172 glazed persimmons

Zhou Kun put the silver spoon in his mouth, and the sweet taste of the persimmon instantly hit Zhou Kun's taste buds, and the crisp texture of the soft seeds in the persimmon just enriched the taste of the persimmon juice, and the sweet honey-like taste was intoxicating.

Looking at the persimmon in his hand, Zhou Kun fell silent. The taste of this persimmon is definitely delicious, but the main problem now is that this persimmon is so special.

The outermost layer of shell is like a plastic mold, even if the silver spoon scrapes off the pulp, the thin shell on the outside of this persimmon is still not broken, if it is not for this persimmon is picked by Zhou Kun himself, he would think that this persimmon is artificial.

Such a persimmon will cause a lot of commotion after it is brought back, which is the reason why Zhou Kun hesitated, it seems that he has to think about how to wash the origin of this persimmon.

After going back, Zhou Kun pretended that nothing had happened, and proposed to enrich the variety of fruits in the ecological park, so he used this as an excuse to buy 20 persimmon trees and plant them in the ecological park.

For this kind of small-scale fruit planting, Qian Lina didn't bother to ask at all, after all, the recent topaz export had really kept her busy.

Zhou Kun mixed the three persimmon trees brought back from the other world in this batch of persimmon forests, in order to confuse the sight, these 20 persimmon trees have different varieties, including crisp persimmons and soft persimmons, from all over the world.

The first person to find out that this persimmon was different was Lao Liu, who watched the garden.

Since the end of the flowery grapefruit picking, Lao Liu has nothing important to do in the ecological park, although the strawberry farm has been built for half a month, but because it is not yet the time to go to the market, and the strawberry garden is located in a remote area, so Lao Liu has basically nothing to do after a routine inspection every day.

Lao Liu is very satisfied with his current job, and in his opinion, this ecological park is a rare and good place for retirement.

The work is easy, and with the people sent by his Kunyang company alone, even the director has to give himself a few thin noodles.

Lao Liu cherished this job very much, so after inspecting the strawberry farm, he began to wander around the ecological park to see if there was anything else he could contribute.

Lao Liu, wearing a green vest, stopped the uncivilized behavior of many tourists in the garden all the way, and just walked to the persimmon garden, he saw several tourists picking persimmons.

"Eh - you can only see it, you can't do it, these persimmon trees are for sightseeing. Lao Liu was very concerned about the persimmon trees that had just arrived, after all, Boss Zhou said that many of these persimmon trees were new varieties, and a fruit tree was several thousand years old.

After knowing the value of this persimmon tree, Lao Liu patrolled around the persimmon forest every day, after all, it is autumn now, and transplanting persimmon trees at this time may not be able to survive all.

"We'll just pick one and play around, what's the big deal. After seeing that their behavior was discovered by the staff in the garden, several women still did not give up.

"There is a picking garden in front of you, and you can buy a basket for 10 yuan and pick whatever you want. ”

When a few women heard this, they didn't say anything more, and went in the direction pointed by Lao Liu.

Waiting for the tourists to leave, Lao Liu looked at the broken persimmon with some pity and said: "These people are really not light or heavy, and the good persimmon trees have been ruined." ”

Originally, he looked at the broken persimmons on the branches and felt a little pity, thinking that he might as well pick them and bring them back, and maybe they would be able to ripen after a few days of this size.

But as soon as he touched this persimmon, Lao Liu found that something was not right.

How does this persimmon look like that kind of prop persimmon, not to mention that it is slippery to the touch, and there are some plastic sensations when knocked, which is completely different from ordinary persimmons.

Lao Liu looked around, could it be that someone was playing a prank and deliberately putting a prop on the tree?

Finally, I carefully looked at the branches and leaves around the persimmon and made sure that this was a real persimmon tree, not a prop.

So why does this persimmon grow so strangely?

Thinking that Boss Zhou had taken care of him, and if there was anything special, he must call him as soon as possible, so Lao Liu dialed Zhou Kun's phone for the second time.

"Lao Liu called me before and said that we found three different persimmon trees in the garden. In the conference room, Zhou Kun said to Qian Lina.

"A different persimmon tree? Zhou Kun, you called me back for such a trivial matter, you know that I am going to meet a big customer today, right?"

"Look at this persimmon. ”

Hearing this, Qian Lina looked at the persimmon on the table in disbelief, it was very attractive, but it was still an ordinary persimmon.

With the previous experience of floral grapefruit, Qian Lina did not deny the persimmon in front of her for the first time this time, but picked it up and put it in her hand.

But the first time Qian Lina grabbed the persimmon, she found that the feel of the persimmon was not the same as that of ordinary persimmons.

"Zhou Kun, are you going to tease me with a model?" Qian Lina's tone rose, obviously thinking that this was a model in her hand, and it was Zhou Kun who made a boring joke with herself.

"How come, look at it again, this is really a fake persimmon!"

Zhou Kun really has never seen someone more anxious than Qian Lina.

Qian Lina looked at the persimmon in her hand again, sure enough, the model could not be so realistic, but what about the smooth shell on the outside?

"This persimmon seems to have mutated after arriving on our plantation, and the skin of the persimmon on the outside is like plastic, I will help you open it. So Zhou Kun opened the persimmon stem, put it in the prepared spoon and handed it to Qian Lina.

"Mutated?" Qian Lina was a little skeptical about such a statement.

She tasted the persimmon handed by Zhou Kun and found that the taste was unimaginably delicious, and what surprised her the most was the thin shell on the outside of the persimmon.

When did the skin of persimmons become so special?

"You just said how many mutated persimmon trees are there?"

"There are three of them. ”

"Let's go to the ecological park now, I asked Xiao Cai to go to the outside market to do research, if there is really no same persimmon on the market, then Zhou Kun do you know what this means? We have a new variety of persimmon in the garden, and it is so special, when the time comes, we will go outside to find a laboratory, and vigorously cultivate this persimmon tree to apply for a patent, just by selling this persimmon seedling, we can lie down and count the money!" Qian Lina's voice revealed excitement.

Zhou Kun had to admire Qian Lina's vision, he thought of a strategy that took him a night to figure out, and people thought of it in a minute.

"Have you figured out the name of this persimmon?"

"Its shell is like plastic, or it's called a plastic persimmon. Zhou Kun said that it is very in line with the characteristics of this persimmon.

"Plastic, material, persimmon!", Qian Lina was almost stunned by Zhou Kun's language level.

"Forget it, the thing that asked you to name me is that I'm wrong, or I'll call it a glass persimmon!"

Regarding Qian Lina's diss, Zhou Kun said that he was used to it, so the glass persimmon was officially named.