Scholars in the courtyard

"Director Gao, is this all the land here?"

Yang Xiaotao suddenly spoke, thinking of the white crystals on the ground. Compared with the inland, the land here is more barren.

"You mean those salt-alkali lands?"

"Um."

Gao Yufeng thought for a moment, "Most of the surrounding areas are like this. It is dry all year round, with little rainfall and high temperatures, so crop cultivation relies on irrigation."

"Where we are now, the impact is relatively minor and the impact is relatively small. As for other places, cotton is generally grown, and that stuff is easy to live with."

Yang Xiaotao nodded after hearing this, "Under such conditions, it is normal for corn production to decrease."

After Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, Gao Yufeng nodded.

"Although the production is reduced, there is a lot of land for cultivation here, and with the tractor you built, the planting volume of this farm this year will exceed that of five Yangjiazhuangs."

Gao Yufeng said happily.

Quality is not enough, quantity is needed.

Here, the tractor can be pressed on the iron pear and run forward. The large flat land is convenient for planting, and the efficiency is greatly improved.

"By the way, does the Academy of Agricultural Sciences have a new type of corn that is drought-resistant and salt-alkali resistant?"

Yang Xiaotao suddenly spoke, and Gao Yufeng was suddenly stunned.

The two were silent for a moment. Gao Yufeng wanted to say it several times, but he kept it in his chest and didn't know how to say it.

This idea has never occurred to me.

But as for who can come up with such drought-resistant, salt-alkali-resistant and high-yielding corn, I guess the person in front of me is the most experienced.

"what do you need."

Gao Yufeng skipped the question-asking part and asked directly to save himself the trouble.

You know, he is the director of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, so he still has some power.

Well!

Yang Xiaotao just mentioned this and asked the Academy of Agricultural Sciences if there was any research in this area. From now on, it seems that there should be none!

Looking at Gao Yufeng's appearance, he felt like he was about to assign a task.

But if you think about it carefully, this thing really has room for manipulation. At least there will be this kind of corn in future generations.

It is cultivated not only here but also in saline-alkali lands in other places.

Of course, it is also related to the transformation of soil, the emergence of chemical fertilizers, and scientific management.

"I can try, but there's no guarantee it will work."

Yang Xiaotao said conservatively, after all, there are no ready-made traits here. If you want to use genetic hybridization, you must have that gene.

"Okay, okay, hahaha."

"Just go ahead and do it, it's just a new project."

Gao Yufeng was a little eager to give it a try, and his thin face even flushed with excitement, "When the time comes, you tell me what to do, and if you are missing anything, I will find it for you."

"Even if Dean Zheng knows about it, he will support it unconditionally."

"Think about it, if it is really done, here, here, these vast saline-alkali lands are all land, how much food will be grown."

Gao Yufeng was already imagining the joy of success and didn't even see the stunned look on Yang Xiaotao's face.

After a while, Gao Yufeng beat his fists and left the residence happily.

He wants to go back and plan carefully. When spring comes next year, he will set aside a special saline-alkali land for Yang Xiaotao to do experiments.

Hearing the sound left behind when he went out, Yang Xiaotao felt completely bad.

I just said it, but I really don’t have such a strong desire.

I still want to go home as soon as possible.

All in all, whether Yang Xiaotao asked casually or thought about it seriously, Gao Yufeng took it as a serious matter.

I also specially found the director of the farm, Ma Sanxing, and told me to find a piece of land next year, which would be of great use.

In the evening, when Yang Xiaotao was eating, he heard the farm discussing this matter and was speechless again.

Now that things have come to a point, it has to be artificial, at least there has to be an attitude.

As for being accidentally tricked by Xiaowei into succeeding, well, that was all luck, luck.

After dinner, Yang Xiaotao took an excuse to rest and returned to his residence, where he began to plan how to create this kind of 'drought-resistant and salt-alkali-resistant corn'.

As for whether it is high-yielding or not, if it can grow, you will make money, so that’s not your business.

