"That is to say, there are tetraploid cells in this blood willow bullet."

Yang Xiaotao held the blood-red bullet, rubbed it and muttered to himself.

"Perhaps there should be other polyploids."

As for the reason for this, Yang Xiaotao guessed that it might be Xiaowei.

After all, this bullet was originally compressed from a large piece of red willow wood.

During this process, the cell wall and cell membrane may rupture, resulting in the fusion of genetic material and the formation of polyploidy.

All I can say is that everything is a coincidence and everything is destined.

Yang Xiaotao sighed and sighed, and then began to straighten out his thoughts.

After finally writing it, I was suddenly stunned when I looked at the finishing process.

Because the appearance of this tetraploid cannot be explained.

It cannot be said that tetraploid and diploid are used to synthesize tetraploid.

There is no problem in fooling illiterate farmers, but those who study biology will definitely see through it.

The result of tetraploidy and diploidy is triploidy.

And triploids are infertile, otherwise there would be no seedless watermelons.

So, I can’t say it, I absolutely can’t say it.

Yang Xiaotao bit his pen and mentally thought about countermeasures.

After a long while, I started to list possible questions.

How to find tetraploid corn?

When I was studying hybrid corn previously, I accidentally discovered that it might be a mutation that occurs in nature, and I just happened to encounter it.

How are you sure it's tetraploid?

The seeds obtained after this kind of corn hybridization are unable to reproduce and have only one outer layer, so they are guessed to be tetraploid.

Why didn't you tell me earlier?

Because this kind of tetraploid corn has no obvious advantages on ordinary land, it is not taken seriously.

What did you think of this experiment?

When I was studying hybrid corn before, I found that the resistance of this tetraploid corn was higher than that of ordinary corn, so I used it for experiments, and then I found that it worked.

Yang Xiaotao wrote down the possible situations. As for the ABC type of salt-alkali resistant corn, it does not exist at all.

Not used.

It was always originally discovered.

"In this way, it makes sense."

"Anyway, as long as corn can grow."

Yang Xiaotao, who felt that he had made no mistake, looked at the corn on the table again, "I'm going to the northwest this time, so I just need to prepare more."

Then other materials were collected, some erroneous notes, and even some unreflectable handwriting were sorted and stuffed into the space.

Genuine visible handwriting is also scrutinized.

Although this does not reflect the hard work of the process, it is the safest way.

After sorting out the information, he packed up another bag of corn kernels and carried them out the window to serve as food for the chickens. Then he took a cold shower and then went back to the house to rest.

The next day, Monday, was also the day to set off to the northwest.

At dawn, Yang Xiaotao got up and packed his things, tidying up the inside and outside of the house and cleaning it.

Ran Qiuye will come up to live in the house in a while.

The inside and outside were cleaned up, and Xiaowei also helped with the cleaning. All the fruits and vegetables in the yard were picked, some were sent back to Yangjiazhuang, and the rest were distributed to the people in the yard, otherwise they would be spoiled if left alone.

As for the saline-alkali soil in the yard, we will deal with it when we get back.

Then I bought four chicks on Saturday and fed them different corns on two days, and the difference in effect was very obvious.

Among them, the two chicks that were fed the blood jade grew stronger, bigger than when they were bought, and were full of energy.

However, the growth of the two chicks fed with the failed corn was obviously reduced, and they were languid all day long. You must know that Yang Xiaotao specially selected the same size for the experiment.

Moreover, these two chicks often cried out for food, obviously not having enough to eat.

Coupled with the difference in the feces of both parties, one was firm and the other was like diarrhea, Yang Xiaotao confirmed that the corn destroyed by energy was a "biochemical weapon" and must not be eaten.

As for the blood jade, there seems to be nothing wrong with it now. As for the future, it will be fine if the chicken is eaten anyway, and people won't care.

After cleaning up, Yang Xiaotao picked up three bags of discarded corn while there were not many people around early in the morning, walked out of the front yard with a relaxed look, and walked for a while to the garbage dump.

It is said to be a garbage dump, but there is no domestic garbage these days, and there is not much to eat, so who would be willing to throw it away?

