Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

[A country's most advanced semiconductor technology: core technology of photolithography, including a complete set of blueprints. 1000 merit points]

[A certain country's most advanced military electronic components: military-grade chip design and packaging technology. 2000 merit points]

[A certain country's most advanced military electronic guidance technology: anti-radar stealth coating and guidance system design. 3000 merit points]

Su Wanqing looked at the three options with some regret.

These three technologies are highly sought-after advanced technologies for the country, but they don't seem to be of much help to my business. Even so, I have to replace them.

Moreover, this isn't some particularly cutting-edge technology; it's probably at the most advanced level in the world right now. She could easily explain it by saying: "A friend of mine accidentally got it from a certain country... As for how he got it, don't worry about that."

"Sigh, let's just exchange them. We'll use whatever we have. I just hope that after we exchange and hand these things in, I'll get some merit points in return. Otherwise, I won't have any merit points left for the next space upgrade," Su Wanqing pondered.

I was originally planning to meet with Professor Shen today, thinking there was something I could submit along with the paperwork, but it's clear this isn't suitable for him—Professor Shen has expertise in agriculture and planting, and these electronic devices aren't appropriate for him.

Who would you feel most comfortable giving this to?

Just then, we arrived at our destination.

Su Wanqing, supporting her pregnant belly, slowly entered the Academy of Agricultural Sciences.

Her belly is getting bigger every day. She didn't feel anything before, but now she feels like she's running around with a watermelon hanging on her back all day. If it weren't for drinking the spiritual spring every day, she would be exhausted.

Su Wanqing first went to check on her chicken farm.

This is a large plot of land that Mr. Chen approved back then, and it is now surrounded by a wall.

Inside, according to her requirements, tiered chicken cages were built, the cement floor was hardened, ventilation windows were neatly arranged, and the brooding room, egg-laying room, and feed room were clearly divided.

In this large place, only two mother hens and a few dozen chicks were all alone.

Three wounded veterans were cleaning and feeding the wounded.

Su Wanqing originally had quite a few chickens at home, but now that the site was built and the disabled people had been found, she couldn't let them just sit there doing nothing. So Su Wanqing simply brought over some of her chickens for them to raise. Every few days, she would bring over a few newly hatched chicks to keep them from having any idle thoughts.

"Old Zhang, Old Li, Old Wang, are the chickens all doing well?"

Old Zhang has some leg disability, making it difficult for him to walk and work, but raising chickens is not a big problem.

He moves slowly, but he can do it well. He cares more about raising chickens than taking care of his own son.

Old Li, standing nearby, laughed and said, "Don't worry, boss. Old Zhang takes better care of Zhang than his own son. He came at five in the morning and practically wants to sleep on this farm."

Su Wanqing told them to call him "boss" to avoid him calling her "great benefactor" all the time, which would give her a headache.

"Get lost! I was worried about the two new chicks that hatched yesterday, so I came to check on them. Besides, didn't you arrive at five in the morning?"

Several disabled people, some with missing arms, some with limpses, and the best off being those missing eyes and a few fingers, were playing together and laughing happily.

"Boss, will it just be the three of us at the farm from now on? Are there any other people there?"

"The boss is already losing money by supporting just the three of us, what other people do we need?"

"Yeah, boss, when are you going to bring in more chickens? Even though these are experimental chickens, there are far too few of them."

Su Wanqing smiled and said, "Don't think it's too few now. Next month there will be several hundred, and two months later there will be several thousand or even tens of thousands. Now you should familiarize yourselves with them. There will be many more people coming later."

Right now we're just searching for disabled veterans in Bincheng; next month we'll be searching nationwide. Director Wang has already found a new location, right next to our Academy of Agricultural Sciences. I'm planning to buy a plot of land there to build dormitories and a senior care center for everyone.

From now on, older people will sleep there at night and come to work during the day.

"You're in your seventies or eighties, that's when you should be working hard. How can you just stay in bed all day?"

"Hahaha!" When the three disabled soldiers heard that Su Wanqing was going to get the seventy- or eighty-year-old disabled old man up to work, they were not angry at all. Instead, they laughed and thought that Su Wanqing was right!

Only Su Wanqing didn't treat them as disabled people, and of course, she didn't treat them as human beings either!

"I knew it, Xiao Su is over here."

"Sure enough, Xiao Su is in here."

As they were talking, Chen Jianhua and Old Shen arrived together.

Looking at the farm, Old Shen sighed with emotion, "Little Su, I've only been gone for half a month, and you've given me such a big surprise by setting up this chicken farm. I've heard that you're going to raise those high-yield laying hens, right? If you really promote these chickens, it will be incredible; the benefits are endless."

When Su Wanqing saw the two of them come in, she smiled and said, "This chicken farm isn't fully set up yet, there's not even a place to sit. Please make yourselves at home."

"Mr. Shen, you're really busy, always so busy. I have important business to discuss with you."

Old Shen waved his hand: "Xiao Su, put your matter aside for now, tell me about my business first, I also want to discuss something with you."

Su Wanqing said, "Alright, alright, you're older, please go first." She just hoped that she wouldn't shock him so much that his jaw would drop.

Chen Jianhua smiled and said, "Why don't you two go to the office to talk? After all, we still need to sign a contract."

Su Wanqing was somewhat surprised. She took Old Shen on another tour of the chicken farm and then to the experimental base to see the chickens there. More than a dozen chickens had hatched there as well, but the process was too slow; they were currently only in the data collection stage.

It will indeed take at least six months to promote it.

Then the group went to Chen Jianhua's office.

Mr. Shen got straight to the point, taking out the contract: "I've given speeches in more than a dozen places, and they've all decided to develop shiitake mushrooms and white fungus, but unfortunately only you have mycelium."

The organization wants to purchase directly from you, still at two yuan per test tube. Each agricultural research institute needs about three to five thousand tubes per cycle. The capital also wants to purchase directly from you first, and strive to promote shiitake mushrooms and white fungus this year.

"So many mycelia are being purchased from me? Wasn't it said that the agricultural research institute would cultivate the first batch before supplying it nationwide? Or I thought it was waiting for the central government's mother culture to cultivate the mycelia?"

Su Wanqing did the math, and realized it was no small sum.

Old Shen said, "The central government hasn't cultivated it yet, so why aren't we buying from you? If we wait for you to cultivate it first, it will be six months to a year later, and then another two years before the people of the whole country can eat it—that's too long. So we've decided to buy from you while simultaneously cultivating it ourselves. The question now is whether you have enough mycelium?"

Su Wanqing nodded directly: "There will be plenty of mycelium."

The central government takes ten days to half a month to cultivate these mother strains and original mycelia, but in her space, with a flow rate of ten times, all the mycelia grow wildly, and even if it's not enough, it can be returned tenfold.

So you can have as many as you want, plenty to go!