Daming: After self-explosive time travel, Lao Zhu's mentality collapsed

The rice seeds are crystal clear, like amber, shining with a warm luster in the sun.

"This is the 'Jingxiang No. 1' selected by our Department of Agriculture. It is the female parent." Wu Ping explained while sowing the rice seeds on the land: "It not only has a high yield, but also has excellent rice quality and a soft, waxy and sweet taste. It is A rare and good variety!”

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but marvel.

They all came forward and took a closer look at the precious seeds.

"Isn't this 'Jingxiang No. 1' a tribute rice that only the palace can eat?" Zhang Delu murmured to himself: "If it blooms everywhere, wouldn't ordinary people also be able to eat tribute rice? Mr. Wu is really kind-hearted. ah!"

Hearing this, Wu Ping smiled and waved his hands and said: "What did Mr. Zhang say? The success of hybrid rice cultivation will not only benefit the people, but also the country's fundamental plan! In the future, hybrid rice will be promoted, and it will not only be able to satisfy the needs of ordinary people The belly of the common people can add more money to the national treasury and strengthen the national power of the Ming Dynasty!"

When everyone heard this, their hearts suddenly surged and they were all very motivated.

They divided labor and cooperated, and carefully sown the seeds of "Jingxiang No. 1" in the first experimental field.

I saw those crystal rice seeds falling into the soil, and soon disappeared under the brown surface, quietly waiting for the moment to break through the ground.

"The sowing should be even and the soil should be covered appropriately." Wu Ping gave instructions and warned: "It should not be buried too deep, otherwise the seeds will not get enough oxygen and germination will be hindered; nor should the soil be covered too shallowly, otherwise the seeds will be easily The birds peck at it and it’s all wasted.”

Li Yang nodded frequently when he heard this, and thought secretly in his mind: "Looking at what Mr. Wu said, sowing is really a science! Only with the right depth and proper density can we cultivate strong seedlings!"

In this way, under Wu Ping's careful guidance, everyone quickly finished sowing a test field.

"Here we choose 'Nong'an No. 1' as the male parent." Wu Ping took out a handful of rice grains from another bag, looked at it carefully in the sun and said: "Although its yield is not as high as 'Jingxiang No. 1', it is worse than It is disease-resistant and drought-resistant, making it an ideal male parent choice. In the future, through hybridization with ‘Jingxiang No. 1’, we will be able to cultivate an excellent variety with both high yield and stress resistance!”

When everyone heard this, they suddenly realized.

It turns out that there is a lot of knowledge involved in seed selection. Both male and female parents have their own strengths. Only through clever matching can we complement each other's advantages and cultivate better offspring.

In this way, everyone carefully sowed the seeds of "Nong'an No. 1" next to the first experimental field "Jingxiang No. 1".

I saw those plump rice seeds submerged in the soil one by one, quietly waiting for the moment to break out of the soil and ear and bloom.

Immediately afterwards, everyone moved to the second, third and other experimental fields, and sown rice seeds with different characteristics.

In the experimental field, the land in several areas was clearly distinct, like a palette filled with various patterns.

Everyone looked at these fertile soils that had been carefully sown, and their hearts were full of expectation and joy.

They know that through artificial pollination and crossbreeding, they will be able to breed hybrid rice that combines the advantages of various parents.

That will be a long and challenging process, and it requires agricultural students to have a keen eye, a perseverance, and an attitude of striving for excellence in order to create a new chapter for hybrid rice to thrive on Chinese soil!

Although the breeding process is long and arduous, it is full of infinite hopes and challenges for everyone in the Department of Agriculture.

I saw Wu Ping leading the students back and forth in the experimental field, meticulously checking the growth of the seedlings in each area.

"Sir, look at this 'Jingxiang No. 1', it has only been planted for a few days, and the seedlings have already broken out of the ground!" Li Yang excitedly pointed to a patch of green seedlings, his eyes shining with joy. When Wu Ping heard this, he nodded and smiled: "This 'Jingxiang No. 1' has strong vitality and germinates very quickly. In a few days, when it grows to three or four inches tall, we can transplant it."

"Transplanting?" Qian Wenbin asked curiously: "What is this? Didn't we sow the seeds directly in the field?"

Wu Ping smiled softly and explained patiently: "Sowing is only the first step. When the seedlings grow to a certain level, they need to be transplanted. This will allow the seedlings to grow better and increase the yield per unit area. However, transplanting is also complicated. It is important to consider factors such as the size of the seedlings, row spacing, and plant spacing to achieve the best results.”

After everyone heard this, they couldn't help but respect this knowledge.

They were determined to study every step taught by Wu Ping carefully so that hybrid rice could grow healthily in this hot land.

While the disciples of the Department of Agriculture were immersed in studying breeding technology, on the other side of Fengyang City, the construction of the industrial zone was also in full swing.

On the construction site, horse-drawn carriages were continuously transporting sand, gravel, cement, and bricks to the designated location.

The craftsmen on the construction site were busy working nervously, their clothes soaked with sweat.

Officials from the Ministry of Industry stood aside, holding design drawings and shouting instructions to the craftsmen from time to time.

Li Changji stood in a corner of the construction site, scanning the scene in front of him with burning eyes.

As a senior craftsman specially hired by the Ministry of Industry, he is well aware of the great responsibility he shoulders.

This is the foundation project of Ming Dynasty's first modern factory, and there is no room for sloppiness!
On the construction site, excavators roared, shovels rose and fell, and dozens of workers sweating profusely were digging foundation pits.

Li Changji visually checked the dimensions and nodded secretly: "Yes, the direction and depth of the excavation are exactly the same as the design drawings. It seems that these guys have some sense!"

Suddenly, with sharp eyes, he saw a young worker not far away, digging soil alone.

That kid was working really hard, but his posture wasn't right, he looked like a headless fly, which was heart-wrenching to watch.

Li Changji stepped forward with two long legs, three steps at a time and two steps at a time, and came to the young worker.

"Young man, this is not okay!" He said earnestly: "Digging requires skills. If you work blindly like this, you are not only inefficient, but also prone to injury. Come, let me show you."

As he spoke, he took the shovel from the worker's hand and assumed a standard digging posture.

I saw his legs slightly bent, his back straight, his arms exerted force, and the shovel broke into the ground.

With the rhythm of his arms, a piece of soil was dug out neatly, and soon a small mountain of soil was piled at his feet.

"Do you understand?" Li Changji turned around and asked, with a bit of pride in his tone: "Remember this posture, and you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort!"

The young worker was dumbfounded. It took him a while to come back to his senses, and he continued to claim: "Master, your skills are simply amazing! I will go and practice hard, and strive to be better than my master as soon as possible!" (End of this chapter)