I take the whole village out of poverty and become rich

Chapter 40 The Battle of the Technology Route

When Huo Qianli followed Gu Haitao to the scene of the incident, Gu Daqiang had already arrived.

He and Tang Yuxuan were sitting with Mr. Hu on a rock beside a large piece of soil, with a few cramped villagers standing beside them, and the one standing in the middle was Gu Chengrong, who had been supporting their work recently.

"Mr. Hu, how are you, are you okay?" Huo Qianli asked anxiously with a concerned face.

Mr. Hu shook his head, and Tang Yuxuan explained: "It's nothing, I just got pushed."

Mr. Hu looked at Huo Qianli, feeling a little annoyed and depressed, "Xiao Huo, I didn't say that the people in your village are too stubborn. This is obviously a scientific truth, and there is obviously a better way. Why do you have to stick to it?" What about those wrong practices?"

Huo Qianli comforted him again and again, and turned his questioning gaze to Tang Yuxuan.

Tang Yuxuan sighed, and explained to Huo Qianli what happened.

At that time, he took Mr. Hu around and saw the family digging Danshen.

Hu Lao stood aside and watched. Although Tang Yuxuan didn't know what was so interesting about it, he had no choice but to accompany him.

Mr. Hu looked at it and analyzed it, saying that this company is knowledgeable, and then talked to Tang Yuxuan for a while about the precautions for harvesting salvia miltiorrhiza.

The stems and leaves on the ground should be removed first, and the ginseng roots should be dug line by line on the side of the furrow, digging deep trenches to expose the ginseng roots, and then digging the ginseng roots completely along the line, taking care not to dig them off.

As he was talking, he suddenly remembered that Tang Yuxuan was not his student, so he pursed his lips boredly and stopped talking.

But at this moment, Mr. Hu saw the old man's movement, and rushed over as soon as his expression changed.

The old man was holding a pair of scissors, and cut off a few thick, plump, bright red lateral roots with a diameter of about 1 cm from a plant of Salvia miltiorrhiza, and put them in the wet sand that had been prepared and covered them.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Mr. Hu asked directly.

Tang Yuxuan hurriedly followed up and explained: "Master, this is an expert invited by Cadre Huo to guide us in planting salvia miltiorrhiza."

The old man nodded slightly, pointing to the ground, "They are all experts, can't you tell?"

Mr. Hu sighed, "So, you really are branching out?"

The old man showed a trace of doubt, "I don't know why the roots are not divided. I am saving the seeds, otherwise how can I plant so many lands next year."

Hu Lao said in a deep voice: "Brother, your method is wrong! It's too wasteful!"

"What are you talking about!" The old man's face suddenly became ugly, "I have been growing salvia for decades, and I still need you to teach me?"

Mr. Hu bent down and picked up a rosette-like thing that was cut off by the old man and discarded. "Use this reed head, and use it as a seedling with thin roots for planting. After the land is re-leveled, plant it. This is the current situation. The latest and most advanced Danshen planting method, reed head propagation method."

Hu Lao said convincingly, but the old man's eyes seemed to be looking at a fool, he snorted, ignored Hu Lao, and continued to cut the ginseng roots.

Mr. Hu felt distressed, and stretched out his hand to grab the old man's hand to prevent him from cutting it again. After a lot of pulling, Mr. Hu, who had been doing research all the year round, was as strong as an old man, and was directly thrown to the ground by the old man's arm, and fell Standing up and down.

Huo Qianli turned his head to look at Gu Chengrong, who was on the side with a dark face, and said with a wry smile: "Old man, upon hearing this, it is probably your old masterpiece, right?"

Gu Chengrong showed embarrassment, "I didn't hit him! He fell himself!"

After finishing speaking, he pursed his mouth, "Where did you find some crooked (pronounced with Wei, meaning fake and shoddy) experts, like a yellow stick (rookie, meaning stunned), and actually said to take that reed-headed beard? Let’s plant, what are you planting! Plant a pile of reeds and grow out?”

Upon hearing this, Mr. Hu immediately retorted loudly: "Reed head propagation is the most advanced Danshen planting method, and the yield per mu is more than 50.00% higher than that of root propagation. This is all supported by detailed data!"

Huo Qianli's heart skipped a beat, and he said in shock, "What? Increase production by 50.00%?"

Seeing Huo Qianli's expression, Mr. Hu snorted, and finally someone who knows the goods came, "This is more than that!"

