Chapter 746
Tong Xiuming suddenly said: "No wonder Miss came home very late yesterday. It turned out to be looking for a tree again."
Murong Lingran laughed and said, "Yes."
A few people got off the carriage and looked around the trees, Murong Xuan picked the longan and tasted it, nodded and said, "Yes, although the tree has been changed, the taste is still the same, A Ran and Heimao really sharp."
Hearing the words, Hei Mao looked up at the sky in silence, glanced at the smiling master, and found a clean place to lie down and guard them.
Murong Kuan and Tong Xiuming also tried the taste of each tree, and seeing several pear trees not far away, Murong Kuan said curiously, "Aran, I remember you found a very sweet pear tree last year. That's it? But it doesn't look like this fruit at all."
Murong Lingran said calmly: "I can't remember, after all, it's been a year, and the changes here are quite big."
Those are of course not. The pear trees on the mountain are indeed starting to bear fruit. She originally wanted to water the spiritual spring every day, and then sell the wild pears on the mountain.
But thinking of its appearance is really ugly, which is contrary to Zhiye Zhai's idea of ??taking the boutique route.
And it takes days to sweeten, which is too much trouble.
In desperation, she had to find a variety of pear trees she had bought before that she couldn't name, planted it, and then transplanted it.
As for the longan and cherry trees, she also transplanted them yesterday.
The ones in her backyard are almost finished, and they can only be removed again.
Worried that they would continue to ask questions, Murong Lingran hurriedly said: "You have already tried longan and cherries. You can try the pears again to see if they are worth selling."
The three nodded, quickly took off one, wiped it briefly on the clothes, and took a bite.
The three people's eyes lit up at the same time, they quickly finished eating the one on their hands, and tried one by one on the other trees, and the taste was almost the same.
Murong Kuan ate three in a row, couldn't help burping, wiped his mouth, and said, "Aran, this pear is too sweet, it's even sweeter than the one I ate last year."
Murong Xuan said: "This is the most watery pear I have ever eaten in my life."
Tong Xiuming also said: "It's really delicious. If you sell this, it will definitely make a lot of money."
Murong said: "I didn't lie to you, then I'll trouble you. Come here with me every day for the past few days, pick a few hundred pounds and transport it to Zhiye Zhai."
Originally, she could have planted some other fruit trees, but she couldn't eat Fatty in one go. These were all temporarily buffered by her. Anyway, there were three kinds of fruits in the small barren hills and the yard, and they would ripen soon.
The three agreed without hesitation.
When the bamboo baskets filled with fruits filled two-thirds of the carriage, Murong Kuan suddenly worried: "We definitely won't be able to pick them all today, will the rest be discovered by other villagers?
Murong said indifferently: "No, there are few people here, you can see from the fallen leaves on the ground that no one dares to come."
Murong Kuan breathed a sigh of relief.
It's not that he is stingy, and he doesn't want to let the villagers sell these and make money with them.
But there are a lot of people in the village who have a festival with their family, and many people who don’t work in their family abuse their family every day.
It’s okay to be discovered by people who are close friends, but if they are discovered by those shameless people, use them to make money, and then turn around and start scolding them, they will be annoyed to death.
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