Transmigrating with a Five Million Dollar Retirement Life

Chapter 93 Encountering a Peach Tree at Nanshan Temple

Song Jiaojiao thought she had nothing else to do, so she decided to come and take a look. She had heard that the flowers were blooming beautifully, and that they were pink and white.

It's just unclear whether this is the outcome Song Jiaojiao wanted.

After passing behind the temple, the view suddenly opened up, and the mountain was covered with petals dancing in the wind—truly, flowers were in bloom.

It was mostly apricot blossoms; the apricots down the mountain had already finished bearing fruit, but here they were just beginning to bloom. Since she was already there, even though it wasn't exactly what she wanted, Song Jiaojiao still strolled through the apricot grove.

As we walked, we came across a huge peach tree. It would take two people to encircle the tree. There were many buds on the tree, and some of them were beginning to bloom.

Isn't this the peach tree that Song Jiaojiao has been searching for for so long?

A stone table and chairs had been placed under the tree. Seeing that there were still some people nearby, Song Jiaojiao sat down at the table for a while.

After everyone had left, she came to the tree and carefully touched the trunk. There were no other peach trees nearby, not even any saplings. It seemed that every peach that had ripened each year had been harvested.

How can I take it with me? It's such a rare opportunity to meet you.

Song Jiaojiao thought that the peach tree in her previous life could be grafted, but the grafted peach pit could not grow into a new peach tree. Another method was cutting. Song Jiaojiao looked at the tall peach tree in front of her and saw that there were a few branches that could be reached.

We could try breaking off some branches and planting them in the space. If that doesn't work, we'll just have to wait until the peaches are ripe. But I don't know if we'll be able to buy peaches then; it doesn't seem that easy.

Seeing that no one was around, Song Jiaojiao went to a tree branch within her reach, broke off two branches, and quickly put them into her spatial storage, afraid that someone would see her.

Seeing that it was getting late, Song Jiaojiao guessed that the vegetarian meal should be starting soon, so she hurried back. As soon as she arrived at the cafeteria, the vegetarian meal was being served. Mu Qing saw Song Jiaojiao and quickly called her over, saying that she had saved a seat for her when they arrived.

This kind of thing is common in temples, and everyone is used to it.

Each person has a porcelain plate in front of them. When the monks serving the food come, they simply use their chopsticks to mark the amount they need. There is only one rule for vegetarian meals: you must finish whatever you take and not waste any.

The vegetarian dishes were no different from regular vegetarian food, but the taste was noticeably different. Song Jiaojiao tasted the umami flavor. You know, there was no MSG in this era, so the chefs in the temple must have some secret recipes. No wonder the vegetarian dishes at Nanshan Temple are so famous.

Most of the things that can enhance the flavor are mushrooms, or shrimp and other seafood. The sea is too far away, but there are plenty of small shrimp in the river. Although Song Jiaojiao doesn't recognize the different kinds of mushrooms, she knows which ones are famous.

"Maybe I should go back and try it sometime," Song Jiaojiao thought to herself, unaware that she had finished all the food in her bowl.

The families who can afford to eat in the cafeteria are generally not very wealthy. The truly wealthy families usually book private rooms in advance. Therefore, after finishing their meals, the students need to take their trays to a designated place themselves.

After Song Jiaojiao and the others finished eating, they went to the back mountain with the crowd. Although Song Jiaojiao had been there before, the flowers all over the mountain still made people feel quite happy.

"Wow, there really are flowers blooming? Are these apricot blossoms?" Mu Xue looked at the scene in front of her in surprise, not expecting that there would actually be flowers.

"Yes, it's apricot blossoms. The weather is nice today, with a gentle breeze. The sight of the petals fluttering in the wind is absolutely beautiful." It's a pity I didn't have a camera to capture such a beautiful scene.

"How amazing! We've already finished eating all the apricots here, and they're only just starting to bloom," Mu Xue exclaimed.

"Hehe, let's go, there's a really big peach tree up ahead!" Song Jiaojiao led the group forward.

Mu Xue asked Song Jiaojiao curiously, "Mother, what is a peach tree?"

“Peach trees are also a type of fruit tree, and the fruits they bear are as big as a fist. There are many varieties, and the different fruits taste different. I’ve never seen them where we are, but I didn’t expect to see them here,” Song Jiaojiao said softly.

"Is this the tree you mentioned looking for last time, the one that could produce lots of delicious fruit?"

"Yes, Second Sister has a good memory. Peaches can be made into canned fruit, and like apricots, they can be made into jam and preserves. Ripe peaches are generally not sour, unlike apricots."

Song Jiaojiao thought that peaches could be used for many side businesses, but she didn't know if the two branches would survive. When she put them into her space, Song Jiaojiao had Fei Hu plant them in the red soil. Whether they would survive or not, she would have to wait and see in two days.

"Wow, this tree is so tall and big, and the flowers are so beautiful, they're even pink!" Mu Xue saw the peach tree not far away, let go of Song Jiaojiao's hand, and ran over excitedly.

"Slow down, the tree isn't going anywhere." Song Jiaojiao looked at Mu Xue with amusement.

Mu Xue turned to look at Song Jiaojiao, her eyes full of expectation, and asked, "Mother, can we plant such a big peach tree in the yard too?"

"Second sister, such a big peach tree will take a very, very long time to grow."

As soon as Song Jiaojiao finished speaking, she saw Mu Qing's bright eyes dim. She muttered softly, "Then can we take this tree home and plant it?"

Hearing Mu Xue's words, Song Jiaojiao couldn't help but stumble. This little girl really dared to say that. This is a characteristic of Nanshan Temple, how could she let you move it?

"But if you move it, other people won't be able to see it, and many people who come here specifically for it will probably leave disappointed."

Mu Xue pouted, looking like she was about to cry, as if she might burst into tears at the slightest provocation.

Song Jiaojiao patted her head and said, "Alright, let's go ask the abbot if they sell peaches here. If they do, we can get the seeds and grow new peach trees."

"But the new tree isn't as big as this one," Mu Xue said sullenly, gazing at the large tree in front of her.

“It’s not that big. You have to give the peach tree a chance to grow. Besides, it’s something you planted yourself. It’s different. No matter how good this tree is, it’s not something Second Sister planted herself.”

Song Jiaojiao patiently explained, and after thinking for a moment, Mu Xue decided that the tree she had planted herself had defeated the big tree.

"Okay, I also think it's better to plant it ourselves. We can come and see the big tree often in the future."

“Yes, that’s the right way to think. We’ll come and visit often.” Song Jiaojiao patted Mu Xue’s head. Children’s emotions come and go quickly. In no time, Mu Xue was happily running around again.

After playing for a while, the group realized it was getting late, so Song Jiaojiao suggested going back to the county.

The stalls at the foot of the mountain were still bustling with activity. There were many people leaving at this time, and each stall had a lot of customers. Since Song Jiaojiao was already there, she bought a lot of things that she couldn't find in the town. She even saw soapberry seeds here. She asked the stall owner and learned that most of them were from the surrounding area. The bracelet was something he picked on the mountain last year and made himself at home.