Farming is a technical job. It may seem simple www.biquge.info it doesn't seem like a lot, but it's not easy to plant a piece of land.

Chen Yuansheng and Li Bo talked for a long time, from soil to compost, from water conservancy to field management. Although Li Bo can't read a word, he knows these things very well.

Because the previous Chen Yuansheng was locked in the house every day to read and didn't care about this, he didn't have this kind of memory. Therefore, the current Chen Yuansheng has to understand these from the beginning.

It's not that the knowledge in the book is useless, but that you should fill your stomach before you use that knowledge.

People who starve to death have no other way to do anything else.

As for the soil, Lieber's method was to bring in other soil from other places and mix it with the red soil in the mountains.

Regarding fertilizer, the cottage has had a tradition of composting since its inception. Even if it is convenient for the people in the cottage, if they are not particularly urgent, they all go to the field.

Li Bo nodded his head, and Chen Yuansheng nodded frequently.

In the end, Chen Yuansheng gave the only suggestion, which was just to make a relatively large toilet and gather feces for unified fermentation. In this way, the utilization rate of manure is higher than that of directly pulling feces and urine in the field.

When it comes to water conservancy, it is difficult to solve. Chen Yuansheng had a picture of the terraced fields in his mind, but as soon as he said it, Li Bo said that it was unreliable.

The most obvious problem is the lack of water in the mountains. In this era, there was no electric pumping machine, and the water lifting tool with a similar effect was probably a water hose car.

However, not to mention that there are no reliable craftsmen in the cottage, even if there are reliable craftsmen, it is almost an impossible task to build a water hook that goes straight to the top of the mountain and runs perfectly.

There is no way now, it doesn't mean that there will be no way in the future, Chen Yuansheng listened to Li Bo's words and put the terrace plan aside.

Because, he thought, it seems that the premise of most of the terraces is that there are natural springs in the mountains. The hill where the cottage is located must have such favorable natural conditions. The mountain has long been gone.

Chen Yuansheng next, turned the cottage around. The task he set for himself today is to figure out what the people in the cottage are doing and what they are going to do. How to do it is the task of the next few days.

After finishing the things in the cottage first, the next step is to start inspecting the road to see where the road leads, where it needs to be repaired, and how much it costs.

It stands to reason that if you have a relatively mature small team, these things can be done in parallel, saving a lot of time.

It's a pity that where does Chen Yuansheng go to find so many people now, and the people in the cottage basically don't know how to read. To make them useful in these things, you must first teach them to write. Teaching the villagers to be able to read and write is even more difficult than building roads.

What can be done, after all, it is a step that cannot be saved. Could it be that in the end, all the management positions are still used by those who have studied poetry and books, or the family of officials for generations.

Don't be kidding, if you really do that, it is estimated that the life of the most ordinary farmers will not be easy.

Scholars and clerks will use language and knowledge to build a high wall and exploit those who can't climb the wall.

Less targeted, this is to take advantage of information asymmetry to obtain benefits.

Chen Yuansheng believes that there is no problem in obtaining a little benefit and making his life better. But if you take advantage of information asymmetry, let those who don't understand go bankrupt, and the family will be ruined.

Do you have to say, "You deserve it!" Who made you not understand? ”

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Game Planet

On July 29, 1982, the twentieth day after the end of the college entrance examination.

Qingtai Port, Shanqi Province, fell off the list for the rest of his life.

The shadows of the trees were mottled, and they screamed noisily.

The rest of his life leaned against the thick trunk of the old locust tree, slightly bored and looked at the carefree and frolicking children not far away. He was waiting for Chen Jinnan and was going to go with him to the customs warehouse.

Looking up from afar, the rest of his body is well-proportioned, and the dark blue overalls make him quite capable.

took a closer look, and saw his energetic appearance, fair face, regular facial features, and a handsome young man.

This dress, this temperament, this looks, take it out and want to kiss, even if there is no bicycle, there will be girls willing to marry him.

"Shengzi, you're here." Before Chen Jinnan's angry voice fell, a strong arm hooked Yu Sheng's shoulder.

"Well, here, not long after I got back from school." Yu Sheng replied.

"The college entrance examination results are out? How did you do in the exam, is it enough to go to college? Chen Jinnan asked.

"I didn't get in, I didn't report well, I reported a lot of mountains, and my score was only a few points past the junior college line."

"It's nothing if you can't pass the exam, isn't there next year, your father is the factory director, and it's different from those who smash pots and sell iron to study and take the exam, it's nothing if you don't get in the exam for a year."

Yu Sheng nodded, he was an only child, and his father was the director of Qingtai Machinery No. 3. For him, going to university is more of a dream than an urgent need. Even if he didn't pass the exam for a few years, he had a way out, and it was a big deal to go back to the factory as a worker under his father's arrangement.

