Chapter 747 743. Is there any implied meaning that was made up?
"Xiao Zhao."

"here I am."

"You robbed people on the road. As punishment, make up some morals for me about mulberries and link them to school entrance exams."

"what??"

When Xiao Zhao heard the order, he was confused, "No, Boss, is there a meaning that was made up?"

"Why not? What do you think the meaning of mulberries is?" Luo Yihang was so shameless.

And Xiao Zhao actually managed to say, "Hometown, hometown, native place."

"Sangzi is the mulberry tree for raising silkworms and weaving cloth. In ancient times, when people made clothes at home, seeing a mulberry tree meant they were home. It has nothing to do with mulberries..."
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Xiao Zhao muttered incomprehensible words like "hanging street lights", "capitalist", "pick the tall one", etc., and went out with a pout to brainstorm.

Luo Yihang and his friends had finished their discussion anyway, so they simply went up the mountain to take a look at the mulberry trees and pick some mulberry fruits.

Qiangwa was the last one to come out, and when he passed by Xiao Zhao's workstation, he was still instigating him.

"I can't hold it in any longer anyway, let's go up the mountain and pick caterpillars."

Xiao Zhao was a little tempted, looked outside the door, and shook his head again and again, "No, it's too sunny."

At ten o'clock in the morning in July, the sun was already shining brightly, and it was bright outside.

She is afraid of the sun and doesn't want to go, but some people in the office want to go out and play.

Qiangwa is always kind.

The two boys plucked up their courage and whispered, "Boss Qiang, are we going to pick mulberries? I..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Zhao snorted coldly.

The two boys held back what they were going to say and sat still, not daring to move.

In the meeting room, she is Xiao Zhao who can be bullied by anyone; outside, she is Sister Zhao.

have to.

Qiangwa didn't bother to make any more moves. He quickly walked out of the office and caught up with Luo Yihang and the others.

He regretted it as soon as he came out.

It’s so sunny.

The other few guys refused to drive, saying they were not afraid because of the shade of the trees and wanted to enjoy the scenery.

I watch it every day, what is there to watch?

Fat people are afraid of heat and sweat a lot. Halfway through the journey, Qiangwa regretted his decision.

My chest and back were soaked.

Looking further ahead, we had just reached the meadow and were still far away from the platform.

There is nothing difficult in the world, just give up.

Qiangwa turned around decisively and went back to the office to enjoy the air conditioning.

I didn't care about being laughed at by Luo Yihang.

Ignore him no more.

Luo Yihang, Zhang Feng and Luo Minghai chatted all the way and walked up to the stage.

Then we went up the mountain to the orchard.

In fact, it is not hot at all in the mountains. Now is the time when the branches and leaves are lush and there is always shade.

Moreover, there is a pond in front of each orchard, which makes it more comfortable.

When we reached the first orchard, we saw Lao Guaitou and Luo's father. They were sitting under the shade of a tree by the pond. Each of them was holding a cigarette, and they were leisurely chatting while watching the geese swimming in the pond.

"Dad, why are you here? Being lazy!" Luo Yihang shouted from a distance.

Father Luo hastily put out his cigarette, and was caught by his son. He turned around and saw his younger generation and brother-in-law, and he felt a little embarrassed, "What do you mean by being lazy? Come and see."

"Oh, hiding away." Luo Yihang teased.

The old man also stood up and greeted with a smile, "Boss Hang is here."

"Well, Uncle Guai, I heard that mulberries are ripe, so come and take a look." Luo Yihang also smiled.

"Hey, there are a few that are ripe. I came here this morning and saw them. They were almost ripe yesterday, with green tails."

"Then please show me."

"Okay, there are still a few trees in the east that we haven't picked yet."

The topic changed and everyone followed Lao Guaitou to see the mulberry trees.

Including Luo's father.

I was just joking.

With Mr. Luo's identity and status, he can do whatever he wants. It is rare for him to stay in the fields every day.

If he were an ordinary old man, his son would have become arrogant and explored bad habits all over the world if he had made such a big business.
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There are dozens of mulberry trees in the east where the sunshine lasts longer and there is little obstruction. The fruits there are more and more mature than in other places.

The tree is full of fruits, and every branch and every bud has a long "caterpillar" hanging under it.

