their combs are red and big, their tail feathers are green and shiny, and the red hair on their chests is even more dazzling, oily and silky.

"This rooster looks like it's on a stamp..."

The three students took out their mobile phones in unison, starting from the long-tailed pheasant, crunch crunch—even the handsome little roosters weren't spared.

This time Professor Song was much calmer, just watched silently for a while: "In terms of breeding, you should have the intention to expand the scale, right?"

After all, it looks so easy to raise. It seems that increasing the quantity by ten times is not worth mentioning.

"If you want to expand the scale, I will make the plan after looking at the mountain."

"By the way, in your pigsty, are those two smaller ones wild boars?"

Song Tan nodded: "Yes, I don't know where Big Wang stole them from. I saw them being quite honest in the pigsty, so I raised them together."

"Stole them? How to steal?"

Grandpa Qi Lin asked curiously.

Song Tan thought for a moment: "I don't know... We didn't find one until it had been raised for many days, and there was another one that seemed to have been sent to the pigsty before it was a month old..."

Everyone:... The word jealousy has been said until tired.

If any family has such a state of farming, they would laugh in their dreams at night.

Looking at these pigs again, as soon as they heard someone coming, they hummed and squealed in the pigsty. Obviously, not only is their physical state good, but their mental state is also exceptionally wonderful.

Professor Song sighed numbly—

"Let's go, let's go see the peach forest and the wasteland."

If we stay any longer, he doesn't know if the students' theses can be written. His own research really can't be done anymore.

Song Tan felt a little guilty...

However... these pigs and long-tailed pheasants are willing themselves, she can't force them, right...

At this moment, everyone climbed over the mountain ridge and stood outside the fence door of the peach orchard—

Setting aside the small tomatoes, loofahs, pumpkins, and beans densely wrapped on the shelves on the side, the long watermelon vines in the peach orchard were exceptionally outrageous!

"Who taught you to intercrop like this?"