On the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, Nan Zhiyi, who had transformed into the image of an old peasant in three days, finally remembered the previous promise, did he appear at breakfast time, and did not leave in a hurry after eating, but asked Ling Li: "Do you want to see the greenhouse?" ”

He turned his head to look at Lu Peng beside him: "Strawberries should be good, right?" ”

Lu Peng was stunned for a moment, put down the dishes and chopsticks, nodded slowly, and his voice was very respectful: "The red face and the water droplets of the dew are ripe, Sweet King, you said that you don't want the first-order fruit, let's pick the flowers of the first order, and it will be a few days later." ”

Lu Peng and Zuo Qingshan, who were sitting at the table, were two people with different personalities, one in the south and one in the north.

In the short contact time these days, Ling Li knew that Lu Peng talked a lot, and Zuo Qingshan was always in a state of fugue with straight eyes, but occasionally a word could choke people to death.

The only thing in common is probably that both of them are as rough as Nan Zhiyi, and they have survived for the past few days, and they are all black and green under their eyes, and they are alive and ready to be Frankenstein.

Oh, and one more thing, they are all single dogs, otherwise they wouldn't have gone home quickly for the New Year, and they were still spending time with Nanzhiyi in this wilderness.

Seeing Lu Peng nodding, Nan Zhiyi greeted Ling Li: "I still have experiments in the morning, and when we have lunch, let's pick winter strawberries." ”

Squeezed his eyes at Ling Li again: "Take you to see soilless cultivation." ”

Ling Li couldn't help but light up her eyes, she had been fantasizing about soilless cultivation all morning, could it be that strawberries grew directly in the nutrient solution?

However, after lunch, he followed them into the greenhouse, and Ling Li found that the so-called soilless cultivation only refers to not planting directly in the ground, and strawberries are planted in three layers of pots on the rows of neat shelves, which is more appropriate to call it elevated cultivation.

However, compared to the strawberries she had seen lying on plastic film before, the rows of rows of shelves with ripe red strawberries hanging down, not to mention pleasing to the eye, also looked more hygienic.

Nan Zhiyi pointed to the two rows of shelves and said, "These two rows of red fruits can be picked, you can see which one to pick, but try to pick each one and choose the next one." ”

Ling Li was busy carrying the basket, carefully picking the ripe fruits with the rich sweet fragrance of spring, and gently putting them into the basket, one by one, picking a small basket not long after, and changing the basket to continue picking.

There is no need to squat or bend over to pick strawberries, and the efficiency is also very high. In a short time, she filled the small half basket again. I wanted to continue, but I was stopped by Nan Zhiyi: "Can you finish eating?" ”

The little girl picking strawberries finally stopped, and Nan Zhiyi turned around and instructed his follower No. 1 and No. 2: "Remember to pick the stolon." ”

After picking the fruit and coming back, Ling Li smiled at the corner of her mouth and was very excited, she wanted to find a salt water bubble, but she was reproached by Nan Zhiyi: "Pollinating bees are very sensitive to medicine, and we don't use pesticides here." This strawberry is very safe, and it does not grow cleanly, pure organic food, what is there to bubble. ”

As he spoke, he grabbed one directly from the basket, threw it into his mouth without washing it, and chewed it with a few clicks, making Ling Li frown.

When the remaining two followers saw it, they also grabbed the unwashed strawberries and ate them, and they immediately voted for them, seeing that Ling Li was even twitching the corners of her mouth.

Oh, even if there are no pesticides, what about fertilizers? Even if there is no chemical fertilizer, then this so-called organic food, is it really the so-called organic fertilizer - manure?

Wouldn't it be like just sauce purple to eat it......

The more Ling Li thought about it, the more disgusting she became, she couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body, and went to the kitchen with a bowl, her inner drama was quite surging.

After struggling for a while, the greedy villain and the arrogant tidying habit in her mind beat you to death, and finally succumbed to the obscenity of the underworld forces, and only soaked strawberries in warm water for a simple treatment, and she must eat a few less for a while.

After washing the pile of strawberries, Ling Li found a big bowl and put it up, and carefully brought it to the coffee table.

The fruit is so sharp that it is red and bright with a subtle luster, coupled with the faint fruity fragrance that hits the nose from time to time, even if it is not long after lunch, people can't help but want to come to two.

However, seeing that Nan Dashen was sitting cross-legged on the sofa and did not move or speak, everyone was sitting in danger, waiting for him to take the first one.

Nan Zhiyi tilted his head and looked at the pile of fruits for a few seconds, then his eyes suddenly lit up, he reached out and picked up a half-palm-sized one, carrying a short stem and leaf in front of Ling Li's eyes, and said, "Come, this is for you." ”

Ling Li subconsciously took it, and when she saw clearly the red and big strawberry in her palm, she was a little stunned.

When she washed the strawberries just now, she found that the largest strawberry has a very special shape, and the fruit stalk is a little sunken.

Although she knew that Nan Zhiyi was unintentional, and giving her the biggest and most beautiful strawberry was probably just because the lady was first, she couldn't help but blush her face and burn her ears a little.

Nan Zhiyi, a freewheeling guy, actually gave her a red heart in front of so many people on a whim, and the way they looked at her was not quite right, in this way, I am afraid that it will be more misunderstood.

However, to her surprise, no one coaxed, and then raised her eyes to look around, there were no strange eyes, but she felt a little at ease.

