"Elder Hou?"
As soon as he hung up the phone, Zheng Fa saw Elder Hou running towards him.
He was holding an ear of rice in his hand. The ear of rice was as high as his shoulders. As he ran, the grains hit his smiling face.
Zheng Fa immediately understood what he was going to say.
"It's done?"
Elder Hou nodded and handed the rice ear to Zheng Fa.
Zheng Fa picked it up in his hand and looked at it.
The idea of Elder Hou is to use Nursing Home rice as the male or female parent, and cross it with other varieties of rice - the goal is to cultivate a variety that has the taste and yield advantages of Nursing Home rice, but can be grown on a large scale without the Spiritual Qi environment.
Now it seems that there are preliminary results.
Elder Hou explained, "We have tried more than 50 solutions, and now it seems that this one has achieved a balance in taste, growth environment and yield."
"We have conducted experiments without Spiritual Qi."
"This variety has a yield of more than 1,200 kilograms per mu, has a better taste than almost all varieties on the market, and does not have high requirements on soil fertility!"
The rice in the hands of Zheng Fa is a little smaller than the original varieties in Nursing Home, but it is a little larger than the varieties grown on a large scale in China today.
The grains are round and long, heavy in the hand, and have a delicate fragrance.
Holding this rice seed, Zheng Fa's heart suddenly calmed down, and he felt an inexplicable sense of stability.
"You are also a farmer."
Elder Hou looked at his expression and suddenly smiled.
"Huh?" Zheng Fa looked up and immediately agreed, "I am just a farmer..."
He realizes all the time that his early life left a very deep mark on him, and he loves land and food from the bottom of his heart...
Elder Hou laughed, with some recognition in his eyes.
"Everyone has given me so many praises. In fact, I know that I am a farmer... I have always been a little regretful in the past. I have done research for so many years and the yield has increased, but people don't like to eat it..."
Zheng Fa nodded.
After being in contact with Elder Hou for so long, he also understood a little bit about the current situation of hybrid rice.
To put it simply, it is not that hybrid rice has not been popularized, but that most of them are made into rice products - the taste factor is the main factor here.
On the other hand, hybrid rice is actually not only being worked on by Elder Hou, but many other scientists are also working on it.
Elder Hou's status as a pioneer determines that he is an explorer, and what he explores is the ultimate yield - but for large-scale planting, first look at the market and secondly at the cost. The ultimate yield is equivalent to laboratory results, and bringing it to the market is another matter.
In the field of hybrid rice, his variety is not the most popular.
This leads to a small regret of Elder Hou - his hybrid rice varieties are generally only regarded as alternatives in emergencies, and have not yet entered thousands of households.
Elder Hou looked at the rice seedlings in Zheng Fa's hands, his face softened a little, and he said to Zheng Fa, "People used to call me the father of something... I can't help but feel a little guilty in my heart."
He paused and did not continue speaking, but suddenly bowed towards Zheng Fa.
Zheng Fa supported him again.
But this time, the old man exerted great force on his waist and seemed unwilling to give up.
Zheng Fa was stunned and let go of his hand.
Elder Hou bowed deeply to Zheng Fa.
After getting up, Elder Hou said, "Now I also know what it means to die without regrets..."
Old Man Bai and Tang Lingwu stood side by side under the eaves, turning their heads to look at each other, with smiles on their faces.
"Is this a new rice seed?" At the dinner table, the visiting team leader Yang tasted a mouthful of rice in the bowl, and his eyes were filled with wonder, "Has this been cultivated?"
"Our work on Nursing Home has been completed, and we have to wait for the next experiment."
Zheng Fa explained.
Now this rice seed is ripened through Evergreen Talisman. The next step of the experiment is to see whether it can grow so well in a natural environment without Spiritual Qi.
But as Zheng Fa said, this part of Nursing Home's work is almost over.
The rest can also be done in an ordinary agronomy laboratory.
"Wait a minute, I'll make a call." Team Leader Yang suddenly put down his job and ran out.
Zheng Fa turned back and said to Elder Hou, "Elder Hou, the next step of training Spirit Plant is up to you and Professor Tian."
Elder Hou nodded when he heard this, and then said, "I am definitely willing, but I am not the most professional in the research of cytoplasmic inheritance..."
Zheng Fa also understands in his heart.
Even though Team Leader Yang makes phone calls every day, in fact, he does a good job of keeping secrets - only those like Elder Hou who are extremely trusted by the upper management will be informed of the details.
For example, this time, Zheng Fa wanted to find some experts related to nuclear engineering, but the process was a bit slow, and most of the time was spent on personnel evaluation.
After a while, Team Leader Yang came from outside.
She said to Zheng Fa:
"The Grain Industry Company mentioned before has been established. Did the chairman write Lingwu?"
Zheng Fa looked at Tang Lingwu, who nodded slightly, her expression full of determination.
"If you don't want to..."
Looking at her expression, Zheng Fa suddenly remembered that when she first met Tang Lingwu, she once said that she didn't like doing business - because she had a bit of social anxiety.