Luo Minghai asked curiously, "There seem to be a lot of them, they are all full, how can you say the yield is low?"

The old man waved his hand and said, "No, the roots have just taken root this year and are not yet solid, so there won't be many fruits. If there were more, there would be a bunch of fruits under each bud."

What he said was quite vivid.

Originally, these mulberries grew in bunches, but now there is only one, or at most two, growing under one bud.

No wonder the yield is low this year. "Well, what is considered ripe?" Luo Minghai asked again.

He was already eager to pick it.

The old man searched the tree for a long time, pointed to a mulberry under the top branch and said, "This one, when the whole thing turns white, it's ripe."

Then he pointed to the side and said, "Like this, the ones with some green on the bottom are not quite there yet. The ones like this, which only have a little bit of green, will be ripe in two days if you pick them."

This is easy to distinguish, just look at the color.

“Can you eat it if it’s not cooked?”

"It works. The white part tastes the same, and the green part is not sweet, but juicy."

"What about this?"

"This one has too much green, it's sour."

Luo Minghai asked one by one like a curious baby.

After finding out everything, I started searching the tree.

I searched several trees in a row and found that it was true. Among the fruits on the tree, there were only one or two completely white ones. It was so hard to find them.

And except for this one, there is not a single white one.

Luo Yihang and the others followed the curious baby.

Wandering in the mulberry forest.

This forest is well taken care of by Lao Guaitou and Li Yongyun.

I didn't see any diseased plants, nor any plants that were obviously growing very poorly.

It's almost the same.

Some of the branches grew too densely, so they were tied down with ropes to prevent them from blocking each other and competing for sunlight.

However, the amount of fruit produced varies.

According to Lao Guaitou, it has something to do with the roots in the soil. All transplanted fruit trees are like this, some grow faster and some grow slower.

Just wait until next year and everything will be fine.

However, Luo Yihang discovered that the fruits on some trees were particularly short, only half the size of others.

And it's much thinner too.

However, a long section of it has turned white, so it is not a newly grafted fruit.

It feels like stunted development.

"Uncle Guai, what's going on?" Luo Yihang asked, pointing at one.

"This is early maturity, also called early fruit, which means it stops growing halfway. I should have picked it, but I saw that there were fewer fruits this year, so I didn't move it, thinking I could make up for it. This kind of fruit will ripen if it hangs for a few more days." Lao Guaitou explained.

"Is that so?" Luo Yihang shook his head. "Pick them. We won't sell them fresh. We can use them to make wine."

"Wine?" Hearing this word, Luo's father suddenly got an idea, "Are you going to make wine this year?"

"There must be some inferior ones. It's not suitable to sell them directly. It's okay to make wine with them. Make some fruit wine." Luo Yihang replied.

"Fruit wine. It's soft and boring." Luo's father was not interested. He liked strong liquor, white wine... white wine, eh?
Father Luo suddenly realized, "Can our corn be used to make wine? When your grandfather was making liquor, he used to make corn. It was called corn liquor."

What era was it when my grandfather was selling liquor?

Anyway, Luo Yihang had never drunk corn wine and had no intention of trying it.

But he knew that brewing and distilling liquor was very troublesome, and after it was made, it had to be stored, which could take a year or two.

Luo Yihang thought it was too troublesome and was too lazy to do it.

He quickly pushed the job out: "Just make some if you want, just enough for your own drinking."

Give it to dad to entertain him.

Today, let’s get back to the topic. We are here to pick mulberries.

They found a few small baskets from Lao Guaitou, and everyone searched the tree with wide eyes.

From around ten o'clock, I picked the fruits until half past eleven.

After visiting three orchards, my eyes became blurry and I saw double.

When several people add up the bill.

Just over three pounds.

Less than one-tenth of the trees in each orchard have ripe fruit.

There are only one or two on each tree.

This thing is light. It looks long, but it only weighs four or five grams.

and so.

Three pounds is also considered a full load...

I came down the mountain carrying a basket and just entered the office.

Qiangwa started yelling, "Come and see, our sister Zhao has held it in!"

Xiao Zhao was quite proud when he heard Qiangwa use this word.

The face fell directly...

(End of this chapter)