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

Chapter 1364 1351. Tomoko
Just when things were lively, frightening, and suspicious.

A post suddenly appeared on the internet.

A wisdom tooth on a cat's head (crossed out)... Tomoko

Enjoying the drama and gossip lately, huh?

Everyone knows that Cat Head is selling pigs, right? 100,000 big fat pigs a month, but it still can't satisfy the stomachs of the greedy girls and boys.

He yelled and screamed when he was being scolded, then tried to make jokes and apologize.

You all saw the Naadam Festival, right? It was so exciting! I heard that the owner of the cat-headed shop even had a big drinking session, betting 100 meters of grassland with just one drink.

It is 100 meters wide and only 2,000 kilometers long.

Isn't that interesting? Surprising, isn't it?
Amidst surprise, there was also a hint of smugness, and perhaps a touch of pride?
Don't you think the company "Cat Head" is quite interesting and good at creating buzz?

But you don't know that.

While the cat was entertaining everyone, it was causing a huge commotion outside.

Just as 100,000 piglets were dying and a grand feast was about to end the desert, Cat Head registered 11,455 patents worldwide.

It involves countless fields, including agriculture, breeding, biology, microbiology, information technology, conceptualization, and so on.

These patents, like the Sophon in The Three-Body Problem, have blocked the development path of Western seed industry giants and the four major grain traders.

Never underestimate a patent; it can be a weapon, you know?

Its function is exactly the same as that of Zhizi.

Since the 1980s, when seed technology companies led by Monsanto built up patent barriers, the whole world has been shrouded in food hegemony.

It took the hardworking, intelligent, and wise Chinese people a full fifty years and two generations of agricultural scientists to finally break through the encirclement in recent years.

Other countries, after a few years of effort, realized they couldn't win and were all defeated around the year 2000.

For example, Brazil has six times the arable land per capita and fourteen times the freshwater resources per capita of us.

80% of the country is located in the tropics, with abundant sunshine and rainfall throughout the year, few droughts and floods, and high humidity, making it suitable for the growth of a variety of crops. In most places, two to three crops a year can be achieved.

There are also vast natural pastures, the Pampas grasslands.

This country, a land of destiny, is where its people are starving.

Africa is an entire continent, stretching across the tropics, subtropics, and temperate zones, but without any frigid zones.

In more than 95% of the region, the average annual temperature is above 20℃, which allows for two or three harvests.

The population is only one billion.

Have you ever seen news reports of bumper harvests and overflowing granaries in Africa?

No.

News from Africa is full of famine, plague, civil war, unrest, malnourished children, and babies with big heads, big bellies, thin arms and legs.

Are they just naturally lazy?

Is it that they have such fertile land but are unwilling to cultivate it? Would they rather starve to death than bother to sow a handful of seeds in the soil?

There might be lazy people among them.

But I don't believe that dozens of countries and hundreds of ethnic groups are all born lazy.

Why are they hungry?

As you've probably all seen in the recent news and rumors, it's all the fault of those people who are trying to gain food hegemony.

To put it bluntly, it's the seed industry giants led by Bayer, and the four major grain traders (ABCD).

However, I must say "but".

With the emergence of Cat Head Breeding 4.0 and the registration of over 10,000 patents by Cat Head.

Food hegemony has come to an end!

I'll just leave this sentence here!

Of course, Breeding 4.0 is only an external factor.

They're almost finished themselves.

Just like when Ye Wenjie pressed the button out of disappointment with humanity before the Trisolarans invaded Earth.

The bigger problem lies within them.

For example, Cargill, one of the four major grain traders, is also the largest of the four major grain traders (C in ABCD).

Last year, the company's revenue exceeded 150 billion US dollars, but its profit was only a little over 3 billion US dollars.

Its debt has reached a staggering 60 billion yuan, with debt growth far exceeding profit growth.

The other companies are similar; Louis Dreyfus' annual profit is only $7 million, with a profit margin of only 1.3%, which is lower than depositing money in a bank.

It's one of the four major grain traders, controlling the global trade and processing of commodities such as grains, oilseeds, sugar, and cotton; it's a monopoly.

You only made this little money?

It does charity work, right?
Some might say that foreign companies offer better benefits, higher salaries, and have labor unions.

Okay, even if they're taller.

Cargill pays its 150,000 employees in more than 1500 factories in 70 countries and regions around the world the highest wages in Europe and America.

$100,000 a year for one person, that's more than enough, isn't it?

It's only $15 billion.

That's just a fraction of their income.

In reality, the vast majority of their factories are in developing countries, and the vast majority of their employees are ordinary workers. How much can they pay them? Not even ten thousand US dollars.

Where did all their money go?

He's extorting money, embezzling, misappropriating funds, manipulating others, and acting like Commissioner Smith.

They've reached a point where reform is absolutely necessary.

