Chapter 133 The Villain's Path
"Imperial Pear Garden? Are you talking about the old Pear Garden in the south?"
Lu Liangjing chuckled, "Yes, it's the old opera house you mentioned."
Hearing the affirmative answer, Song Youyou was stunned.
In this era of hunger and cold, fresh fruits are a scarce commodity.
Almost all the villagers put all their energy into tending the crops, and there is still not enough food to eat.
Foods like fruits, which cannot be eaten as meals and are not easy to preserve, are rarely grown in a serious manner.
Therefore, fresh fruits are considered precious and even supply and marketing cooperatives rarely sell them.
Ordinary families can only eat fruit a few times a day when the fruit trees in their yards are ripe.
Moreover, whether the fruit tastes good or not depends on whether the fruit tree at home performs well.
But the Imperial Pear Garden is different.
The Imperial Pear Garden, as the name suggests, is dedicated to growing pears.
Moreover, the Beijing white pears grown there were royal tributes during the reign of Emperor Xuanzong.
She just wanted to plant a few fruit trees in the space to satisfy her craving, but how did it become a royal tribute?
Song Youyou couldn't process this information for a while.
"I've been asking about your second brother these days.
It is said that the pears in the Imperial Pear Garden not only look smooth and tender, but also taste sweet and sour and have a pleasant fragrance.
Since my sister Lu Liangjing wants to plant fruit trees, of course she has to find the best seeds!"
Lu Liangjing described it with great excitement.
Song Youyou came back to her senses from her shock, and seeing Lu Liangjing's happy expression, she couldn't help but be infected by the joy.
Is this what it feels like to have a brother?
It seems pretty good.
"Thank you, second brother."
Isn’t it just the imperial tribute in the past? She planted it!
A sweet thank you almost made Lu Liangjing a fool.
I laughed all the way and was full of energy.
The car drove steadily and soon reached its destination.
The office was next to the entrance to the Imperial Pear Garden. After Lu Liangjing explained his purpose, he was brought in by the guard.
"Here, this is the director of our opera house."
After the guard introduced him, Lu Liangjing took out a piece of paper with a seal from his pocket.
"Hello, Director. This is the approval slip. The staff of the research institute's family compound would like to plant some fruit trees on their private plot. We've discussed this with you before. I'm here to transport the saplings back tomorrow."
Lu Liangjing handed over the approval note, feeling confident.
After all, this was a legitimate task. He made this trip to the family compound just to get a few saplings from there to plant for his sister.
The director of the opera house was standing by the window, looking out without even giving me a glance.
After Lu Liangjing finished explaining his purpose, he turned around, took the note with an impatient look, and threw it on the desk.
"If you want to eat pears, why not plant them with pear cores? If everyone comes and asks for the saplings, the pear orchard will be completely ravaged."
"But this has already been discussed and approved."
Lu Liangjing frowned, he didn't expect the director of the opera house to have such an attitude.
During this period, in places like supply and marketing cooperatives, department stores, etc., the sales clerks all had their eyes on the top of their heads, so Lu Liangjing didn't think the director of this opera house would be very kind.
But he never expected that this person would simply not want to give it.
Besides, all kinds of people come here to ask for saplings?
What will be plucked?
Don't think he doesn't understand.
The Royal Pear Garden has advanced planting techniques, and grafting technology was developed as early as ten years ago to ensure the excellent characteristics of the original Beijing White Pear variety.
The quality is completely different from that of seedlings grown from pear cores.
"Manager, the Imperial Pear Garden belongs to the collective. Whether to give it or not is not something you can decide on your own.
Since I brought the approval note, I also hope you can provide the corresponding saplings."
After hearing this, the supervisor turned around and glanced at him with a sarcastic look on his face.
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