Thinking of this, he asked Chen Jinnan beside him, "What dreams do you have?" ”

"Huh? Dreams, I want to think about it......" Chen Jinnante scratched his head honestly and replied. "I want to pass the assessment and become a third-level worker, I want to have a room in the factory, I want to marry a good-looking girl and have a big fat boy...... Well...... For now, these are a few dreams. ”

“……”

The rest of my life was speechless, it was really a realistic dream.

"What is your dream of having a child?" Chen Jinnan asked rhetorically.

"My dream...... It is to make our China rich and strong, standing among the nations of the world......" Yu Sheng replied.

His dream is great, and it is because of this that he took the college entrance examination to enter the university, and his grandfather told him that knowledge changes his fate. He believes that having knowledge can change not only the fate of an individual, but also the fate of a nation.

"I believe that having a child will be able to achieve my dreams. Okay, it's almost time, it's time to go, or it's too late. Chen Jinnan let go of Yu Sheng's shoulders and said.

"Well, you have to hurry up, or someone will pick up all the good things. I got a cup last year, and this year I'm hoping to get a little radio. Yu Sheng hurriedly said.

The two of them continued to talk as they walked in the direction of the sea in the distance.

Today is the day when Qingtai Port Customs clears its inventory once a year.

After several years of reform and opening up, the number of mail sent to China through the port has been increasing. Most of them were delivered normally, while overdue customs duties and unidentified mail were piled up in the port's warehouses.

In order not to affect the normal operation of the port, these space-taking cargo mail will basically be cleaned once a year.

The mail that needs to be processed will be paid to the employees and their families at the port and customs at a very low price.

Chen Jinnan's mother worked in the port, and the rest of her life was stained with Chen Jinnan's light. in order to participate in this carnival-like "spoils" activity.

It is said that it is "sharing the spoils", but it is not true.

According to Chen Jinnan's fourth uncle, who traveled south and north, the way employees get mail is more like a gambling stone in Myanmar.

Parcels of mail are not allowed to be opened, one person chooses to leave, and the jade gold is happy to go, and it is full of stones and tatters, don't complain.

In fact, no one complains, it is a welfare, it is a cheap advantage, everyone is a pragmatist, no matter what happens, they can make the best use of it. If you open a cup to drink water, if you open a foreign language document, you can use it to wipe your butt even if you can't read it.

A middle-aged man in navy blue overalls, looking excited, his hand holding the knife trembled slightly, and cut the tape attached to the mail.

Slowly lift the box.

"Alas......", the middle-aged man patted his thigh, hung his head in frustration, and his face was gloomy. The skin of his face, which had been tense due to nervousness, also became loose with this sigh.

Yu Sheng leaned over and took a look, and what this middle-aged uncle opened was a good-looking stone.

It is pale yellow in color with a metallic sheen and appears to be a sample of some kind of ore.

Looks good but is useless.

For middle-aged people, this thing is less valuable than foreign language materials that can wipe their butts.

"Hello Uncle Li!"

Yu Sheng and Chen Jinnan said hello to Administrator Li, who was in charge of the warehouse, in unison.

"Good! Good! "Uncle Li's body is a little skinny. Some dirty and crumpled green security uniforms, not so too fit, looked empty. If he leaves Qingtai Port in this dress, someone will definitely treat him as a begging for food, not a storekeeper.

Administrator Li took the two tickets in Chen Jinnan's hand, drew a way with an oil pen, and said kindly, "Go in and pick up, pick some good things out this year." ”

"Hmmm! Uncle Li! The two of them replied sweetly, and under Uncle Li's smiling gaze, they burrowed into the sea of mail.

The warehouse is very tall but not empty, and mail packages of various sizes are neatly placed, and some places are a little messy, because someone has already picked them.

The rest of his life and the near south were separated, each looking for his own prey.

Yu Sheng took a small piece of mail, put it to his ear and shook it, judging what was in it according to the sound he heard and the weight he felt.

It looks like that, but it's not very accurate.

It seems that there is no small radio, and the rest of my life flipped through all the small emails, thinking with some disappointment.

Since you can't find the little radio you're looking for, just grab something.

After bending over and listening to the mail for the rest of his life, he stood up straight and looked out, and he decided which one had the edge of his eyes to choose.

Good! That's it! Lin Yan saw a medium-sized package and thought it was quite pleasing to the eye, so he chose this one.

This medium-sized mail package, although the volume is not very large, but it is very heavy, holding it to the door of the warehouse, Yu Sheng said to Uncle Li, "Just choose it." ”

The ticket was torn in half, and Uncle Li left half of it in the notebook as a stub, and the other half was returned to Yu Sheng, and at the same time handed him a knife.

The knife was old, covered in rust, and looked black. Yu Sheng held this non-sharp knife, as if using a saw, to cut the packaging of this mail.

