The treatment for the walnut tree is finished.
After chatting casually for a few more moments, Yu Shuai took his leave.
Jiang Tao courteously escorted him to the parking spot on the street and watched him get into his car.
"Taozi, was that Boss Yu from the Veteran Farm who just left?"
An elderly man, looking about 60, holding a large broom and wearing a reflective vest, walked up to Jiang Tao with a cheerful smile and started a conversation.
"Yes, it was him. Do you know Boss Yu, uncle?"
Jiang Tao smiled back and greeted the old man.
The old man was named Jiang Shuisheng and belonged to the same clan as Jiang Tao, being of the same generation as Jiang Tao's father.
"Of course I know him! I often go to his farm to do odd jobs."
"Boss Yu is quite nice, settles wages promptly, and even provides a free lunch at noon."
When mentioning Yu Shuai, Jiang Shuisheng didn't hold back his praise.
"Is that so? That's really nice."
