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1921 One thousand catties per mu

In the evening, Teacher Yuan arranged the accommodation for Yang Xiaotao and others, and invited Yang Xiaotao and others to have dinner together.

Needless to say, the most abundant item on the dinner table was a fat carp.

"Have a try. This fish has been raised in the rice fields for more than half a year. It was very carefree when it was caught."

Teacher Yuan asked Yang Xiaotao to use the chopsticks first. Yang Xiaotao picked up the chopsticks a little, and then tasted it, "It's delicious. This braised one is full of flavor and delicious."

An Ran on the side pursed her lips and smiled after hearing this, feeling particularly happy.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaotao looked over and said, "You didn't cook this food, did you?"

An Ran nodded immediately, "Of course, I burned it."

"sharp!"

As he spoke, Yang Xiaotao gave a thumbs up and praised.

An Ran smiled modestly. She knew Yang Xiaotao's craftsmanship, and it was also a kind of affirmation to be praised by Yang Xiaotao.

It's no wonder he put so much thought into this.

As Yang Xiaotao moved his chopsticks, everyone on the table also started eating.

Everyone had Erhe noodle steamed buns, pickles and fish, and fish soup in their bowls, and they ate happily.

From time to time you can hear the sound of sucking.

After dinner, Teacher Yuan knew that Yang Xiaotao and the others were working hard by boat and train, so he didn't bother them anymore.

After Yang Xiaotao and others returned to their residence, they did not go out again and lay down to rest.

As for the matter at the pharmaceutical factory, since no one called, it meant that the matter had been resolved and there was no need for him.

This way you will have more time to deal with things here.

"Mr. Yang, this is today's photo."

In the room, Wang Hao came over with a camera.

Before coming, Yang Xiaotao brought his camera from home.

He didn't want to miss this memorable moment, so he handed the camera to Wang Hao.

"How's it going? Do you have any outstanding photos?"

"Yes, there are many."

Wang Hao said, and then told the moment he recorded, Yang Xiaotao nodded happily.

These are not only publicity materials, but also the key to their memories in the future.

Think about it, when he gets older, when his children and grandchildren are around his knees, and when he watches honors being awarded on TV, he can take out these photos and say to the children around him, this is your Grandpa Yuan...

Yang Xiaotao regained his composure, and then smiled and said, "Tomorrow we will probably be harvesting rice, and we will have to weigh it. You have to record these, and wait until the photos are developed, so we can take them back to discuss things."

After giving instructions to Wang Hao, Yang Xiaotao went to bed to rest.

Seeing this, Wang Hao could only go back to his house to rest.

"By the way, let Captain Hao go to town to buy some meat tomorrow morning, buy more."

With that said, Yang Xiaotao took out 20 yuan from his backpack and a stack of national food stamps and handed them to Wang Hao.

"Okay, I'll send it to Captain Hao later and let him go early tomorrow morning."

Wang Hao knew that Yang Xiaotao was rich and that he had funds for his trip, so he was not polite to Yang Xiaotao.

After saying that he left, Yang Xiaotao lay on the bed and closed his eyes.

It was late at night, and Xiaowei emerged from the table and saw that Yang Xiaotao had fallen asleep. She did not make any fuss, but just helped relieve the fatigue of her body.

Outside the yard, Hao Pingchuan and Xiaobo were arranging patrol protection tasks with Team Wang.

Now that the harvest is around the corner, the food is all stored outside the base, so we need to be careful.

A person who travels a hundred miles is only half as good as ninety. Even if it is stolen by a mouse, it will be a loss.

The next day, the sky was bright and foggy.

After Hao Pingchuan got up, he drove the jeep to the town. Wang Hao gave him the money last night, so he naturally wanted to buy more things.

If you go late, you'll be gone.

What's more, he also knew that today would be a good day.

The sun gradually climbed higher, baking the earth with its scorching heat.

When Yang Xiaotao got up, people were already walking around in the courtyard, and Teacher Yuan was wearing a short shirt and sharpening a knife there.

There were two people beside me who helped to sharpen the black guillotine until it turned white little by little.

"Brother Yang, how did you sleep last night?"

"Okay, I didn't get much sleep during this trip."