When I lifted the lid of the cardboard box and saw the rest of my life inside, I felt that it was dark in front of me, because there was a stack of notebooks lying quietly inside.

Did I have two months of toilet paper? Yu Sheng felt that his luck this year was worse than last year, but last year was still a cup.

When the rest of his life tossed and opened the box, Chen Jinnan also chose the mail. The mail he selected, the small one, was particularly inconspicuous in his hand, and after going through the formalities at Uncle Li's place, he didn't use a knife, and directly tore open the package of the mail with brute force.

Yu Sheng leaned over to see that in the package that looked like it had been torn by a wild beast, there was an electronic watch with a pink wristband lying quietly.

"Kinnan, you've had a lot of luck this year. It's an electronic watch! Yu Sheng exclaimed.

Perhaps in a few years, low-quality electronic watches from Hong Kong will be spread all over the country's large and small shopping malls, and they will no longer be rare and high-end. But in 1982, electronic watches were still serious high-end goods. Take it out, the high-end seagull watch made in Tianjin is still expensive.

After being happy for Chen Jinnan, he began to worry about himself for the rest of his life, and he held on to some hopes, hoping that the notebook would be new and blank, so that he could still use it.

When he picked up the top book with great hope and opened the cover, he saw the characters, and the characters on it were Chinese characters, and he knew them all. It was written as "Video Game Notepad".

"Electron? Game? "The rest of my life felt a little confused.

He probably understood what it was, and the watch that came out of the near south was an electronic watch. He also understands games, and the children in the factory play games.

However, when it comes together, he doesn't understand, what is a video game? Is it playing a game on a digital watch?

Then connect it with the words "notepad" at the end. Could it be that the content recorded in this book is all about this "video game"?

Yu Sheng was originally a curious person, and he suddenly felt that his vision was quite good, and he opened this stack of interesting notes.

"Giving birth, have you finished reading it? It's too late to go home and see again. Chen Jinnan reminded.

There are more and more people coming to the warehouse, and the originally empty warehouse is a little crowded, and the two of them stay here, which is indeed a bit redundant.

"Oh, okay, go back and see." The rest of his life came back to his senses and said.

"Goodbye, Uncle Li." The two of them said goodbye to Administrator Li in unison and walked back in the direction of the factory.

He didn't rush home for the rest of his life, he sat under the old locust tree and flipped through the "video game notebook" to see what was written here.

The number of notebooks is large, the content is also rich, and there is something to say, even if you have not been exposed to video games for the rest of your life, you can understand what a video game is, and a vivid and accurate picture comes to mind.

Yu Sheng's hands rubbed the pages of the book, as if he were twisting a fictitious knob, and the black-and-white television at home, which only turned on at seven p.m. to watch the news, seemed to become a display screen for a video game. The spaceship on the TV moved around under his control, and it was a pleasure to shoot the shells.

As soon as the screen turns, the two-dimensional picture turns into three-dimensional, and the character he controls holds a gun in his hand and shoots monsters in the distance.

The three-dimensional expression of the flat screen gradually has a real sense of space, turning around to look around, the scenery changes accordingly, as if you are in reality.

……

When you're immersed in something, time always flies.

For the rest of my life, I watched the video game notebook and made up for it, and the time went from afternoon to evening, the sun was sinking in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun stained the slightly yellowed pages of the notebook gold.

"Son! Rest? Feed! Do you hear that? The crisp voice belongs to the girl in front of her for the rest of her life, she has two ponytails on her head, one left and one right, and is wearing small white floral clothes and pants, which looks rustic, and can't hide her temperament, a pair of big eyes that seem to be able to speak, showing that her whole person is extremely smart.

The girl frowned, staring at the stupid boy in front of her for the rest of her life, she screamed for a long time, but he didn't respond.

"Hey! Feed! The girl stretched out her hand and shook it a few times in front of the book and the rest of her life.

Yu Sheng, who saw a few fingers as tender as white onions, raised his head, looked directly into the girl's big eyes and said, "What's wrong with Sister Xue'er?" ”

The girl's name is Han Xue, the same age as Yu Sheng, a little older than a month, I've known each other since I was a child, and it's not much different to say that it's a childhood sweetheart.

"I'm in college!" Han Xue said in a small show-off tone.

"I didn't pass the exam, is Sister Xue'er coming to hit me?" The rest of my life joked.

"It's not because you have a high vision and apply for a good university, but my sister's score is less than yours, isn't it also because you were also admitted to Shanqi Normal School."

Han Xue counted the rest of his life, as if saying that he was so ambitious.

"Na, this is an invitation, put it away, and come to the college banquet when the time comes." She took out a brown paper envelope from the army-green canvas bag she was carrying and handed it to Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng closed the video game notebook, took it and replied, "Okay, I'll go that day." ”

"Then you continue to read, and I'll inform others." The teenage girl didn't have a proper shape, and she jumped and ran away.

