My 1995 Small Farm.

Chapter 274 A Land of Outstanding People and Abundant Wonders

In the afternoon, by the lotus pond at the farm.

While chatting and laughing with Chen Ling and his son-in-law, Han Ninggui took out bright yellow wild fruits from his bag.

The three washed the wild fruits in the ditch, picking out the bad and rotten ones and putting the good ones into a wooden basin. They then placed the basin on the table, ready to taste these fresh and rare fruits.

"Susu, call Mom and Zhenzhen over, it's time to eat sugar puffs."

"Oh, I know."

After Chen Ling finished shouting, Han Ninggui also called out to the middle-aged man with a mustache who was intently watching the fish around the irrigation ditch: "Old Feng, come over and have some fruit. Try this stuff and see if it really can make you drunk."

This old Feng, whose real name is Feng Yi, used to work at the same academy as Han Ninggui. While Han Ninggui was more inclined towards endangered wild animals, he was more inclined towards tracking and recording endangered plants. In his spare time, he liked to keep some flowers, birds, insects and fish for entertainment, and he especially loved fish.

On the first day I arrived at the farm, I kept looking around.

Now that I've returned from the mountains, I still watch over all kinds of fish.

Han Ninggui called him two or three times before he came to his senses.

When they came over, the first thing they said was to praise Chen Ling for raising such good fish.

He pulled a chair over and sat down, as if he wanted to discuss fish-raising experience with him.

Seeing this, Han Ninggui quickly came to the rescue: "Forget about the fish, let's eat the fruit. If we can really get someone drunk and no one has found out yet, we can both name it ourselves."

After finding the fruit in the mountains, they didn't dare to eat it easily, fearing that, as Chen Ling had said, eating it would make them drunk and lead to danger.

"Good good."

Feng Yi finally came to his senses and gave Chen Ling's family an apologetic smile.

Then, together with everyone else, they picked up the fruit and ate it.

These wild fruits are now fully ripe.

Take a bite and you'll find the orange-yellow flesh is soft, ripe, and juicy, bursting with flavor and sweetness.

As for the taste, it does have a bit of a plum flavor, but it's very sweet, like the melons and fruits from Xinjiang. The first taste is an extremely refreshing sweetness, which is very pleasant.

Everyone savored the fruit, and the air was filled with its aroma.

Gao Xiulan was particularly surprised after eating half of it: "This fruit is delicious! It's so sweet and juicy. I heard Lingzi say that it can make you drunk, and I thought it was because the fruit tasted like alcohol. I didn't expect it to be so delicious. It's much better than wild strawberries or mulberries."

"It's delicious, but Mom, let's just have two for now. Don't eat too many, or you'll get drunk."

Chen Ling reminded her, then looked at her sister-in-law who was eating fruit: "Zhenzhen, you should eat two and then stop."

"Okay, I don't want to get drunk."

Wang Zhenzhen shook her head, rolled her eyes, and then stopped eating herself, instead feeding the little yellow dog lying at her feet with the fruit.

The little yellow dog was even more foolish than the black dog; it even chewed up and swallowed the fruit pit.

After eating only two, he became drowsy and started shaking his head.

He managed to stand up, but he swayed unsteadily, his tongue lolling out.

"Wow, Dad, brother-in-law, look! The dog's drunk! Hahaha..."

When Wang Zhenzhen saw the little yellow dog like that, she clapped her hands and burst into laughter.

This was the first time the dog had encountered such a situation. It felt like everything in front of it was swaying wildly, which terrified it. It ran around the yard like crazy, barking and making a ruckus. Finally, it hid under Wang Cunye's chair with its tongue hanging out, trembling and refusing to come out again.

This made everyone laugh.

After laughing, they were all quite surprised.

"This fruit can get dogs drunk, so it can definitely get people drunk too. Old Feng, it seems this thing is really a new species." Han Ninggui said with surprise and delight.

"It shouldn't be considered a new species, but it could be considered a new discovery," Old Feng said, wiping the juice from his beard.

