Scholars in the courtyard

Another day passed. When Yang Xiaotao returned to the courtyard, he heard Wangcai showing off his achievements. Knowing that he had frightened another beast and defended his home, he patted the dog's head with appreciation and asked for extra food tonight.

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

Looking at the pile of information in front of him, Yang Xiaotao saw that this was the result of mutual verification based on Mendel's research information and his own "planting experience".

Of course, many things here still have some flaws upon closer inspection.

However, to really discover these flaws, you have to be at least a master biological expert. It is estimated that even ordinary teachers will not be able to spot them.

And even after seeing it, Yang Xiaotao also thought of his words.

Good luck (blessed by sister Chang'e).

What cannot be explained by science is attributed to metaphysics.

The rhetoric of the previous life still works in this life.

I sorted out the information in one night, and I didn’t know the format of papers these days. Of course, I don’t have a computer now, so I wrote a first draft according to the format in my memory.

I plan to revise it for two more days and mail the paper on Saturday.

I had inquired from Lao Gu in the library before, and found out that these papers are basically submitted to the natural science edition of "Journal of Chinese Academy of Sciences" in the four-nine cities.

I don’t know the specific name of Yang Xiaotao, and Master Gu has never seen him.

After all, it was rare to submit a paper, and he had only heard about it.

Yang Xiaotao had no other choice.

On Saturday, I asked Master Gu to write down the postal address, prepare the paper, and send it to the street post office.

At this time, the post office was not as large-scale and had many businesses as it would be in later generations.

Now it's just mail delivery.

Even in some places far away from the city, there are no branches yet, and they can only be delivered by people on foot or by bicycle.

Walking to the counter, the person standing guard here was a female clerk wearing navy blue overalls and a hat. She was holding a newspaper and reading it with gusto.

Yang Xiaotao stepped forward and asked about postal delivery.

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

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

Looking at the light green stamp, which is two centimeters horizontally and three centimeters vertically, there is a forest on the top and 'Special 27.4-3' written below. The meaning of the numbers is unclear, but it does not prevent Yang Xiaotao from understanding the value behind this small stamp. .

Yang Xiaotao suddenly felt that when he traveled to this era, why didn't he make preparations earlier?

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

"Hello, comrade."

"Do you have any other stamps?"

The female clerk picked up the tips of her hair around her ears, glanced at Yang Xiaotao, and thought she disliked the price. She then reached out and took out a smaller stamp, bright red in color, with a picture of a female worker voting in an election, and 400 written below. At the bottom of the round words, it says 'Ji 23.4-1'.

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

Otherwise, if a ticket costs 400 yuan, who can afford it?

"This is four points."

The female clerk said, and then added, "This can only be used in Sijiu City."

Well, the cheaper part is the proximity.

Yang Xiaotao understands.

However, he is not doing it for cheap.

"No, comrade, that's it."

"I work in a steel rolling mill. Some documents in the factory need to be mailed, and a lot of stamps are used, so I came to ask which one is suitable."

"From the rolling mill?"

"Ah, from the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill."

The female clerk raised her head. It was not easy for anyone to enter the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill these days. When she saw Yang Xiaotao admitting it, she became serious.

"We have a lot of stamps."

"Don't worry, the factory will reimburse you. 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 about this."

"Why don't you take out one of whatever you have here, and I'll buy one back and let the leader choose."

Yang Xiaotao tried to say. The female clerk was a little confused. This was the first time such a thing had happened.

However, the steel rolling mill involves all aspects, and there are usually many parts sent to the steel rolling mill. Besides, no one is hoarding these worthless things at this time, so they don't care.

"Okay, just wait."

The female clerk walked down the counter and took out stacks of wooden boxes from the kitchen at the back, with stamps neatly arranged inside.

Yang Xiaotao looked at it with eager eyes, mentally thinking about buying two more sets?

But the next second, he suppressed this thought.

"Comrade, you bought so much, we need to register it."

Yang Xiaotao was stunned, and then realized that it was okay for him to buy a few, but if he bought too much, he would be suspected of speculation.

"no problem."

At worst, when asked, just say that you bought it in advance and just prepared it for later use.

Seeing that Yang Xiaotao readily agreed, the female clerk picked out everything in the post office and placed it on the table.

Yang Xiaotao was pleasantly surprised when he looked at the stamps with different colors, sizes and images.

At last count, there were twenty-nine stamps in total.

These are all treasures.

"Comrade, sign here."

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

Sign your name happily.

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

Then he collected the stamps and put them in his pocket.

Then, under the confused look of the female clerk, he bought a red 4-cent stamp, affixed it to the envelope, and dropped it into the mailbox nearby.

Then go home and wait for the results.

