Another day passed, Yang Xiaotao returned to the courtyard and heard Wangcai's boasting like a show-off, knowing that it had shocked a beast again, defended the homeland, touched the dog's head appreciatively, and added dinner tonight.

After eating, Yang Xiaotao sat at the table, and Xiaowei was still wandering among the corn, falling on Wangcai's back from time to time, enjoying soft treatment.

Looking at the stack of materials in front of him, this is the result of Yang Xiaotao's mutual verification of Mendel's research data and the "planting experience" he has concocted.

Of course, there are a lot of things in it that are still flawed when carefully scrutinized.

However, if you really want to discover these flaws, you have to be at least a master-level biology expert, and it is estimated that even ordinary teachers can't see it.

And just seeing it, Yang Xiaotao also thought of a rhetoric.

Good luck (Sister Chang'e blessed).

What science can't explain is metaphysics.

The rhetoric of the previous life will work in this life.

I sorted out the materials overnight, and I didn't know the format of the paper for this year, of course, I didn't have a computer now, so I wrote a first draft according to the format I remembered.

I'm going to revise it for two more days, and I'll mail it in on Saturday.

I inquired from the library Lao Gu before, and now this kind of paper submission, these 49 cities are basically submitted to the natural science edition of the "Journal".

The specific Yang Xiaotao is not clear, and Master Gu has not seen it.

After all, it's really rare to submit papers, and he's only heard about it.

Yang Xiaotao had no other choice.

On Saturday, I asked Master Gu to write the mailing address, and when the paper was ready, it was sent to the street post office.

At this time, the post and telecommunications bureau was not as large as in later generations, and there were many businesses.

Now it's just mail.

Even some places far from the city have not yet set up branches, so they can only be delivered by foot or bicycle.

Walking to the counter, there was a female clerk wearing navy blue overalls and a hat on her head, who was holding a newspaper and reading it with relish.

Yang Xiaotao stepped forward and asked about the mail.

The clerk took one look, then put a stamp on it, said "8 points", and continued to read the newspaper.

Yang Xiaotao has long been accustomed to this kind of work attitude.

Looking at the two centimeters horizontally and three centimeters vertically, the light green stamp, the top is a forest, and the bottom is also written 'Special 27.4-3', the meaning of the number is not clear, but it does not prevent Yang Xiaotao from knowing the value behind this small stamp.

Yang Xiaotao suddenly felt that he had traveled to this era, why didn't he prepare early?

He doesn't understand cultural relics, but he doesn't need to understand stamps, just buy them.

"Hello, comrade."

"Do you have any other stamps here?"

The female clerk gathered the tips of her hair around her ear, glanced at Yang Xiaotao, thought it was too expensive, and reached out to find a smaller stamp, the color was red, on which a female worker was drawn, voting for the election, with the words 400 yuan written below, but at the bottom it was written 'Ji 23.4-1'.

Yang Xiaotao looked at 400 yuan, and mentally understood that this should be the price of the old currency, which is equivalent to 4 cents.

Otherwise, who can afford 400 yuan a piece?

"This quarter."

The female clerk said, and added at the end, "This can only be used in Sijiu City." ”

Well, the cheap is the proximity.

Yang Xiaotao understands.

However, he is not greedy for cheapness.

"No, comrade, that's right."

"I'm from a rolling mill, and there are some documents in the factory that need to be mailed, and a lot of stamps are needed, so I'll ask which one is suitable."

"Rolling mills?"

"Ah, from the Red Star Rolling Mill."

The female clerk raised her head, it was not easy to enter the Red Star Rolling Mill this year, and when she saw Yang Xiaotao admitting it, she also became serious.

"We have a lot of stamps."

"Don't worry, the factory will reimburse you, and I approved a lot in advance."

Yang Xiaotao patted the bag, looking indifferent.

"Okay, how much do you want?"

"I don't know the specifics."

"Otherwise, take out one of what you have, and I'll buy one back and let the leader pick it himself."

Yang Xiaotao tried to say, the female clerk was a little puzzled, this was the first time she had encountered this kind of thing.

However, the rolling mill involves all aspects, and there are usually a lot of pieces sent to the rolling mill, besides, no one hoards these worthless things at this time, so they don't care.

"Okay, wait."

The female clerk stepped down from the counter and pulled out a stack of wooden boxes from the kitchen in the back, neatly arranged with stamps.

Yang Xiaotao's eyes were hot watching from the sidelines, and he wanted to buy two more sets?

But in the next second, this idea was suppressed.

"Comrade, you buy so much, we have to register."

Yang Xiaotao was stunned, and then understood that it was reasonable for him to buy some, and if he bought too much, he would be suspected of speculation.

"Okay, no problem."

It's a big deal when I was asked, I said I bought it in advance, and I was ready to use it later.

Seeing that Yang Xiaotao readily agreed, the female clerk selected one of the things that existed in the post office and put it on the table.

Yang Xiaotao looked at the stamps of different colors, different sizes, and various pictures of psychological surprise.

Finally, I counted 29 types of stamps.

It's all a treasure.

"Comrade, sign here."

On the other side, the female clerk had already written the record, and Yang Xiaotao looked at it and only wrote the quantity, price, time and personnel of the purchase, but the reason for the purchase was not written.

Happily sign your name.

Yang Xiaotao then counted out four yuan, two cents and two cents and handed them to the female clerk.

