"There is an old saying, it is called real people do not show their faces, they do not show their faces, I never expected that Mr. Cheng Zhiyuan, a great mathematician and professor who is well-known at home and abroad, actually dredged the waterways in the disaster area in person, who would believe that the truth is a model of morality and the style of the academic community!"

Early in the morning, Cheng Nuo did not rest after breakfast, so he rolled up his trouser legs and worked in the fields with the victims, seeing that it was about to be October, he hurriedly took advantage of this time to find a piece of land that had receded and planted winter wheat to alleviate the loss.

When he was in full swing, a group of people suddenly gathered from afar, and they came to this place quickly after being instructed by the victims, and praised Cheng Nuo one after another, wearing high hats one after another, for fear that others would not know the importance of Cheng Nuo in this person's mouth.

"Professor Cheng, if all the senior intellectuals were like you, with the country in mind and the people in their hearts, how could there be a hurdle in the world that we couldn't get over, and the Datong society that the sages said would have been realized long ago!"

Hearing someone shouting, seeing that this meant as if it was still said to himself, Cheng Nuo put down the farm work in his hand, turned around and wondered:

"I don't know who you are, gentleman? We don't seem to have seen each other."

"Oh, I was negligent, I should have reported myself first. Let me introduce myself, Yan Zhiyi, a student of Professor Cheng's friend Mr. Zhang Boling, and now serving as the director of the Zhili Provincial Department of Industry, asked Professor Cheng's name to come to visit him today." Yan Zhiyi was very polite, and gave up her hand as she spoke.

"I'm glad I will." Cheng Nuo's attitude was a little slower, but Qiu Laohu was still exerting his might, and after a while, the sweat on his face couldn't stop dripping, and after returning the salute, he wiped it on his face.

It's okay not to wipe it, but the mud on my arms is wiped evenly on my face, which looks a little funny.

Seeing this, Yan Zhiyi took out a handkerchief from his chest pocket, handed it to him and said politely: "Professor Cheng, the weather is so hot, I see that you are also sweating a lot, hurry up and wipe it."

Cheng Nuo didn't have the habit of using strangers' things, and waved his hand and said, "Thank you, sir, for your kindness, but because of the heat, it came out again after wiping it for a while, so there is no need to use this thing, besides, I am covered in dirt, and if I really use your handkerchief, I will have to scrap it when I go back."

However, the other party, as a director of the hall, came to visit in person, in addition to the respect for Cheng Nuo's identity on the surface, there must be some hidden feelings in it, there are many people, and it is really not suitable to talk about business in this field, so after thinking about it, he continued:

"I don't know what Mr. Yan is here this time?"

"Both for public and private." Yan Zhiyi smiled.

"It's okay, but this place is not suitable for talking about business, please Mr. Yan go to the grass pavilion over there and wait for me, I will go over after I finish dealing with the matter at hand." Cheng Nuo didn't directly ask what was going on, pointed out a direction, and let the other party go first.

"That's okay, Professor Cheng, you're busy here first, we're not in a hurry about the affairs over there, and we're not in a hurry when you're done dealing with it." Yan Zhiyi nodded with a smile, and after saying this, she left on her own with her entourage.

Cheng Nuo walked to the puddle not far away, squatted on the shore and washed up, and took advantage of this moment to start searching for the person's background in his mind.

As soon as the other party came to the door, he first introduced himself as Zhang Boling's student, and then said that Zhang Boling and Cheng Nuo were friends, and then said that it was the Zhili Provincial Department of Industry.

So it can be roughly inferred that this time is at least not a bad thing.

Historically, Yan Zhiyi was the second son of Mr. Yan Xiu, a famous man in Jinmen, who studied under Zhang Boling in his early years and later studied in Japan. After returning to China, he successively served as the director of the Tianjin Commodity Exhibition Institute, the director of the Ministry of Agriculture and Commerce of Zhili Province, the director of the Provincial Department of Industry, and the director of the Provincial Department of Education.

He is remembered by future generations because he organized the preparation of the Tianjin Museum and served as the first director, opening a precedent for the museum industry in Tianjin and even the whole country, and can be called the founder and pioneer of China's modern museum industry.

Sure enough, it was the same as Cheng Nuo thought, and when he finished washing and changed into relatively clean clothes, Yan Zhiyi said happily: "Let's talk about the public first, according to the national law, those who donate more than 2,000 yuan to 10,000 yuan are allowed to petition for special awards to medals by the superintendent.

Those who have received more than 100,000 yuan will be invited to be awarded special decorations or guaranteed awards, as well as various promotions and sections, so as to encourage and persuade them to be allowed

Kong Ji needs money, so I came here this time to reward Professor Cheng on behalf of the public."

Monk Cheng Nuozhang was puzzled: "Commendation, what commendation?"

Yan Zhiyi smiled and waved her hand behind her: "Take it."