"Here, listening to the chirping of insects and surrounded by the fragrance of rice, I sleep very soundly."

Yang Xiaotao said, and Yu Hua smiled at the side, "Teacher Yang, you are just like what the teacher said."

"My teacher used to spread out a mat beside the rice fields and lie down to sleep."

"Not to mention, those mosquitoes don't bite. Everyone says that mosquitoes also understand human nature and know who is good and don't bite."

Yu Hua said, but Teacher Yuan disagreed, "Don't talk nonsense, I don't have a few ounces of meat, and I don't have much blood. There won't be any blood from the bite."

Everyone laughed after hearing this.

After packing up things, breakfast is also ready.

After a simple breakfast, everyone was ready to start working, and they were filled with uncontrollable excitement!

They know that success must be success, but they don’t know how much weight they will weigh.

If it's just more rice than ordinary rice, it's of little use.

At least, it should be like high-yielding corn.

Everyone was a little more anxious in anticipation.

The same goes for Teacher Yuan. While he was busy, he kept looking at the grain stacks outside, thinking about how much grain he could get out.

The tasks were quickly assigned,

Yang Xiaotao was arranged by Teacher Yuan to pack bags, and he himself was preparing to operate the threshing machine.

However, this arrangement was rejected by Yang Xiaotao on the grounds that he was more familiar with threshing machines.

Teacher Yuan didn't say anything about this. After all, Yang Xiaotao is more authoritative when it comes to mechanics.

Arriving at the carport nearby, Yang Xiaotao began to inspect.

Xiaobo came over at this time and said that many people from the surrounding villages were coming and told Yang Xiaotao not to walk around casually.

Yang Xiaotao nodded, he was not someone who refused to listen to advice.

He would naturally follow the arrangements for this kind of thing, and only a brainless editor would come up with such a mindless act of seeking death.

You really treat people like fools!

After Xiaobo left, Yang Xiaotao continued to inspect the tractor and thresher.

Refuel, add water, check the rubber ring...

It took about ten minutes to complete the whole set.

At this time, Teacher Yuan and others were already preparing outside.

After a while, Yang Xiaotao used a tractor to pull the thresher to the threshing floor outside the base.

At this time, after receiving the news, the surrounding villagers rushed over from outside to check the situation.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! They came here, first, to see how much output the institute has created.

Is it like what they say, one acre of land is worth two acres?

Secondly, I also wanted to take a look at this threshing machine. Although several surrounding villages had used it in advance, seeing is believing.

Years of working methods have made them biased against new things. Some people even think that the rice produced by the machine will lose its original taste, while others think that some rice will be lost...

Under various circumstances, people who came to the scene surrounded the area, and some children climbed directly onto the walls and trees, full of energy to watch the excitement.

Yang Xiaotao adjusted the car and then connected the thresher's engine to the tractor with rubber rings.

Because the rice has matured early, the grains inside the ears are full, and it smells like grain.

In other words, it's more like the smell of sunshine.

Yang Xiaotao took out a pack of masks, put one on himself, and then gave it to others.

Everyone got into position, and then in Yang Xiaotao's voice, the tractor made a clicking sound, and then drove the threshing machine to rotate rumble.

When Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, Teacher Yuan on the other side had already raised the guillotine. Next to him, Yu Hua put the prepared rice in, and then the guillotine dropped hard, and a pile of ears fell to the ground.

Soon someone picked up Suitou and handed it to Yang Xiaotao.

So here in Chaoyang, at the base outside Xiaoping Village, under the gaze of everyone.

Yang Xiaotao put the heads of hybrid rice into the thresher with his own hands, and then there was a rumbling sound inside, and a moment later, rice came out of the grain outlet.

Next to him, Wang Hao recorded the moment.

After Teacher Yuan finished the first blow, he stood aside with a pen and paper and watched carefully.

Until they saw the white rice flowing out of the outlet, a little yellow chaff mixed in it did not affect everyone's mood at all.

Teacher Yuan reached out and picked up a handful of rice, his eyes sparkling.

"White, so white!"

Bang

As he spoke, Teacher Yuan pinched a handful of rice grains and put it in his mouth. He used his teeth hard and bit the rice that was not yet dry, and the bits and pieces filled his mouth. However, there was a look of satisfaction on his face.

