Go back to the past and be a schoolboy

Chapter 203
"The chief officer, the junior officer, both wear nylon pants. The left buttocks are Japan, the right buttocks are manufacturing, and the front is the land of gold."

"Nylon pants, trembling slightly, fluttering, the crowd stood so proud, some people called sir if it wasn't sir."

"Two fertilizer pockets made into a pair of nylon trousers, dyed black or blue, but not our villagers."

"..."

It has been a while since the Zhonghua brand "Golden Land" was put into the market. In order to actually investigate the use of chemical fertilizers in the countryside, Cheng Nuo took Jiang Jiangzuo and others, disguised as them, and went deep into the fields to investigate the situation.

I didn't expect that the more I ran to the grassroots, the more abundant the weather I felt.

Cheng Nuo himself was fine, but Jiang Jiangzuo, who had been living in the town, was an eye-opener.

Especially after hearing a few jingles about chemical fertilizers, his head was full of question marks, like a curious baby, chasing Cheng Nuo endlessly.

"Zhiyuan, why do they say that in their jingle? It seems to be quite popular, but I think it's a bit strange."

"Yeah, it seems that what is popular is not our chemical fertilizers, but our golden land packaging."

"Isn't that right? On the way here, I also noticed that several villagers who looked like they were well-known were wearing clothes repackaged and remade by our Golden Land, especially the trousers. The style looks quite novel, isn't it..."

Looking at Jiang Jiangzuo's hesitation, Cheng Nuo couldn't help asking curiously: "What's the matter, the color is exaggerated, and the clothes are a bit nondescript? Or something else."

"No, no, isn't it written on our outer packaging that the nitrogen content is greater than or equal to 25%, and it's usually nothing." Jiang Jiangzuo swallowed, and whispered: "After changing to pants, the number is just printed on the crotch. 25%, isn't it..."

Before they finished speaking, several people burst out laughing one after another.

Originally, Cheng Nuo and the others were relatively thin-skinned and tender. Although they had disguised themselves, as long as they looked carefully, they could still see the clues.

Now these people suddenly laughed "inexplicably", which instantly attracted the attention of the villagers, their eyes were faintly hostile, and they slowly began to gather around.

Cheng Nuo noticed all of this, and quickly gestured to everyone to stop laughing, and then took the lead to leave.

After leaving the sight of these villagers, Jiang Jiangzuo said with lingering fear: "Tell me, if we go one step later, will those villagers hit us with bricks?"

Liang Qichao, although he was considered older among these few people, was second only to Cheng Nuo in terms of physical fitness, he patted Jiang Jiangzuo on the back to let him breathe more comfortably, and on the other hand he teased, "Lifu, you This can't work, why is my body not as good as mine at a young age.

As someone who has experienced it, I advise you to spend less time on those numbers, go out and exercise more, combine work and rest, so that the road ahead will be smoother and smoother. "

Jiang Jiangzuo said humbly: "Gong Ren is right, I will definitely exercise more in the future."

Cheng Nuo said with a smile: "Speaking of which, isn't it true that we are talking about misfortune? If we wait a little longer, there may be too many villagers, and something bad may happen. We will have to wait for the rest of the journey." Be careful what you say and do."

Everyone agrees.

In the subsequent investigation, what disappointed Cheng Nuo and the others was that, except for the village just now, because it was relatively close to the chemical plant, it was more affected, so the utilization rate was relatively high.

But the farther the distance, the less and less the frequency of using chemical fertilizers, until Cheng Nuo came to a village named Chencaipu, and found that things had improved a little.

"My fellow, how is the harvest this year? Can you fill your stomach?" Cheng Nuo took off his shoes, rolled up his trousers and sleeves at the same time, held his cloth shoes in both hands, and stepped barefoot on the ridge with a smile on his face: "I see how these crops are growing. Not bad, there should be a bumper harvest this year."

"It's okay, it's okay if you don't die of hunger anyway, and you can add a few more dry meals." After hearing the greeting, the old man who was bending over to pull weeds in the rice field straightened up again, wiped the sweat stains on his face, and saw who was coming. Then he asked in confusion: "How many of you are?"

"Oh, folks, we set up an agricultural technology station. We came to the grassroots to see the situation of our farmers, so as to help everyone increase production and income." Cheng Nuo put his shoes aside, and stepped on the mud to go to the field to help the old man weed.

Unexpectedly, the old man looked cautious, and hurriedly stopped him: "Don't, don't, you are precious, don't go into the water, it's full of 'flattery', designed to suck human blood, we country people are rough and thick It's okay, but you city people can't do it, and you will suffer old crimes when you encounter this thing."

Cheng Nuo put on the straw hat on his back, waved his hands and said, "It's okay, I'm also from a mud-legged background. I didn't cut pigweed when I was young, so I'm good at doing farm work."

