Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 531 - Chapter 531 531. The height must be measured _1

Chapter 531: 531. The height must be measured _1 Chapter 531: 531. The height must be measured _1 No sooner had the thought crossed her mind than Song Tan tapped the beehive with her fingertip and called out, “Daxiong, are you home?”

The gesture was just like asking a friend over for a visit!

Yan Ran couldn’t hold back and let out a snort of laughter.

However, in the next moment, from the round hole in the beehive, bigger than a thumb, indeed crawled out a plump, chubby experimental bee.

The fuzzy, fat rear end with black and yellow stripes wiggled about, and its tiny wings, appearing especially pitiful against it, fluttered halfway in the air, unsteady as though it would fall to the ground any second.

Song Tan quickly spread her fingers apart, and Daxiong clung onto her index finger securely, then showed off its plump behind to everyone.

“Look at this, this is Queen Bee Daxiong of the experimental bee group. It’s really something! With this weight, it could smash a hornet to death just by falling on it.”

Everyone: …

Professor Song: …

Great, holding multiple job titles and still functionally illiterate.

Facing the experimental bee, chubbier than a thumb, his mind went blank, and he found himself at a loss for words.

After a long while, he sighed, “What can I say… this experimental bee, from its habits to its weight, and even its appearance… it’s just not scientific!”

“Qi Lin, did you bring the radiation meter? We should measure it later.”

Song Tan: …Isn’t that a bit much?

Tai Xiaodong gaped at the experimental bee, at a loss for words, “Teacher… radiation never causes mutations in a good direction…”

Professor Song: …

He sighed again, then rubbed his face, “Sigh– it just feels like after a lifetime of research, any real progress still relies on mutations.”

As for what the research institute was studying, well, they certainly weren’t breeding experimental bees like this one.

But Yan Ran took it in stride: “What’s so strange about that? The dog my family had when I was a kid was as smart as a human–and haven’t you seen the news online? The bacteria in the lab die if a single lightbulb goes out, while the ones from home-pickled vegetables thrive like crazy…”

Upon hearing this, both those in and out of agriculture felt like crying.

Professor Song thought about the ups and downs he had faced in his many years and also sighed:

“Indeed… Old Liao and his team tried to improve sweet potatoes, and whatever they did, the disease resistance just wouldn’t get better. Generations of experiments made no breakthroughs.”

“We were about to archive this variety, but who knew when it was taken home and my grandmother planted it in the sandy soil by the community’s protective wall, without any care whatsoever, the plants ended up way healthier than those in the experimental field. They never got sick at all!”

With this thought, Professor Song felt at peace.

Turning his gaze back to Daxiong, his eyes were full of curiosity: “It’s so chubby and can barely fly, so what does it eat every day? Do you feed it sugar water, or do you give it pollen directly?”

Nowadays, bees come in all sorts, and you can even order pollen online.

Song Tan hesitated: “Well… it’s a bit complicated. Mainly because I’m afraid you won’t believe it… How about we just keep watching for a while?”

Professor Song laughed: “That’s fine. If an experimental bee can protect honeybees, there’s nothing I won’t believe. Go ahead–”

He had not finished speaking when, glaring, he saw a honeybee flying over from a short distance away. It brought a bit of honey, flew straight to Song Tan’s fingertip, and fed Daxiong mouthful by mouthful.

Song Tan circled her arm to show everyone:

“See… I told you you wouldn’t believe it.”

…

The few people left the bee colony in a daze.

Yan Ran’s drone was almost too much to handle, filled with regret:

“Why did I bring a drone? I should have brought a beehive… Ahhh, how can experimental bees be so cute!!”

Professor Song was clearly also stricken.

His theories had all been overturned today, and at this moment, he lacked the spirit he had before, saying numbly, “Aren’t there also pigs and chickens? Let’s go have a look.”

There was no need for a special guide this time; they just had to keep walking ahead.

The pigsty and the chicken coop were next to each other, with both sides allowing free-range rearing.

The pheasants with their long tail feathers strolled leisurely through the woods; his wife was nowhere to be seen, as usual, and the chicks were also gone, who knows where they had flown off to enjoy themselves.

Poor thing, this stay-at-home family man. Now he could only peck at the grass seeds on the ground.

Professor Song opened his notebook, “Do you still plan to do pheasant incubation? Has it been approved? There probably isn’t much profitability in that, our market for this is rather small.”

“No, I don’t.”

Song Tan also said numbly, “They came on their own, and I couldn’t drive them away even if I tried. There’s nothing I can do but let them be, oh, and someone from the Forestry Bureau came by.”

Guoyi long-tailed pheasant, impossible to drive away, what kind of experience is that? Do you even hear what you’re saying?

Forget Professor Song, the three apprentices’ eyes were turning red with envy.

Then they looked at the flock of local chickens, each not very large, with skinny legs to pick up; the feathers of the hens were mostly a gentle brownish-yellow, or speckled.

A few roosters intermingled among them were particularly conspicuous.

Their combs were both red and large, and the tail feathers were so green they shone. The red feathers in front of their chests were even more dazzling, glossy, and silky.

“These roosters look… just like the ones on stamps…”

The three students simultaneously pulled out their phones, starting with the pheasants, snap snap– they didn’t spare even the handsome and chic young roosters.

This time Professor Song was much calmer, just silently observing for a while, “In terms of breeding, you must be meaning to expand, right?”

After all, this seemed so easy to maintain that even a tenfold increase in quantity seemed trivial.

“If I were to expand, I think I would make a plan after viewing the hill.”

“Right, in this pigsty, aren’t those two smaller ones wild boars?”

Song Tan nodded, “Yes, Daxiong stole them from somewhere, I don’t know. They seemed quite well-behaved in the pigsty, so I just raised them together.”

“Stolen? How are they stolen?”

Qi Lin asked curiously.

Song Tan thought for a moment, “I don’t know… We didn’t notice one of them until it had been with us for many days; the other seemed to be not even a month old when he brought it to the pigsty…”

Everyone: …The word jealousy is already wearing thin.

If someone’s farmland was in such a condition, they’d laugh themselves awake in the middle of the night.

Then they looked at the pigs, which upon hearing people, started a chorus of grunts and calls in the pigsty. Clearly, not only were they in good physical condition, but their spirits were also exceedingly wonderful.

Professor Song sighed numbly–

“Let’s go, let’s take a look at the Peach Forest and the wasteland.”

If he stayed any longer, he didn’t know if his students would be able to continue writing their papers. His own research truly seemed impossible to continue.

Song Tan felt a bit guilty…

But then again… These pigs and pheasants were willing, and she couldn’t force them, could she?

At this moment, the group crested a hillock and stood outside the fence gate of the Peach Garden–

Ignoring the thickets on the side, crowded with strings of small tomatoes, loofahs, pumpkins, beans, and others, the long vines of watermelon in the Peach Garden were exceptionally outrageous!

“Who in the world taught you to intercrop like this?”

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