The breeze brought a faint floral scent.
Su Ziyu strolled along a winding path, with farmland on both sides of the road. On the right, various mushrooms were being grown, the tallest reaching over twenty centimeters, with a grayish-brown color resembling king oyster mushrooms he had eaten before. On the left, there were fields of sunflowers, all tall and robust, over a meter high, a variety unfamiliar to him.
Low fruit trees lined the path, the tallest only reaching two to three meters, bearing bright red fruits unknown to Su Ziyu, which he could easily pick.
"Hmm?"
"Look over there! There's a foreigner!"
"Wow! He's so tall!"
