Time flies, more than two months have passed, and Xiao Mubai has gradually adapted to this novel but dull rural life, and adapted to the simplicity of the villagers here. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The place is tropical, and rice can be grown for two crops. By June, the villagers had begun to pack up their farming tools and prepare for the cultivation of the second crop of rice. Xiao Mubai also reclaimed two acres of wasteland in front of his house in a timely manner, and what he was going to try to plant was a new type of rice. This kind of rice is exchanged by Xiao Mubai from the synthesis machine, with a short growth cycle, drought tolerance and disease resistance, large ears and long grains, high yield, the average yield per mu can reach more than 400 kilograms, and the high-yield field can even be as high as more than 600 kilograms.

On this day, Xiao Mubai took Chen Chuan and Ding Qiang, two bodyguards, to the old village chief's house under the leadership of Zhao Gouzi. To be precise, the dog should no longer be a dog now, it should be called Zhao Mingjie, Xiao Mubai thought that the name Zhao Gouzi was ugly, so he gave him an official name, called Zhao Mingjie. This made the dog happy, his parents were uneducated people, and he died early in the famine years, and he couldn't give him a proper name, and the people in the village also barked at the dog, and slowly it became a habit.

Seeing the old village chief enjoying the cool under the tree at the door, Xiao Mubai walked over and bowed, he was very respectful to the old village chief, the elder of the village.

"Village chief, you say, how much grain can be harvested from a newly opened field like mine?" Xiao Mubai took out the cigarette on his body, distributed one and asked. Men are numb, and smoking a cigarette can bring the relationship a lot closer.

"Not much, because of the lack of fat, a new field like this can collect 200 catties is good." After carefully lighting the cigarette, the old village chief said after tasting two sips.

"In this way, that's a little less, so how much can you harvest if you have enough fertilizer?"

"300 pounds." The old village chief slowly calculated in his heart, and then replied.

"That's a little less." Xiao Mubai did not understand the knowledge of agriculture, but he knew that before liberation and even in later generations, the world's average mu yield was only 200 kilograms, and it was not until Yuan Longping, the father of hybrid rice, that the mu yield was increased to more than 400 kilograms, which not only solved the problem of eating that had plagued Chinese for thousands of years, but also established China's world-class leading position in rice research in one fell swoop.

After asking the old village chief a lot of technical questions about the production process, Xiao Mubai had some bottom in his heart. So he said: "Old village chief, I can buy some new rice seeds, the yield per mu can reach at least 400 kilograms or more, I can rent this batch of rice seeds to the villagers in the village, and I will only receive 20% interest at the end of the year." As for fertilizer, I plan to invest in building a fertilizer factory in the village, which can be built in about half a month to ensure that it is enough to supply our Zhaojia Village. What do you think of it? ”

The old village chief widened his eyes, the yield per mu is at least 400 kilograms? This baby braggs, right? As for the interest of 20%, the old village chief directly ignored it, compared with the 60% of the old lady Guo's family, 20% is a fart. I was stunned for a long time before I said: "Don't brag to me, you baby, I have been planting land for more than 40 years, how can I have a yield of 400 kilograms of rice per mu." ”

Looking at the old village chief Zhao Maocai's obvious idiot eyes, Xiao Mubai smiled bitterly and explained: "Old village chief, how dare I deceive your old man, this is a new type of rice seed researched by foreign agricultural research institutions, and there is no such rice seed in our country in the Qing Dynasty." ”

After explaining for a long time, after repeatedly confirming that the situation was true, the old village chief nodded in understanding and smiled. With a yield of 400 kilograms per mu, Zhao Maocai felt that without 400 kilograms, even if the yield per mu reached 300 kilograms, the people in the village would no longer have to starve. In this world, as long as you can eat enough, how many people dream of it! Zhao Laocun instantly felt that there was hope for the future. Staring at Xiao Mubai, Zhao Maocai became more and more satisfied, and at the same time, he was glad that he had taken in this baby in the first place. After discussing with Xiao Mubai, the old village chief discussed with the villagers.

