"Hello, is it Yilin Fruit Seedling Farm?... That's right, I want to buy some peach tree seedlings. I heard that you have... I don't know how big it is... How to calculate..."

Song Wen was making a phone call in the room, and Zeng Xinyong walked in from outside. Song Wen made a gesture to ask him to sit down, and then continued to call.

Since Xiaoye Zitan was saved by Song Wen, Zeng Xinyong has always regarded Song Wen as his benefactor and has to come to visit him from time to time. Of course, some of them are because of Xiaoye Zitan. Although Xiaoye Zitan is well, he still wants to ask Song Wen to take a look so that something will happen again. But he has never had a chance, and he came for this matter today.

"...so small, not a bigger one?...so small, it's useless for me to use it...so that's it, I'm disturbing."

After calling, Song Wen sighed and started making tea.

After returning home, he dried the wild game he picked from the mountain and kept what he should have to be preserved. He also took out the colorful tiger skin, big black bear skin and snake skin peeled from the hole and tanned it. He also took two large water tanks from the old house in Songjiabao and soaked two large tanks of wine.

Some tiger bones are left for later use. As for the bear bones, he didn't know what they were useful, so he just dried them and put them aside. Maybe it would be useful in the future. The bear galls and tiger galls were dried and kept, and a super-large tiger whip was also dried for later use. He has not even broken his virgin body, so he doesn't need this thing.

Song Wen did not waste the internal organs of the colorful tiger and the big bear. He washed them and made them into hot pot and ate them every day. Not to mention, the taste of wild things is just awesome. The meat of the two big guys was saved by him and made porridge every day for the little horse to eat. The two big guys caused the mother of Xiaoma to die, and doing so was avenged. Besides, Xiaoma could not eat, so he chopped the tiger bear meat into meat porridge for Xiaoma to eat, which was not without any benefit to the little horse. After the little guy ate, his body grew up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the birds, puppies, and kittens who followed him to drink the porridge also benefited a lot.

After finishing the mountain delicacies and wild game brought back from the mountain, Song Wen planted the Jinnan bamboo dug from the mountain behind the yard, and planted the wild flowers dug from the valley on the lake not far from the yard.

After planting it, I saw the clear blue lake, bright flowers, quiet courtyards, and green bamboo forests, which complement each other and look very beautiful.

After packing up the things he brought back from the mountain, Song Wen continued to deal with the slope that was recessed into the lake.

When the slope was cleared, he wanted to plant peaches. Unfortunately, he couldn't find a suitable peach seedling, which made him very upset. When Zeng Xinyong came in, he saw that he was in contact with the situation of the seedlings.

"Master, do you want to buy peach tree seedlings?" Zeng Xinyong asked after hearing the call from Song Wen.

"Don't call me a master. I am neither a fortune teller nor a monk. What is my name? My name is Song Wen. From now on, you can call me Awen?" Song Wen said.

"This is not good!" Zeng Xinyong hesitated, as if he didn't respect his benefactor very much.

"What's wrong with that?"

"Then... OK! Then the master should not call me Boss Zeng in the future, just call me credit!"

Song Wen nodded, then picked up the kettle to cook water and make tea.

The tea fragrance was slim. Zeng Xinyong took a sip and asked again: "You just said you wanted to buy peach tree seedlings?"

"Well, I want to plant some peach trees on the hillside opposite the lake, but unfortunately I can't find a suitable sapling. It's either too small or the variety is unsatisfactory." Song Wen said helplessly.

"Then what kind of you want."

"The tender and juicy variety of peaches, and the saplings themselves cannot be too small, and they will grow peaches next year."

"That's it? You didn't say it earlier. I have a friend who works with fruit seedlings. There are many peach trees there. I'll call you to ask."

As he said that, Zeng Xinyong picked up his cell phone and started calling.

After a while, after calling, he said to Song Wen: "My friend said there is the peach tree seedlings you want. Do you want to go over and take a look?"

"real."

"Can I still lie to you?"

"Okay, I'll go clean up and we'll leave right away."

Song Wen was wearing only cotton shoes at home, so he hurriedly walked in and put on a pair of leather shoes, closed the door, and left with Zeng Xinyong.

Zeng Xinyi’s friend’s fruit seedling farm was in the suburbs of Nanzhou City. It took several hours to drive to the place.

Nanzhou is a hilly area with hills everywhere. Zeng Xinwen’s friend’s fruit seedling farm is on the edge of a mountain, covering a wide area. From a distance, the seedlings inside are green and green.

Barbed wire was drawn around the fruit seedling farm, and there were several big dogs watching.

Zeng Xinyi went to the entrance of the Guomiao Farm, honked the horn, and saw his friend coming out to open the door, asking him to drive the car in, and then invited them to make tea. Under Zeng Xinyi's introduction, Song Wen knew that the man was called Lu Yunzhong, and he was called "A Zhong".

The fruit seedling farm is built with a simple tin house, but it is well decorated. The floor is tiled, gypsum hanging boards, and European-style fancy edges. Refrigerators, antique sofas, coffee tables, and LCD TVs are all available.

