Fang Cheng was one of the earliest employees of the Danube Mountain Plantation Base.

During the period when he worked in the Danube Mountain Planting Base, he was at ease, and he was discharged from the army for two years, and he had the most comfortable time. The working environment is simple, and the colleagues are all veterans, although everyone does not say that they are all of the same heart, but when it comes to others, at least they have the same temper, and there is no dirty thing to fight.

His job is to take care of the giant mountain pitcher plant.

In addition to the most basic watering and fertilization, they also collect the leaves and colorful wine bottle cages of the giant mountain pitcher plant.

On the premise of not affecting the growth of pitcher plants in giant mountainous areas, every once in a while, the old leaves of these pitcher plants will be cut off, and then Fang Cheng will pack these leaf cages into boxes, refrigerate them, and send them to the address given to him by courier.

Sometimes it's Jingcheng, sometimes it's Qinghe.

Because the Danube planting base is far away from the city, not to mention ordinary couriers, even the postal couriers managed by the state will not arrive here.

Therefore, every time he sent a parcel or picked up a package, he had to drive to the nearest village and town to the Danube planting base.

On this day, he received a notice from Zhou Mingjiao, the person in charge of the base, to go to Heli Town, the closest town to Danube Mountain, to pick up a courier sent by Mr. Lin.

drove the truck in the base to Heli Town, and came to a Fengshun express point in Heli Town, greeted the familiar store brother, and unloaded the three refrigerated foam boxes packed from the car.

In the foam box, there are pitcher plant leaves to be sent to Mr. Lin.

He also took over a larger number of parcels from his younger brother.

These parcel cartons are divided into two piles.

A bunch of receiving addresses are written about the Danube Mountain Planting Base.

Another bunch of addresses was written about the military garrison next door to them.

He was kind of a stopper, and brought it to the soldier buddies next door.

In this pile of couriers, Fang Cheng specially found a cardboard box sent from Qinghe City, which was not placed in the carriage, but was carried with him, and he was also placed at his feet while driving.

The package is not big, but it is heavy, weighing about seven or eight catties, and it was sent by Mr. Lin, the investor of the base.

Mr. Cilin sent them a package, which was the seeds of vegetables in the vegetable field, and Fang Cheng came to pick them up. But he knew that the packet of seeds had allowed them to develop a large vegetable garden, and those seeds had not been used up yet.

I don't know what I sent this time.

Fang Cheng picked up the package and did not return to the base.

He took out a list from his pocket, found a small comprehensive supermarket in Heli Town, checked the list, and purchased daily necessities in large quantities.

Living in the Danube Mountain base, vegetables do not need money, fruits do not need money, and they can go to sea to catch some seafood from time to time, so they basically have no expenses.

In addition to buying these daily necessities, most of them have accumulated a good salary. Those who have families send them to their wives and children, and bachelors save them to marry their daughters-in-law.

When I came out, the cargo car, where only three boxes were placed, was suddenly occupied by a pile of daily necessities such as couriers, toilet paper, shampoo, and soap.

Only then did Fang Cheng drive steadily, return to the base, and first hand over Lin Zeng's package to Zhou Mingjiao, and then dispose of the other items in the car.

In Zhou Mingjiao's mobile phone, Lin Zeng gave him a task.

He opened the package and split the contents in two.

The larger one is packed in neatly packed plastic bags, and inside are particles of different colors. Zhou Mingjiao took a look and knew that it was the seeds of all kinds of vegetables and fruits. In his office cabinet, there are still a batch of seeds that have not been planted!

I think Lin Zeng was worried that there were not enough vegetables in the vegetable garden of their base, so he sent them again.

The other one, only a handful of golden seeds, shaped like a small shuttle, was exactly the task that Lin Zeng had ordered this time.

Zhou Mingjiao looked at this seed incomprehensibly, shook his head, and opened a copy of the book in the computer.

Tropical Seawater Rice Cultivation Technology

He printed this information into words, and then compared the method of the words, meticulously operated.

The seeds are soaked in seawater for a day and then cultivated in containers with a depth of more than fifty centimeters.

It sprouts in two days, elongates in five days, and can be planted in the sea in seven days.

The seedlings cultivated by seawater rice are evenly scattered in the seawater without any fixation, and they are not carried away by the current.

When Zhou Mingjiao planted the tropical seawater rice that Lin had given him, he didn't tell anyone else.

He felt that this matter was too unreliable.

From ancient times to the present, who would have planted plants in the sea?

The seawater mentioned here is not the kind of coastal tidal flat saline-alkali land, nor is it a beach at the junction of sea and land, but a real seawater field.

These so-called "tropical seawater rice" seedlings are thrown into the sea without the support of terrestrial soil, without roots and sources, and drift with the tide.

In the water, not to mention nutrients and the like, just say that this small seedling is thrown into the vast sea water, and it will not take a few minutes to be pushed around by the waves, where can it be found.

I really don't know who Mr. Lin has been deceived, and he will whimsically toss and plant what seawater rice.

Zhou Mingjiao muttered in his heart, but his habit as a soldier made him still follow Lin Zeng's information without mistake to find a place near the Danube Mountain to plant these so-called "tropical seawater rice".

went to the station next door and borrowed a small boat, Zhou Mingjiao didn't say anything, he went to sea to plant rice.

Tropical seawater rice seedlings are evenly scattered on the surface of the sea. Probably when Zhou Mingjiao was in the army, his shooting level was very good, and these tender tropical seawater rice seedlings fell in the position of the sea, which was quite average.

Zhou Mingjiao counted these seedlings, a total of two hundred and seven.

After the planting was completed, Zhou Mingjiao stared at the rice seedlings rising and falling in the sea for more than ten minutes, and he was shocked to find that the boat he was riding was derailed by the waves, but no matter how the rice seedlings floated, they always guarded their own one-third of an acre of land, and almost did not move.

Even so, Zhou Mingjiao still found it hard to believe that rice could be grown in the sea.

If you can really grow rice, won't all the fishermen change their careers to become farmers?

In fact, whether Zhou Mingjiao believes it or not, it will not affect the vigorous growth of this batch of tropical seawater rice.

After planting seawater rice, Zhou Mingjiao went to the sea to check once every three or two days, and he saw with his own eyes that these seedlings, which were less than the thickness of chopsticks, grew white roots, and these long rice roots could be seen in the transparent seawater, swaying with the water waves.

For the first two weeks, the leaves of these rice are submerged in water, but as they grow larger and stronger, the young rice leaves emerge from the surface and sway in the sea breeze.

When he was planted for a month, Zhou Mingjiao, who was full of disbelief at the beginning, looked at this small piece of green sea rice field, like green waves, like a green carpet on the sea, rippling and undulating, and a very strong sense of joy and accomplishment arose in his heart.

His mood is exactly the same as the joy of his father when he was a child, standing by the ridge of the field, holding a hoe, and looking at the lush rice growing in the rice field.

Although the total area of his two hundred or so rice trees is less than ten square meters, which is less than a small corner of his own rice field back then, Zhou Mingjiao has a hunch that this blue sea water will soon be covered by this green and turn into an endless rice field with no end in sight.

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