This lord is very scientific.

Little Panduo had been put down by his mother.

The two of them stood still, one curious, the other nervous, and both looked at Uncle Mark carefully.

After a while, Uncle Mark opened his eyes: "So... So this is the growth hormone that Master Lin Ke said!"

"Uncle Mark, what is growth hormone?" Little Panduo was very curious and asked impatiently.

But Ms. Sel covered Little Panduo's mouth with her hand, and then smiled at Mark: "Well, Mr. Mark, look at Little Panduo, he has been smart since he was a child..."

"Hahaha, he is quite smart." Uncle Mark laughed before Ms. Sel finished speaking.

In just a few minutes, Uncle Mark experienced a transition from great sorrow to great joy, and his mood was really complicated.

As for Ms. Sel...

Uncle Mark glanced at her.

She knew that Ms. Sel was an Azan who had recently entered the city.

The war more than a decade ago separated the young Ms. Sel from the Azann army and she drifted to the territory of Viscount Mantis, and was "married" by a farmer and gave birth to a son.

However, Viscount Mantis was later defeated by Garose's army.

Ms. Sel and her family wanted to escape back to Azann, but on the way, Ms. Sel's husband seemed to be bitten to death by a wild beast, leaving only Ms. Sel and little Panduo.

As a former Azann, Dahuang City was of course the first to take him in.

Originally, Uncle Mark didn't want to take in little Panduo, after all, he had so many things to do, how could he have time to teach a little kid who knew nothing.

Not to mention that he also suspected that little Panduo's husband might not have been bitten to death by a wild beast!

But to be honest, he liked little Panduo very much. This child seemed to like plants very much since he was a child. He was around various crops all day long, and sometimes he could even sit under the mulberry tree for a whole day.

After thinking for a while, Uncle Mark said, "How about this, little Panduo was six years old last year, right? Let him go to primary school and study until he is twelve years old. If he is still willing, I will accept him as a disciple!"

"Ah? Study?" Ms. Sel frowned.

They have only been in the wilderness for a few months, so they don't know much about these things.

She had heard that they could study before, but she didn't take it seriously.

What can you do with studying? Can you eat?

The family can't even support him, and she doesn't want her little Panduo to starve to death in the future.

As if seeing her concerns, Uncle Mark smiled and said, "If little Panduo studies, he may be able to earn more than a dozen Azan coins a month in the future!"

He knew that rural women like this had a short vision, and it was useless to talk about ideals and human rights. Only the real thing was useful.

"What?! More than a dozen?!" Ms. Sel covered her mouth and exclaimed, and the little Panduo in her hand also broke free from her restraints.

One Azan coin may require more than three gold coins to exchange!

A person can only spend three copper coins a day to get enough food and clothing.

A dozen Azan coins...

Ms. Sir looked at her son, and little Panduo was scared.

Uncle Mark smiled, but his mind was not here.

As a researcher of the Ministry of Agriculture, the Ministry of Agriculture has been established for so long, and finally there are some things to be released at the press conference!

...

A few days later, the largest auditorium in the Wonderful Land.

This is the holy place in the minds of all performers. Only the most outstanding performers and the performers who receive the most cheers and cheers from the audience can perform here.

Every year, there is only one chance!

Just like the annual library knowledge quiz competition, the strongest gladiator battle in the arena, etc.

Every year there is an opportunity to perform in the highest auditorium!

At that time, all places in Naseng that have live broadcasts will come together to watch this feast.

However, for the Great Wilderness City Hall, it is very easy to go to the auditorium.

In short, press conference!

There are twelve opportunities every year, and each department has twelve opportunities to hold a press conference.

People from the newspaper will come to write news reports, and there will be live broadcasts.

But there is a requirement, it must be a truly meaningful and truly significant discovery.

So not many people will use this opportunity.

However, today, the auditorium is crowded with people, and the former popular newspaper reporters, writers, etc. gathered together.

The photo stones for live broadcast have been placed.

Today, the Ministry of Agriculture will hold the first press conference of the year!

The Ministry of Agriculture generally has nothing to announce, and even the Ministry of Commerce and the like are the same.

Press conferences are generally exclusive to the Ministry of Science, and there are some inventions and scientific research results every now and then.

So much so that the Great Wilderness Newspaper is now planning to work with the City Hall to create a special publication called "Science" to publish the results of the Ministry of Science.

The Ministry of Agriculture and the Ministry of Industry also want to create two "Agriculture" and "Industry" and so on, which are also in the planning stage.

And today, the press conference of the Ministry of Agriculture still attracted a lot of people.

There were even two people in suits, a man and a woman, sitting in the front row, with magic notebooks and magic feather pens on the table in front of them.

The reviewers of the City Hall!

One person is responsible for the fund review, and the other is responsible for the awarding of model workers.

Fund review means reviewing the products of the conference and then deciding the budget for the next year.

Of course, Lin has strictly set the minimum fund limit for each department, but has not set the maximum. However, if there is a problem, there will definitely be accountability.

Like the Ministry of Agriculture, they basically have the minimum quota every year. There is no other way. There are no new products to show off. The things that can be shown off are all invented by Lin Ke.

The Ministry of Science has the highest quota every year, which is what everyone expects.

The girl who came to audit today is a professional [accountant], and she is just going through the motions.

"Do you think the Ministry of Agriculture will have any good inventions today? I really want to try new fruits... The peppers that the Ministry of Agriculture made last time were quite delicious."

The female auditor chatted with the male auditor next to her in a relaxed manner.

The male auditor was more serious. He first looked at his pocket watch. There were still five minutes before the start, and then he said: "As long as you create value for Dahuang City and as long as you work hard, whether it is mental or physical labor, it's fine."

"You are not answering the question." The female auditor was helpless, but didn't say anything.

After all, she was only auditing funds, and the person auditing next to her was a model worker, not at the same level.

What do you need so much money for when you arrive in Dahuang City?

For them, material enjoyment is far inferior to spiritual enjoyment.

"Alas, accountants work so hard and have no performance awards. I wonder when I can get a model worker award in my lifetime." The female auditor sighed.

The male auditor glanced at her and said nothing.

As veterans of Azaan, they were mentally strong and nothing could move them. Nothing!

At this moment, the time was almost up. An old farmer in sackcloth walked onto the stage of the auditorium with a little boy.

He held the boy in one hand and touched a potted plant with a faint glow in the other.

There was a small tree on the potted plant, on which grew several bunches of large and plump rye, several dark mulberries, and several bunches of crystal clear grapes...

There were even potatoes, watermelons, quinoa, corn...

So many things!

His first words under the spotlight made the male and female auditors stand up.

Not only them, but the entire auditorium was in chaos.

Because the old farmer said, "This thing can be mass-produced. It bears fruit once every month. Sixty plants can feed one person."