Passing through the peach forest, one can only marvel at the fiery red in front of them, as large pomegranates like red lanterns dangle from the branches, laden with heavy fruit. Sang Wan couldn't help but praise with a smile, "The soil and fruit here are truly excellent; these pomegranates are growing so well!"
"Madam! Young master!" Seeing them arrive, Cui Ling hurried over with a basket that held a dozen pomegranates, each as large as a fist, and red all over. She took one, wiped it on her clothing, and offered it to Sang Wan, "Madam, you must try this, it's really sweet!" Then she carried on chattering with a laugh, "But the fruits are not at their sweetest yet, wait until after a few frosts in October. By then, each pomegranate will be so red it seems as if they're dripping with blood, and that's when they are the sweetest and most delicious! Each and every pomegranate seed will be thoroughly red!"
