"The big chief, the little chief, all wear nylon pants, the left butt is Japanese, the right butt is made, and the front is the golden land."

"Nylon pants, trembling slightly, fluttering, the crowd is so angry, not the chief but also someone shouting the chief."

"Two fertilizer pockets are put together into a pair of nylon pants, dyed black and blue, but there are no of our villagers."

“……”

It has been a while since the Zhonghua brand "Golden Land" was put into the market, and in order to actually investigate the use of chemical fertilizers in rural areas, Cheng Nuo took Jiang Jiangzuo and others, dressed in disguise, and went deep into the fields to inspect the situation.

I didn't expect that the more I ran to the grassroots level, the richer the atmosphere I felt.

Cheng Nuo himself is fine, but Jiang Jiang Zuo, who has been living in the town, is an eye-opener.

Especially after hearing a few smooth words about chemical fertilizers, his head was full of question marks, like a curious baby, chasing Cheng Nuo and asking endlessly.

"Zhiyuan, why do you say that they say this, it seems to be quite popular, but I think it's a little weird."

"Yes, it seems that it is not our chemical fertilizers that are popular, but our golden land packaging."

"That's right, I also found out along the way, several villagers who look like they have identities are wearing clothes that have been restructured from our golden land packaging, especially the pants, the style looks quite novel, right......?"

Looking at Jiang Jiang's stumbling appearance, Cheng Nuo couldn't help but be curious: "What's the matter, the color scheme is exaggerated, and the dress is a bit nondescript?" Or something else. ”

"No, no, isn't it written on our outer packaging that the nitrogen content is greater than or equal to 25%, and it's usually nothing." Jiang Jiang swallowed his saliva and whispered: "After changing to pants, the number is just printed on the crotch, the content is 25%, isn't it ......?"

Before he finished speaking, several people laughed one after another.

Originally, Cheng Nuo and the others looked relatively thin and tender, although they were dressed in disguise, as long as they looked carefully, they could still see the clues.

Now these people suddenly laughed "inexplicably", which instantly attracted the attention of the villagers, and their eyes were faintly hostile, and slowly began to gather.

All this was noticed by Cheng Nuo, and he hurriedly gestured to everyone to stop laughing, and then quickly took the lead to leave.

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After leaving the sight of these villagers, Jiang Jiang said in his left heart: "You say, if we go one step later, will those villagers directly hit us with bricks?" ”

Liang Qichao Among these people, although he is relatively old, his physical fitness is second only to Cheng Nuo, while patting Jiang Jiangzuo's back to make him breathe more comfortable, and on the other hand, he laughed: "Lifu, you can't do this, why is your body not as good as me at a young age."

As a person who has come over, I advise you to spend less time on those numbers, go out to exercise more, and combine work and rest, so that the road behind will be smoother and smoother. ”

Jiang Jiangzuo said humbly: "Ren Gong is right, I will definitely exercise more in the future." ”

Cheng Nuo said with a smile: "Having said that, let's not think of it as a disaster, if we wait a little longer, there are more villagers, maybe something bad will happen, and we must be cautious in our words and deeds in the next journey." ”

And they agreed.

In the later investigation, to Cheng Nuo's disappointment, except for the village just now, because it was relatively close to the chemical plant, it was more affected, so the usage rate was relatively high.

But the farther away we went, the frequencies of chemical fertilisers became less and less frequent, almost none, until Cheng Nuo arrived in a village called Chen Caipu, and found that things had improved a little.

"Fellow, how is this year's harvest, can you eat your stomach?" Cheng Nuo took off his shoes, rolled up his trouser legs and sleeves at the same time, carried the cloth shoes with both hands, stepped on the ridge with his bare feet, and smiled with a smile on his face: "I think these crops are growing well, and they should be able to harvest a bumper harvest this year." ”

"It's okay, anyway, if you don't die of hunger, you can usually add a few more dry meals." After hearing the greeting, the old man who was bending down to pull weeds in the rice field straightened his waist again, wiped the sweat stains on his face, and asked in confusion after seeing the comer: "How many of you are?" ”

"Oh, fellow countryman, we set up an agricultural technology station, come down to the grassroots level to see the situation of our farmers, and help everyone increase production and income." Cheng Nuo put aside the shoes in his hand, and stepped on the mud to help the old man pull the weeds.