After hearing this, the old man was not only displeased, but when he saw Cheng Nuo really started to work, he said anxiously: "Oh, let me make it clear, junior, don't look at the rice growing well, but in fact our whole family counts on it This one-third of an acre of land is alive, I really can’t increase the tax, and people will die!”

Cheng Nuo was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that the old man had come to collect taxes from them as if they were the public, and he wanted to sell them badly in order to pay less tax.

Thinking of Cheng Nuo here, he couldn't help but feel a little sad. He threw the weeds he had just picked up on the ridge of the field, and said seriously: "Don't worry, folks, we people are here, we really don't want your money, but It’s to help you make money.”

Liang Qichao, who was taking off his shoes, also chimed in and said, "Yes, fellow, you have worked so hard to earn this little money for a year, and you can't even get enough food and clothing. How can we come to search for some more from you? It's not appropriate for us. , our conscience is also uneasy."

On the field ridge, Jiang Jiangzuo, who was busy tidying up the weed piles, added: "That's the reason. In fact, to put it bluntly, even if we give us all the crop money, we don't even look down on it. Why don't we go and get it from other people?" Mendao think about it."

With a lot of chatter, the doubts in the old man's eyes were gradually dispelled, and he began to open his heart gradually.

From the growth of children, to marriage events, to the fact that a certain buffalo in the village gave birth to two calves, everything was discussed.

During this period, Cheng Nuo was not only patronizing the information in the lobby, but was also busy helping with farm work.

Originally, Jiang Jiangzuo also wanted to go into the water to pull weeds, but he is a real urbanite and has never been exposed to this kind of farming before. He almost fell over, not to mention rough and rough.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Cheng Nuo hurried forward to help.

But the water is not as good as the ground, there is mud everywhere, and it is very strenuous to walk.

When Cheng Nuo rushed over, Jiang Jiangzuo had already fallen on his back in the rice field.

"Lifu, are you alright?" Cheng Nuo asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's okay, I don't have this diamond, but I want to do this porcelain work, so that everyone will be effective." Jiang Jiangzuo struggled to remember, but unfortunately his feet were unstable and he couldn't stand up. In the end, it was Liang Qichao who was a little closer to him. With a helping hand, he stood up with support.

But after he stood up, the first thing he did was not to see how he fell and whether there was any problem with the fall, but to look at the crops that had been crushed by him, and said with some distress: "Oh, I don't know what happened after I fell like this." Let’s see if these crops can survive.”

The old man who rushed over saw the swaying crops on the ground, he didn't show much pain, and said generously: "It's okay, as long as there are no problems with people, it's also you young people who are soft-boned and can stand the toss. Older people, not to mention lying on the bed for more than half a year after falling, it is estimated that everyone may die."

"But the responsibility is still on us. It's impossible to just let it go." Cheng Nuo squatted down and looked at the crops carefully, and found that a part of them had been directly crushed in the middle. Obviously, there was no possibility of continuing production. After thinking about it for a while, Cheng Nuo said seriously : "My fellow, do you think this is okay? We have contracted this mu of land."

"Contract? How can this work..." The old man was a little anxious.

"My fellow, please listen to me first." Cheng Nuo said in a gentle tone, "I mean, our agricultural technology station has contracted this mu of land. , still belong to you.”

The old man immediately opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief: "No, don't you all suffer from this? No, no, no, we can't do such a shameful thing."

Cheng Nuo smiled and said, "What's more, fellow villagers in the middle, you have to pay more attention to this mu of land, such as introducing us to the local weather conditions, soil conditions, etc. These things are valuable, and we are each other Equivalent exchange."

The old man shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, even if this is the case, you will suffer. Besides, I have planted crops all my life, and I dare not say that I can farm. It's not that I underestimate you, young people eat If you don’t know the pain of farming, you won’t know how to farm.”

Cheng Nuo looked back at Jiang Jiangzuo and winked at him.

Jiang Jiangzuo understood instantly, and said with a smile: "My fellow, we are definitely not as good as you in terms of ancient farming methods, but we have coups and tricks."

The old man frowned curiously: "What coup?"

Liang Qichao lifted the veil of mystery: "Of course it is the Zhonghua Brand Golden Land Chemical Fertilizer. With it, this mu of land can increase the production of at least [-] catties of rice?"

"What did you say, fifty catties?!" The old man couldn't help asking loudly.

Cheng Nuo said to himself: "Chemical fertilizers are used, and that's not all. Every catty of our golden land can produce three catties of rice."

Hearing this data, the old man was completely stunned, saying that he had never seen such a miraculous thing in his life.

But during Cheng Nuo's detailed introduction, the expression on the old man's face became more and more strange.