"Hmm. This juice is very viscous and has a high sugar content. It should be high concentrations of fructose converted into alcohol. It's a similar fruit to the elephant fruit and also contains special components."

Then he looked at Chen Ling and said, "Old Han and I will eat a few more to see how much we can get someone drunk. We might have to trouble you later."

"It's alright, it's alright, Professor Feng, you guys eat."

Chen Ling gestured for them to eat as much as they wanted, saying it was fine.

As a result, they ate seven or eight in a row, and their mouths felt so sweet that their teeth started to ache.

But I only felt a taste of alcohol in my stomach; I wasn't drunk.

"Huh? The dog got drunk after eating two or three fruits, but we've eaten so many and we don't feel anything yet?" Han Ninggui asked curiously.

"Well, maybe my dog ​​ate some bad fruit just now."

Wang Cunye thought for a moment and then said.

The bad and rotten fruit they had just picked out had been thrown into the bamboo basket to feed the chickens and ducks. The little yellow dog likes to rummage through the basket, and it probably stole a few while rummaging through it.

"Then let's eat a few more."

The two exchanged a glance, rinsed their mouths with water, and continued eating.

Then they ate five or six in one go, until their mouths were so sweet and their stomachs were so full that they couldn't eat anymore.

Fortunately, at this moment, they finally felt the effects of the alcohol rising in their bodies.

My mind started to feel foggy.

Seeing that the two men had turned red in the face and their necks were thick with anger, Wang Cunye reached out and shook them, "What's wrong, Professor? Are you really drunk?"

The two of them didn't bother to answer him; they simply leaned back, tilted their heads, and fell fast asleep in their chairs.

"Good heavens, he got this drunk in no time." Gao Xiulan's eyes widened.

Wang Susu and Chen Ling exchanged a glance and said, "They got drunk so quickly, it's probably like fruit wine, sweet to drink but with a strong aftereffect. They were drunk before they even felt anything."

"Yes, that's the idea." Chen Ling nodded. He was very familiar with this fruit; there was a special orchard in the cave.

Wang Susu smiled at him again: "Then let's plant the tree next year. I think we can use the fruit to make wine." "Okay, let's make wine and sell it to support Susu." Chen Ling stood up and flicked his wife on the forehead.

Amidst his wife's reproachful gaze as she covered her head, he covered Han Ninggui and his companion with a coat, then tidied up the leftover fruit and other food, cleaning up the mess.

In the morning, we ate soup in the village without letting the chickens, ducks, and geese out, and we didn't even take care of the sheep. After tidying up the miscellaneous things, we went to open the pen gate to let them out for some fresh air and to find something to eat.

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Professor Han and his colleague didn't wake up until four o'clock in the afternoon.

After drinking two cups of hot tea, he said frankly that the fruit was amazing and powerful.

They claim that only wild fruit that can make people drunk truly deserves the name "Drunken Plum".

It was named "Qinling Drunken Plum" on the spot.

After that, the two of them didn't stay idle.

They circled around another strange banana-leaf tree on the farm.

"Didn't you find this tree?" Chen Ling asked knowingly.

"No."

Han Ninggui shook his head and sighed, "There are too many wild animals in the mountains here, even more than in the mountains near Fenglei Town. We weren't well prepared for this trip. We found the Drunken Plum on the first morning, but the last one was too hard to find, so we came back first. Otherwise, if we went deeper into the mountains and got attacked by wild animals, it would be no joke."

"Didn't you hunt wild boars last night?"

"On our first day in the mountains, we encountered five or six groups of wild boars, some big and some small."

After he finished speaking, the thin, dark-skinned man with a mustache next to him said, "Wild boars alone are nothing, the key is that there are many other wild animals as well. Last night we even encountered Qinling jackals, which were circling around on the mountain opposite us. There were more than twenty of them in the group, which was quite frightening."

"Moreover, I've noticed that the wildlife here is much more active than in other areas. Musk deer, yellow muntjacs, leopard cats, clouded leopards, and so on—you can see their footprints along the riverbank."

The musk deer he mentioned is the musk deer, which contains musk, and is called "xiangzi" locally.