It tastes the same as rice before.

Teacher Yuan didn't care to tell others that the machine was rumbling now, which was the time to be busy.

He nodded to Yu Hua and the others, and then came to the side to prepare to transport the rice to the side to dry.

As the rumbling sound continued around, the yellow rice ears were fed into the machine, and then the outer husks were violently broken inside, leaving the rice behind and flowing out with a whirring sound.

The person holding the bamboo basket quickly caught it, then carried it aside and fell to the ground.

On the other side, a hot wind blew out, accompanied by yellow chaff, making the people around stay away!

This scene is so similar to the time of wheat harvest.

Yang Xiaotao didn't care to look at it. He just put the piles of rice ears into the mouth of the machine as required, and then went back to pick up new ears of rice.

As time goes by, there are less and less rice around, the rice spread out not far away is getting bigger and bigger, there are more and more people watching the excitement around, and the voices of discussion are getting louder and louder.

Some people were sighing around the threshing machine, saying that they would be able to use this kind of machine in their own villages.

If I had known it, they would still thresh the grains by beating them.

With so much rice, it would take the whole family just one or two days to finish it.

Unlike now, it's not even noon yet and most of the work has been done. You have to remember that this is five acres of land.

However, some people were surrounding the spread rice and couldn't stop looking at it.

An older man came around the rice, stretched out his hand to hold a handful, and looked at the rice, which was larger than the rice at home, with an excited expression.

When one, two, or more and more people discover this situation, they will also be surprised.

They looked at Teacher Yuan and others no longer with suspicion, but with disbelief and a little gratitude.

If such a good seed is planted, wouldn’t it be possible to harvest more next year?

Some people have thought of it, and some are ready to do it!

Unfortunately, they don't know that if these seeds are planted, the yield will probably decrease next year.

An Ran heard everyone's comments and felt very proud that their efforts had finally paid off.

As for the seeds, she explained patiently. Although everyone didn't understand why they couldn't be planted, the things in the institute were incomprehensible and everyone understood.

In the middle of the afternoon, the threshing machine finally stopped rumbling, and the whole sky became quiet.

Yang Xiaotao plucked his ears and sat on the tractor, looking at the steam coming out of the water tank in front of him. He took off his mask and lit a cigarette to relieve his fatigue.

Xiao Bo and Wang Hao were sitting aside smoking cigarettes. They were in charge of the knife this time, and they were very tired!

The three of them looked at each other and suddenly laughed.

"Teacher Yang, give you some water!"

An Ran walked over from the side. Yang Xiaotao saw him and took a sip from the kettle.

"Where's Brother Yuan? Why haven't you seen him?"

Yang Xiaotao glanced at the scene. There were many people around, but no one from the research institute was seen.

An Ran smiled, "The teacher is waiting for someone to estimate the output!"

Yang Xiaotao put down the kettle, then smiled and said, "He can't wait any longer!"

"Well, I've been waiting all morning. You don't know that the teacher is eager to put on a stove to dry the rice quickly!"

Yang Xiaotao shook his head after hearing this, then handed the kettle to An Ran, then stood up and walked inside.

An Ran watched Yang Xiaotao leave and quickly followed.

Just as he entered the gate of the base, he saw Yu Hua running out, and he looked particularly excited after seeing Yang Xiaotao.

"Teacher Yang, I figured it out, I figured it out!"

Yu Hua said excitedly, and An Ran on the side stepped forward to ask what was going on. Teacher Yuan also came out from behind, holding a pen and paper in his hand, and started talking to the side without waiting for Yang Xiaotao to ask.

"It's a basket of rice, three and a half kilograms heavier than usual!"

"We remember the number of baskets of rice!"

As he said this, Teacher Yuan spread out his notebook, and there were rows of straight characters on it.

Then, regardless of whether Yang Xiaotao understood it or not, he said excitedly again, "According to our calculations, the yield per mu is more than one thousand kilograms!"

"A thousand pounds!"

Teacher Yuan’s expression could no longer be suppressed. This number and quantity fully demonstrated that his hybrid rice was a success!


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