Song Tan didn't know that Yu Yan's words connected the two sisters. She just collected several thousand more dollars, packed the radish, cabbage and cabbage in a linen bag, and stuffed them into the trunk. The family happily sent the reporter away.
gone.
When the car was gone, Wulan was annoyed: "Oh! I just gave a few dogs a bath yesterday, but I didn't ask them to line up in a row to take a good photo!"
Song Tan couldn't laugh or cry: "If you didn't take it, you didn't take it. We have quite a lot of photos and videos on our phone, and they also encountered a few dogs who took empty-frame shots..."
However, the video was shot and edited a week later, and they will go to receive the award next Monday - after all, there are only three or two kittens, and there are gaps in their homes. It is said to be [selection], but there is really no process to go through... In the city
No funds can be allocated...
"Don't use bean bags as dry food." Professor Song was very satisfied: "You have won this award. I will ask Yan Ran to sort out the form later. You will be an officially recognized candidate."
Nowadays, all places attach great importance to the issue of agriculture, rural areas and farmers. With the endorsement of the municipal government, the review of other aspects will be accelerated a lot, which can save a lot of trouble.
Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, still has a very organized manner in handling affairs.
Song Tan was curious: "How long will the review take? Don't force me to go to the imperial capital to participate in the selection during the two days of pig slaughter, right?"
"No." Professor Song was very confident, "If nothing else happens, it should be after New Year's Day - it won't be delayed. You are now in review status. There will be transportation problems in winter, so they will be very fast."
Song Tan felt relieved: "It's been a long time, no wonder you deliberately avoided letting us take photos in the studio today... Are you afraid that he will leak the news to you?"
"Eat it!" Qiao Qiao laughed: "I didn't keep it for myself. If you want to eat it, you can pick it yourself - Brother Yanping, I'll pick one for you too."
Qiao Qiao:......
But they are fragrant! Some of the strawberries are ripe, although there are only one or two, but the ripe aroma can be heard outside the closed shed... How tempting!
Ah, that question is difficult for Professor Song to answer - the seed technology in China is indeed behind us. I also want to see if the seeds are stable enough.
Xin Jun said happily outside the strawberry field:
What's more, the ground is mine too.
But the watermelons are obviously for eating today, but the strawberries can be picked now. Xin Jun immediately picked up the basket: "You pick it, you pick it!"
Ge Di was overjoyed when she saw it: "There are only eight ripe strawberries in total. Does he want them to roll around outside with such a small basket?"
Even Mrs. Tang, who is so reserved, would sigh at this moment: "Why are you still familiar?"
It’s so cool to eat watermelon around the stove in the winter!
Song Tan: "...eat."
However, the densely packed large seeds under the epidermis have all turned into small reds. It is so small that it is really disgusting after looking at it for a long time.
The watermelon vines were planted in the most corner, and now the vines are spreading, and the outside of the furrows in the strawberry field are slowly being filled with them.
"It's so bad, but when you take out the seeds, the pulp outside is still bad, and he eats it."
Xin Jun also wanted to see small red strawberries, but unfortunately, the two types planted this year were deep red and snowy white. They only turned slightly pink when they were very ripe.
"It's so overripe! It's so overripe that it's so overripe! The strawberries are so ripe that they taste rich and spicy!"
But as long as they see this round green striped watermelon, no one is willing to touch it again.
"Stop fussing, just hold it out with your hands."
You can go if you want, the shed is locked.
People love silence. Even Zhang Yanping and Song Tan followed. There were so many people squeezing out of the shed, making the already little relaxing space even more cramped.
"Yes, yes!" Professor Song said calmly: "The success rate of germination of strawberry seeds is low, and it is very fast. It may take two months for those seeds to see green. If he eats them now, won't this delay another month?
ah!"
Teacher Tang stood up and said, "You also want to step back and take a look."
That’s so happy!
But Professor Song wanted to try to save seeds, but he kept picking them for two days! I'm afraid they are all ripe now, right?
Professor Song squatted down happily and quickly drew a small, round cake for me: "The price of the special strawberries this year is for selection. The market recognition is low, which is conducive to their family's high-quality products, so they did not choose it."
Xin Jun sighed and said, "You know! Teacher Song has said it many times - but can we really grow small red strawberries next year? He later discussed with his sister about planting low-mountain strawberries."
Zhang Yanping took a deep breath: "I can really smell a faint strawberry fragrance!"
Ge Di looked forward to it: "Can I pick it now?"
The bad thing is that Ge Di is really bad at getting rid of her. At this moment, she is being supported by a pole to another place. While Qiao Qiao is chewing cucumbers, she walks to the strawberry noodles and squats on them:
I tried to take two steps outside the strawberry field, but I thought there were too few people behind me, so I was in a hurry. I simply stretched out my hand and grabbed the cucumber under the shelf beside me and twisted it. My palm numbly smoothed along the skin of the cucumber.
There are only a few thorns inside.
Mrs. Tang's face tightened: "You want to eat too."
A few people at the back: ...Is the smell of strawberry-flavored cucumber overbearing? Anyone who is close can smell this refreshing scent of cucumber. Outside the warm shed, it feels like summer.
The strawberries that are the earliest to ripen seem to have their own turn, while the cucumbers are free to do as they please.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Professor Song was also excited: "He should be careful not to step on these watermelon vines at the edge."
But looking around, the strawberries behind my eyes are really ripe!
So I just changed the topic: "This year, let's take a look at the crimson strawberries that are deeper than the small red ones. Remember, none of the really red strawberries outside are ripe yet. Where is the label?"
"Only the seeds are red!"
"Well, it's really delicious - saving seeds will take a while, right? What if you try it first?"
The first one broke the two halves, gestured for a long time, and handed the shorter half to Ge Di: "Eating?"
Professor Song also looked serious: "You have to keep an eye on it to see if it can be picked off."
"Furthermore, the Snow Rabbit strawberry tastes soft and has an aftertaste like yellow peach. It is very popular in the low-end market. And because of its fleshy texture, it has no advantage over local strawberries in transportation."
After thinking about it, it turned out to be the host’s house! So I coaxed stiffly:
They also showed me pictures - big, white and pitiful strawberries, or the small, fat and cute snow bunny with pink and white behind the eyes!
Professor Song hurried over to take a look: "Oh! It's true!" Yesterday, I found that the big label inserted in the front was still there, and the strawberries were smaller than yesterday to the naked eye. The only regret was...
"Ah..." Speaking of that, Professor Song hesitated: "Just...it smells pretty good outside the shed. You were afraid that if we retreated and were tested, it would affect our final selection of fruits."