Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 1341, Chapter 1328: I'm tired of saying the word "envy".
What happened in a year and a half?
Every tradition has a starting point, and Erdeni said that lotus root is their tradition.

Let this tradition begin now.

The other tribal elders were secretly complaining, but actually, they were extremely envious.

It is said that Inner Mongolia is rich in water and grass, and cattle and sheep are everywhere.

But the truly top-tier grasslands with abundant water and grass cover an area of ​​only 100,000 square kilometers. Even including the less-than-top-tier grasslands, the total area is only 543,000 square kilometers.

And not far from this tent, you can see the Gobi Desert, which covers an area of ​​45.8 square kilometers.

In addition, there are 12.6 square kilometers of the four major sandy lands: Mu Us, Hunshandake, Horqin, and Hulunbuir.

The arid desert area covers a staggering 60.93 square kilometers.

The Kubuqi Desert, where Erdeni is located, is only a part of the Mu Us Desert.

Most of the tribes present live in vast desert areas.

They were relatively poor and backward, and even lacked enough water to drink, yet they struggled to make a living.

Why should your Piyinggetai Village in Erdeni, your area, which is also making a living on the edge of the sand, be the only one to do so?

In just a few years, they even built a lotus pond and a water network.

They even use desert lotus flowers to attract tourists.

Planting lotus flowers, digging lotus roots, and raising fish in the vast desert has created a scene reminiscent of the water towns of southern China.

That's so damn... I'm so envious.

The scenery of the water town is something that not only Mansour and his fellow Middle Easterners like.

Northerners prefer it.

That's why it's called a "northern trap".

Southerners yearn for the vast desert, grasslands, and endless snow-covered landscapes.

But northerners find the misty, rainy Jiangnan region most enviable, with its gentle, poetic charm.

This is what it means to love what you lack.

Lotus flowers, slender willows, gentle rain, light mist, and the lotus blossoms in the winding courtyard—these are all representative of the scenery of Jiangnan.

Imagine rowing a small boat and picking lotus pods in a lotus pond – the scene is simply breathtaking.

I can't take my eyes off videos and pictures online.

This is ridiculous! Right here in our own backyard, on the edge of the desert, you've created a huge lotus pond. Who can stand it?

Every single one of these elders present.

They all went to Piyinggetai Village to see what was new.

Oh my goodness, those lotus ponds are filled with lotus leaves, so densely packed together, like jade carvings; pink lotuses stand gracefully among them, shyly half-hidden, freely unfurling their petals.

A little toad was perched on a lotus leaf, croaking.

The little fish swam happily under the leaves, their tails splashing water.

Batu Chaolu still clearly remembers how lucky he was on that trip.

It rained in the middle of the night.

When I went out this morning, the sun was out, there was a slight breeze, and some fog.

Fog on the edge of the desert? Who can I complain to?

When I got to the edge of the lotus pond, I took a look.

That truly was "the morning sun drying the overnight rain on the leaves, the water surface clear and round, and the lotus leaves lifted one by one by the wind."

Ancient poems and lyrics have come into reality.

Batu Chaolu felt at the time that if he had lived in such a place since childhood, he might have been able to write a few poems.

Unfortunately, he spent his whole life guarding the Gobi Desert, where the cold wind howled and the sand flew everywhere. All he could do when he went outside was spit out sand. He couldn't accomplish anything.

Looking at the beautiful scenery before him, he could only manage to utter one sentence after a long pause: "No wonder people say that Jiangnan is beautiful. The wind blowing on my face feels so refreshing. It really is wonderful..."

Moreover, that place has lotus ponds, grasslands, and pastures, where cattle and sheep can be grazed.

There are ordinary oasis grasslands, as well as grasslands like the Malan Grassland under our feet.

It's wider than here, but not as big.

Batu Chaolu could only console himself with this thought.

Pretending to forget that there was still a long time to go, several batches of trial-planted Malan grass stretched all the way from the edge of the desert into the desert.

Extending into the desert are also towering structures, their long arms drawing huge circles across the land.

Those were farmlands, hundreds of thousands of acres of farmland.

They planted large potatoes.

Although those potatoes were inedible, during the harvest season, oh my, it warmed my heart.

"Nima!"

Batu Chaolu got angry when he thought about this.

The person who led the tour back then was Erdeni, and his face was exactly the same as it is now.

I finally have something to brag about.

Besides large potatoes, they also have a chemical plant.

It was placed in an industrial area more than ten kilometers away from the village.

A railway was even built specifically for this purpose.

Everything is new.

During the visit, they talked about using advanced bioengineering technology and automated control systems to achieve efficient, safe, and environmentally friendly production, but Batu Chaolu didn't quite understand what they were saying.

