Scholars in the courtyard

Yangjiazhuang greenhouse area.

Yang Xiaotao and Bai Jingshu came to one of them, and what they saw was a row of women, with cloth bags of various colors hanging on their chests, squatting on the ground, carefully picking leaves.

"Teacher Yang!"

Yang Hongye, who was in charge of registration, saw Yang Xiaotao running over immediately, holding a record in his hand.

"Hongye, are you in charge here?"

Yang Xiaotao looked at the first batch of students walking out of the campus and felt very satisfied.

That group of students all passed the examination and were admitted to junior high school, but everyone's choices were different.

After all, only a few people like Yang Hongye and others have entered the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, and more people are still struggling in their studies.

But one thing is certain, that is, their future path is destined to be anything but ordinary.

"Well, I'm in charge of this row. Once this is finished, it will be Shed No. 6."

Yang Hongye raised her head and looked at Yang Xiaotao with admiring eyes.

In her heart, Yang Xiaotao is the noble person who changed her destiny.

If he hadn't built a school in the village, if he hadn't led them to the path of learning, if he hadn't sincerely helped them and opened a door for them.

They wouldn't have what they have today.

Perhaps, like girls of the same age in other villages, they would carry their younger brothers and sisters on their backs and follow their parents to work in the fields.

Perhaps, after two years, they will start a family, marry someone from the village, and then have children and repeat their life again.

Therefore, even if Yang Xiaotao has only been a teacher for a period of time, in her heart, she will be a teacher forever.

Even if there will be more teachers in her future growth, they will not be as good as those who stood on the podium to enlighten her.

Bai Jingshu on the side noticed the look flashing in the girl's eyes and became even more curious.

But Yang Xiaotao's attention was focused on the sweet wormwood after picking.

"Teacher Yang, these wormwoods are the best growing. Each one has twelve or three leaves. According to the plan, two leaves of each one must be picked, so that the second picking can be carried out a week later."

“When we reach the mature stage, we can increase our efforts!”

Yang Hongye explained on the side, and Yang Xiaotao nodded.

"How much can be harvested from such a greenhouse?"

"Almost twenty pounds."

Yang Xiaotao contacted Xiaowei and found that after being picked, the Artemisia annua lost little energy and did not affect its own growth.

"Twenty kilograms, five hundred greenhouses is ten thousand kilograms."

Bai Jingshu finished the calculation and was shocked by the number!

Ten thousand kilograms, or every week, is enough for them to give birth!

"That's not how it was calculated!"

Yang Xiaotao patted the dirt on his hands and said, "These five hundred greenhouses were built early and late, and they were planted in sequence."

"This batch is estimated to have 70 or 80 seats, which is good."

After Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, Yang Hongye nodded immediately, "Yes, we are the first batch to pick this time, only sixty."

"From now on, there will be 60 to 70 of them every day, so we can keep picking."

Bai Jingshu nodded. If he calculated it this way, it would be in line with the current situation.

However, more than 1,200 kilograms per day can meet the current needs.

While Bai Jingshu was deep in thought, Yang Xiaotao picked a leaf and asked, "Would this fresh leaf be better?"

After Bai Jingshu took it, he pinched it with his fingers, and a ball of green emerged.

"According to the last experiment, the fresher it is, the thicker the finished product will be. If it is based on the previous color, more can be made."

"That's good!"

Yang Xiaotao didn't say any more. The pharmaceutical factory had mature technology.

There are naturally differences between those used abroad and those used domestically.

If someone uses a spectrophotometer to measure it, there will be a significant difference.

Of course, this difference is not unexpected in the theory of traditional Chinese medicine.

There are many factors that affect the cooking temperature, the density of the liquid, and the ingredients of the herbs.

What does a foreigner know?

The two left the greenhouse and walked outside.

"This little girl is good, she is a good prospect!"

Bai Jingshu said behind him, and Yang Xiaotao smiled, "Of course, these are the first batch of students in our village to go out!"

"It seems like she admires you very much!"

"It took me a while, when the school was established..."

Thinking of that time, Yang Xiaotao talked about the scene at that time.

The two were walking outside while talking. Many people were collecting medicinal herbs on the road. Then people from the pharmaceutical factory came forward to weigh them and put them in special boxes back to the pharmaceutical factory.

As for those who collect herbal medicine, the pharmaceutical factory will also give them a certain amount of compensation, not much, just a piece of plum blossom soap.

This thing is a hot commodity in rural areas, and many women wash their hands.

"They are lucky to be able to go to school!"

Bai Jing recounted, recalling his own experiences as a child, especially when he was a girl, and felt that what Yang Xiaotao did was rare.

"It just so happens that there's still a while here, and I'd like to go visit the school!"

Yang Xiaotao looked at him in surprise, and Bai Jingshu smiled, "Why, can't I go?"

"That's not true!"

"Then let's go!"

After saying that, Bai Jingshu took the lead and walked towards the village. Yang Xiaotao glanced at the scene and then followed him towards the village.

After walking for about ten minutes, we arrived at the east end of the village and looked at the school protected by the wall from a distance.

Now, the school is getting bigger and bigger, with more and more students. This fence was temporarily built by the villagers a few years ago.

After all, there are a group of children inside. If there is no land to block them, it will be difficult to explain to their families if they run out.

The two came to the school gate, and the two old people in the village were watching the gate.

This was originally the job of the grandfather, but now he is focused on the greenhouse, so he had to ask the old people in the village to come and help watch.

Although these old people are not young, they are strong.

When it comes to harvesting wheat in the summer, the speed is faster than that of young men.