Then I put the stamps away and put them in my pockets.

Then, under the puzzled eyes of the female clerk, she bought a red 4 cent stamp, pasted it on the envelope, and threw it into the mailbox next to her.

Then go home and wait for the results.

On Monday, the hall of the Journal is full of people, and this is the busiest time of the week.

Many people took the manuscripts sent from all over the country, sorted them into categories, and sent them to various departments for the editors to review.

Since the people became the masters of the country, under the instructions of the higher authorities, several universities and a number of scientific research units in Sijiu City jointly established the "Journal" for the purpose of developing science and technology.

It's just that in recent years, the country's economic development has focused on different levels, and the whole country is in the first place, and the support for science is decreasing year by year.

At this time, in a room on the second floor with a natural science sign, two young people wearing glasses were gathering together, looking at a photo.

"Guo Zi, are you sure you are a blind date?"

"That's still fake, the old lady is optimistic, I'll meet in a few days."

"Hey, it's a pity, it's a pity."

"Your grandmother's, small inch, who do you pity?"

"Don't do it, don't do it, it's a pity that you are a promising young man, and you are about to enter the grave of marriage, and it is a pity to lose your true self!"

"What's the pity, what's the pity, it's not the same in the future?"

"Ah, haha, that's, that's."

The two of them laughed, looking at the pile of documents on the table, and Xiao Cuntou's face was bitter.

"Liu Gong asked us to be in charge of auditing, there is so much mess, what are you doing?"

"Who says it's not, two days ago I also saw a strange one, saying that it is a study of using cattle and pigs to mate, which can produce more than ten cows in one litter and solve the problem of farming cattle in the countryside."

"Isn't this nonsense, can it be the same? When the mud legs understand science, it's really nonsense. ”

"It's not, those sent up, they said nonsense, there were a lot of typos, I went to the medical version the day before yesterday, and there were ghost talismans that were sent, saying that they could drive away evil spirits and cure diseases, and I wanted to throw them away."

"Alas, if it weren't for the regulations above, the manuscripts sent would have to be kept, and I would have taken them to the scrap yard now, and recycling them would also contribute to the country."

The two complained for a while, and finally buried themselves in their work.

"Guo Tou, look, there's something new again."

"Hybrid corn? Hybridization? ”

"Guo Tou, have you heard of hybridization?"

"I heard that this corn can also be hybridized? I've heard of perverts, but I haven't heard of plants and trees that can be hybridized. ”

"Hurry up and throw it away, I'm too busy to finish my business."

Guo Tou looked joking, and Xiao Tou didn't take it seriously, and touched the paper into the "garbage" to be disposed of.

After Yang Xiaotao handed over the manuscript, he kept this in mind, and the corn in the yard was also kept, waiting for someone to come to the assessment.

However, after a month of waiting, the 11th military parade was over, and there was still no one to come.

If you don't come again, you'll accept it.

Yang Xiaotao sat in the yard and sighed, thinking about all kinds of possibilities, and finally didn't think about it at all, anyway, the hybrid corn has been successful, and what he has to do is to prepare as many seeds as possible, so that Yangjia Village can be planted with hybrid corn.

Time flickered, and at the end of October, the weather turned cooler, even if Xiaowei was allowed to activate her ability, the time was no longer there, and the yield of corn was a little reluctant.

For more than three months, with Xiaowei's targeted operation, one male flower is enough to pollinate all the female flowers in the yard, and more than 200 corns can be harvested each time.

Yang Xiaotao calculated the actual situation, under the premise that each corn kernel can survive, according to an acre of land to plant about 3,000 corn, a corn cob has 700 corn kernels, then an acre of land needs 4~5.

During this time, except for the two ridges that hide people's ears, the other six soil ridges are basically a cycle for more than a week, and a total of eight times have been rotated.

About 180 pieces of corn are harvested at a time, so that a total of 1,400 pieces are harvested in this period.

That is, it can meet the planting of 300~400 acres of land.

Yang Xiaotao knows that there are 600 acres of cultivated land in Yangjia Village, of course, it is impossible to grow corn all of them, but it will not be less than 300 acres.

In this way, if we go all out next year, cultivate our parents, and get more hybrids, we can fully meet the needs of Yangjia Village.

Of course, this is ideal.

In reality, it's not easy to operate.

There is no guarantee that every corn kernel will sprout and grow.

Yang Xiaotao didn't want to breed in the village, but when he came to the time, he was not rich, and the factory here still had to be opened.

Let him hand over the parents of the hybrid corn to the village, I don't know if I can get it out, there is no mature technology, strict management, and there is no BUG like Xiaowei, relying on a group of old farmers alone, it is estimated that the hybrid did not come out in the end, and the parents had to lose it.

This is also the reason why Yang Xiaotao handed over the technology to the state, and the collective power exploded absolutely terrifying.

Especially in the current period, as long as there is a policy, it is expected that it will soon be popularized.

It's a pity that I waited left and right, but I still didn't wait.

Yang Xiaotao packed up the corn and waited for it to be used again next year.

As for the useless corn, they were taken out and prepared to be ground into cob noodles, which also made the people in the courtyard greedy.

It's been another month, and Yang Xiaotao has completely put down the paper.

Life has to be lived, work cannot be lost, and study cannot be stopped.

(End of chapter)