In the end, he couldn't help but said: "Young student, I seem to remember what you said about the golden land."

Cheng Nuo asked curiously, "I don't know where you met, fellow?"

"Just in front of our village chief's house, there is a piece of taro that is your golden land. Not to mention, this is the first time I have seen a taro that is taller than a person."

With that said, he led Cheng Nuo and the others to the taro field.

Talking about the origin of this taro field, the process is also very interesting.

At the beginning, their village, Chencaipu, planted several acres of taro at the entrance of the village, but when it was planted at the door of the village chief's house, all the manure piled up in the village had been picked out, so there was not enough fertilizer for planting taro.

But a large piece of farmland can't be left empty without planting, that would be too wasteful.

So someone suggested that they had seen two bags of golden land chemical fertilizer distributed to each village by the county agricultural technology station for free, but they didn't know whether it would work or not, after all, no one had ever used it.Some people say don't worry about it and give it a try.

So I talked to the village chief, and took a bag of chemical fertilizers printed with the Chinese brand and the words "Golden Land" to plant taro.

At that time, people were afraid that it would not work, so they picked a few human feces.

Dig shallow ditches in the field, pour a ladle of manure into each shallow ditches, loosely hold a handful of chemical fertilizers and sprinkle them on the manure, place the taro seeds, and sow them.

Unexpectedly, the taro that had been applied with the golden land grew more and more prosperous, and the branches and leaves not only far surpassed his kind, but were also taller than adults.

Some villagers in the middle wondered if the taro had used all its nutrition for its growth, but after digging open the roots, it was found that the taro planted with chemical fertilizers was more than the other taro plants planted with grass manure.

The unintentional comparative experiment completely convinced the villagers of the power of the golden land.

It's just that it's still spreading in a small area right now, so other villagers don't know about it yet.

As for why the old man knew about this, it is actually very simple, because he did the job of applying chemical fertilizers to the taro himself.

"Young students, you are really good. Those who don't know about Jintudi, Liangjingjing, and Baishasha will think it's candy. If it doesn't smell like urine, maybe some children will eat it secretly." Cheng Cheng Nuo and the others led to the taro field, the old man expressed emotion.

Jiang Jiangzuo seemed to have discovered something terrible, and asked curiously: "My fellow, how did you know that Jintudi would smell like urine?"

"This...I..." The old man's question was overwhelmed by this question, and he argued with a blushing face, "I've heard people say that not only does it smell like urine, but it's also very spicy in the mouth."

Seeing that Jiang Jiangzuo was about to break the casserole and ask the end, Cheng Nuo hurriedly stopped him: "You can smell this thing, so you don't need to go there."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had grasped some life-saving straw, and said quickly: "Actually, it was the mother-in-law in our village who loves to take advantage of it. At that time, she came to the village chief's house with her child on her back to run errands. Pay attention to quickly grab a handful and put it in your pocket, and stuff it in the doll's mouth when you go back.

Unexpectedly, the baby immediately burst into tears. At that time, the mother-in-law complained to the child that she was still crying when she was given something to eat, and others couldn’t eat what she wanted.Seeing that the child was still crying hard, she felt a little strange, so she grabbed a little and put it in her mouth, only then did she know what the smell was. "

After listening, Cheng Nuo remained silent.

I believe this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened. With the expansion of the Golden Land territory, such similar "jokes" will continue to emerge in endlessly.

Later, I decided to continue to improve the process and increase the smell of urine.

However, when he saw the clean golden land packaging bags washed in the village chief's yard, his heart became complicated again.

The fertilizer pocket is a kind of white chemical fiber that we Chinese called nylon at the time. This kind of chemical fiber is relatively thin, soft and lubricating, at least it feels better than earthen cloth, and the color is brighter.

After fertilization, some villagers looked at the packaging bag and had a whim, and used it instead of fabric to make clothes. Pants or jackets were made from two fertilizer pockets.

So for a while, you followed my example and used fertilizer pockets to make pants, so a group of special people who wore fertilizer pockets and made clothes appeared like this.

Rare things are more expensive, because the amount of gold and land costs is limited after all, and there are very few fertilizer pockets, so fertilizer pockets and clothes have become rare items, so it is not easy for ordinary people to get them.

Coupled with the indelible font on the packaging bag, it is simply not too noticeable.

Thinking of this, Cheng Nuo couldn't help feeling: "This is really a scene that I never thought of.
Alas, the road to domestic industrialization is artificial and far away! "

As for changing the outer packaging to schoolbags, changing the ceiling, changing the carriage, etc., there will only be more and more things, who will make it easy to use.

In this way, in the following days, every time Cheng Nuo and his party went to a place, they would lease an acre or two of land, specially promote new farming methods, apply golden land fertilizers, and put the increase in production and income in front of the villagers.

(End of this chapter)