Unexpectedly, the old man looked cautious, and hurriedly stopped him: "Don't don't, your body is expensive, don't go into the water, it's all 'sycophants', specializing in sucking people's blood, we countrymen have rough skin and thick flesh, but you city people can't do it, you will suffer from this thing." ”

Cheng Nuo put on the straw hat behind his back, waved his hand and said: "It's okay, I was also born with mud legs, I didn't cut pigweed when I was a child, and I am also a good hand at farm work." ”

After hearing this, the old man not only didn't like it, but after seeing Cheng Nuozhen doing his work, he said urgently: "Hey young, I'll just say it, Housheng, don't look at this rice growing well, but in fact, our whole family is counting on this one-third of an acre to live, and we really can't raise taxes anymore, we will die!" ”

Cheng Nuo was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that the old man was treating them as public tax collectors, thinking that Fa'er was selling miserably, just to pay less tax.

Thinking of this, Cheng Nuo couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart, threw the weeds he had just picked up in his hand on the ridge, and said seriously: "Fellow countryman, don't worry, we people are here, we really don't want to ask you for money, but to help you earn money." ”

Liang Qichao, who was taking off his shoes, also said on the side: "Yes, fellow, you have worked hard for a year to earn these two small money, and it is difficult to even have food and clothing, how can we come to scavenge some from you again, it is not appropriate to be reasonable, and it is difficult for us to be at ease in our conscience." ”

On the ridge, Jiang Jiangzuo, who was busy sorting out the weeds, added: "That's the truth, in fact, to put it bluntly, this crop money is all given to us, and we can't look down on it, so it's better for us to think about ideas from other ways." ”

Under the gossip, the doubts in the old man's eyes were gradually dispelled, and he began to gradually open his heart.

From the growth of children, to the marriage event, to the fact that a certain buffalo in the village gave birth to two calves, they all talked about it.

During this period, Cheng Nuo was not patronizing the information in the hall, but was also busy helping with farm work in the middle.

Originally, Jiang Jiangzuo also wanted to go into the water to pull weeds, but he was a real city man, and he had never been in contact with this kind of farming before.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Cheng Nuo hurriedly stepped forward to help.

But the water was no better than the ground, there was mud everywhere, and it was very difficult to walk.

When Cheng Nuo rushed over, Jiang Jiangzuo had already fallen in the rice field.

"Lifu, are you alright?" Cheng Nuo said with concern.

"It's okay, it's okay, I don't have this diamond, I want to take over this porcelain work, so that everyone can see the effect." Jiang Jiangzuo struggled to get up, but unfortunately his feet were unstable and he couldn't stand up, and finally Liang Qichao, who was a little closer to him, reached out to help, which allowed him to stand up.

However, after he stood up, the first thing he did was not to see how he had fallen and whether there was any problem with the fall, but to look at the crops that he had overwhelmed, and said with some distress: "Alas, I don't know if these crops can survive after I do this." ”

The old man who rushed over saw the crops on the ground, and he didn't feel very painful, and said generously: "It's okay, as long as there are no problems, you young people have soft bones and can withstand tossing. ”

"But the responsibility is still ours, and it can't just be settled." Cheng Nuo squatted down, looked at the crops carefully, and found that some of them were directly crushed by the waist, obviously there was no possibility of continuing production, after thinking about it for a while, Cheng Nuo said seriously: "Fellow, do you think this is okay, we have contracted this acre of land." ”

"Contracting? How can this work......" The old man was a little anxious.

"Fellow, you listen to me first." Cheng Nuo spoke softly and comforted: "I mean, our agricultural technology station has contracted this acre of land, and in addition to giving you the contract fee, all the harvest of this acre of land still belongs to you." ”

The old man immediately widened his eyes and said in disbelief: "No, aren't you all suffering, if you don't succeed, we can't do this kind of bad thing." ”

Cheng Nuo smiled: "Also, you have to pay more attention to this acre of land, such as introducing us to the local weather conditions, soil conditions, etc., these things are valuable, and we are equivalent to each other." ”

The old man's head shook like a rattle: "No, even if it is so, you will suffer, besides, I have planted crops all my life, and I dare not say that I can farm." It's not that I underestimate you, young people can't endure the hardships of farming, and they can't farm. ”

Cheng Nuo looked back at Jiang Jiang Zuo and glanced at him.

Jiang Jiangzuo instantly understood and said with a smile: "Fellow, when it comes to ancient farming, we are definitely not as good as you, but we have tricks and know-how." ”

The old man frowned and asked curiously: "What trick?" ”

Liang Qichao unveiled this layer of mystery: "Of course, it is a Zhonghua brand gold land chemical fertilizer, with it, can this mu of land increase the yield of at least fifty catties of rice?" ”

"What do you say, fifty pounds?!" The old man couldn't help but ask loudly.

Cheng Nuo said confidently: "With chemical fertilizers, there is more to it than that, every catty of our golden land can produce three catties of rice." ”

Hearing this data, the old man was completely stunned, saying that he had lived for so long and had never seen such a magical thing.

However, in the process of Cheng Nuo's detailed introduction, the expression on the old man's face became more and more strange.

