Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 532 - Chapter 532 532. The yield of watermelon is not high_1

Chapter 532: 532. The yield of watermelon is not high_1 Chapter 532: 532. The yield of watermelon is not high_1 “It’s like this,” Song Tan explained earnestly, “I resigned and returned to my hometown to farm, and I accidentally spent all my parents’ savings. So I thought I would grow some cash crops to make some money, which is why I planted peach trees.”

“But my family also loves eating watermelon, but there was no more land available… Anyway, when planting the peach trees, I had already dug up the mountain and turned the soil, so I might as well plant watermelons here too, making the most out of the land and adapting to local conditions, extracting the essence of the soil…”

In short, the more he talked, the less certain it became.

But what was even more uncertain than his talk was clearly the watermelons!

Professor Song had already run out of expressions to display; he just squatted down and pinched the soil: “Yan Ran, bring a bag for sampling.”

Yan Ran was stunned.

Tai Xiaodong hesitated as well, “Professor, weren’t we here for a mountain land planning project? Surely soil and nutrient analysis isn’t necessary, right?”

Professor Song: …

Yes, he had forgotten about that.

But…

“Have you got the bags? Let’s collect some soil, I’ll study it myself back home.”

The students hadn’t brought any bags.

Who would have expected a mountain land planning project to involve detailed soil sampling, right?

Yan Ran seriously searched his pockets and pulled out a ziplock bag: “It’s for my camera batteries.”

“Fine,” Professor Song wasn’t picky: “Let’s start with the soil from this side. We will stay here for a few more days and take a closer look.”

Just as the bag was sealed, he felt something strange: “That’s not right…” His gaze extended forward: “How come these watermelons are growing so well? They look sparse and seem not to yield much, but–”

He stood up and looked around: “But these vines are strong and the leaves are lush green, the seedlings look great.”

At that moment, Wu Lei, who had been idly sending messages, turned from the other side of the fence and was taken aback by the sight of the group, then he subconsciously tucked his phone back into his pocket.

“Well… I was just tired from moving watermelons, taking a break…”

Having said that, he became frustrated again–it’s perfectly normal to take a break when tired from moving watermelons, so why feel guilty?

Wu Lei didn’t know why himself.

It was one thing for his cousin Tantan to be nervous, but why did he feel tense in front of this expert from out of town?

It was like running into a teacher when he was in school.

He quickly tried to change the subject: “Who says watermelons aren’t producing much?”

He was practically working himself to death lifting and carrying them every day!

“But indeed, the yield has been a bit lower recently because they’ve been on sale for so long–soon, the smaller melons will have a second harvest, and we can sell them just the same.”

Professor Song: “…you mean to say, you are still selling these watermelons?”

“Of course!”

Wu Lei stated confidently, “How can I finish all these watermelons on such a large patch of land by myself? I can’t possibly eat them all.”

As he spoke, he couldn’t help but purse his lips, thinking that if there were any leftovers, he could just squeeze the juice and freeze it as popsicles–he’d have to suck on a couple even in the dead of winter.

However, this thought only made Wu Lei feel more aggrieved: “Tantan, I’m your cousin too, so why can Yanping and the others go on trips while I have to stay here moving watermelons?”

After toiling away for a month, his back was stiff as a board, yet Lili seemed to be angry and hadn’t replied to his messages recently–what was he to do?

He hadn’t received his salary yet, and now he couldn’t even afford to sweet-talk someone.

Yet, why was it that when working on Song Tan’s farm, others from his team went out, but he had to stay behind?

Song Tan justified firmly, “This is a privilege for long-term employees, you’ve just arrived! Plus, if you go on a trip now, do you still want your house or not?”

Wu Lei: …The house, the house! Why is it so hard to buy a house?!

He turned his head resentfully and walked off to the more distant watermelon field.

Song Tan looked back and saw Professor Song giving her a meaningful look: “Is it your cousin who’s doing all the work at home? Your family is quite large, and you seem to have good sibling relationships.”

The nepotism was laid on pretty thick.

Song Tan thought that was not entirely the case, but she couldn’t very well say that she wanted to hire cheap labor, could she? She simply pointed again: “Shall we go further in and take a look?”

“Underneath the peach trees, it’s all watermelons, just don’t step on them. They are still growing.”

“Growing?”

Professor Song gave a meaningful humph, “Growing? They are busy birthing offspring.”

It was hard for him to maintain a cheerful mood, since his decades of experience were all being overturned today. It was just too much for an old man to handle.

Qi Lin, however, was earnestly inspecting the watermelons in the field, whispering among themselves:

“If I remember correctly, our classmate Yu Le had a project on watermelons, right? It seemed to require sandy soil and plenty of sunlight… He said that the higher the light intensity, the sweeter the melons…”

“Right.”

Yan Ran also murmured: “This isn’t sandy soil, it’s just regular mud.”

There was definitely sunlight, but the abundance of peach trees meant that compared to open fields, it couldn’t measure up.

Professor Song walked by, listening to the students murmuring, feeling more and more saddened.

Finally, he sighed: “Alright, let’s not look anymore. Later on, wait for soil sampling–and photographing.”

Upon hearing this, everyone hurriedly got ready to deploy the drone.

The buzzing of the drone filled the air, and Professor Song asked, “What do you use for irrigation?”

Irrigation?

Song Tan led them forward a few steps, up to a higher vantage point: “That pond at the very bottom–that’s where we pump water up from–but we generally don’t need it. There should be a natural water source beneath this mountain, it’s quite moist. Once you plant something, it mostly just grows naturally.”

Hearing this, countless cultivators would kneel in her Peach Garden and weep.

Professor Song decided not to inquire further and turned to leave: “Did you also rent the barren hills? Let’s go and have a look at the hills. How large is the area?”

Song Tan smiled modestly: “This big bowl in front of us, both inside and outside the bowl, is all rented by me.”

Professor Song, who had seen his share of sights, wasn’t too impressed by this piece of land, but he did give a brief evaluation:

“Not bad, surrounded by a pond; the soil should be quite consistent, and it’s convenient to manage since it’s all in one place, which allows for more focused supervision.”

“Just if you’re planning to hire workers later on, you’ll need to set aside a specific area for the workers to rest.”

Professor Song thought very thoroughly: “With such a large area, you can’t possibly employ only villagers, right? You need a place for people to rest–you wouldn’t want to bring all sorts of work into your home, would you?”

At that moment, Song Tan really found someone who understood her: “Professor Song, you really know your stuff! That’s exactly what I meant!”

“Our family also makes hot sauce and processes medicinal herbs. Like the job those three elders in the corner were doing this afternoon, which you asked about, they were handling Golden Sakura from the Chestnut Garden.”

“After we expand the scale next year, we will definitely have more workers. No matter how big my courtyard is, it can’t accommodate everyone.”

Professor Song: …

He smiled: “It’s nothing. Almost every family farm has to plan for a construction site–but you’ll have to apply for it. If you want to build on agricultural and forestry land, you can’t do it without approval.”

Song Tan thought of Secretary Xiaozu again.

With her around, to be honest, Song Tan had never worried about paperwork.

With this mention, she almost instantly made a decision–once the late-ripening peaches were ready to eat, she would have to bring two more boxes for Secretary Xiaozu!

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