So the garbage dump is basically just random grass and leaves.

Yang Xiaotao also handled this when no one was around, otherwise people might see it and say something.

Put down the corn bag, take out the shovel from the space, quickly dig a hole, throw the bag in, and fill it with soil before returning home.

As for putting it in the space, Yang Xiaotao thinks that it is better not to put this kind of "biochemical weapon" in it, what if it is taken by mistake?

After finishing the processing, Yang Xiaotao returned to the courtyard, and then put the chickens in the box again. He looked at the room and saw that there was nothing wrong. He also brought a lot of things in the space. This time he drove to Ran's house.

Jia family.

Jia Zhang has been getting up very early recently.

It’s not that I sleep less because of my age, but I wake up hungry in the morning, and my head is full of ghosts and headaches from time to time, making it impossible to get a good night’s sleep.

This morning I was also woken up by hunger. After I got up, I drank a lot of water from a jar, then walked to the door and prepared to polish my scalp.

What she didn't expect was that she happened to see Yang Xiaotao carrying three bags out, coming back after a while, then going out again, and then heard the sound in the jeep yard.

Jia Zhang's eyes widened immediately, her mind was spinning rapidly, and then she felt that her scalp no longer hurt.

"Huairu, get up quickly."

Jia Zhang quickly ran to Qin Huairu.

In fact, Qin Huairu woke up early, and when Jia Zhang was drinking water, she was also woken up by her stomach.

"Get up quickly, get up, it will be gone if you go late."

Jia Zhang shouted urgently, and Qin Huairu straightened up, "Mom, what's wrong?"

"That little beast threw away the corn, let's go find it quickly."

After saying that, Mrs. Jia Zhang ran out with her shoes in hand. Her speed was much faster than that of a mouse.

It wasn't until Jia Zhang rushed out that Qin Huairu realized what she was doing, her heart sank, and she immediately ran out.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law walked around the alley for a while. Jia Zhang's sharp eyes immediately saw the corn kernels scattered next to the garbage dump, coupled with the newly renovated soil, and immediately knew what was going on.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "This little beast, even if he doesn't help us with so much corn, he is still wasting food, and he is not afraid of God striking him to death by lightning."

The distressed Jia Zhang's eyes turned into square shapes, and she immediately ran to the garbage dump and dug into the dirt with her hands.

Qin Huairu saw it and hurried over.

After a while, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law dug out the three buried bags. "You are a heartless little beast. You are still the factory director. You waste food. You will definitely get retribution if you go out this time."

Jia Zhang cursed while picking up the corn that fell on the ground.

"Mom, stop pulling. Take it and leave. Someone will be here soon. We can't explain so much food."

Qin Huairu watched the sun rise, and there were already figures moving in the distance, so she quickly pulled Jia Zhang back.

"Oh, there are still a lot of corn kernels."

Mrs. Jia Zhang felt a little distressed as she said that with a little more corn, she would be able to afford a few less insoles and be able to live a few days of leisure.

But Qin Huairu was right, things were different at this moment than in the past, so Jia Zhang immediately followed Qin Huairu and walked home.

It's just that these three corn bags are not small, each weighing forty or fifty kilograms, and even Qin Huairu can't carry two of them.

Mrs. Jia Zhang was anxious, so she grabbed it and ran home quickly with a bag in one hand.

Qin Huairu stared at the back for a while, then she also burst out with 'prehistoric power' and quickly followed.

The two returned home one after another, then closed the door and looked at each other smiling.

Then the two checked it and found a musty smell when they opened it.

"Mom, what will happen to this corn? Otherwise, it will be buried?"

"Huh, what's the matter? Don't talk nonsense."

Jia Zhang said disdainfully, "This little beast is just a brat. He grew up eating white flour steamed buns at home, but he can't stand this stick noodle. Damn little beast, he has no sympathy at all, and he's the deputy director of the factory.

, I will sue you sooner or later."

Mrs. Jia Zhang cursed, but she still looked at the three bags of corn in front of her and said, "If you don't give it, you won't give us an advantage in the end."
To be continued...