Under Cheng Nuo's curious gaze, Yan Zhiyi's subordinates straightened up, took out a gift box and unfolded it, and there was a medal in it, with a golden octagonal shape, an unequal amount of light between the horns, and a golden rice diagram on a white background in the center of the circle, and a yellow and red-edged ribbon, which was worth a lot of money at a glance.

Then he handed over a letter of commendation, and in front of everyone, Yan Zhiyi recited it:

"The President of the Republic of China hereby confers on the President of the Academy of Sciences Cheng Nuo, the First Class Ribbon Baoguang Jiahe Medal, as a token of disaster relief, which was ordered on September 28, the sixth year of the Republic of China."

After that, he showed the commendation book to Cheng Nuo, with a "Great Presidential Seal" in the center, and a handwritten signature of the three characters "Feng Guozhang" in the book.

Cheng Nuo instantly understood what was going on, and said in his heart that it was no wonder why he hadn't seen Jiang Jiangzuo recently, and thought that he had already started to prepare for the work-study class in France, but he didn't expect to hold back his big move here, so he really wanted to call this guy over in person and ask him what he did in the middle and what he thought in his head.

The medal is very good, and the commendation is real, but in Cheng Nuo's eyes, this thing is a little hot to hold.

At present, although Feng Guozhang is nominally the president of the national government, in fact, this position is not stable at all.

Not to mention that the south in front did not recognize this leader and wanted to launch a war to protect the law, let's just say that Duan Qirui in Beijing also disagreed with Feng Guozhang, and the two factions fought against each other, which is known as the dispute between the new government and the court.

At this time, Cheng Nuo, a great scientist who has been wandering outside the political situation, suddenly accepted the kindness of one of them, it is difficult not to make people suspicious, and even induce unnecessary trouble.

Thinking of this, Cheng Nuo really wanted to refuse this thing.

Seeing the hesitation of the awardee, Yan Zhiyi thought that the other party was worried about something else, so she smiled and said, "Professor Cheng, you can accept it with peace of mind, Wu Zhixuan, the director of Hai Zhen Huatang, was rewarded with a plaque from the National Police Department for organizing a huge amount of money for disaster relief.

Bian Yinchang, president of the Tianjin Chamber of Commerce, was also awarded the second-class Grand Ribbon Jiahe Medal for his outstanding performance in flood relief. However, you can be awarded the first-class Grand Ribbon Treasure Glory Golden Harvest Medal, and you are the first of them, and you are the envy of others."

Cheng Nuoxin said, if you want it, just take it, he just wants to develop with peace of mind, and he doesn't want to be a target for people to fight.

However, these thoughts can only be thought about, and refusing directly is tantamount to slapping the face on the spot, and putting yourself in danger.

"I didn't expect that one day, it would be my honor to be awarded the same medal as Mr. Zhang Jian." Cheng Nuo changed his smiling face and said with emotion: "It's just that this credit is not mine, but everyone's, and I, Cheng Someone, deserve it."

Yan Zhiyi's eyebrows rose and she smiled, "We have also thought of this, and we are also ready."

After speaking, he clapped his hands again, and several subordinates walked over with a plaque, lifted the red cloth on it, and wrote the four big words "The House of Doing Good".

"Professor Cheng, you see, after hearing about the deeds of the Academy of Sciences, we were very moved and said that we would like to praise you for the calligraphy in person, but unfortunately Cao *** was busy with official business and couldn't leave for a while, so he specially asked me to send it to express his apology."

The other party said so, but Cheng Nuo actually didn't think so.

Cao Kun is busy with official business, he clearly doesn't want to use his hand to send Feng Guozhang's medal out, and now he is sitting and watching the dispute between the palace and the court, no one is biased, no one is offended, and he wants to reap the benefits of the fisherman in the future.

Duan Qirui tempted him with his power, so he attached a paragraph.

Feng Guozhang called for direct union to resist the expansion of Anhui forces, and he attached himself to Feng.

Considering that Cheng Nuo was under his jurisdiction, it was impossible to say that he would not come forward to commend him, so he took advantage of his subordinates' proposal to reward the Academy of Sciences in the capacity of the provincial government.

After figuring out what was going on, Cheng Nuo didn't hesitate too much and accepted the plaque.

"Mr. Yan, please

To convey a word, that is, on behalf of my colleagues in the Academy of Sciences, I would like to express my gratitude to Cao ***, and I will definitely visit me another day."

Yan Zhiyi said happily: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, I will definitely convey Professor Cheng's words back completely."

Immediately after that, the two chatted a little more, and the relationship between the two quietly became closer.

Dividing his subordinates, Yan Zhiyi smiled and said, "When my father came back from Shanghai, he was very close to Professor Cheng, and always said in front of me that young people should learn from Professor Cheng, but unfortunately the talents are different, and it is difficult for me to catch up."

