The day before the radish harvest, Fatty Wang called Xu Milu, his voice dripping with obsequiousness:

Miss Xu, I heard you have some new and good stuff?

Xu Milu had no doubt about this guy's ability to gather information.

The people in Xingning Village only knew that she was helping Xu Lanjuan grow radishes, but they had never seen the actual giant delicious radish. As for Liu Mingji, it was even less likely that he would explain it to Fatty Wang.

So he probably got this information from Tian Wen.

"Mr. Wang, you're really well-informed, though a bit late. Didn't you already know? I own a small restaurant, and since it's winter, I'm planting some radishes. They'll be ready to harvest in a couple of days. What do you say, Mr. Wang, are you interested in radishes too?"

Xu Milu said, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Fatty Wang chuckled.

[It's not that I'm interested in radishes, it's just that what you, Miss Xu, have is different from everyone else's. I'm still waiting to harvest some super grapes in four months!]

Last time when we bought a car, Wang Pangzi's brother-in-law, Ge Tian, ​​took care of everything, from registering the car to handling the insurance paperwork. We were grateful for his help.

Xu Milu thought for a moment and said, "That is indeed a bit different. Here's what we'll do: the radishes will be harvested the day after tomorrow. Mr. Wang, why don't you come and take a look?"

She didn't tell Fatty Wang about the special features of the giant delicious radish over the phone. After all, hearing is believing, and no matter how eloquently she described it, it wouldn't be as impactful as Fatty Wang seeing it for himself.

"Gah."

The little turtle, Ah Chou, who was lying on her lap munching on a radish tip, slowly raised its head.

...

...

When Xu Milu's black van drove into Xingning Village, she almost thought she had taken the wrong road.

That truly echoes what Ms. Baiyun once said:

It was a sea of ​​people, with drums and gongs resounding, red flags waving, and firecrackers exploding—

"Hello everyone, I'm currently at the super fruit planting base in Xingning Village. As you can see, the greenhouses are locked, so we can't know what's going on inside—"

"Hey guys, send me some rockets! I'll show you the Super Grape growing area!"

"Sir, can't you just let us take a look and take a few pictures?"

"What is that covering on the greenhouse? It's pitch black and we can't see inside at all. Can you take it down so we can sow some seeds before putting it back on?"

The area inside and outside the tent was filled with reporters carrying long lenses and microphones, as well as many men and women holding up their phones to live stream, all trying to squeeze into the tent.

"Get out of here, get out of here! This is the owner's land. If I let you in and someone kills the grape seedlings, who will I ask for compensation?"

Tian Wen didn't dare let anyone in, and led several villagers to guard the entrance, causing the situation to get somewhat out of control.

Xu Lanjuan, with her sharp eyes, ran over and pulled Xu Milu aside:

"Mr. Xu, don't go over there yet. This bunch of people somehow got wind of the news and rushed over here. Now they're making a fuss about going in to take pictures. The village chief just arrested several people for cutting plastic film."

Xu Milu did not expect that she had underestimated the power of the internet and the level of attention netizens paid to "Super Grape".

She even saw several online celebrities who were live streaming starting to damage the plastic film covering the greenhouse with their hands.

"Call the police."

Xu Milu took a deep breath and said calmly, "Just say they tried to damage the research results of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences."

Xu Lanjuan's eyes lit up. Although these 30-plus acres of grapes all belonged to Xu Milu, the grape seedlings that had been harvested belonged to Huaxia Agricultural University!

...

The police car arrived quickly. Liu Mingji, who had rushed to the scene after receiving a call, learned that the lock on the greenhouse he was responsible for observing had been broken. He was so angry that he wanted to throw his glasses down.

"This is a new species that our agricultural university and the forestry bureau are key protectors of. What are they trying to do? This is theft!"

Several online celebrities who were live-streaming at the time were immediately displeased and raised their voices in protest:

"Let's see what's wrong. It's not damaged."

"Exactly, it's just a few grape seedlings, is it really necessary to call the police?"

"Don't you understand freedom of speech? What's it to you if we're livestreaming here?"

Even the usually mild-mannered professor was trembling with anger at this moment, and made a phone call directly to the Forestry Bureau, explaining the whole story:

"These 30 mu of ping-pong grape seedlings in the greenhouse were sold to our Ningcheng Forestry Bureau and Agricultural University by Ms. Xu. Their value is incalculable. If they are damaged, who will be responsible?"

Without Liu Mingji needing to say more, the leaders understood the stakes involved.

You should know that everyone in Ningcheng is eyeing these 30-plus acres of greenhouses. If the cuttings are successfully planted, the Ping Pong grapes can be included in the poverty alleviation project, which would truly benefit the people.

This group of people has just stirred up a hornet's nest.

Who knows if anyone is trying to take advantage of the situation and deliberately sabotage things?

The case involved a huge sum of money and was extremely serious in nature, turning a civil case into a criminal case. The police officers who came to handle the case immediately detained several ringleaders on the spot.

Seeing that handcuffs were being used, many people's arrogance immediately subsided, and even a few stubborn ones dared not utter a word when Liu Mingji said that it was the property of the Forestry Bureau.

They were exceptionally well-behaved, displaying the attitude of "law-abiding citizens".

Xu Milu arrived "late," and after carefully inspecting and confirming the damage to the greenhouse, she sent the bill to the police.

"Thank you for your hard work. I'll just follow the normal procedures. No settlement, I'll pay whatever compensation is due."

Bai Lele looked indignant:

"Exactly! This is the critical period for the growth of grape seedlings. If the plastic film is torn and affects the growth of the grapes, wouldn't all the hard work be wasted?"

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