So Yang Xiaotao started tinkering with corn seeds in the house.

But looking at the piles of corn seeds on the table, Yang Xiaotao was a little at a loss as to what to do.

Xiaowei moved in and out of the table, her body seemed to be wandering in the water, hersing from time to time to remind herself of her existence.

"It is drought-resistant and salt-alkali resistant. At least we need to find these two."

"Now it seems that these three types of corn can survive in saline-alkali soils, but the saline-alkali soils on farms are all mild, which does not represent all."

"Perhaps if the salinity increases a little, the land won't be able to survive."

The pencil in his hand kept spinning, Yang Xiaotao felt helpless.

What a mess.

"Forget it, go take a rest."

Get up and walk out of the room.

Night, farm.

The bonfire was lit, the wind blew the sparks into the sky, and then went out in the dark.

There was a sumptuous meal at the farm tonight, and everyone had never been so happy.

So after dinner, there were after-dinner activities.

Everyone gathered around, and in the yellowing light of the fire, Yang Xiaotao and Gao Yufeng and Ma Sanxing sat together, as if they were the most distinguished guests in the room.

As a group of people finished singing, someone else came forward to perform a folk dance.

Even though there are only more than 200 people here, those who were left in the original team are all members of the team, and they come from all over the world.

One of the soldiers performed a Yue opera piece. Although I couldn't understand what was being sung, the tone was very charming.

Everyone was warmly welcomed.

No one is laughing, no one is embarrassed, this is a passionate and unrestrained era, and on this farm, people like to go straight.

As the activity progressed, Gao Yu also came off the stage and performed a performance of beating wood with his hands. Lao Ma threw the wood out. Gao Yu drew his gun and shot, and the gun hit the target. It was very cool.

Yang Xiaotao clapped his hands. This kind of accuracy and feel are like those of a fitter. In addition to training day and night, he also needs a little bit of talent.

"Teacher Yang, come here."

Just when Yang Xiaotao failed, Captain Mu suddenly walked to the campfire, spread his legs, and assumed a Mongolian fighting posture.

"Teacher Yang, you are a brave man for killing a pack of wolves by yourself."

"And I am also a Batur on the grassland."

"Now, I am willing to challenge you, and I hope you can accept my challenge."

Gao Yufeng on the side told Yang Xiaotao that this prairie ceremony was a unique way for prairie people to make friends. This kind of competition can make people feel at ease.

The prairie men became brothers in life and death through the friendship of wrestling.

"good!"

Yang Xiaotao is not pretentious, he likes such a straightforward man.

Isn't it just wrestling? He is very strong.

Rolling up his sleeves, Yang Xiaotao walked to the field.

A group of people around stood up and cheered.

Some people called them Batur, and some people called them Teacher Yang. The children's faces turned red with excitement.

The two stood together. Yang Xiaotao and Mu Duqin were about the same height, but in comparison, Yang Xiaotao was slimmer.

"Captain Mu, I don't know how to wrestle, I just have more strength."

"It's okay, Teacher Yang. We have no rules. Whoever falls first loses."

"good!"

The two agreed and began to test each other.

After touching his hands and arms a few times, Mu Duqin understood that Yang Xiaotao was really strong.

If you want to knock Yang Xiaotao down directly, you can only use some techniques.

Yang Xiaotao had heard of the prairie people's wrestling skills in his previous life, but now he didn't dare to be careless after a fight.

He was careful not to let Mu Duqin grab his clothes.

The two tried to take notes again, and finally Mu Duqin saw the opportunity of Yang Xiaotao's staggered steps, and moved his right leg directly to the right of Yang Xiaotao. At the same time, he leaned forward, hooked his right hand towards his neck, and his shoulders collided directly.

Before Yang Xiaotao could react, he was hugged and his body was thrown to the side.

Fortunately, Yang Xiaotao was of high physical fitness and hugged Mu Duqin's neck the moment he fell, pulling him down with him.

In fact, Yang Xiaotao has already lost.

The two got up and the competition continued.