The setting sun outlines the girl's lively back.

Looking at Han Xue's back, a smile appeared on Yu Sheng's face, and he was happy for her from the bottom of his heart.

In the 80s, there were many college entrance examination candidates, the acceptance rate was low, there were subsidies when they went to college, and there was a establishment after graduation.

Going to college in this era is really a glorious lintel, and it is worth writing about and treating guests to dinner.

This is especially true for Han Xue. She was the child of a martyr, and her father and the rest of her father were comrades-in-arms who died in the fighting in Vietnam.

After the war, his father transferred to the local government and parachuted into the Qingtai Machinery Factory as a factory director, and after settling down, he took Han Xue and her mother over.

In the summer, when it gets dark late, in the dim light, the children are still playing. They picked up the rim of the car that had been playing on the ground, and placed a row of bricks on the ground, counting different scores according to distance. Throw a car trap brick. A child has several chances, and whoever has the highest score in the end is the one who wins in the end.

Yu Sheng watched the children play games for a while, comparing what they played with video games, until it was dark and the children were scattered, and he walked home with a large stack of notebooks.

He didn't really want to go home, no matter how optimistic he was, it would be disgraceful not to be admitted to college after all.

Yu Tiecheng is the father of the rest of his life and the director of the Qingtai Machinery Factory. He sat on the bench, looking at the factory, smoking a smoky cigarette.

The light bulb on the head kept being hit by small flying insects, which came into contact with the hot bulb and roasted and landed in the basin below.

He was in a bad mood, not because his son failed the college entrance examination, but because the factory's efficiency was not good, and the products could not be sold.

After a few years of reform and opening up, the original system of on-demand production has changed, and now it is a market economy, and no one recognizes the things in the factory.

Except for the occasional bailout order from the city government, the plant is almost completely shut down.

Although the wages of the workers are barely 50%, the atmosphere in the factory is very bad. Many workers sleep during the day and take public materials in the factory at night to do private work. He can't say that the airborne factory director has any prestige, and this factory director is so aggrieved!

Not only that, the trade fair hosted by the province will be held in a few days, and the Municipal Bureau of Industry requires that products that can be exported to earn foreign exchange must be created.

It's a matter up and down, it's really difficult to be a place, and it's still easy to be a soldier. He remembered his days in the army.

Yu Tiecheng threw the cigarette butt into the basin full of insect corpses and let out a long sigh.

When Yu Sheng came home, his father was sitting upright in his chair watching the news broadcast.

I didn't say hello to my father for the rest of my life, and when Yu Tiecheng watched the news broadcast, he was most annoyed by being disturbed. For the rest of his life, he won't be bored and touch his moldy head.

He tiptoed back to his room with the door closed softly. Sit at your desk, turn on the light in the green shade, and continue reading the video game notebook.

A majestic blueprint for the video game industry emerged before his eyes. He counted the zeros in the sales data and opened his mouth wide in surprise.

He gradually understood that video games are a high-tech industry with a huge and complex field.

He gradually had the idea that video games seemed to be the thing that could make the Chinese nation stand tall among the nations of the world.

I'm going to make a video game! The thought popped into the mind for the rest of his life.

The rest of his life clenched his fists, and his whole body was full of blood. But before the heat was over, he was worried, he hadn't even touched the tube, and he didn't understand the operating principle of video game consoles, how to make video games.

After a short period of thought, he didn't give up on developing video games. If you can't become fat in one bite, you can start with a game console without an electronic one.

Yu Sheng thought about the games that the children played in the evening, and soon had such an idea.

Make a machine that you can hold in your hand, put two small pillars like toothpicks in it, put several small wooden rings, and finally fill it with water, and set up a device to disturb the flow of water. Let the water drive the wooden rings to move, and the object of the game is to make the wooden rings all over the pillars.

It didn't take long for a sketch of what a water-powered console would look like.

Come on! Once you have the mockup, you're done.

Yu Sheng left the house and went downstairs and walked towards the factory.

There are no street lights in the factory area, and the night sky is very clear, and under the light of the stars and the moonlight, you can see the road under your feet.

Frogs croaked in the rice fields in the distance, and the closer Yu Sheng walked to the factory, the more he could hear the busy sound hidden under the frogs.

Sideways through the half-hidden door of the factory, there were several lights on.

Under the lights, more than a dozen people are busy on different machine tools.

"Shengzi, why are you here!" Chen Jinnan was surprised when he saw Yu Sheng.

Time seemed to stop, the noise of processing came to an abrupt halt, and everyone stopped in unison and looked at the rest of their lives in amazement.

After all, he is the son of the factory director, and his identity is more sensitive.

For the rest of his life, he felt a little embarrassed to be watched by so many people, he scratched his head and said, "I'll just make a game console, you guys are busy." (To be continued.) )