Chapter 245: 1.5-26 (1/2)

”Now you must understand,” Mr. Tan lectured, looking thoughtfully at the green-haired man. ”While soil is frequently referred to as the 'fertile substrate,' not all soils are suitable for growing crops. Ideal soils for agriculture are balanced in contributions from mineral components.”

”So what are the most ideal types of soil,” Xinya asked, intrigued. He couldn't believe how much he had learned during his short time with the old man riding in the wagon.

Mr. Tan could only smile at the man's appetite for knowledge. When the green-haired man said he wanted to learn, he actually did mean it.

As Mr. Tan began to explain the different types of soils, the boy, the one thing that kept running through his head is that he lucked out by finding a great apprentice.

The lad was so very eager to learn that he had been asking him all sorts of farming questions during their travel to town.

He would be lying if he said that it didn't make him feel good inside to finally have found someone to share his expertise with. This was always the one thing in his life that he despaired about.

Which was never having a successor to pass down his wisdom of farming too. Although he had a daughter, she was too much like her mother.

His wife never liked living in a rural area since she was born a city girl, and like his wife, his daughter turned out the same way.

She felt that owning a business was better than being a farmer. No matter how much he tried to persuade her to give farming a chance, she wouldn't have it.

But now he had an apprentice of his own, someone who would look up to him and, most importantly, someone who he can share all his farm secrets with.

That way, he would be able to live on even after death. Because as everyone knows, as long as someone remembers you, you can never truly die.

Since he was so occupied listening to and answering all of the young lad's questions, Mr. Tan didn't even notice how quickly the time had flown by.

However, even though his attention wasn't focused on the road, the old man still led the wagon straight to the town's bridge. But even though he didn't notice their arrival, it didn't mean that the others riding with him lacked awareness.

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When Melting Snow noticed that the town was just ahead, a radiant smile appeared on his face. He was so happy that he would be able to escape the boring conversation about soil that had been going on for the last 40 minutes.

”Drifting Cloud, look! We are almost at the town!” Melting Snow exclaimed while pointing at the stone bridge that was a couple of feet away.

Startled by the sudden shout, the question Xinya was about to ask the old man died on his lips. Closing his mouth with a snap, he turned his head to face frontwards. 'The saying is true, time flies while you are having fun.'

Mr. Tan, who had been deeply engaged in his conversation with Xinya, was a little surprised himself when he saw that they were already there.