Inheriting a Farm Made Me an Internet Sensation - Chapter 46
In winter, the daylight hours are always a few hours shorter than in summer. By five o’clock in the afternoon, the sky had already begun to dim slightly.
Considering that most of the people who came to learn lived in the town, Tan Xiao suggested ending early so that everyone could get better rest.
Before returning to her small courtyard, she made a round to inspect the greenhouse dedicated to growing silver ear mushrooms. They were growing quite well. Additionally, because she had adopted a two-zone system, she could steadily produce nearly five thousand silver ear mushrooms every month, which barely managed to meet the current market demand. The other two greenhouses dedicated to selling fresh silver ear mushrooms also reached a monthly output of five thousand.
In addition to the silver ear cultivation at Anxin Farm, cassava and yams were also chosen to be grown there. Considering that these two plants do not have high soil quality requirements, she only cleared out the Kaoshan Farm specifically to plant these two ingredients, striving to ensure that the products launched by Mu Wen could be self-produced and self-sold.
Upon arriving upstairs, Tan Xiao had just knocked on Lin Muhan’s door when she was met with an embrace.
Lin Muhan wrapped both arms around her neck and coiled her legs around Tan Xiao’s thighs, looking up at her slightly. “Why are you only just getting back?”
Tan Xiao held Lin Muhan’s hips firmly with both hands as she walked slowly toward the two-seater sofa, replying, “It was the first day today, so it was a bit busy.”
“What about those reporters? Where did you arrange for them to stay?”
“They arranged it themselves; they should be in town.” While speaking, Tan Xiao gently placed Lin Muhan down on the sofa.
Looking at Lin Muhan’s eyes, which held a pearly shimmer, and her moist, vermilion lips, Tan Xiao couldn’t help but swallow. She leaned down and slowly approached Lin Muhan.
A light breeze swept in, lifting the curtains behind the sofa and tossing the hair of the two people sitting there.
With one leg resting on the sofa, Tan Xiao cupped Lin Muhan’s face with both hands, continuously deepening the kiss.
Their occasionally flying strands of hair blended, falling across their necks.
Lin Muhan instinctively raised her hands to hug Tan Xiao’s waist. As her breathing grew heavier, the grip of her hands on Tan Xiao’s waist gradually tightened.
Tan Xiao pulled away from those sweet lips, her eyes hazy, her breath fanning across Lin Muhan’s face.
With her cheeks flushed and her eyes glistening like water, Lin Muhan was as enchanting as a rose in full bloom.
In the blink of an eye, Tan Xiao leaned down to kiss her again, her hand slowly moving to the back of the other’s head, drawing her into a seamless embrace.
Outside the window, the wind continued to blow from time to time, and the pale blue curtains fluttered over the sofa. However, it didn’t affect the two who were completely lost in each other in the slightest. The air, which was originally colorless and odorless, now not only held a hint of sweetness but also a touch of heat.
The two, who eventually drifted into their respective dreams, were completely unaware that a video was rapidly fermenting on the internet.
The content of the video was very simple—it was nothing more than snippets of students from the Agricultural College learning alongside trainees dispatched by farm owners from neighboring provinces. At the end, it cleverly added footage captured by CCTV reporters.
What sparked heated discussion across the web was precisely this final footage. One must know that a few days ago, local reporters had publicly questioned the true purpose of Tan Xiao’s promotion of green planting and guided public opinion to condemn her for supposedly denying the contributions of the Father of Hybrid Rice. If Tan Xiao were truly that malicious, how could she have attracted CCTV reporters? That was an institution that could not be summoned by just anyone.
Soon, under the comments of this video, another group of people began guiding the netizens.
Anyone with clear eyes can see that this is a tactic thought up by Tan Xiao; the authenticity is questionable.
Please, if you want to clear your name, provide some actual effective evidence. Who knows if this was staged?
For someone who can even pull off a live-streamed suicide, self-directing and self-acting such a scene is perfectly normal.
I’m certain this video is just a prelude. Just wait; within three days, Tan Xiao will issue a statement saying that Anxin Farm provides free teaching and then claims she’s doing it for the health of the entire nation, making herself sound noble to cover up her conspiracy for profit.
This is hilarious. Would you still be willing to go to work if your boss didn’t pay you? I’m also wondering who exactly these people are who keep condemning Tan Xiao. Regardless of whether she’s doing green planting to make money, isn’t everyone the beneficiary in the end?
Finally, someone stands up to speak like a human being. I’m not well-educated and don’t know how to say fancy things. I only know that the vegetables Tan Xiao grows have been tested by professional institutions and confirmed to have no pesticide residues. I just hope she expands her scale so I can eat ecological vegetables anytime.
Look, after only a short while, someone has come out to whitewash Tan Xiao. They’re a paid shill.
Struggling to get out of bed, Tan Xiao went downstairs and saw everyone whispering. Although she couldn’t hear the specifics of their discussion, she gathered from the snippets she overheard exactly what was happening.
It turned out she had trended again without realizing it.
She took out her phone, opened Weibo, and scrolled gently until she found the video. The number of shares had already surpassed 100,000, views had reached over two million, and there were as many as 500,000 comments below.
She took a closer look at the blogger who posted the video and found it was a newly registered account. Because of this video, it has already gained 600,000 followers.
Is it Mumu?
In the next second, she dismissed the idea. If Mumu were to post a video, she wouldn’t keep it from her.
Therefore, this video was posted by someone else.
