Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 1104 - 1080. Wu Lei’s Friendship [Two-in-One]_3

Chapter 1104: 1080. Wu Lei’s Friendship [Two-in-One]_3

But before he could find out what varieties, he heard the villagers talking again:

"Is there any need to ask? Didn’t you see the professor in the yard just now? He was on national TV! He’s got real skills! Whatever he plants turns out great!"

"That’s right! Do you know the Agricultural Research Institute? The big experts there spend their whole lives studying farming, just like the hybrid rice..."

"Is it that good? I wonder if we can keep some seeds to plant ourselves..."

"I’m afraid it’s difficult. This stuff probably requires a lot of fertilizer, and the investment is huge... Didn’t you hear Lao Song’s family say earlier that it took tens of millions in loans to create just a small hill..."

In this corner of the mountain village, a few million is considered top-tier strength, tens of millions for a small hill...

Tsk tsk tsk, can’t even imagine! How would you pay it back?

If you had that money in the bank, you could live comfortably just off the interest every month.

Everyone was gossiping, passing rumors, making a mountain out of a molehill, and getting more exaggerated.

By the time Song Sancheng pulled up the photos, the whole yard was full of shock at his daughter apprenticing under an agricultural professor and having the ability to secure loans of over a billion.

Song Sancheng: ...

Honestly, he was quite shocked too.

He could guarantee that hardly anyone in the village had seen more than a hundred thousand in cash in their lifetime, so how on earth could they dream of billions in loans?

How would you get a loan? At the bank, do you just open your mouth and they give you whatever?

Why is it that the more absurd it sounds, the more people believe it?

Incidentally, there were a few people grimacing as they gnawed on sweet potato jerky, wondering why such unchewable stuff still existed.

And yet, the grinding sweetness matched with the overly tough and resilient earthy sweet potato jerky was quite irresistibly pleasing.

Also, in the corner, was the fisherman who had been busy with a camera all morning, side by side, gnawing on something, their expressions grimacing.

When Song Sancheng looked closely, he realized each of them was holding a dried chestnut...

Honest man Song Sancheng felt a pang of guilt.

Next time... Next time they throw any banquet, there definitely won’t be such hard-to-chew stuff.

...

Meanwhile, in the living room, it was a different vibe altogether.

What vibe?

—Worth the trip!

Though these words are a bit exaggerated—after all, Pork Lard Residue is just tasting, it can’t really fill you up, no matter how tasty, you’d get tired of it! And it takes up space; a bowl only has so much, everyone just tastes it for novelty.

But the innermost group were all those who regularly undergo physical training, bustling and scrambling, all satisfying themselves.

Secretary Wang and the leaders sat on the other side, composedly. By now, they’ve tried both sweet and savory, leaving only empty plates, and also feeling it was worth the trip.

The sense of satisfaction from high-calorie snacks is something no fine dining can compare to!

Though they’ve eaten their fill, on the sofa on the back side, there’s still lively sounds:

"Xiaodu, I’m getting old, not many days left to live, and can’t eat much now..."

While on the other side, a young person is vigorously resisting: "Old man, it’s really not okay, you really can’t eat too much of this..."

"Xiaowang, you just say if I’ve been good to you, huh? Even my wife didn’t bring me, brought you instead..."

"Old man, let’s be honest, if you hadn’t brought me, I wouldn’t be able to travel far anyway..."

Obviously, these little old men and their young assistants were at a tug-of-war extreme, from soft persuasion to showing weakness...

Everyone couldn’t help but listen happily, turning back to glance around. However, at this glance, the brothers from the armed police system couldn’t help but straighten their backs.

Just... how does this have a fellow feeling?

And these fellows came so neatly, each elder paired with one?

For a moment, everyone looked at those unremarkable little old men, pondering which system’s retired leaders they were...

Sssss!

It seems best not to think too deeply about it.

Otherwise, what level of retirement still warrants a personal guard?

And during their moment of thoughtful gaze, those unremarkable little old men moved quickly, like lightning, grabbing the last few Pork Lard Residues, smiling contentedly.

Actually, at this moment, Lao Zhu and the others were satisfied, not necessarily needing to eat, but rarely did they see everyone happily contesting over food, so they also wanted to join the scrum.

In the next moment, the leader, sipping tea in the corner, suddenly uttered a thunderous fit of coughing!

"Cough cough cough cough cough—"

The leader was so anxious he couldn’t speak!

Secretary Wang, being a close aide, somehow lost his usual rapport with the leader at that moment, hastily asked:

"Don’t worry! If you need anything, I’ll get it—want a tissue? A towel to wipe..."

And the leader, seeing those little old men looking over with curiosity, instantly bent over, coughing even more violently...

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