He shook off Tang Yuxuan's arm and stood up. He walked to the side of the Danshen that Gu Chengrong and his wife had dug out earlier, and picked up a Danshen that hadn't been cut off in time. Leave the Salvia miltiorrhiza in the ground without digging, and when it is time to plant, dig it and plant it; or dig it out, then choose a good root with a diameter of about one centimeter and cut it off, cover it with wet sand, and then plant it again when the time comes. Fall down. Am I right about this?"

Everyone present nodded their heads, and even Gu Chengrong had to admit that what Mr. Hu said was correct and comprehensive.

"However, the cost of this method is not low. We have done calculations, and it takes at least 65-80 kilograms of fresh roots per mu for planting."

Mr. Hu picked up a reed head, "If the reed head is used for breeding, the cost of this piece will be gone! Because the reed head is something that you discarded."

As soon as these words came out, even the most stubborn and conservative Gu Chengrong was a little moved.

Saving [-] to [-] kilograms per mu can increase the yield by half, which is too exaggerated!

Huo Qianli rushed forward and eagerly grabbed Mr. Hu's arm, "Is what you said true?"

A smug flash of pride flashed in Mr. Hu's eyes, and he said reservedly: "Why am I lying to you? There are experimental data in many places in the north. You can check it online."

Huo Qianli turned his head to look at Gu Chengrong. Gu Chengrong felt uncomfortable being stared at, and said awkwardly: "Who knows if his nonsense is true? We have been planting this way for so many years. No matter what you say, at least the output can be guaranteed, he said. What if it doesn’t work with this reed head? Why do so many of us follow him to drink the northwest wind?”

Although he spoke reluctantly, his words were not unreasonable.

This old man played well, but who knows if it was what he said in the end?
According to the current way, how can there be no risk!
The mentality of many people also became the same as Gu Chengrong's. The conservativeness in their bones once again gained the upper hand, and they hesitated to Mr. Hu's words.

Seeing the faces of the people, Mr. Hu couldn't guess what they were thinking. He became anxious and stomped his feet and said, "Why are you people so ignorant? I told you that this is supported by experimental data and specific examples. I lied to you!"

Among the surrounding villagers, one person rolled his eyes and said, "Grand Huo, why don't you do this! Let this expert plant an acre or two according to his instructions. If he succeeds, we will listen to him next year." How are you doing?"

His abacus is not inaccurate, even if he only follows the original method this year, he can earn a lot more money than usual, and he is already satisfied!

If what the old man said is true, it will be fine to follow along next year!
In this way, we are not afraid of losing our harvest this year, nor of losing future benefits.

Mr. Hu understood their thoughts after a little thought, rolled his eyes speechlessly, and was about to speak when Huo Qianli stopped him.

Huo Qianli looked at the crowd and sighed secretly.

Of course he believed what Mr. Hu said, because he believed in science and data, but he couldn't insist that the villagers do the same.

His mind was spinning rapidly, hoping to find a reason to convince them.

At this moment, a clear and beautiful voice sounded like a mountain spring, melodious and moving: "Huo Gan, why don't you use our land as an experiment?"

Huo Qianli raised his head suddenly, and saw the beautiful figure walking in front of him.

It was Jiang Qingyue who was as plain as a chrysanthemum.

"However, I have a condition." Jiang Qingyue's eyes flashed a hint of cunning, "If it succeeds in the end, the proceeds will be counted as my family alone and cannot be shared equally with the cooperative."

Huo Qianli's heart moved, and he understood Jiang Qingyue's intentions, and a villager immediately quit, "Girl Qingyue, you are wrong, everything in the cooperative belongs to everyone, and you say that your family can get it, isn't it appropriate?" ?”

Jiang Qingyue smiled slightly, "You don't believe what the experts said, so I planted according to what he said, and earned more money, why should I share it with you? You can't let you take all the benefits, can you?"

Gu Daqiang finally came to his senses at this time, and said loudly: "Right! Anyone who is willing to listen to the experts can listen! Our cooperative is all voluntary, and the few acres of land in front of my house will be planted according to the experts' instructions! At that time, no one will be allowed to come Share the money with me!"

The momentum of the crowd froze, they could persecute Jiang Qingyue, but they never had the guts to persecute Gu Daqiang.

While talking, Jiang Qingyue leaned into Gu Chengrong's ear and said something, Gu Chengrong glanced at Huo Qianli, then at Mr. Hu, gritted his teeth, "You can do whatever you want, I'll give you my land! "

(End of this chapter)