A wealthy abandoned wife at the start?Don't panic, I have Lingquan Farm

Chapter 10 Buying Land
When Song's mother saw the strawberries that were as big as eggs in the box, she was surprised and said: "Wow, these strawberries are so big, the color is beautiful, and they have a delicious strawberry flavor. Just looking at it makes me want to eat it..."

She packed half a tray of strawberries and opened the box of cherries.

The beautiful black-purple jewel-like color of the cherries and the shape larger than a one-yuan coin shocked Mama Song again, "Wow, this cherries are invincible!"

After Song Ma finished packing the cherries, she couldn't wait to open the box containing the cherry tomatoes.

The shape and color of cherry tomatoes also did not disappoint her.

She said to Song Ling in amazement: "Lingling, let me not talk about the taste of these fruits of yours. The appearance alone is much, much better than many high-end fruits."

Song Ling smiled back at her, "Mom, these fruits are not only good looking, their taste and nutrition are the most extreme, you will know after a while after eating, it will make you want to eat again, want to Keep eating."

Song Ma laughed loudly, "Don't tell me, I really want to eat it right now, so I won't tell you, I'm going to wash the fruit, it's too greedy."

Song Ma entered the kitchen with a large plate full of fruit.

While cleaning the fruit, she couldn't help picking up a cherries and putting it in her mouth.

She took a bite, and the cherries burst into her mouth full of sweet juice.

The extremely sweet taste captured her instantly.

Song Ma's eyes brightened, "Well, it's so sweet, so delicious, so delicious..."

She spat out the fruit core in her mouth into the trash can, stuffed another one into her mouth, and then took out the washed plate of fruit.

Song's mother shouted excitedly to Song's father, "Old Song, the fruit Lingling brought back this time is really delicious, you should try it."

She picked up another cherries, brought it to Xiao Xixi's mouth, and coaxed her to say, "Baby Xiaoxi, come on, eat some fruit too, eat more fruits, and baby Xiaoxi will grow more beautiful." .”

When Xiao Xixi heard that eating fruit can make her look beautiful, she immediately opened her mouth, bit the cherries, then grabbed the cherries with her small hands, and ate them gently.

The next moment, Xiao Xixi was overwhelmed by the delicacy of the cherries.

She said to Song's mother with bright eyes: "Grandma, this fruit is good (to eat), and I will have another..."

Song Ma took another pill for her.

Song Ling saw her mother and Xiao Xixi eating happily, and her father just ate and didn't talk, so she also smiled and took a cherries and ate with them.

This large plate of fruits was finished by a few of them in the blink of an eye.

Song's mother hadn't finished eating yet, so she went to wash another plate, and everyone continued to eat.

After Mama Song felt a little full after eating, she sighed with emotion, "This fruit is really delicious! I've never eaten such a delicious fruit, it's so amazing!"

Song's father also echoed, "This fruit is really delicious, much more delicious than the high-end fruit that was given to me at several hundred yuan a catty before."

Even little Xixi nodded her head, and said childishly, "Mum, this fruit is delicious, Xixi still wants to eat it~"

Song Ling reached out and touched her little head, "Don't eat too much, or your stomach will burst. Let's eat later in the evening."

Xiao Xixi responded with a sweet smile: "Okay~"

Song Ling smiled and asked Song's father and Song's mother, "Dad, Mom, if I opened a farm to grow vegetables and fruits of this quality to sell, would there be a market?"

Song's father and Song's mother said in unison: "There must be!"

The couple looked at each other and laughed together.

Song Ling was also amused by the tacit understanding between them.

When Xiao Xixi saw the three of them laughing, she also laughed foolishly.

Song's mother signaled for Song's father to continue talking.

Father Song went on to say, "There are a lot of rich people these days. In the past two years, our business here was so good that we couldn't manage it."

"Look at the Gulf Peninsula Hotel next to our house, it costs more than 700-1000 yuan a night."

"The five-star Sheraton Hotel next to it is even more expensive. It costs 900-3000 a night to stay, and it's still full. You can imagine how many rich people there are."

He began to show Song Ling the various fruit data he saw on the Internet.

"There are also fruits from a high-end shopping mall in Kyoto that have been on the hot search before. Most of them are three-digit per catty."

"The sky-high price of lychees was sold at 1049 yuan a catty, so the supply is still in short supply, isn't it scary?"

"There is also a high-end shopping mall in our Pengcheng, a New Zealand ruby ​​stele pear is sold for 159.2 yuan, this is one, not a catty."

"There is also Hongbao pomelo from Thailand, which sells for 269 yuan each."

"There are also bayberries from Zhejiang Province that are exported to Dubai. One piece costs 60 yuan, and a catty costs about 800 yuan."

"And these fruits, whether it's appearance, taste, or the nutrition you mentioned, I don't think they are as good as your fruit."

"If you can really grow such a high-end fruit in large quantities, I believe that you will never have to worry about selling it!"

Although Song's mother didn't know the fruit market as well as Song's father, she nodded again and again when she heard it, "Lingling, your father is right, look at the fruits from a certain orchard that our family often buys. I buy two or three pieces each time. Fruits cost two to three hundred yuan, so you definitely won’t have to worry about selling them.”

"There are too many rich people now. As long as your fruit is of good quality, they will pay for it, and may even ask you to sell it to them."

Song Ling must have confidence in the fruits he grows.

When she was in the last days, the fruits she planted were sold for sky-high prices, which also earned her countless wealth.

Although it's a different world now, Song Ling still believes that the super fruit she grows is absolutely invincible!

Unless there is another full-level wood superpower like her in this world.

But this possibility is almost non-existent.

Song Ling asked Dad Song again, "Dad, do you know if there is any land or farms around our house that we want to sell?"

Father Song thought about it, and immediately said to her: "I heard that there is a 500-acre barren mountain and wasteland on the side of Stone Mountain for rent, but it is a bit difficult to develop, and it may cost a lot of money."

Song Ling owns an entire space of treasures, and she will never miss anything.

"Dad, it also belongs to our village committee, right? Can you call me now and ask?"

Father Song nodded, "Okay, I'll call and ask."

He dialed Song Dachao, the village chief, "Hello, Dachao, I want to ask, is there any land for rent in our village?"

The village head, Song Dachao, is about the same age as Song's father, and the two are from the same village. They grew up together, went to school together, and have a good relationship.

Father Song's name is Song Guoqiang.

Song Dachao recognized his voice, and asked him with a smile, "Aqiang, why are you asking this? Do you want to rent land to grow vegetables?"

(End of this chapter)