"Grandpa Sun, Sixth Master, you two are busy."

When Yang Xiaotao came up, he saw two people on the ground with four "big sticks", one with a stone and the other with a stick, and it was hard to tell.

"Xiaotao, are you done with the previous work?"

Sixth Master looked up, glanced at Bai Jingshu, and then asked Yang Xiaotao.

In his eyes, this woman should be Yang Xiaotao's follower.

Just like Lou Xiaoe who came earlier.

At that time, he thought she was a big official, but he blushed when Yang Dazhuang said that.

Later, he understood that there were few people around Yang Xiaotao who were higher in status than him.

So he just had to talk to Yang Xiaotao.

"It's almost done. Everyone helps and it will be done quickly."

"Are you here to see Teacher Ran?"

Grandpa Sun asked on the side, ignoring Bai Jingshu who was standing beside him.

"Just came to take a look. I haven't been here for a long time. How is the school?"

Yang Xiaotao took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, gave them to the two, and then took out a lighter to light them.

Bai Jingshu stood at the door and looked at the school, not in a hurry.

"Well, that's very good."

Looking at the Qunying in Yang Xiaotao's hand, both of them smiled and enjoyed the stimulation brought by the cigarette.

"Our school is bigger than those in the town. The surrounding villages are trying every means to get in."

"You don't know, even some people in the town are asking how to come to the village to go to school."

Sixth Master said proudly, and Grandpa Sun on the side carefully smoked the cigarette, showing a meaningful smile, "Do you know Malanhua in our village?"

Hearing what Grandpa Sun said, Yang Xiaotao really had some impression.

After all, 70% to 80% of the people in Yangjiazhuang are surnamed Yang, and there are not many surnamed Ma among the outsiders.

He knew Malanhua well. She was four or five years older than him. Later, she married to the grain management office in the town, and her life was much better than in the village.

Even her mother's family in the village, because they were taken care of, her life was not bad.

This was a sensation at the time and became a role model for many rural girls.

The effect was only slightly worse than Qin Huairu marrying in the city.

Of course, she lived a good life in her last days, and it was said that her family was happy.

"A while ago, she came back with her child and lay down at the door of the old Ma family, crying."

"She said that her child couldn't go to school, so her husband's family wouldn't let her go back, but it was a mess."

Sixth Master also sneered, "She hasn't come back in all these years since she got married. The old Ma family was sick in bed for two months, but she didn't come back to take care of her. This girl is a waste."

"That's right, and there's also Yang Shuigen's family."

"You two old people continue to gossip about the village, I'll go in and take a look."

Seeing that the two were still gossiping about the village, Yang Xiaotao hurriedly said something and walked into the school.

Of course, when he left, he put the half pack of Qunying in his hand aside. As for how the two divided it, it was not his business.

"I didn't expect that this man would have nothing to do with women when he gossiped."

"Wrong, it's the old man!"

Yang Xiaotao corrected, Bai Jingshu smiled, and then saw Yang Xiaotao walking into a room.

"Teacher Li."

When he came to the office, Yang Xiaotao saw a lot of people in the room, talking and laughing, and some were preparing lessons.

These are all students in the school.

Then Yang Xiaotao saw Li Lanxin next to him.

"Teacher Yang, you are here."

Li Lanxin hurriedly greeted Yang Xiaotao when she saw him.

This person is also a meritorious veteran in the school. After marrying Liu Yonghui last year, they soon had a child.

The two of them also took root in Yangjiazhuang. Later, due to changes in the city, there were enough teachers in the school, and Ran Qiuye's task changed. Liu Yonghui became the principal of the school, and she also became the director of education part-time.

"What are you busy with?"

"Hi, I'm just preparing lessons. It will be ready soon. Are you here to take a look?"

"Yes, come and take a walk. It feels like it has changed a lot."

"Yes, now our school is getting bigger and bigger, there are more children, more teachers, and it is more formal."

Li Lanxin introduced with a smile, and then shouted to the young men and women in the room, "Dear teachers, let me introduce you, this is Yang Xiaotao, Teacher Yang, and also the builder of our school."

Yang Xiaotao greeted everyone and visited the school under the guidance of Li Lanxin.

Bai Jingshu followed behind and watched quietly and listened carefully throughout the whole process.

The teachers and children he met all looked at Yang Xiaotao with an indescribable feeling, just like the elders at home looking at the portraits of great men on the wall, with respect and gratitude.

"You must be a qualified social successor and take care of the red scarf in your hands."

The three walked to the outside of a classroom and looked through the window. A female teacher on the podium was holding a red scarf in both hands, and the children sitting below were concentrating.

Yang Xiaotao took a look and saw that the wooden sign at the door read Grade 3, Class 2.

At this time, the female teacher was holding the red scarf with both hands, and a group of children below also placed the red scarf on the table.

"Students, the red scarf in our hands represents a corner of the red flag and the blood of the revolutionary martyrs."

"In fact, the red scarf not only represents a corner of the red flag and the blood of the martyrs, but also symbolizes that our young pioneers must devote themselves to the revolutionary cause with enthusiasm and become a qualified successor."

"Next, I will show you how to wear the red scarf in layers. Everyone must listen carefully and learn well, and don't make mistakes."

"This red scarf has three layers, one layer to honor the martyrs, two layers to honor the motherland, and three layers to honor the future"

The three stood at the door, watching and listening quietly.

Look at the children folding them seriously, and then wearing them around their necks under the teacher's correction. Some are clumsy, some make mistakes, but one by one, they are very serious.