I knew that the factory was big and clean, and it didn't spew out colorful smoke into the sky. The water in the nearby ditch was also clear, not yellow, red, green, or blue.

It didn't have any strange smell, not smelly at all, and not pungent.

As for the taste, it always smells like steamed grains, and you get hungry easily if you wait too long.

New things are always great.

The harmonious integration of industry and the environment was taken into account from the very beginning of the planning.

The factory is clean and beautiful, and it's very profitable because it's located near the source of raw materials, where potatoes are cheap.

The profits from industry are used to support local agriculture.

Water conservancy facilities were put into operation in a rush, and round, plate-like farmlands sprang up one after another in the desert.

Besides grazing cattle and sheep, grassland pastures can also improve the climate, reduce water evaporation, and even condense water from the air to replenish groundwater.

The desert, yellow sand, tall iron towers, and farmland stretching into the distance.

An endless grassland, with flocks of sheep like clouds.

There are also winding waterways that connect to lotus ponds that resemble bunches of grapes.

All these sights piled together are truly beautiful.

Both are still useful.

Batu Chaolu didn't quite understand what they were used for. There were so many terms like bentonite, phosphorus-solubilizing microbial agents, and green fox tail algae that he didn't know what they did.

But he witnessed firsthand how that vast, impoverished village had become visibly prosperous.

Especially young people who work in other places are coming back in waves. They can work and earn wages right at their doorstep, so who would want to go out and work elsewhere?

With the return of young people, villages and towns have become lively again, and small restaurants, barbershops, supermarkets, internet cafes, express delivery stations, milk tea shops... all have sprung up naturally.

When Batu Chaolu visited, he even saw a movie theater under construction in the local town...

When did this small village on the edge of the desert ever have a movie theater? Even though there are more than a dozen villages and a town in the Piyinggetai area.

But the total population is only two or three thousand, mostly elderly people and children.

The movie theater certainly wasn't built for them.

They're doing this for the thousands of workers at the chemical plant, and also because the plant has attracted more supporting businesses, such as transportation, logistics, warehousing, and the town's courier stations, small restaurants, and so on.

It was explained at the time that one industrial worker could create eight jobs.

Moreover, there are hundreds of thousands of acres of large potatoes, which also require a lot of human labor.

Besides, how many tourists would be attracted to a lotus pond?

It's so lively, really lively.

I'm so tired of saying "I'm envious"...
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They are all people who make a living on the edge of the Gobi Desert. Once you visit Piyinggetai Village, who wouldn't want it? Who wouldn't want to own it?

The reason they "endured" Erdene's boasting was precisely for this.

But when I asked him for advice before, he wouldn't tell me.

They show absolutely no regard for kinship.

Actually, Erdeni didn't say anything; he himself didn't understand what was going on, he just felt that he was lucky.

A huge windfall fell from the sky, and he caught it.

Therefore, Erdeni pointed out a clear path for everyone.

If you wish to obtain the true scriptures, you should worship the true God.

Where is the true God?

The true God is right here!

Erdeni started the conversation by mentioning lotus root and mutton soup.

The elders dismounted and reminisced about the various scenes they had witnessed in Piyinggetai Village.

The implication is clear... there's no need for ambiguity.

They've revealed their hand directly.

Elder Bolkin Uyun represents various tribes, especially those living in the Gobi Desert and surrounding the four major sandy lands.

He spoke directly to Luo Yihang, saying, "Honorable Mr. Luo, you shine like the sun over Piyinggetai. We, the tribes struggling on the edge of the Gobi Desert, yearn for you to bring this light to our homeland—to make springs flow and flowers bloom!"

As expected of an elder, his words are full of poetic beauty.

Luo Yihang had already figured out what they meant.

The person who just talked about Piyinggetai Village in such detail and praised it so highly is just trying to replicate the lotus ponds, factories, and young people returning to Piyinggetai Village in their own village.

Luo Yihang, holding a bowl of mutton soup, smiled as he looked around at the elders.

These elders were all dressed in gorgeous clothes and adorned with expensive accessories.

To become an elder, one must come from a well-off family.

But apart from a few who looked very wealthy and were genuinely rich.

Most of the rest, like Batu Chaolu, are just like ordinary middle-aged and elderly people.

Even due to the harsh living conditions and a lifetime of hard work, their skin is rough and their wrinkles are deep, making them look older than their peers in inland areas.

Making a living on the edge of the Gobi Desert is tough.

Moreover, they share the same problem as most rural areas in Northwest China: young people have all gone to the cities.

My hometown is only inhabited by elderly people.