In the end, he couldn't help but say: "Housheng, I seem to remember what the golden land you are talking about." ”

Cheng Nuo said curiously: "I don't know where you met fellow countryman?" ”

"Right in front of our village chief's house, there is a piece of taro that is your golden land, not to mention, the first time I saw taro taller than a person."

As he spoke, he led Cheng Nuo and them to the taro field.

Talking about the origin of this taro field, the process is also very interesting.

At the beginning, Chen Caipu planted several acres of taro at the entrance of the village, but when it was planted at the door of the village chief's house, all the manure piled up in the village was picked up, so the fertilizer needed to plant taro was not enough.

But a large piece of farmland can't be left unplanted, it would be too wasteful.

So some people proposed, saying that they had seen two bags of gold land chemical fertilizer distributed by the county agricultural technology station to each village for free, but they didn't know if it would work, after all, no one had used it. Some people just say don't care, let's give it a try.

So I talked to the village chief and took a bag of chemical fertilizer printed with the words "Made in China" and "Golden Land" to plant taro.

At that time, people were still afraid that it would not work, and they also picked a few picks of human dung.

Dig out a shallow ditch in the field, scoop a scoop of dung on each shallow ditch, loosely hold a handful of fertilizer and sprinkle it on the dung, put the taro seeds, and plant it like this.

Unexpectedly, the taro that had been given gold grew more and more vigorously, and the branches and leaves not only far exceeded his kind, but also taller than adults.

Some villagers wondered if the taro was used for growth, but after peeling off the roots, they found that the taro planted with chemical fertilizer was more than other taro planted with grass manure.

The unintentional comparative experiment completely convinced the villagers of the power of the golden land.

It's just that it's still spreading in a small area, so the other villagers don't know about it yet.

As for why this old man knew about this, it was actually very simple, because he did the work of applying chemical fertilizers to taro himself.

"Housheng, you are really amazing, the golden land, shiny, white sasha, I don't know and think it's candy, if it weren't for the smell of urine, maybe some children would eat it secretly." led Cheng Nuo and them to the taro field, and the old man sighed with emotion.

Jiang Jiang Zuo seemed to have discovered something terrible, and said curiously: "Fellow, how do you know that there will be a smell of urine in the golden land?" ”

"This ...... I ......" said that the old man was asked, and he blushed and argued: "I heard from people, not only does it smell of urine, but it is also very spicy in my mouth." ”

Seeing that Jiang Jiangzuo was about to break the casserole and ask to the end, Cheng Nuo hurriedly stopped him: "You can smell this thing, you don't need to go there to go out of your way." ”

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had grasped some life-saving straw, and hurriedly said: "Actually, it was said by the mother-in-law of our village who loves to take advantage, when she came to the village chief's house with her child on her back, she quickly grabbed a handful of pockets while people were not paying attention to the golden land, and stuffed it in the doll's mouth when she went back."

At that time, the mother-in-law also complained that the child was crying when she gave some food, and others couldn't eat it. Seeing that the child was still crying heavily, she was a little strange, so she grabbed a little bit and put it in her mouth, so that she knew what it tasted like. ”

After hearing this, Cheng Nuo was silent.

I believe that this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened, and with the expansion of the territory of the Golden Land, this kind of similar "joke" will continue to emerge in endlessly.

Later, it was decided to continue to improve the process and increase the smell of urine a little more.

However, when I saw the clean and clean gold land packaging bags in the village chief's yard, my heart became complicated again.

The pocket containing the fertilizer is a white chemical fiber product that we Chinese called nylon at that time, this chemical fiber product is relatively thin, soft and lubricated, at least it feels better than the homespun cloth, and the color is also bright.

After fertilizing, some villagers looked at the packaging bag and had a whim, and used it instead of cloth to make clothes, which were made into pants or tops from two fertilizer pockets, which were light and fluttering on the body, and were not easy to wrinkle.

So for a while, you learned from me to learn your fertilizer pockets to make pants, so a group of special people wearing fertilizer bags to make clothes appeared.

Scarcity is expensive, because the current gold land cost is limited after all, and there are very few fertilizer pockets, so fertilizer pocket clothes have become a rarity, so it is not easy for ordinary people to get them.

With the font on the packaging bag that can't be washed off, it's simply not too eye-catching.

Thinking of this, Cheng Nuo couldn't help but sigh: "This is really a scene I never expected.

Alas, the road to domestic industrialization is artificial! ”

As for the outer packaging to change the school bag, change the ceiling, change the carriage, etc., there will only be more and more, who makes it easy to use.

In this way, in the following days, Cheng Nuo and his entourage went to contract one or two acres of land every time they went to a place, specially promoted new farming methods, applied golden land fertilizers, and completely put the increase in production and income in front of the villagers.