Reforms can be divided into two types: moderate and radical.

In a more moderate case, like Britain, capitalism overthrew feudalism, and after a few wars, the British monarchy has survived to this day.

It was so intense, like the French Revolution, that the king's head was chopped off, and who still heard of the French monarchy?

However, moderate reforms require substantial benefits to appease existing interest groups in order to ensure a smooth and gradual transition.

For example, the Industrial Revolution and the Age of Exploration.

Breeding 4.0 is equivalent to the industrial revolution in agriculture.

How huge are its profits?
Just look at the cat's head and you'll know.

Candy costing over twenty yuan, how many people would have bought it in the past? Isn't this just a blatant rip-off?

Who among you doesn't have one on hand right now?
Fried mushrooms costing over twenty yuan a serving? They're outrageous, folks!

Now, there are long queues at thousands of stores every day.

There's also Super Malan Grass.

A single deal can earn hundreds of millions.

There's also Glue 77.

As the cat himself said, planting that stuff is just like planting radishes.

How much do radishes cost? A few dollars for a whole bunch.

But he dared to sell tires made from the same weight of Glue 77 for 100 yuan! 100 yuan!!!

As for the company's benefits, let me ask you one question: if I offered you a job at Cat Head, would you want to go?

Technological progress is equivalent to productivity progress.

Advances in productivity can bring unimaginable wealth.

Now, with over 10,000 patents, CatHead has blocked the path for those monopolistic groups to upgrade their technology.

Just like a wise angel.

The vast ocean of stars is now just a small, gradually drying pond; go and struggle.

What are the seed industry giants and the four major grain traders supposed to do?

Why don't you try a revolution and beat the dog's brains out?

Or try to see if falling behind means being vulnerable to attack? Pick up your swords and spears and fight our tanks, planes, cannons, and ironclad warships.

Both paths are acceptable.

Go ahead and risk your lives!
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Upon the publication of this article, countless onlookers were suddenly enlightened and greatly shocked.

No wonder so much trouble has been brewing lately, with talk of hegemony, crises, and even a nuclear war.

I thought they were trying to smear me again.

So this time it wasn't a "smear campaign" after all; I actually played the "villain" this time.

Why am I secretly pleased?

You're saying this isn't "making people kiss you"?
Revealing the truth is better than nuclear war, isn't it? Even the official account of "Cat Head" (a popular online account) liked, shared, and commented: "[We're coming clean, we are the Trisolarans!]"

This ignited the entire audience.

The comments section is packed with people.

[Get down here and let me sit up for a while, you cat-headed editor, do you even know what you're doing?]

Well, they're after Xiao Zhao's position again.

Her job is too stressful; she's constantly being watched.

What followed was good-natured teasing.

[One hundred dollars! One hundred dollars! Tires made from radishes are selling for one hundred dollars! (Photos of my own car tires) x9]

The official account of Cat Head replied: [There's also lifetime free access to Cat Qiqi. (Cat Qiqi photos) x9]

Trying to get by with cuteness.

This person was also easygoing and immediately replied, "Oh right, Cat Seven, it's okay then, I have an account (screenshot of the unique ID, QR code is obscured)."

There was also the slogan "[Eliminate human tyranny, the world belongs to the Trisolarans!!]" which was shouted loudly and received thousands of replies.

Some even exclaimed, "Is this what it feels like to be a villain? I love it!"

Some people were curious and asked, "What are your patents? Could you give me a clear explanation that I can understand?"

The cat-headed friend thoughtfully sent a black picture.

Once you open it, it's enormous.

Moreover, this image isn't black; when zoomed in, it's covered with densely packed small characters. There are so many characters that the whole image appears black.

The smaller print lists things like rhizobia, Bacillus subtilis, nitrogen-fixing bacteria, Streptomyces, Bacillus megaterium, and Bacillus mucilaginosa...

Why are you asking about patents? Why are you just listing the names of these microorganisms? How many are there actually?
The person who posted the thread kindly explained: "This is related to a patent called 'Soil Microbial Association Model and Microbial Community Ecosystem Activation Technology,' which encompasses over 7,900 types of microorganisms—basically all the microorganisms found in soil. This patent is one of the more than 10,000 patents held by 'Cat Head.'"

This person is truly knowledgeable; netizens were immediately impressed.

[Damn, so intuitive! It's incredibly intuitive!]

[All the microorganisms you can see in the soil? This is a complete mess!]

[Damn, this is just one patent; there are over 10,000 similar ones.]

Now I understand what a complete lock-in means; they haven't left the opponent any way out!

[This won't do anymore, this won't do! I've gone too far! I'll just ask you, where are you Wallfacers?! Wallfacers, come out here right now!]
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Unfortunately, Luo Ji wasn't on the other side, and the Wallfacer was being used as bait.

