Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 922 - 904. Migrant Workers’ Gourmand Feast

Chapter 922: 904. Migrant Workers’ Gourmand Feast

Migrant worker Daxiong quickly brought the kids along for a free ride to the greenhouse.

Although the sun was nice today, the wind was strong and cold, so only part of the top canopy was opened. It was now time for pollination, and they were afraid that the cold might affect the activity of the Bear Bees, so Song Tan also came over to help close it.

The "free ride" Qiaoqiao and Grandma Tang reached out their hands: "We’ve arrived, get to work now!"

Actually, there was no need for Qiaoqiao’s orders; the Bear Bees were already buzzing happily—

In essence, they were still hard workers, capable of working 12 hours a day non-stop. It’s just that they had big appetites, consuming all the pollen they collected and leaving not a bit behind.

Add to that the fact that the leader, Daxiong, was not particularly competent, which made them appear to be lazy and gluttonous.

Now, as soon as they entered the greenhouse, there was an instant "buzzing" sound, and they seemed extremely happy without needing any communication.

A month had passed in the greenhouse, the interior was full of vibrant greenery, contrasting the desolate cold winter outside. The cucumber vines had already climbed a long way up the bamboo poles, and the fuzzy little tomato vines had also started to bloom.

For the Bear Bees, this was simply a feast to gorge on!

Their perception was much stronger than human eyes; although their eyesight was average, they could squeeze into small places due to their small bodies. Those tiny flowers hidden under layers of leaves wouldn’t miss their attention!

The closest tomato vines were already buzzing with a group that got into them, interacting with each other and striving hard. In no time, their hind legs were visibly carrying small baskets of pollen,

Oh wow.

Song Tan curiously lifted the layers of leaves and then had a stare-down with the tiny blooming flowers underneath.

The little things were quite good at hiding! Just looking at the buds on the vines, one would think it would be a couple of days more.

Another group of Bear Bees made a beeline for today’s stars—the strawberry flowers!

Unlike the tender yellow during the blooming of cucumbers and tomatoes, strawberry flowers were much more exquisite and cute. They were piled up and blooming among the lush, vibrant leaves, tiny white petals and tender yellow fuzzy stamens forming the common five-petaled flower shape seen in nature.

It was much more convenient to collect pollen from such flowers compared to cucumbers and tomatoes!

Especially since they were short, and although the stems were slender, there were tiers of supporting leaves underneath. The Bear Bees with their bulky bodies just needed to lean over, no longer worrying about the whole flower drooping from being tugged at!

Moreover, these flowers were considerate towards the lazy bees, often blooming in clusters of five, six, seven, or eight, allowing them to collect from one flower to another without much wing flapping...

Buzz buzz buzz! Simply divine flowers!

The Bear Bees were working diligently, yet Song Tan was already rummaging through the greenhouse:

"Grandma Tang, do you think these strawberries were planted too closely? We had an extra 100 plants sent over at that time, and I thought it would be fine to squeeze them in, but now each plant has grown so large..."

Grandma Tang, who had been married to Professor Song for decades but knew nothing about agriculture, rounded her eyes in astonishment.

Even though she was clueless, it was clear at first glance whether these strawberries were growing well!

This field of strawberries in front of her had ridges at just the right height, soil that had been mixed with various base fertilizers beforehand, plus the enhancement of the Spiritual Energy in the enclosed space...

Now, the strawberry leaves were so robust that they entirely shaded the soil beneath, and clusters of small white flowers with yellow pistils trembled and swayed under the heavy bodies of the Bear Bees...

One didn’t need to think too hard to know that come harvest time, it would be a magnificent sight.

Qiaoqiao also came over, her mouth agape in surprise: "Sis! They’re growing so diligently!"

"Yeah..." So Song Tan worried: "Where can we move these extra 100 or so plants?"

When in doubt, ask an expert—Song Tan dialed the phone, ready to consult Professor Song.

Meanwhile, the unnoticed bullet screen comments were heating up:

[Move over here! Move over here!!!]

[Just a newbie here, with a 20 square meter solarium garden and plenty of experience in gardening...]

[To the one before, first tell us how often you renovate the plants in your pot each year?]

[Me me me! Hands high up, I can plant strawberries!]

[Wanted to raise my hand, but I have a strawberry greenhouse at home too; feeling guilty and retreating.]

[No need to ask, these few strawberries definitely won’t be for sale again. Isn’t it okay if I grow them myself? Please, host, notice me.]

[Wanted to say something, but no one looks at the bullet screen comments, it’s pointless... better to keep dreaming instead.]

[Hey hey hey! Is no one paying attention to Daxiong? Where did Daxiong fly off to?]

As for Daxiong? Daxiong found a place with the most flowers and started picking them one by one at a leisurely pace.

Its little wings no longer need to bear the unbearable weight of life, and it started working with vigor! In a short time, the pollen baskets on its hind legs grew into a significant clump.

Zhang Yanping was huddled in a cozy room, watching the bullet screen comments and couldn’t help but touch his face: "Where did I go wrong? Why is everything at home better at live streaming than I am? And they don’t even have mouths to talk."

Xin Jun was hugging a notebook preparing for a class. Without even lifting his head, he said, "With your looks, people probably feel like they’re joining the underworld online when watching your streams; it doesn’t inspire much of a sense of security."

Zhang Yanping glared with round, tiger-like eyes: "You, you are unbelievable!"

He looked towards Professor Song: "The spectator sees the game best. Professor Song, please judge this for us."

Professor Song put away his phone and looked at Zhang Yanping seriously, respectfully, and sincerely. He only glanced for a moment before quickly shifting his gaze to Xin Jun’s face, visibly relaxing his expression.

"Yanping, one mustn’t judge by appearance alone. Everyone praises Pan Yue, but everybody knows his character is flawed. Zuo Taichong is the ugliest man in this world, yet everyone knows he’s the most accomplished poet from the Western Jin..."

Zhang Yanping widened his eyes in confusion, his expression sincere: "I have no clue."

Professor Song paused, then suddenly stood up: "Well... Song Tan needs me for something, I need to step out."

After saying that, he grabbed his down jacket and left.

Regaining his senses, Zhang Yanping immediately grabbed Xin Jun by the neck, shaking him until his head spun: "What a thing to say for a teacher! Just where am I ugly, tell me!"

...

Meanwhile, Professor Song hurriedly fled the battleground and crossed the new asphalt road to get to the greenhouse in the fields.

As soon as he entered, he exclaimed: "This greenhouse is well-managed!"

The humidity, temperature, lighting... all could be felt. Even if they couldn’t be felt, just by looking at the lush greenery, one could understand.

But then he thought, Lao Song’s family does have a bit of metaphysics in their farming methods. If it weren’t for the two months he went back to the school to check on their sparse experimental fields looking rather pitiful, by now he would probably be used to such vigorous vitality.

He let the curtain fall and went straight to the deepest part of the strawberry field: "Let’s see, actually having 100 or so plants scattered over these two acres won’t stand out too much— hiss!"

"You’ve planted way too many, haven’t you?!"

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