Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 388 - 99 Watermelon Seeds_1

Chapter 388: Chapter 99 Watermelon Seeds_1

Xu Xiaoyan absent-mindedly commented on the size of the watermelon. After taking a bite, she paused for a moment before continuing to eat.

Yan Fei understood her hesitation, because this watermelon was so different from the ones they usually ate!

How could the watermelons grown in greenhouses compare to those from sunny and temperate islands? They couldn’t, either in taste or sweetness.

Even though Xu Xiaoyan didn’t show it too clearly, the two old men, I mean, the professors noticed.

Even if this watermelon was just a result of the students’ internship work, it was still a carefully chosen variety. Even if it was grown in a greenhouse, it was at least a top-notch watermelon.

Understandably, the two old men felt a bit uneasy. Miss, does this watermelon, grown by our students, really differ that much from what you’ve tasted before?

Professor Qi didn’t react, but Old He couldn’t help but ask: "Have you tasted a larger and sweeter watermelon than this before? Or, do you eat them frequently?"

It was clear enough. Only those who regularly ate larger and sweeter watermelons would disregard their watermelons.

Xu Xiaoyan finally realized that something was off; she may have been too obvious. She was still considering how to respond to his question, when Yan Fei spoke: "Yes, when we’re at home, we eat them daily."

Before anyone could respond, Yan Fei continued: "I knew an old man in my childhood who grew melons for decades. His watermelons were both larger and sweeter."

Old He was surprised: "Really? What variety of watermelon did he grow?"

Yan Fei looked puzzled: "It’s just the local watermelon! It’s not a specific variety. He said that growing watermelons is straightforward. Every year, just save the largest and tastiest watermelons for seeds. Keep doing this year after year, and the watermelons produced become better every year. Anyway, his family always followed this practice. Now his generation has done it for several decades. The watermelons they casually grow are larger and tastier than others’."

Miss Xu Xiaoyan was used to Yan Fei’s nonsense. Whatever he said, he had his own reasoning. She categorically would not reveal that she never knew that Yan Fei was acquainted with an old melon grower.

Both professors were speechless after hearing this. After all, according to Yan Fei, their family had been growing them for countless years. It was reasonable for them to develop such watermelon seeds. In disbelief, Old He asked another question: "If his melons are that good, why haven’t I heard about it before?"

Yan Fei dismissed it: "It’s not like growing a few hundred catties more grain per mu, who would pay attention to that! As long as it tastes good, that’s enough."

Indeed, extras of your watermelons, even if they weighed three hundred catties each, people would just compliment them and treat them as hot news for a few days when eating them. At best, those who love eating melons would ask how they’re grown. Other than that, people really don’t care.

Old He was quite upset: "Can we meet him? If such seeds are promoted, you know its significance. You also know about our annual watermelon planting situation, which would be a great thing for melon farmers. Rest assured, we old men won’t take advantage of him. When the seeds are promoted, whether in fame or profit, it would all be his."

"Ah!" Yan Fei sighed. "It’s late. The old man died a few days ago."

When he said this, Xu Xiaoyan almost snickered, while Professor Qi looked disbelieving, and Old He was doubtful.

But Yan Fei didn’t care about their expressions. After all, the old man was dead and there was no way to verify it. He then said: "But I do have plenty of those seeds. I will bring some for you next time if you want."

Hearing this, Xu Xiaoyan suddenly believed his previous nonsensical words and exclaimed, "Ah, no wonder you always collect watermelon seeds. I thought you were going to fry them and eat them. So, these watermelons do have an origin!"

"Mm-hmm!" Yan Fei nodded in satisfaction. "The old man is dead, so we’ll have no more good watermelons. I plan to plant some watermelons next year, in case we can’t find good ones in the future."

The two old men were delighted to hear there were seeds.

Although one of them studied soil and the other wheat, whether it was wheat or watermelon, or even cabbages and radishes, it was the same. As long as you could cultivate a high yield seed and promote it, let alone benefiting the country and the people, it would be a great thing for the farmers who grow these crops.

Not to mention, just in our province, there are hundreds of thousands of mu of land planted with watermelons each year, even reaching to a million mu at times. And this number will certainly increase as everyone’s living standards improve.

Just a rough calculation shows you what it means to improve yield by several hundred catties per mu. Whether Yan Fei was telling the truth or not, does it still matter? He has promised the seeds after all.

Old He nodded repeatedly: "We want them. No matter what you ask for, we two old men won’t evade it. As long as these seeds can be cultivated successfully, naming rights could be given to you. The benefits you should get will not be deprived of you. We can guarantee that."

Professor Qi also nodded: "The cultivation of seeds is like this. Having high yield seeds is of course good. Present any conditions you may have!"

"As for the benefits, forget it." Yan Fei was very generous. Anyway, they were all virtuous, while he was not one to hoard. "I will bring the seeds to you later. But watermelons are tricky, even when planted in the same field, they may be different. In the future, I will still continue to plant them. If the seeds from here don’t grow as big as mine, you can’t blame me. If you need more seeds, I will bring them to you."

There were so many watermelons in Vegetable Garden Island. It wasn’t the season for everyone to enjoy watermelons year-round, so he could only enjoy those watermelons himself, sometimes sneaking a few to his wife. When you have a lot of something, you don’t value it that much.

The soils and climates outside certainly couldn’t compare to Vegetable Garden Island. To what degree, it was hard to say. He might as well give the two old men a heads up just in case.

Moreover, Old He’s words made sense too. If these seeds were released and if they were successfully cultivated, it would be a great thing. He could do a good deed with something he got for free, so why not? As for interests or anything like that, it doesn’t matter at all. Calculating everything in terms of gains and losses is a hassle!

Besides, Professor Qi already made it clear, and he still owes him two favors!

However, he was quite interested in the right to name, so he asked eagerly: "So if the watermelon seeds are successfully cultivated, I can name them, like a number one or number two?"