The God of Wealth: The growth journey of the poor white rich beauty

Led by Mr. Sun, Song Tang and others walked towards the farm, talking and laughing, and the drivers behind them slowly drove their cars into the farm gate.

Although there are many parking spaces at the entrance of the farm, how could the car be parked outside the gate when the eldest daughter of the family comes to their own property?

As soon as you enter the farm gate, you will see a large open courtyard, surrounded by various buildings.

There are luxurious single-family villas as well as some other small townhouses.

Not far away on the other side there is a building that looks like a reception hall, and next to it there is another building that looks like a dormitory building.

There are some large buildings similar to warehouses vaguely visible in the background.

"Mr. Sun, could you please give me a brief introduction?"

Hearing Song Tang's request, Mr. Sun, who was following him, said cheerfully, "Of course, of course. I was thinking that Miss should go back to the room to drink some water and rest first."

The reason why he was called Mr. Sun was because Sun Lin was originally a professor of agronomy at Kyoto University of Agriculture.

After retirement, I couldn't sit still, so I rejected many offers from schools and came here.

First, what he has learned can be put to good use here, and second, he likes the leisurely and comfortable life here.

Sun Lin is both a professor of agronomy and an elder, so everyone has always respectfully called him Mr. Sun.

After knowing this, Song Tang had no objection to everyone's address to Sun Lin. Instead, she followed suit and called him that.

"No need to rest, Mr. Sun. We've been driving all the way here, so we're not tired. I'm more interested in the entire farm than resting."

After hearing Song Tang's words, Mr. Sun became even happier.

"Well, since the lady said so, let's go." After saying that, Mr. Sun waved towards a place not far away.

Two clever security guards drove over two multi-seater electric sightseeing vehicles in a short while.

"Miss, let's get in the car. Your farm is very big. If you rely on your own two feet, you don't know how long it will take you to get there." Mr. Sun smiled and led Song Tang to the car in front, and the rest of the people followed suit.

"Miss, we grow all the basic agricultural products on our farm. The annual output is enough for your own use, and there is still a lot left over."

The farm, covering an area of ​​more than a thousand acres, is large enough. Song Tang sat in the sightseeing bus and looked at everything in front of him according to Mr. Sun's introduction, his heart full of curiosity.

"That's the greenhouse area over there. Even in winter, it can produce enough fresh vegetables and off-season fruits every day." Mr. Sun said, pointing in a direction on the sightseeing bus.

Song Tang also looked in that direction and could see rows of silver-white greenhouses reflecting the sun from afar.

"Is there still any planting going on there now?" Song Tang asked curiously.

Mr. Sun smiled slightly. In such a short time, he had figured out his boss's character.

"Of course. The weather is still cool, and many fruits and vegetables are still being grown in greenhouses. Miss, would you like to go and take a look?"

After listening to Mr. Sun's introduction, Song Tang quickly smiled and nodded. Of course she wanted to go over and take a look.

So a few minutes later, two sightseeing buses stopped in the open space in front of the greenhouse area.

Song Tang and his group were also led by Mr. Sun to the door of the nearest greenhouse.

"Miss, this shed mainly grows strawberries, which is the latest variety. Would you like to try it?" Mr. Sun looked at Song Tang and said with a smile.

In fact, when Mr. Sun knew that the person coming this time was a little girl, he had already arranged for people to pick and wash some of each fruit. But he didn't expect Song Tang to come directly to the field.

Mr. Sun couldn't help but smile when he saw Song Tang's eyes lighting up when he heard him say that there were delicious strawberries in this shed.

As expected, she is still a child. Her reaction is exactly the same as that of her little granddaughter.

Seeing that Song Tang was very interested, Mr. Sun did not waste any time and took Song Tang and others towards the greenhouse.

As soon as you lift the small curtain on the side door of the greenhouse, the damp and stuffy feeling hits you in the face, making you feel a little uncomfortable.

But for Song Tang, who has already seen the red strawberries in the greenhouse, these are all surmountable.

Carrying a small basket handed to him by a staff member, Song Tang learned to pick strawberries under the guidance of Mr. Sun. For a while, he had a lot of fun picking and eating strawberries in the strawberry shed.

At Song Tang's call, the others also started picking fruits with small baskets.

Mr. Sun just smiled at Song Tang's behavior.

All the property here belongs to the girl. What's the big deal about picking some strawberries? No one can say anything even if she picks them all.

Mr. Sun earns a high salary and good benefits here, and can also enjoy the leisurely rural life he dreams of.

Occasionally, my spouse and children come to spend some time with me so that I can enjoy family happiness.

Sometimes, when some of my former students have questions or new achievements, they can also set aside a small experimental field on this farm to verify them. This kind of life is simply wonderful.

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Song Tang was having a lot of fun and only realized that her little basket was almost full when Zhou Jing reminded her.

As they followed Mr. Sun out of the strawberry shed, Song Tang stuffed a strawberry she had picked into Mr. Sun's hand and asked with a smile, "Mr. Sun, what do we do with the extra produce from our farm?"

When Mr. Sun heard Song Tang asking about the serious matter, he smiled and took a bite of the strawberry in his hand.

"In the past, excess production would be sold. Even many wealthy people would arrange for people to come and purchase it."

"So the farm has been making good money. While we've been able to balance our income and expenses, we've also made a fair amount of profit, which is all in the account now. Miss, you can check the accounts later."

After hearing what Mr. Sun said, Song Tang thought for a moment and said, "There's no need to check the accounts. I trust Mr. Sun's character."

"From now on, the farm's output will no longer be sold to the outside world. We will keep it all for ourselves."

Mr. Sun couldn't help but frown when he heard Song Tang's words. "Miss, our farm's output is huge. If we rely solely on our own people to digest it, I'm afraid a lot will be wasted."

For agricultural scientists like Mr. Sun, waste is a very offensive thing.

Song Tang certainly knew what Mr. Sun meant, but she didn't take it to heart. She just continued to smile and said to Mr. Sun: "Mr. Sun, the number of people around me is not small."

"Since I eat these homemade goodies, of course the people around me will eat them too."

"How about this, Mr. Sun? For fruits and vegetables that are difficult to store, we'll sell any leftovers, except for those we provide to our own family members that day."

"As for the various grains and rice that can be stored, I'll keep them for now. If I can't finish them all, I can give them away. I can also add them to the gifts I give to everyone during the holidays."

After hearing Song Tang's words, Mr. Sun suddenly understood. So this is what the young lady thought, then there is no problem.

He was afraid that the young lady would do the same thing as many rich people who indulge in luxury.

When he gets to know Song Tang better, he will understand that even if Song Tang wastes other things, he will not waste something that can keep him alive, such as food.

"Miss, your decision is fine. The daily output is not suitable for storage. In addition to supplying you and my own people, I will arrange to sell the excess."

"As for the grains and cereals, I'll keep them for now after I've supplied the young lady."

Song Tang smiled and nodded, "It's settled then, Mr. Sun. Shall we move on to the next shed?"