"Director Gao, is this all the land here?"

Yang Xiaotao suddenly spoke, thinking of the white crystals on the ground. Compared with the inland, the land here is more barren.

"You mean those salt-alkali lands?"

"Um."

Gao Yufeng thought for a moment, "Most of the surrounding area is like this. It is dry all year round, with little rainfall and high temperatures, so crop cultivation relies on irrigation."

"Where we are now, the impact is relatively minor and the impact is smaller. As for other places, cotton is generally grown, and that stuff is easy to live with."

Yang Xiaotao nodded after hearing this, "Under such conditions, it is normal for corn production to decrease."

After Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, Gao Yufeng nodded.

"Although the production is reduced, there is a lot of land for cultivation here, and with the tractors you built, the planting volume of this farm this year exceeds that of five Yangjiazhuangs."

Gao Yufeng said happily.

If the quality is not enough, the quantity must be improved.

Here, the tractor can be pressed on the iron pear, and all it needs to do is hold it and run forward. The large flat land is convenient for planting, and the efficiency is greatly improved.

"By the way, does the Academy of Agricultural Sciences have a new type of corn that is drought-resistant and salt-alkali resistant?"

Yang Xiaotao suddenly spoke, and Gao Yufeng was suddenly stunned.

The two were silent for a moment. Gao Yufeng wanted to say it several times, but he kept it in his chest and didn't know how to say it.

This idea has never occurred to me.

But as for who can come up with such drought-resistant, salt-alkali-resistant and high-yielding corn, I guess the person in front of me is the most experienced.

"what do you need."

Gao Yufeng skipped the question-asking phase and asked directly, saving him the trouble.

You know, he is the director of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, so he still has some power.

Well!

Yang Xiaotao just mentioned this and asked the Academy of Agricultural Sciences if there is any research in this area. It seems that there is no research in this area!

Looking at Gao Yufeng's appearance, he felt like he was about to assign a task.

But after careful consideration, this thing really has room for manipulation. At least there will be this kind of corn in future generations.

It is grown not only here, but also in saline-alkali lands in other places.

Of course, it is also related to the transformation of soil, the emergence of chemical fertilizers, and scientific management.

"I can try, but there's no guarantee it will work."

Yang Xiaotao said conservatively, after all, there are no ready-made traits here. If you want to use genetic hybridization, you must have that gene.

"Okay, okay, hahaha."

"Just go ahead and do it, it's a new project."

Gao Yufeng was a little eager to give it a try, and his thin face even flushed with excitement, "When the time comes, you tell me how to do it, and if you are missing anything, I will find it for you."

"Even if Dean Zheng knows about it, he will support it unconditionally."

"Think about it, if it is really done, here, here, these vast saline-alkali lands are all land, how much food will be grown."

Gao Yufeng was already imagining the joy of success and didn't even see the astonished look on Yang Xiaotao's face.

After a while, Gao Yufeng beat his fists and left the residence happily.

He wanted to go back and plan carefully, and when spring came next year, he would set aside a special saline-alkali land for Yang Xiaotao to do experiments.

Hearing the sound left behind when he went out, Yang Xiaotao felt completely bad.

I just said it, but I really don’t have such a strong desire.

I still want to go home as soon as possible.

...

All in all, whether Yang Xiaotao asked casually or thought about it seriously, Gao Yufeng took this matter as a serious matter.

I also specially found the director of the farm, Ma Sanxing, and told me to find a piece of land next year, which would be of great use.

In the evening, when Yang Xiaotao was eating, he heard the farm discussing this matter and was speechless again.

Now that things have come to a point, it has to be artificial, at least there has to be an attitude.

As for being accidentally tricked by Xiaowei into succeeding, well, that's all luck, luck.

After dinner, Yang Xiaotao excused himself to take a rest and returned to his residence, where he began to plan how to create this kind of 'drought-resistant and salt-alkali-resistant corn'.

As for whether it is high-yielding or not, if it can grow, you will make money, and that is not your concern.

So Yang Xiaotao started tinkering with corn seeds in the house.

But looking at the piles of corn seeds on the table, Yang Xiaotao was a little at a loss as to what to do.

Xiaowei moved in and out of the table, her body seemed to be wandering in the water, and she made two hissing sounds from time to time to remind her of her existence.

"Drought resistance, salt-alkali resistance, at least find these two."

"Now it seems that these three types of corn can survive in saline-alkali soil, but the saline-alkali soil on the farm is only mild, which does not represent all."

"Perhaps, if the salinity increases slightly, the land will not be able to survive."

The pencil in his hand kept spinning, and Yang Xiaotao felt helpless.

What a mess.

"Forget it, go take a rest."

Get up and walk out of the room.

Night, farm.

The bonfire was lit, the wind blew the sparks into the sky, and then went out in the dark.

There was a sumptuous meal at the farm tonight, and everyone had never been so happy.

So after dinner, there were after-dinner activities.

Everyone gathered around, and in the yellowing firelight, Yang Xiaotao and Gao Yufeng, Ma Sanxing, sat together, as if they were the most distinguished guests in the room.

As a group of people finished singing, someone else came forward to perform a folk dance.

Even though there are only more than 200 people here, those who were left in the original team are all members of the team, and they come from all over the world.

One of the soldiers performed a Yue opera piece. Although I couldn't understand what was being sung, the tone was very charming.

Everyone is warmly welcomed.

No one is laughing, no one is embarrassed, this is a passionate and unrestrained era, and on this farm, people like to go straight.

As the activity progressed, Gao Yu also came off the stage and performed a performance of beating wood with his hands. Lao Ma threw the wood out. Gao Yu drew his gun and shot, and the gun hit the target. It was very cool.

Yang Xiaotao clapped his hands. This kind of accuracy and feel are just like those of a fitter. In addition to training day and night, he also needs a little bit of talent.

"Teacher Yang, come here."

Just when Yang Xiaotao failed, Captain Mu suddenly walked to the campfire, spread his legs, and assumed a Mongolian fighting posture.

"Teacher Yang, you are a brave man for killing a pack of wolves by yourself."

"And I am also a Batur on the grassland."

"Now, I am willing to challenge you, and I hope you can accept my challenge."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! On the side, Gao Yufeng told Yang Xiaotao that this grassland ritual is a unique way for grassland people to make friends. This kind of competition can make people feel at ease.

The prairie men became brothers of life and death through the friendship of wrestling.

"good!"

Yang Xiaotao is not pretentious either. He likes such a straightforward man.

Isn't it just wrestling? He is very strong.

Rolling up his sleeves, Yang Xiaotao walked to the field.

A group of people around stood up and cheered.

Some people called them Batur, and some people called them Teacher Yang. The children's faces turned red with excitement.

The two stood together. Yang Xiaotao and Mu Duqin were about the same height, but in comparison, Yang Xiaotao was slimmer.

"Captain Mu, I don't know how to wrestle, I just have more strength."

"It's okay, Teacher Yang. We have no rules. Whoever falls first loses."

"good!"

The two agreed and began to test each other.

After touching his palms and arms a few times, Mu Duqin understood that Yang Xiaotao was really strong.
To be continued...