After making tea for a while, chatting with each other for a few words, Lu Yunzhong took the two to see the peach tree seedlings.

Lu Yunzhong's fruit seedling farm used to be a wasteland, with some small hills around him, but he had flattened the seedlings. So there was no one around, and it looked very quiet, with only some birds and wind.

There are large and small fruit seedlings in the fruit seedling farm, including longan, lychee, pineapple, mango, bayberry, loquat, walnut, apple, pear, nagi, plum, peach, etc., and there are more than twenty types of fruit seedlings in the north and south.

When he came to the place where peach seedlings were planted, Lu Yunzhong pointed to the neat rows of peach trees in front of him and introduced: "These are peaches, all three-year peaches. They are planted this year and will grow next year. There are still some peaches over there for five years, and they have already started growing. I have harvested a lot of them this year."

Song Wen looked in the direction of his finger and found that the branches of the five-year peaches were taller and thicker than those in front of him in the past three years.

Seeing that Song Wen seemed to be interested in those five-year peaches, Lu Yunzhong said: "Those are super-large peaches, and the smallest single peach is more than half a pound. I didn't have one either, but a friend wanted them, so I came in from other places for him. Who knew that after I came back, his land was developed by zhèngfu. There was no way, so I had to plant these fruit seedlings by myself. This time I planted them for two years and they started to produce high yields last year. I have eaten them and they tasted pretty good."

After hearing Lu Yunzhong's words, Song Wen was moved. The peach tree was very suitable for the tender and colorful conditions he wanted to be born back then. After thinking about it, he said, "That's it."

"Then how many do you want to plant? There are only 300 extra-large peaches here, which may not be enough." Lu Yunzhong said.

"I have about five acres of land."

"There are more than five acres, and you can plant forty-two trees per acre. Five acres of two hundred and one hundred. If you give you two hundred and fifty, you will have left."

"Then it's two hundred and fifty."

Song Wen is a rookie in this regard, and he didn't know how many trees he wanted to plant. He nodded after hearing what he said.

After finalizing the peach tree saplings, Song Wen continued to look and found that there were several old peach trees with thick thighs next to them, which were obviously out of place with the surrounding small saplings. He asked, "A Zhong, why are there old peach trees here?"

"That's the wild peaches on the mountain. Although the peaches grow small, they taste very sweet. I was digging them back, I planned to graft a better variety, but who knew I couldn't graft them. Moreover, after digging them back, I didn't grow peaches. I saw that it occupies a place here, so I wanted to cut it down." Lu Yunzhong said.

Song Wen shook his head when he heard this. Peach tree is a five-tree tree. If it hurts the roots, it hurts the spirit of the peach tree. How could it be so easy to grow peaches? What's more, it's an old tree.

After looking at the peach trees, I felt that it was good to plant a few old peach trees, so I said, "It's a pity to cut it down, so I might as well sell it to me."

"You want it? You have to think clearly that this old peach is not easy to plant. When I dug it down from the mountain, I served them like my ancestors to make them survive, but even so many of them died."

Zeng Xinyong, who had been listening to their words, listened to his old friend's words and smiled and said, "A Zhong, you don't know this! Awen is a miraculous doctor who manages trees. What kind of saplings can't survive in his hands? He saved my little-leafed rosewood tree."

"It's not that magical, it's just luck." Song Wen said modestly.

"You are the boy who cured Chi Qiaosheng's old wintersweet? You must not behave like a person. I didn't expect that you, as young as you are, have such a good craft. It's not simple!" A Zhong looked at Song Wen and said with emotion.

The peach tree had been settled, and the three of them chatted a few more times and mentioned the price by the way. However, Song Wen came out in a hurry and did not bring the money, so he told Lu Yunzhong that he would send the tree to him before giving it to him. Ah Zhong didn't care. Needless to say, he had an old friend guaranteed him, so he was able to make up for Song Wen's current reputation in the flower and tree world in Nanzhou, and it would be impossible to deny him the tens of thousands of dollars.

Zeng Xinyong originally wanted to invite Song Wen to see his little-leafed red sandalwood tree, but who knew that he had come to buy a peach tree. When he saw that the peach tree had already been bought, he told Song Wen that he wanted to invite him to see the little-leafed red sandalwood tree.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong, Song Wen nodded and agreed. He came to the place where he treated the small-leafed red sandalwood last time and found that the small-leafed red sandalwood grew well, and the branches grew new leaves, which looked lush and full of vitality.

The surrounding soil has also been changed, and even the surroundings of the small-leafed red sandalwood are imitating the forest, with trees planted layer by layer, which really looks a bit like a forest.

Seeing that there was no problem, Song Wen left.

Zeng Xinyong is actually a psychological effect, and he is afraid that something will happen to Xiaoye Zitan, so he asked Song Wen to come and take a look. In this way, he can feel at ease.

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ps: It's late tonight, there's still two updates, and there's one update later.
Chapter completed!