On Monday, people were coming and going in the lobby of the "Journal of the Chinese Academy of Sciences". It was the busiest time of the week.

Many people took the manuscripts submitted from various places, sorted them into categories, and sent them to various departments for review by editors.

Since the people became the masters of the country, upon instructions from their superiors, several universities and scientific research units in Sijiu City jointly established the "Journal", naturally for the purpose of developing science and technology.

However, in recent years, the country's economic development has had different priorities. The whole country is undergoing the Great Leap Forward, and support for science has been reduced year by year.

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

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

"There's still a day off. The old lady is optimistic about it. We'll meet in a few days."

"Oh, what a pity, what a pity."

"Your grandma's hair is so small. Who do you feel sorry for?"

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

"Toi, what's such a pity about that? Isn't it going to be the same in the future?"

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

The two of them were chatting and looking at the pile of documents on the table, Xiao Cuntou looked bitter.

"Gong Liu asked us to be responsible for the review. What should we do with so much mess?"

"Who says it's not the case? I saw something weird a couple of days ago, saying that they are studying the mating of cattle and pigs, which can give birth to more than ten cattle in one litter and solve the problem of cattle farming in rural areas."

"Isn't this nonsense? How can it be the same? Since when will mud-legged people understand science? It's really nonsense."

"Isn't that right? Those things that were sent here were messy and had a lot of typos. The day before yesterday, I went to the medical section, and there were people who sent ghost drawings there, saying they could drive away evil spirits and cure diseases. I wanted to throw them away after reading them. .”

"Well, if it weren't for the regulations above, all submitted manuscripts must be kept. I would take them to the scrapyard now. Recycling them can also contribute to the country."

The two complained for a while, but finally immersed themselves in work.

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

"Hybrid corn? Hybrid?"

"Guo Tou, have you heard of hybridization?"

"I heard that this corn can also be hybridized? I've heard of abnormal ones, but I haven't heard that grass and trees can be hybridized."

"Throw it away quickly. I have a lot of business to do."

Guo Tou had a joking look on his face, Xiao Cun Tou didn't take it seriously, and dropped the paper into the "garbage" to be disposed of.

After Yang Xiaotao handed in the manuscript, he kept remembering it. He also kept the corn in the yard, waiting for someone to evaluate it.

However, a month passed and the National Day military parade was over, but no one came.

If you don't come again, I'll take it away.

Yang Xiaotao sat in the yard and sighed, thinking about various possibilities, but in the end he simply gave up. Anyway, hybrid corn has been successful. All he has to do is to prepare as many seeds as possible so that all Yangjia Villages can grow hybrid corn.

Time passed by the end of October, and the weather turned cooler. Even if Xiaowei activated her abilities, the weather was no longer good, and the corn yield was somewhat reluctant.

Over the past three months, with Xiaowei's targeted operations, one male flower was enough to pollinate all the female flowers in the yard, and more than two hundred corns could be harvested each time.

Yang Xiaotao calculated the actual situation and found that on the premise that each corn kernel can survive, planting about 3,000 corns per acre of land, and one corn cob has 700 corn kernels, then 4 to 5 corn kernels are needed for one acre of land.

During this period, except for the two blinding ridges, the other six ridges basically rotated every week or so. In total, they were rotated eight times.

About 180 corns are harvested each time, so a total of 1,400 corns were harvested during this period.

That is to say, it can satisfy the cultivation of 300 to 400 acres of land.

Yang Xiaotao knew that there were 600 acres of cultivated land in Yangjia Village. Of course, it was impossible to grow corn in all of it, but it would not be less than 300 acres.

From this point of view, if we go all out next year to cultivate the parents and obtain more hybrids, we can fully meet the needs of Yangjiacun.

Of course, this is ideal.

In reality, it is not easy to operate.

There is no guarantee that each corn kernel will germinate and grow.

It's not that Yang Xiaotao has never thought about breeding in the village, but when time comes and he is not rich, the factory here has to be built.

He was asked to hand over the parents of the hybrid corn to the village. I don’t know if it can be produced. Without mature technology, strict management, and no bugs like Xiaowei, relying on a group of old farmers alone, the hybrid may not be produced in the end. , the parents would have lost it.

This is also the reason why Yang Xiaotao handed over his technology to the country. The explosion of collective power is absolutely terrifying.

Especially in the current period, as long as there are policies, it is expected to be popularized soon.

It's a pity that after waiting and waiting, I still didn't get it.

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

As for the useless corn, it was taken out and prepared to be ground into cob flour, which also made people in the yard greedy.

After another month, Yang Xiaotao completely gave up on the thesis.

Life must be lived, work cannot be lost, and study cannot be stopped.