The three of them came to Dayuan Village.

It's a run-down village.

The village is full of dilapidated thatched huts and dilapidated adobe houses, with roof tiles on the east and west.

A few children were playing at the entrance of the village, and when they saw someone coming, they put down the mud in their hands and ran inside: "Mom, Mom, there are traffickers." ”

When the woman who was cooking heard this, her face changed, and she immediately rushed out: "Where, where, the old lady slapped her to death!" ”

When I came to the entrance of the village, I saw Song Luoying and the three of them, and a bright smile appeared on my face: "Comrade, who are you looking for?" ”

Dressed so well and riding a bicycle, how can it be a human trafficker?

Wang Jingming opened his mouth and said, "Let's look for the village chief." ”

The woman said, "Look for the village chief, go, I'll take you to the village chief's house." ”

The village chief's house is at the end of the village.

It is also an adobe house.

However, compared to other houses, it is slightly better.

"Village chief, village chief, someone is looking for you."

The village chief walked out of the house with a cigarette stick in his hand, and he looked at the stranger in front of him, his face full of doubts: "Who are you?" ”

Wang Jingming took out his work card and showed it to the village chief.

The village chief is an old junior high school student and is literate.

When he saw the work card, his attitude changed instantly: "It turned out to be the leader of the county, hurry, come into the house and sit." ”

Wang Jingming didn't speak, but looked at Song Luoying.

At this moment, Song Luoying spoke: "You take us to the field to have a look." ”

The village chief put down the cigarette stick in his hand: "You come with me." ”

Before leaving, Song Luoying looked at the guide: "Comrade, thank you!" ”

The woman looked at Song Luoying's overly good-looking face, her face flushed, and she couldn't speak well: "No, no thanks, yes, yes." ”

When the woman returned home, her son immediately greeted her: "Mom, have the traffickers caught it?" ”

The woman glared at him: "Is there such a good-looking human trafficker?" People are leaders from the county, and they are not allowed to talk nonsense in the future! ”

The little guy's eyes were bringing: "It's the leader!" Mom, are you envious? ”

The woman sighed lightly: "This thing, do you come with envy?" However, that lesbian is so good-looking, and I'm a woman, and I'm stunned. ”

The other side.

Song Luoying and the three of them went to the field under the leadership of the village chief.

Song Luoying squatted down and reached out to grab a handful of soil, which was all sandy.

Before Song Luoying came, she went to the library and read several books on agriculture.

She'd seen it in the book.

The sandy soil has good arable ability, hot flashes, strong water permeability, and good water permeability.

However, there is little organic matter, the soil is poor, the water is insufficient, the water and fertilizer are leaking, and the water and fertilizer retention capacity is poor.

This soil is suitable for cotton, soybeans, peanuts, watermelon.

Song Luoying put the sand in her hand far away, she clapped her hands and stood up and said: "The soil in each place is different, so the crops produced are not the same, like your sandy soil, it is more suitable for planting cotton, soybeans, peanuts, watermelons and the like, planting others, the yield is not high, and it is easy to have problems." ”

After listening to Song Luoying's words, the village chief was full of shock, and it took a while to find his voice: "Leader, leading comrade, you, you mean that as long as you plant what you say, there will be a yield." ”

After saying that, he thought of something, and led the three of them to another field, which was planted with cotton.

It's only mid-May.

The cotton has not yet fully grown, but judging by the tender green leaves, this cotton is certainly not bad.

The village chief looked at the cotton and said: "The daughter of this family is going to marry in winter, there is not so much cotton, so I asked someone for some seeds, in our village, she is the first to plant cotton, so many people are not optimistic." ”

Song Luoying raised her eyebrows: "Haven't you ever planted cotton in your village?" ”

The village chief nodded heavily: "Yes." ”

Song Luoying asked again: "Then how to survive the winter?" ”

"Buy, in the sixties and seventies, the state was not allowed to buy and sell, so we exchanged things for other places, and now we can buy and sell, so we will buy them with money."

Song Luoying: "You can also grow watermelons in this season, you can grow watermelons with the people in the village, and watermelons grown in this sandy soil are more advantageous." ”

The village chief scratched his hair and said, "Someone has planted watermelons before, but they haven't grown them, other people's watermelons are red, but what he came out is white, and it's not sweet." ”

Song Luoying affirmed: "That's because you don't grow watermelons scientifically, just put them down and don't care about anything, it's not okay."

If you want high yields, you have to grow scientifically.

The interval between the planting should not be too dense, and the fertilization or something should not be less. ”

The village chief has been planting all his life, and when he heard about scientific planting for the first time, his cloudy eyes shone with hope: "Leading comrade, is it that as long as we do what you say, the yield will be high?" ”

The next county, whether it is rice or other crops, has better yields than their county.

People can sell a little of the food they leave for a year.

And they don't have enough to eat, let alone sell.

Now hearing Song Luoying's words, the village chief felt a surge of excitement in his heart, and he couldn't wait to go to the ground and throw it down immediately.

Song Luoying walked around the village to understand the general situation, and then returned to the county with Wang Jingming.

She wrote a report and handed it to Wang Jingming: "You go to the seed company to see how many watermelon seeds there are?" ”

After reading Song Luoying's report, Wang Jingming was full of shock: "County magistrate, you, do you want to make Dayuan Village a watermelon and cotton planting area?" ”

If this is the case, Dayuan Village will not worry about getting rich.

Song Luoying: "Let's go." ”

……

Wang Jingming ran to the seed company as fast as he could, bought all the watermelon seeds, and sent them to the head of Dayuan Village.

"Village chief, this is the seed I bought in the seed company, our leader said, first soak the seeds, then disinfect the seeds, and the third step is to promote germination.

My leader said that the temperature is 28-30 °C, and the soaked seeds can germinate in a day or two, and the temperature is between 20 degrees and 23 degrees, deliberately taking three or four days.

I'll come back to you in three days. ”

The village chief looked at the bag of watermelons, his eyes were a little moist: "That, how much is it in total, I'll give you money." ”

Wang Jingming waved his hand and said, "Don't use it for the time being, wait for the watermelon to be planted, and when you have money to sell it, you will give money to the seeds." ”

Dayuan Village is the first stop of Song Luoying.

Once the watermelon and cotton are ready, several villages around Dayuan Village will follow suit.

As for the other towns in Baishan County, you have to go and see for yourself what the situation is.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

At the appointed time, Song Luoying and Wang Jingming came to the village chief's house.

This time, they also brought a truckload of fertilizer.

The tractor stopped at the entrance of the village.

The child playing at the entrance of the village saw that it was Song Luoying again, and immediately ran over and said loudly: "I know you, you came last time, I thought you were a human trafficker, and you ran to call your mother." ”

Song Luoying took out a handful of money from her pocket and handed it to the little guy, and asked him with a smile: "There are many traffickers these days, so it's good to be vigilant."

However, Auntie still has to ask you, do you think Auntie is a human trafficker? ”