The yellow muntjac, also known as the red muntjac, is a large red-haired muntjac that barks like a dog.

"Professor Feng, is this a good thing or a bad thing?" Chen Ling asked, noticing the look of surprise and enthusiasm in his eyes when he talked about how active the local wildlife was. He knew that Professor Feng was also a fan of such things.

This person may seem younger, but he's actually about the same age as Han Ninggui, maybe three or four years younger.

Like Han Ninggui, he had lived in the capital for a long time, but he was not a native of the capital. He spoke with a southern accent and his voice was low and hoarse.

"Overall it's a good thing."

"Your Qinling Mountains are a land of outstanding people and abundant resources, producing many fine things. No wonder even the last population of crested ibises has settled near you."

The skinny, dark-skinned man with the mustache grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, and recounted to Chen Ling the rare species and newly discovered special plants and animals in their area.

From last year's red eel to this year's giant softshell turtle, and two newly discovered plants.

He even praised the fine-scaled salmon and fighting fish from Chen Ling Farm.

"What a pity... there are too many ferocious wild animals in your mountains, making the nights very frightening."

"We owe a lot to the two comrades you introduced us to. They are experienced and make accurate judgments. They helped Lao Han and me avoid many wild animals' territories in advance. Otherwise, we would have suffered a lot."

"So Lao Han and I decided to bring a few more people over, so we can go back and celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival together."

The two studied the strange tree with banana leaves, but couldn't figure it out. However, they had a very pleasant conversation with Chen Ling.

We naturally ate dinner at the farm that evening.

Like Han Ninggui, Feng Yi had traveled extensively throughout the country, and his perspective was beyond that of ordinary people; he had seen a great deal.

He had even eaten fine-scaled salmon many times.

He listened to his old friend praising the food at the farm to the skies, saying it was the best thing ever. He went along with the polite talk, but he didn't really care.

As it turned out, after just one bite of the fine-scaled salmon Chen Ling had prepared, he realized he had made a huge mistake.

While feeling quite surprised, he felt that the fine-scaled salmon Chen Ling was serving was different from the fine-scaled salmon from the Qinling Mountains that he had eaten before.

The meat seemed firmer and smoother, and tasted even more delicious. If you chewed it carefully, even the bones were full of flavor, making you reluctant to swallow it.

Even the fish soup was so delicious it was almost too good to pass up.

Of course, the common vegetables on the farm also tasted quite delicious, and with the fruit wine that Chen Ling served, everyone enjoyed the dinner.

But after the meal, Feng Yi still missed the fine-scaled salmon the most. The fish was really good; it looked beautiful and tasted delicious, and it directly won his heart.

Taking advantage of the atmosphere at the dinner table, he pulled Chen Ling aside and said that when they left, he wanted to buy all the fine-scaled salmon, and wondered if that was possible.

Chen Ling said that there weren't many fine-scaled salmon on the farm, just the kind found in the irrigation ditch. He offered to give them a few if they wanted some, without charging them.

Feng Yi shook his head repeatedly, refusing no matter what.

No matter what, he is a professor, a cultured person, and a respectable person.

If you want something from someone else, how can you not pay for it?

If Chen Ling feels there aren't enough fish and it's difficult to set a price, he can take all the fighting fish with him.

Han Ninggui followed over and chuckled as he listened: "I knew it would be like this. Old Feng is obsessed with fish. Fugui, just sell it to him. Even if he doesn't eat the fine-scaled salmon at this meal, he'll still be thinking about your fighting fish. Just name your price. It's okay, his son is very rich."

Chen Ling was taken aback. When he saw Old Man Han winking at him, he remembered that when Han Ninggui left last time, he said he would bring someone over to give him a surprise.

So this is the surprise: a professor who's obsessed with raising fish.

"Alright, then you can take all the big fish, but leave the small fish for me."

Chen Ling nodded, then led them to see the fish.

During the conversation, he learned that the mutated fighting fish he had bred in the cave were even more remarkable than the Qinling fine-scaled salmon.

Once they had a clear idea of ​​what was going on, they started to consider the price range.

(End of this chapter)