"Then why have you made me do it these past few days?" Yang Ao asked.
Shen Jin considered for a moment. "Because I can't bear the pleading look in someone else's eyes."
"Well..."
Yang Ao felt that Shen Jin was brushing him off, but he couldn't find any proof.
"Oh, right. Fu Wei came to me yesterday and said he wanted to talk to you."
"Oh? Isn't he growing vegetables with the greenhouse team? Has he developed some new variety?"
It was rather funny, actually. After settling everyone in, Shen Jin had brought Fu Wei over as well.
And so the great Fu Wei, a man who had nearly won a Nobel Prize for his work in biology, had been roped into growing greenhouse vegetables.
Old Wang, with his balding pate, had taken one look at the soft-skinned Fu Wei and decided to put him through his paces, to teach him that growing vegetables wasn't so simple.
Instead, he had been proven wrong at lightning speed.
Fu Wei had made a few simple improvements to the greenhouse, adjusting the seed spacing, temperature, and moisture levels. By the next day, the seeds had sprouted.
For a while, Old Wang wondered whether all his years of farming had been a sham.
Shen Jin found Fu Wei loosening the soil in the greenhouse area.
When they had rescued him from the laboratory, he had been skin and bones. Now he had mostly recovered, with his physical stamina essentially back to that of an ordinary person.
Shen Jin had given Fu Wei preferential treatment when it came to food, which was how he had recovered so quickly.
"Brother Jin, look at these two hybrid vegetable plants I made. They're a cross between cucumbers and eggplants. The cucumber's skin will be smoother, while the inside