"I do!"
Tang Lingwu said.
Zheng Fa was stunned for a moment and nodded slightly.
Old Man Bai on the side suddenly turned his head and said affectionately to Professor Tian: "I do!"
Everyone was stunned at first, but then they immediately understood what Old Man Bai was talking about. Professor Tian slapped Old Man Bai on the back. "What the hell!"
"I didn't think that we didn't even have a wedding. What Lingwu said was so touching! I never said it."
"Old couples, talking about this, are all played by young lovers!"
As soon as he said this, Tang Lingwu blushed so much that he became afraid of being social.
Team Leader Yang on the side watched them finish the fuss and said again, "Also, I recently commented on National Science Progress Award, and I want to ask you..."
She didn't finish what she said, but Zheng Fa and the others understood.
I want to give out money and prizes.
"Isn't this... the experiment not completed yet?"
Old Man Bai wondered.
"Phase results are also results." Team leader Yang smiled, seeming to think that what he said made sense.
Zheng Fa is indifferent to this matter.
He looked at the other people at the table.
Tang Mudao has been focusing on cultivation recently and is not thinking at the dinner table.
Tang Lingwu is obviously a social fear.
Professor Tian doesn't seem to be interested either.
Old Man Bai... No, Old Man Bai Why do you look so eager to try?
"Teacher Bai, I see that no one else in the hospital is free, so you can go." Zheng Fa said, "If you don't want to..."
"I do!"
Three words, sonorous and powerful, seem to say - I will bear all this dirty fame and fortune!
Professor Tian slowly put down his chopsticks and looked at Old Man Bai.
"Xiao Tian?"
"Why do I feel that you were not so sincere when you said this to me?"
"..."
"Say it to me again!"
"You're not talking about an old married couple..."
"Say!"
Two days later, Zheng Fa and others were squatting in Old Man Bai's room, watching TV.
Today is the day when Old Man Bai accepts the commendation on behalf of Nursing Home.
The scale of the commendation was so large that a short paragraph was directly inserted into the daily news.
They watched Old Man Bai come on stage like a dog, receive the bonus and certificate with excitement on their faces, and then walk off the stage briskly - they felt relieved in their hearts.
Zheng Fa looked at this thing, mainly because he was afraid that Old Man Bai would have his brain twitch and take off in front of the camera.
On the road at the foot of the mountain, Team Leader Yang was driving his car, with two men, a middle-aged man and a young man, sitting behind the car.
On the car radio, Old Man Bai is being interviewed by a reporter from the main station:
"Under the wise leadership of Director Rainbow Mountain Agricultural Research Institute..."
"This honor belongs to our director..."
"He is not interested in fame and fortune..."
Rainbow Mountain Agricultural Research Institute is now one of the external brands of Nursing Home.
The two people who heard the news had different expressions.
"Bureau Yang." The young man couldn't help but ask.
"I am Team Leader Yang now." Team Leader Yang said with a smile.
"Team Leader Yang, I heard that this award was added temporarily?"
The young man asked with curiosity on his face.
The middle-aged man on the side tugged on his sleeve, but it was obvious that this young man was a little confused.
"Yes." Team leader Yang glanced at him through the rearview mirror and said bluntly, "I applied for it."
"..."
The young man's mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something.
"You think it's unfair?"
"I just feel... sloppy... the other winners were selected after more than half a year."
Team Leader Yang curled his lips and said, "Let me tell you this... maybe ten or twenty years from now, if this commendation ceremony can be remembered, it will be because of this Rainbow Mountain Agricultural Research Institute."
"..." The young man was silent for a long time before he said, "Team Leader Yang, are you really... a cultivator?"
Team Leader Yang smiled and nodded.
The young man had a look of ruined outlook on his face.
"Still not convinced?"
"I believe it, why don't you believe it? How can you not believe it when you have such a big battle?" The young man sighed deeply and said, "If you just say it is about cultivating immortals, I can still accept it."
"But you said..."
"The Immortal is playing with nuclear fusion..."
"This... is a bit too scientific."
At this time, the middle-aged man on the side spoke, "Isn't there a saying? The end of science is theology."
"Angkor? You..."
The young man looked at his companion in surprise, feeling that the other party's acceptance was too good.
"When I first started working on nuclear fusion research, everyone said it would take fifty years to achieve nuclear fusion..." Angkor said, "Now twenty years have passed, and the result is still fifty years..."
"In fact, everyone understands that breakthroughs in key technologies depend on luck. If we are not in a hurry, any prediction will not be accurate."
"But... how many more fifty years do I have left?"
The young man was startled.
Just listen to the middle-aged man continue, "If he really has some method of nuclear fusion... don't let him say that he is cultivating immortality."
"He said he was God, and I recognized him."
The young man pursed his lips.
Just listen to Team Leader Yang say:
"Don't say it's you... this rice is done."
"In ancient times, it was necessary to build a shrine."
"If the method of nuclear fusion is really feasible." Team leader Yang looked back at the two of them, "He really wants to be a god, who can stop him?"
(End of chapter)