Cheng Nuo smiled and shook his head: "Ling Zun and I are both members of the China Vocational Education Society, and we both wanted to make our due contribution to our country's vocational education in various fields, learn from each other and make progress with each other, and even more so between you and me.

"At least in mathematics, there is no one in China who can teach him right for the time being." Yan Zhiyi complimented.

"I can't say too much, the ancients often said that there is a precedence in hearing and learning, and there is a specialization in art, and I just have one more opportunity to study abroad than ordinary people, and I have achieved some small results." Cheng Nuo waved his hand modestly: "It's a bit ashamed to think about it, I've been busy with mundane things lately, and the time spent on academics is far from enough."

Yan Zhiyi pursed her lips and said, "Life is also a way of learning, besides, the professor is making rapid progress in industry, I happen to have some personal matters and need Professor Cheng's help, I don't know if you agree?"

Bringing a pot of cold mung bean soup, Cheng Nuo poured a bowl for the other party and said, "You might as well talk about it, as long as it doesn't violate my personal bottom line, if you can help me, you will definitely help."

"Thank you." Yan Zhiyi bowed down and thanked him, and then said: "Actually, it's not entirely a private matter, the victims need a lot of seeds right now, according to the practice of previous years, we all buy seeds from foreign businessmen, and then lend them to farmers, the procedures are cumbersome, and when the things are shipped, the time for sowing has been delayed.

I just heard that there is a gentleman named Guo Shouchun in your hospital, who has localized wheat seeds this year, and the growth is good, and the harvest is also good. I'm wondering if we can work with the Industry Agency to see if we can spread this technology."

[In view of the general environment,

Cheng Nuo didn't rush to agree, and after taking a sip of mung bean soup, he said, "Although the growth in the first year is good, this is spring wheat after all, and if it is used as winter wheat, there will be potential risks."

Yan Zhiyi glanced at her mung bean soup, swallowed and foamed at the mouth and said, "But if you don't promote such a high-yield seed on a large scale, it will inevitably be a bit of a tyrannical thing.

In terms of risks, there is public endorsement, as long as the Academy of Sciences provides seeds on time and in quantity, you don't have to worry about the rest of the risks."

"I put licorice in the mung bean soup, which is good for water swelling and quenching thirst, so Mr. Yan can drink it with confidence." Cheng Nuo pushed the kettle with mung bean soup over and said with a smile: "Actually, the seed problem that Mr. Yan said has been promoted by our Academy of Sciences, but the new technology must have a certain adaptation period.

If the victims who have been harmed twice survive and the Great Wall of trust is destroyed, it will be difficult to rebuild it."

Yan Zhiyi hesitated again and again, and couldn't help asking, "Is it really impossible to promote it on a large scale now?"

Cheng Nuo pondered for a moment and said in a softened tone: "It is not realistic to promote it on a large scale, but we can take this opportunity to set up some experimental fields at various grassroots levels across the province to plant these improved seeds. If there is a good harvest, we don't need to promote it in the coming year, and the people will naturally choose it.

If the harvest is not paid, then these losses are still within the controllable range, and we can accept them. With the government's guarantee, the landlords are willing to cooperate and lend their land, and in doing so, the interests of the peasants and landlords have been guaranteed, the productive capacity of the disaster-stricken areas has been effectively restored, and social stability has been maintained."

Although the result is not the same as expected, there are still some gains in the end.

Yan Zhiyi put forward in one breath

After drinking the mung bean soup, I suddenly felt refreshed, and the hot feeling around my brain was swept away.

"Okay, let's do what Professor Cheng says, and I'll prepare well when I go back."

Cheng Nuo nodded, and then reminded: "Soil erosion and disrepair of water conservancy facilities are the direct causes of this flood, Mr. Yan must raise his awareness of protecting vegetation when he goes back, otherwise no matter how high the crop harvest is, all the fish will be fed when the flood comes."

Yan Zhiyi said seriously: "I wonder if Professor Cheng has a specific solution?"

Cheng Nuo replied: "The northwest of the upper reaches of the Haihe River is planted with dense forests, and the roots and stems of trees penetrate deep into the soil, which can not only strengthen the embankment, but also fill the fallen leaves in the cracks of the forest, so that the river will not fall suddenly, floods can be avoided, and the rivers and lakes will not dry up all year round."

Yan Zhiyi nodded: "Okay, I'll arrange for my subordinates to do this together for disaster relief when I go back."

Cheng Nuo smiled: "However, it is obviously not feasible to plant trees on a large scale in the current season, and it is more appropriate to do these things during the Qingming Festival next year. In order to remind the public of the importance of this aspect, I think it is possible to set up an Arbor Day to plant trees at this time."

Yan Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, then assessed the feasibility of this matter in her heart, and found that it was very reliable, so she simply said neatly: "Okay, let's set up an Arbor Day.

I can't control other places, I can still speak three points in Zhili, and I must not let this Haihe River rage again!"