It could even be more serious.

For example, what I saw these days in Batu Chaolu's village was that there was only one young person under the age of thirty.

He was truly the son and grandson of the entire village. Whether their cell phones were on silent, their phone credit was used up, they wanted to buy things online, or their TVs and washing machines were broken, they would all turn to him.

If someone falls, gets hurt, or falls suddenly, they all rely on him to drive them to the hospital.

No wonder that when elders like Batu Chaolu talk about Piyinggetai Village, they mostly describe how lively it is there.
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Luo Yihang put down his soup bowl and said with a smile, "I understand what everyone means. You also want a Qiuyan No. 9 planting base, an industrial alcohol chemical plant, and even a water network and lotus pond, just like in Piyinggetai Village, right?"

The elders nodded hurriedly.

One of the elders, in his fifties, pleaded with Luo Yihang, saying, “Young Master Luo, you’re right, we are truly envious. We know it wasn’t easy for Piyinggetai to build such a large business. We’re all from the same clan, and we shouldn’t be trying to take away Elder Erdeni’s business. But for the sake of our 35756 fellow villagers, I have no choice but to swallow my pride and beg your help.”

After speaking, he turned to Erdeni, placed his right hand on his left chest, and bowed deeply in apology.

As he said, they are all of the same ethnicity. If they set up the same system on their side, such as chemical plants and lotus ponds, it will definitely take away a part of the market of Piyinggetai Village. At least tourists who want to see lotus flowers will have a new option.

Luo Yihang smiled and shook his head, replying, "The village of Piyinggetai started with the Qiuyan No. 9 variety, and then industry, service industry, and tourism developed. But they were able to grow Qiuyan No. 9 there because there's a river there. The initial water source was guaranteed, and then all of this could be achieved."

As soon as these words came out.

The elder who had spoken earlier looked troubled; there was no river on their side.

Looking around, many people also looked grim; the desert was already short of water.

Only a few people were overjoyed and exclaimed, "We have a river there!" "We have meltwater from the snow-capped mountains!" "We have a well, a deep well!"

“Wells won’t work. There’s no way to replenish the groundwater. If we pump it out, everything will be ruined.”

A few people shouted at the volume of dozens of people.

But most people remained silent.

Luo Yihang gestured to quiet the elders' discussion and took over the conversation, "I wonder if any of you have seen the launch event for Qiuyan No. 9? The trial planting of Qiuyan No. 9 involved first selecting suitable environments before choosing Piyinggetai Village. The planting conditions for Qiuyan No. 9 are quite demanding. As I recall, your positions seem to be..."

It wasn't explicitly stated later.

I watched the launch event for Qiuyan-9, and even if I didn't watch it then, I did now.

At this moment, they all remembered that, apart from Piyinggetai, it seemed that few of their tribes were within the designated area.

"Then that won't work?" The elder who spoke first said with a hint of disappointment in his voice.

Luo Yihang waved his hand, "Not necessarily. Qiuyan No. 9 is just one of the varieties we have cultivated. There are many other varieties, and there will always be one that is suitable. Even if none of them are suitable, we can always cultivate a special variety."

Luo Yihang already had this plan.

Cultivate some specialized, small-scale, and high-quality crops.

It may not suit everyone, but it can be the most delicious specialty of a certain place.

Every county has its own unique flavor, and every township has its own specialties. Every place has delicacies that you would feel you've wasted your life if you didn't try them at least once.

Having Breeding 4.0 in hand gives you confidence.

These words aroused everyone's excitement once again.

Before Luo Yihang could finish speaking, he said, “After you all go back, you can send us an invitation through your local agricultural department. I will send people to your area to conduct an on-site investigation, and then we will analyze the situation in detail based on your local conditions.”

They even explained the process.

After saying that, Luo Yihang picked up his wine bowl, "This is my way of repaying the elders for their hospitality."

Everyone raised their wine bowls in unison, saying nothing more, their emotions all contained in the wine.

After finishing his drink, Luo Yihang brought up the topic again, "Actually, whether it's industry or scenery, it all comes down to ecology. Take this place, for example..."

Luo Yihang pointed to the ground, "Since this grassland appeared in the middle of the Gobi Desert, so much has changed."

Speaking of this, Batu Chaolu perked up again.

No one present felt it as deeply as he did.

"Of course! This is a great thing that benefits all of us. What did the news say? A green barrier, a green shield to block the sandstorms." He raised his wine bowl again, "To President Luo!"

After drinking another bowl, Luo Yihang felt a little tipsy, mainly because he felt good about being praised.

With a glint in his eye, he was thinking of making headlines again...

(End of this chapter)