On the threshing floor, after Zhao Maocai gathered all the families in the village here, he told Xiao Mubai's words to everyone as they were. After hearing the news, it was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and the villagers immediately blew up their nests, after all, they felt that this was too unreliable and unreal. The rice with a yield of 400 kilograms per mu has never been heard of, and I dare not think about it, it is really unheard of.

"Uncle Maocai, it's really fake, you don't always talk big about us, right?"

"You are a second baby of a dog day, that's how Xiao Xiucai told me about home, I've lived for most of my life, can I still use your offspring baby?" Zhao Maocai's eyes widened and he shouted angrily.

At this time, someone shouted: "I can't say for sure, after all, Brother Ren Xiao came back from overseas, and his ability is great." ”

"That's it, my baby still knows a lot of words with Brother Xiao," someone chimed in.

"How can there be such a high yield of rice, don't really fool us, right?" It was a voice with obvious skepticism.

Looking at the obviously suspicious eyes of most people, Zhao Maocai said again: "Fellow villagers, Xiao Xiucai also said that he wants to set up a fertilizer factory in our village, which is a factory specializing in the production of fertilizer applied to the fields. The things produced will also be used for the crops of the villagers for free in the future. ”

For a while, the surrounding villagers were stunned by this new news. Not to mention a small factory, there is no handicraft workshop, today it is considered to be a foreign meat, and good things are one after another. As the saying goes, the hand that takes people is short, and the cannibalism is the shortest. Now many people are beginning to hesitate, anyway, this year is not good, or try new rice seeds, in case the real yield per mu is 400 kilograms, then wouldn't it be a good life in the future? Even if it doesn't reach such a high yield per mu, it won't be a grain without harvest? The situation can't get any worse. This is the idea of people who tend to try to breed. Forget it, it's a big deal that we don't need his chemical fertilizer, who knows how his new rice seeds will be, otherwise there will be no harvest at that time, and the whole family will drink the northwest wind. This is the idea of a conservative person.

In the end, those who were willing to try planting went to Zhao Maocai to register. In the evening, Zhao Maocai came to Xiao Mubai's house and told the results of the day's discussion, only half of the families were willing to try to plant new rice, and most of them still didn't believe it and were unwilling to try. In this regard, Xiao Mubai is helpless, everyone has their own ambitions, and they can't force it, after all, they can't hold a gun to other people's heads and force others to try to plant their own rice seeds, right? If that's the case, you don't have to mess around in the village. After telling the old village chief that the rice seeds would be delivered in half a month, Zhao Maocai went back.

The next day, Xiao Mubai asked Guo Jin and Wen Xu to go to the county seat and exchanged 100 kilograms of gold for silver. At the same time, Cao Ren also asked Cao Ren to find someone to start building a fertilizer factory, the machinery and equipment are ready-made to exchange from the synthesis machine, and wait for Guo Jin to install and produce as soon as they come back, after all, what should be covered up is still to be covered, anyway, Guo Jin and they went to the county seat, which can just be pushed on them. For these villagers who have never seen the world, all that is missing is a reasonable excuse.

The hot and humid weather made Xiao Mubai feel irritable, and he began to miss the air conditioner of later generations. Imagining that he could stay in the office blowing the air conditioner and drinking cold sour plum soup, Xiao Mubai couldn't help but scold Nimi's alien guy. However, people may have run away many light years away by this time. Scolding and scolding, or think about the future, as soon as Guo Jin's money arrives, he will start to start a big development, and invest in the construction of a cigarette factory economically, which can not only make a profit but also solve the problem of smoking, as well as soap factories and canning factories, according to local conditions, there is no shortage of raw materials such as tobacco leaves and fruits in this place. At the same time, a small hydropower station should be built, and Yunnan's hydropower resources are quite abundant, especially in this kind of area at the junction of Yunnan and Guangxi. Then you can build up the security team's own armed forces under the name of setting up a factory. The bravery of the Yunnan people is famous, and the harsh living environment has created a ruthless and aggressive folk style, think of the Dian army in the later Republic of China............

This beautiful scene gradually began to take shape in Xiao Mubai's mind.