However, within a few seconds, Zuo Qingshan coldly pointed to the fruit in Ling Li's hand and said: "Teacher, the shape of this strawberry looks like uneven pollination and some deformities, and it is so big, and the water is more than that of small fruits, in terms of taste, it must taste lighter than the high-order fruit of the same inflorescence." ”

Nan Zhiyi twisted a small strawberry and put it into his mouth, with an approving look in his eyes: "Yes, apply what you have learned, this basket of strawberries, I'm afraid the worst taste is that one." ”

Lu Peng also pushed his glasses and nodded, looking like he was holding his stinky feet without hesitation: "What the teacher said is that you pick the small ones to eat, and we will come to the big deformed fruits." ”

The person concerned, Ling Li, sat with the strawberry pinched, neither eating nor not eating, and his heart was uncomfortable.

Sure enough, what heart, what red, what lady first, everything was her hallucination. Where there are so many curves, it is only because this fruit is not delicious that it fell into her hands.

Ling Li was so angry that she gritted her back molars, and after a while, she picked up the fruit and brought it to her mouth, biting it down as if she was relieved.

I took half of this big bite, and I was slandering myself that this black laborer couldn't even eat a delicious fruit, but was conquered by the unique fruity aroma of strawberries and the sweet juice overflowing in my mouth, and my mood suddenly improved, and I couldn't help but say: "It's delicious!" ”

Nan Zhiyi's tone of course said: "You can pick, and you pick the droplets of dew back and forth, which is better than any Zhang Ji and Hongyan varieties on the market, but the production cost is too high to operate on a large scale." ”

This topic came together, and the science men joined the discussion, and at first Ling Li could still understand what Japanese varieties they were arguing about, Korean varieties, and what certain ones in Saitama Prefecture and Kumamoto Prefecture, which was better and which was more suitable for the climate of Funan.

Later, when a bunch of heavenly books with various numbers and letters began to pop out of their mouths, Ling Li automatically blocked their noisy conversations and ate strawberries wholeheartedly.

According to Nan Zhiyi, she picked a small one to eat, and compared it several times, although the difference in taste was very subtle, but, as he said, the small fruit was more fruity.

At first, there is a slight acidity, followed by a rich sweetness with a fruity aroma, and the flesh is just the right amount of hardness, and you can't stop eating it.

Just after finishing a topic, Nan Zhiyi trained the two doctors and monks to be convinced, stretched out his hand and wanted to grab a strawberry and feed it into his mouth, but he grabbed it coldly, and looked down to see that the bowl was empty.

Ling Li sat down without squinting, pretending that the person who had just eaten was not her.

However, a stream of air rose from the stomach, and a large strawberry-flavored burp was accidentally struck, and a loud "burp".

The room was quiet for a while, and three pairs of eyes looked at her together, no matter how much Ling Li could pretend, she couldn't help but look at it like this, and blushed again.

Nan Zhiyi clapped his hands very dissatisfied with his eyes: "There is nothing left to eat, what to do, it's you." ”

He turned his face to Lu Peng and Zuo Qingshan and said, "Next time the cherries are ripe, you have to watch the door for me, but don't let her in." ”

Lu Peng came out to play the round: "I'm afraid I'm hungry, right?" ”

Zuo Qingshan did not hesitate to make up the knife and directly pierced: "Didn't she eat both chicken legs at noon?" ”

This stabbed the hornet's nest, and Nan Zhiyi took the case: "I said why there was no chicken leg in the green pepper roast chicken at noon, it turned out that you ate it!" ”

Ling Li was a little weak-hearted, but she also defended: "It was given to me by Aunt Xun, saying that the recent bird flu, the chicken she burned was disgusted by you, and you don't like to eat it, if I don't eat it, I will throw it away." ”

The three of them were silent for a few seconds, and then burst out laughing.

Laughing enough, Nan Zhiyi shook his head and counted her: "You're so stupid, don't say whether we will have bird flu here, even if there is, cooked chicken cooked at high temperature will not carry the virus, can you have a little common sense?" ”

Lu Peng's expression was very resentful: "Aunt Xun has always been eccentric, as long as a little girl comes, there will never be any delicious food." ”

Zuo Qingshan said in a muffled voice: "Okay, women, such protected animals are naturally delicate, you see that we here, even bees only have a pure female queen, which is too rare." ”

When the topic turned to "why are there so few professional girls in our profession", Lu Peng and Zuo Qingshan suddenly began to beat their chests and chatter as if they had unlocked the seal.

One held his heart and mouthed to avoid it: "Don't they all say that little girls like rational and organized science men?" I'm still a doctor, why is no one looking for me? ”

The other frowned: "The popular one is a doctor of mathematics and a doctor of physics, not our pile of people who grow vegetables in the fields every day." ”

Immediately, another clenched his fist and cheered: "There will always be someone who appreciates, we are just as rational and logical, focused and high-IQ." ”

Nan Zhiyi sneered twice, and said slowly: "Pull it down, don't think that a woman says that she likes science men, in fact, she just likes honest, intelligent, organized, and good-looking male animals, and it has nothing to do with whether you are a doctor or not." ”

Rao is Ling Li, who lowered her eyebrows and tried to reduce her sense of existence, couldn't help but want to give Nan Zhiyi a thumbs up for her words.

It's too thorough, a nerd with a raunchy format, who doesn't look in the mirror well, and fantasizes every day that a sister who knows heroes can see the essence through the phenomenon, it's just too naïve.

She was snickering in her heart, but she was coldly named by Nan Zhiyi: "Fan girl, did you say?" ”

The two ignorant faces in front of her raised and looked at her together, but she couldn't bear to pierce the pink bubbles in their eyes, and she didn't dare to answer a word, so she took the bowl and fled.