And then another wallbreaker appeared...

The event is becoming increasingly lively, a lively spectacle that keeps revolving around the issue.

In response to the strong demands of the majority of netizens ( ) and onlookers ( ).

Luo Shaoan and his team traveled to Guizhou, hoping to get a response from their boss.

I have no choice but to go. The location of the cat-headed boss has been exposed, and at least 100 million people across the country know that he "bullied little girls" in Tongzi, Guizhou.

The netizens are so enthusiastic.

Luo Shaoan was forced to start a live stream on the way, looking out the window.

The view outside the window is familiar; it's the mountains of Guizhou. There was an episode of "A Taste of Life" set here, and I've watched it countless times.

Once we entered the village, wow, it was different! When did so many small buildings appear?

Red brick walls, large black tiles, red peppers hanging from the eaves, chickens and ducks running around.

What a beautiful mountain village scene! It seems that the once impoverished village in Xunwei has become prosperous.

There weren't many people there, only a few elderly people and a few toddlers who had just learned to walk.

There are less than ten in total.

We passed through the village and arrived at the terraced fields further up.

Wow, it's so lively here! It turns out the whole village is here.

Men, women, and children all pitched in to dig potatoes in the field.

Even five- or six-year-old children dragged a bag and crawled behind the adults to pick it up.

The terraces are built layer upon layer, reaching very high, and there are people in each of the terraces.

Several hundred.

Unfortunately, there were only two small agricultural machines.

Sigh, the fields here are still too fragmented; the farm machinery can't get down there.

The car came to a stop.

Luo Shaoan jumped out of the car and stood there looking around.

Pointing forward, he said, "Our boss is over there."

The viewers in the live stream stared wide-eyed at the scene, only to find villagers working hard, with no sign of the cat-headed boss.

Is this poor guy blind?

Fortunately, Luo Shaoan didn't read the comments, otherwise he definitely would have said something.

Luo Shaoan jogged up the newly built cement road and ran to about the middle of the field before stepping onto the ridges and going down into the field.

In order to squeeze out more space for growing crops, the ridges in these terraced fields are extremely narrow, barely wide enough to fit one foot.

There was a high platform right next to it, and if you weren't careful, you would fall to the next level.

But Luo Shaoan was not intimidated at all and walked very fast.

As he walked, he waved and shouted, "Boss, boss!"

A man in the field heard the voice, turned around, and waved, "Come on, come down and get to work."

Luo Shaoan agreed and jumped down from the ridge.

The viewers in the live stream were shocked. They exclaimed, "Holy crap, it really is the cat-headed boss!"

He was wearing a work camouflage uniform with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing his muscular, bronze arms.

He was wearing a pair of canvas shoes, and his trousers were rolled up.

He's holding a hoe and digging potatoes.

[Holy crap, it really is the cat-headed boss! How did this unlucky guy recognize him?]

[Holy crap, the cat-headed boss is digging potatoes himself?!]

[Holy crap, are they just putting on an act because they knew we were coming? They're not even dirty, just a little mud on their shoes.]

This person has pretty good eyesight.

As for whether it's just for show, you can tell at a glance.

Luo Shaoan jumped down from the field and ran quickly to Luo Yihang's side, stepping on the harvested ridges.

He cheerfully asked, "Boss, how do we do it?"

As for the live stream, I've long forgotten about it.

Fortunately, there was a cameraman holding up his camera to film.

Luo Yihang glanced at him. "Can you still do it?"

Luo Shaoan thumped his chest loudly, "Of course I know how, I'm an old hand at it."

"Don't brag," Luo Yihang said, pointing at him with a laugh.

Then he called out, "Uncle Yang, take a break. Throw the hoe over here and find someone to do the work."

An old man on another ridge not far away turned his head and refused, saying, "It's not suitable."

Luo Yihang waved his hand at him, "Go get some water, catch your breath, and while you're at it, bring us a thermos too. Also, take a look around and see how much we've harvested..."

Luo Shaoan, the clever little devil, quickly jumped over and hurriedly said, "Take a break, let me try first. If I don't do it well, you can come back. I promise I'll be careful not to ruin your crops."

He took the hoe from the old man and, half-helping and half-carrying him, carried him to the edge of the field.

Then he ran back with a hoe, excitedly shouting, "Boss, where do we start?"

His tone was high, conveying the joy of working alongside the boss again.

Luo Yihang pointed to a spot, then, worried that he might have forgotten how to do farm work, he demonstrated it for him first.

He gripped the hoe handle in his right hand, estimated the distance, and swung it about half a foot away from the potato vines.

The hoe dug deep into the soil.

Then, with a flick of the wrist, a string of round potatoes was lifted up along with the clod of earth.

The movements were incredibly fluid and effortless.

Wow, the cat-headed boss really knows how to dig potatoes!

(End of this chapter)