Yang Xiaotao suffered the disadvantage of not being able to wrestle, and he couldn't use the King's Eight Fists to hit him wildly, so he could only try it out with Mu Duqin.

At the same time, Yang Xiaotao was also imitating Mu Duqin's movements and began to learn his skills.

The cheers around him got louder and louder. Finally, Mu Duqin couldn't bear it anymore. Seeing that Yang Xiaotao showed his weakness again, he stepped forward and stretched out his right leg again.

But at this time, Yang Xiaotao was already sitting and ready.

This time, before Mu Duqin could use his strength, Yang Xiaotao was the first to hit him.

As a result, Mu Duqin was turned over and pushed down by Yang Xiaotao, and Yang Xiaotao was also grabbed by Mu Duqin.

The two of them had one shot each, which was considered a tie.

After waiting for a while, he adjusted his position. When Mu Duqin came closer, he moved his body to the left. Before Mu Duqin could hit him, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Mu Duqin's cotton-padded jacket. With both hands, he made a sudden sound. Lifting Mu Duqin in the air, Mu Duqin was so frightened that he waved his arms randomly.

Ouch~~~

Teacher Yang won, won.

Ouch ouch

The children shouted, and many people on the farm cheered.

After holding it up for four or five seconds, Yang Xiaotao put Mu Duqin down.

"Teacher Yang, you are amazing, I admire you."

Mu Duqin regained his composure and walked forward, speaking sincerely.

Yang Xiaotao became more modest, "If there is any, I will be stronger."

Mu Duqin shook his head, "Teacher Yang, we have heard about your stick skills for a long time."

"That's right, Teacher Yang, don't be modest." Lao Ma was watching the excitement, "I saw it with my own eyes that day. Your stick skills were as good as killing wolves like chickens. One stick at a time, chopping melons and vegetables. Similar."

"You don't know, Teacher Yang jumped out of the car and pulled down a Populus euphratica branch, and then repaired it."

So, the next program became Lao Ma's storytelling program, and its name was "Teacher Yang, the Heroic Hero in the Populus euphratica Forest".

Yang Xiaotao followed Mu Duqin back to the original place and sat down. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. Then, when he listened to Lao Ma talking about what he was doing, he suddenly remembered.

In the Gobi, aren't there things that are resistant to cold and salt and alkali right in front of us?

Amid the suspicion of Gao Yufeng and others, Yang Xiaotao suddenly oops, then smiled and ran back to the house.

Gao Yufeng thought it was something important, but Yang Xiaotao waved his hand and said it was okay, then closed the door and started tinkering.

In the room, Yang Xiaotao was playing with this palm-sized poplar tree, which Yang Xiaotao cut from the stick.

After he knocked a group of wolves on the head with a wooden stick last time, Yang Xiaotao felt that the wood was easy to use, so he became interested in this kind of tree that can survive in the desert.

Later, Director Gao introduced that this kind of tree usually reproduces in summer, and its reproduction method is similar to that of dandelions. The seeds are scattered everywhere by the wind. If they fly to dry places, they will become silent, and they will float to places with water. place, they will sprout and grow quickly.

I once again thought of the introduction in the information, Populus euphratica, loves light, resists heat, resists drought, resists salt and alkali, and resists wind and sand.

It is the only tall deciduous tree that can form a forest in the desert.

With such high resistance, compared to those delicate plants, it is simply a 'treasure' in the desert.

And he wants to develop corn that is drought-resistant and saline-alkali tolerant. This plant has high reference value.

Xiaowei jumped on the palm, and from time to time stretched out her little hand to touch the poplar tree, which was equally novel.

She also likes this strange wood.

Yang Xiaotao frowned, thinking about the possibilities in his heart.

Let’s see if we can study the characteristics of Populus euphratica so that Xiaowei can come up with a kind of salt-alkali tolerant corn.

If other people heard about this, they would definitely laugh and think it was fanciful and impossible.

After all, they are two different plants.

But here in Yang Xiaotao, with Xiaowei, everything is possible.