Dragon fruit may not bring great wealth, but Zhaoru believes it will bring a good life

Zhaoru is a farmer I really like. He is young, and what he shows is immense confidence and a generous bearing. We are nourished by him.

I remember the first time I went to Wandan, Pingtung to find Zhaoru. The car had just gotten off the Pingtung interchange when I received one call after another from him, repeatedly confirming where we were. When the car pulled up to his door, he was already waiting at the entrance on his motorcycle, not wanting to waste a second of our time. He was ready to take us to see the orchard, and then hurry to a restaurant before 12 to eat lunch, afraid we would go hungry. The gentle, generous warmth of Taiwanese people...

Zhaoru was born in the 66th year of the Republic of China calendar, and has been back farming for 9 years. His specialty is rice seedling cultivation, and he also grows bananas and dragon fruit outstandingly well. My connection with him began last year when I ate dragon fruit he had grown: 'Damn! So delicious. How on earth did he grow that floral fragrance? Who is this guy? I want to dig you out.' After waiting a year, this year I met him in person for the first time, and I think we will meet often from now on.

Zhaoru is one of the examples often mentioned in financial magazines of someone giving up a million-yuan annual salary to return home to farm. Nine years ago, he was a customer service manager at a listed technology company. He said getting home at 10 p.m. was a company blessing, and there were also times when he got home at 6 a.m., took a shower, and immediately went out again. The daily cycle of sleeping and working left him confused. At that time, his twins had just been born, and sometimes his wife would call him angrily after 12 midnight: The baby keeps crying and won't sleep, what should I do?

One day, he asked himself whether he wanted to live this kind of life for the rest of his life. Later, he gave up a million-yuan annual salary and went home to farm.