She didn’t know why this person wanted to post it, but this video was indeed not suitable to be released at this time.
Learning of this, Lin Muhan endured the soreness in her calves and walked quickly downstairs, reaching out to pull Tan Xiao, who was looking down at her phone, to the side. “It’s time for you to come forward and explain.” She took out her phone. “I edited the content yesterday. Take a look; if there’s no problem, I’ll post it directly.”
Tan Xiao took the phone. After adding the sentence “All teaching at Anxin Farm is free of charge, and interested parties are welcome to come and learn” to the text, she clicked send.
Thanks to those who wanted to protect their own interests, her Weibo account followers had long since surpassed eight million.
Sure enough, only an hour after the explanation was posted, it stirred up a wave on the internet.
Is this for real? If it is, I’m packing my bags right now to go investigate in person.
I’m coming right now to scout the way for everyone.
I’m a student at Binhai Agricultural College and have worked as a helper at Anxin Farm. I can confirm these words are true because I heard months ago that Sister Xiao xiao would provide free teaching.
I had the honor of attending Tan Xiao’s seminar last time. From a professional perspective, her ability is indeed very strong.
I knew it. See, now Tan Xiao is saying her teaching is free. I’m waiting for her to slap her own face.
Could it be that the teaching is free, but the room and board are shockingly expensive?
Is the person above out of their mind? According to insiders, they find their own accommodation, and Tan Xiao even provides two free meals.
While the internet was arguing incessantly, Tan Xiao had already arrived in the fields to start the lesson.
Having listened to a class yesterday and gone back to carefully studying the PPT she had specifically prepared, combined with their own existing planting experience, everyone had entered the right state of mind.
Everyone listened very attentively, and each person took out prepared paper and pens to take notes while listening.
Before coming to this world, Tan Xiao had rich experience in lecturing. Coupled with the fact that she had been teaching students recently, her straightforward and concise language made it easy for even those without any planting experience to understand.
This point was verified by the CCTV reporters, Zhu Quanyong and Liu Bin.
With no prior planting experience, after only three days at the farm, they had already mastered how to water according to the state of the seedlings. Even the ratio for pesticide mixing was second nature to them.
On this day, Tan Xiao was in the field with Gao Jie, fertilizing the chicory.
Animal manure had been fully fermented along with the previous sweet potato vines and tomato stalks. Although the unpleasant odor was gone, the greenish-yellow color and the floating residue on top would still cause discomfort for many people.
The three students specifically arranged by Professor Wu to assist Tan Xiao unanimously believed that Gao Jie wouldn’t be able to handle it.
To their surprise, Gao Jie calmly scooped up a basin of liquid with a ladle and followed Tan Xiao’s example, meticulously fertilizing the chicory.
At first, Gao Jie was cautious, but after fertilizing one row of chicory, she had mastered the technique. By the second row, she was very proficient.
Liu Bin was also eager to try. He rolled up his sleeves and, without even taking off his jacket, started working directly.
Tan Xiao noticed the surprise on the faces of the three students, but she herself was not surprised by Gao Jie and Liu Bin’s performance.
Once she finished fertilizing, the helpers who were fertilizing in other areas also led the trainees back.
“I bet our Reporter Liu, who is curious about everything, participated in the fertilizing this time. How does it feel?” a man named Chu Shan joked, turning to tease Liu Bin.
“As long as you’re not afraid of it splashing on you, once you get started, it’s not as hard as I imagined,” Liu Bin replied truthfully.
Chu Shan laughed loudly. “You’ve mastered the essence of fertilizing. I remember the first time I went to the mountains with my dad to pour manure when I was a kid. The smell on top, and that sticky, black manure…” He bent over, holding the end of the ladle handle. “I was like this at the time, just afraid of getting it on myself.”
His exaggerated manner amused everyone walking together.
A chubby man named Jiang Hu took over. “Do you know how we pour manure in our place? We carry a high back-basket, like a vase, with the manure inside, and just bend over like this to pour it on the seedlings.” As he spoke, he bent his waist to demonstrate.
“If you’re not skilled, wouldn’t you end up with a head full of manure?” Liu Bin gestured exaggeratedly toward his head.
Jiang Hu nodded repeatedly. “Exactly! The first time, I got it all over me. I went back and showered three times, but I still felt like I smelled.”
“Just hearing you say it, I can already smell it,” Gao Jie laughed, finding it hard to imagine what it would be like if she tried it once.
Tan Xiao, who was walking beside Gao Jie, had overheard their conversation and said softly, “Once you master the method, the efficiency of fertilizing this way will improve. Also, that kind of fertilization method requires a high concentration and must have a certain fluidity.”
“As expected of Teacher Tan, you even know this,” Jiang Hu gave a thumbs up.
The group of dozens of people chatted as they walked and soon returned to the small courtyard. After putting the farm tools back in place, they got on their respective vehicles to return to their lodgings.
Tan Xiao went upstairs, took a shower, and leaned on the sofa in the living room to read a book while waiting for Lin Muhan to get off work.
Not long after she entered her flow, she felt a kiss left on her cheek.
“An off-work kiss.”
Tan Xiao put down the book, leaned over to pick up the thermos from the coffee table, unscrewed it, and then handed it to Lin Muhan. “Didn’t you say you weren’t sleeping well? I brewed some Silk Tree Albizia tea for you.”
Lin Muhan took the thermos, placed it back on the coffee table, turned around, and hugged her neck. “The reason I don’t sleep well is because you aren’t in the blankets.”