Chapter 526: 526. Expert Arrival_1 Chapter 526: 526. Expert Arrival_1 At three o’clock sharp, Song Tan sent the three of them to the high-speed train station on time.

Now, looking at his beaten-up pickup truck, he couldn’t help but sigh, “It’s still a bit too small, ah, but luckily the suitcases can fit in the bed.”

One mentor and three graduate students, just the right number.

Out of respect, he had even laid several pieces of cardboard in the bed, afraid that the luggage would be jostled too much.

He then looked at Qiaoqiao beside him, her expression full of excitement–she wore a peaked cap, and her heavy backpack was atop her suitcase (following Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun’s example). She was already eagerly waving goodbye:
“Sister, see you! I’ll buy you pearls! Teacher Xin said there are lots of pearl vendors at the beach!”

Song Tan: …

“Alright, alright, I get it… You’d better get going into the station.”

Once they had gone, she sat in the driver’s seat, looking at the quiet underground garage, feeling unexpectedly uneasy at that moment.

Sigh, since she had returned, she had not been separated from Qiaoqiao for even a single day.

…

Meanwhile, over here.

Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun took Qiaoqiao for a walk around the high-speed train station:
“Come, follow me to go through ticket check–put your ID here–if you don’t know how, just watch how the person in front does it.”

“If you still don’t understand, don’t be afraid to boldly ask others.”

“That’s facial recognition–right!”

“Over here they sell local specialties at the high-speed train station, a little more expensive than outside–come on, here’s a seat, let’s sit down and wait for the train…”

Zhang Yanping plopped down.

People around them subtly cast their glances over–
This was a rather distinctive group.

The leading one was dark-skinned and robust, looking not to be trifled with, yet he explained the workings of the high-speed train station with exceptional detail and patience.

The person next to him had fair skin and a refined appearance, quite steady, often adding some details.

The young boy vaguely protected between them–he must be quite young, with fair skin and innocent eyes, looking around with curiosity the entire way…

Was he a high school graduate just completed his studies?

Ah, so handsome!

Zhang Yanping glanced at the big screen: “The train will probably arrive at the station in another twenty minutes or so, let’s eat something first.”

With that, he took out some boiled eggs:
“Want one?”

Xin Jun hesitated for a moment: “Now?”

They had already had a full lunch, and each person had even had two slices of watermelon before leaving.

After giving it some thought, Zhang Yanping said, “Well then, let’s each have a peach first.”

Xin Jun had no objections to that. At that moment, he opened his own backpack and took them out.

“Crunch!”

The three of them held the crisply ripe peaches, their red hue breaking through the green, and took a bite. The faint scent of peaches lingered in the air, prompting the auntie next to them to turn her head irresistibly, gazing intently at the peaches.

Until her gaze met Qiaoqiao’s curious eyes–
!!!

The auntie instantly turned her head back.

But…

Where did they buy those peaches from? They look so tasty!

As she hesitated, she heard another person’s voice:
“Young man, where did you buy those peaches? They look quite… quite…”

Tastes pretty good! Auntie agreed silently.

“Quite fresh,” the other party finally restrained himself and made a comment.

Qiaoqiao looked at the peaches, “Uncle, these are peaches from our own farm, and they’re all sold out! Even the supermarket has sold out!”

“Eh?” His regret was replaced by enthusiasm, “They made it into the supermarkets?”

“Yup yup yup!” Qiaoqiao nodded proudly, and the young and the old quickly hit it off.

However, he hadn’t lied.

The peaches from the twenty-acres field were picked over five days, with only harvesting on the first day and overnight shipping to the warehouse following that, and still, the supermarket’s supply only lasted until the morning of the seventh day.

Both Mr. Qian and Mr. Wang didn’t even get a chance to keep a couple of boxes for themselves, as everything was sold out directly.

The two of them not only made a fortune but also gained the precious friendship of the supermarket manager–there was no help for it, the fame of the peaches spread far and wide, attracting many new customers who had never before entered their high-end supermarket to sign up for membership cards!

What does a supermarket want? Reputation and customer loyalty, of course!

Such great peaches, available nowhere else but there… wouldn’t that leave the impression of competence?

In the end, not only did they fiercely discount the venue fee, but the manager also repeatedly emphasized that the next time they had something this good, to bring it directly over…
The two bosses had even preliminarily reached an agreement with Song Tan for chestnut cooperation.

Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun exchanged glances, but didn’t interrupt Qiaoqiao’s conversation.

Though he could be a bit naive, one thing about him was endearing–he was extremely obedient.

Song Tan had instructed not to tell strangers his personal details, nor to accompany strangers to less crowded places…

While the latter point had yet to be observed, regarding protecting privacy, after ten minutes of Qiaoqiao’s chattering, he hadn’t revealed a single piece of his own information.

However, the two adults had been eavesdropping silently and now knew that the uncle was 47, named Wei xx, lived near a primary school in the old district of Yun City, and had a particularly large camellia plant in a pot under his apartment building…
It was only when the announcement “Train xxx is now entering the station–” came that this seemingly endless conversation finally ceased.

Qiaoqiao, excited, pushed his suitcase along and joined the queue, while the uncle behind him was still reluctant to part:
“Hey little buddy, you’re on this train too, right? Which carriage are you in? Are our seats anywhere near each other–ah, what a coincidence! What a coincidence, hahaha!”

He laughed so loudly that Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun found it a bit hard to bear–
Uncle! After chatting so long, didn’t you notice something? Qiaoqiao didn’t give a single direct answer!

He might not even fully understand your questions!

Yet, as lips moved silently, in the end, all Zhang Yanping could do was give Xin Jun a thumbs-up gesture:
“Your home schooling–top-notch! Awesome!”

…
Meanwhile, Song Tan was organizing the list of crops to plant on her phone when she received a call:
“Professor Song… yeah yeah yeah, I’m Song Tan… The car is in section C173… an older Wuling pickup truck… Got it, I see you!”

She quickly flashed her lights, then got out to greet them:
“Professor Song, right? Come come come, I hope your trip wasn’t too exhausting…”
Professor Song’s skin was sun-darkened, deep wrinkles creased his face, and he wore a very serious expression. The three students behind him, two male and one female, were also equally tanned, each well-built, dressed in neat long-sleeved shirts and long pants as if, with a roll up of their pants, they could be ready to work in the fields or climb the mountains at any moment…

This, this, this; they looked more like farmers than actual farmers!

At that moment, seeing the attire of Song Tan and her group made them freeze–
Is this what you expect from a family that grows rice, peaches, and raises pigs and chickens?

Both parties locked eyes, Professor Song seemingly embarrassed, halted in his tracks.

A moment later, as if nothing had happened, he continued pushing his suitcase along.

But after just a couple of steps, Song Tan grabbed the suitcase from him, all smiles, and with a single hand deftly loaded it onto the truck bed while stepping on the tire for leverage.

The ease of her movements suggested their luggage might as well have been packed with straw!

And she was saying sincerely,
“My truck’s a bit old, but I’ve put cardboard under the luggage so it won’t get scratched…”