Chapter 782 778. Farewell
It was generally correct, but the details were wrong. He learned this from one of Professor Zhang's students.

Students tend to think in a "naive" way.

So, the platoon leader was reprimanded.

"Bullshit! What do you mean by controlling others? That's to increase competitiveness, to compete rationally in the market, and to liberate all mankind!"

Wow.

All the soldiers stood up.

"Company Commander!", "Company Commander!", "The Company Commander is the one who has the vision!"

The company commander came to inspect the soldiers' rest and meals, and heard them chatting when he came over.

They laughed and joked for a while.

Another soldier asked, "Captain, how much potato production is there? I think it's at least 10,000 to 20,000 kilograms."

"Well..." The company commander couldn't answer, he wasn't quite sure.

Because he didn't have the statistics.

In the village committee.
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Village committee.

Luo Yihang and his colleagues were also discussing this issue while having a meeting while eating.

Professor Zhang took out a list, checked the numbers on it, and introduced: "This morning, we harvested a total of 24311 mu. The highest single mu yield was 22100 catties. The average yield per mu is catties. I'm sure it's higher than that in Xiaoqinzhuang. It's already ."

"Wow, twenty-two thousand!" Luo Yihang was very surprised to hear this number, "It's almost catching up with the output of our laboratory, how come it's so high?"

That doesn't make sense. The quality of arable land in the Kubuqi Desert is not good. It is far worse than that in Ping'angou, and Ping'angou is also nourished by spiritual energy.

“The daylight hours are long.”

"In addition, this is all sandy land, with a thin layer of soil and sand underneath. Sand has little resistance, so potatoes have ample space to grow and expand, which is very important."

"I wonder if Mr. Luo has noticed that the Qiuyan No. 9 here are generally rounder, while the ones in your experimental field grow in strange shapes and are rarely seen. This is because the tubers are less physically hindered when they grow."

Luo Yihang recalled it and it was true. The one here was round and smooth, and its mouth was also round when it opened.

The ones at my place are so weird and ugly.

Of course, the most important thing is the sunshine time. The annual average sunshine hours are more than 3,000 hours, compared with 2,200 hours in Shan County and 1,400 hours in Tianhan, which are much stronger.

"So, this place is actually very suitable for growing Qiuyan No. 9. It can even be used as the main production area." Luo Yihang immediately realized the importance.

Professor Zhang also agreed with Luo Yihang's opinion, "That's right, Qiuyan No. 9 doesn't need temperature difference, taste, or flavor substances. It doesn't need pure starch. As long as the water and fertilizer are solved and the ecology is stabilized, the desert area is indeed better than basic farmland."

"I'll call COFCO Technology right away." Luo Yihang didn't even bother eating and picked up the phone.
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We had lunch and rested for an hour.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, with the sound of a whistle, the soldiers rushed into the fields again.

By the time they were doing this, the sun was setting.

Time is running out, but the potatoes in the fields have not yet been harvested.

For the first time, Luo Yihang felt that too high an output was also a problem.

Later on, the old branch secretary, Luo Yihang, and Professor Zhang all went to the fields. One more person means more strength.

After a day's work, the villagers were exhausted, but the soldiers were still working hard in the fields.

They were also tired and didn't even have the strength to sing songs, but they never stopped working.

Even dinner and rest only took half an hour.

In less than half an hour, the soldiers quickly finished their meal, put down their bowls and went back to the fields.

Even after nightfall, the soldiers lined up in military vehicles and turned on their lights to illuminate the last piece of farmland and fight at night.

Finally, at 9:40 p.m.

The last bag of potatoes was loaded onto the truck.

The soldiers had no energy left to cheer loudly, and after a shallow cheer, they all lay down in the field.

The villagers were so moved that the old branch secretary burst into tears.

but.

Just rested for a few minutes.

The whistle blew again.

The soldiers are ready to go back.

How can that work!
The old branch secretary and the villagers stopped the soldiers from leaving and insisted on keeping them for a day.

But this time it didn't work.

Alas, the conditions do not allow it.

There are almost two thousand people, and the small Piyingtai Village really cannot accommodate them all. We can't let the soldiers sleep in the wild.

Finally, after several struggles, everyone took a group photo as a souvenir. The faces and bodies of the young soldiers were covered with dust, and only their teeth were white when they smiled.

And the villagers of Piyingtai Village who were also covered in mud.

stand together.

In the night, in the fields after harvest.

A classic photo was left behind.

This photo will soon spread all over the country.
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After taking pictures, the soldiers boarded the military vehicles one by one.

The villagers stood on both sides of the village road and watched the car slowly drive away.

Waving hands, shouting "Thank you!", they bid farewell to their soldiers reluctantly.

How is that possible?

The farewell is powerful.

Just now when the soldiers got on the bus, the villagers ran back home to prepare.

At this time, there were whole boxes of water, whole bags of cheese and dried milk, local fruits, melons and vegetables, and lamb chops and legs.

He kept throwing them onto the car.

Even Luo Yihang and a few other strong men worked together to throw a sheep up there.

Let the soldiers take them back and eat fresh ones.

As a result, good intentions turned out to be bad.

The three soldiers were gloriously wounded.

One was bitten by the frightened sheep, and the other was kicked by the sheep.

one left.

The villagers threw things onto the car, and the soldiers kept passing them down, but they could never get them up.

A man got angry.

He is really reckless.

He picked up a leg of lamb and swung it around and threw it out.

His skills are really good. You can tell he has been herding shepherds for many years. He is really accurate.

The leg of lamb flew into the carriage over the heads of the outer soldiers.

There is a soldier in the middle who is looking outside and laughing.

With a bang, he was hit in the face by the lamb leg and almost got injured.

This... also fully demonstrates the close relationship between the military and the people.
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Sent the soldiers away.

The villagers all went back to rest.

Luo Yihang and others did not rest.

Quickly compile final data.

The statistics at noon are based on the harvest in the morning, which is different from the total output.

"It's out. The average yield per acre is 22,300 kilograms, and the highest is 24,500 kilograms."

It turns out that the morning yield is not the highest, there are even higher yields.

Such an exaggerated output had to make the news.

It was on the news the next day.

This is not just ordinary news.

On the seven o'clock news.

The report was published in the form of a news flash.

【Our latest news: my country has another good news in the field of agricultural breeding. The independently cultivated new potato variety Qiuyan No. 12.25 has achieved fruitful results in large-scale field trials in Piyinggetai Village, Inner Mongolia. This trial not only yielded a bumper harvest, but also broke the highest yield record of potatoes in China and even the world with a maximum yield of 11.15 tons per mu and an average yield of tons per mu. This achievement marks a great progress in my country's breeding industry, and also a major breakthrough in the field of desert ecological planting. 】

follow closely.

The trending searches continued. #In just three days, Qiuyan No. 9 broke the record again#
[Three days ago, in Xiaoqinzhuang, Fangshan County, Shanxi Province, Qiuyan No. 9 broke the potato yield record with a maximum yield of 14,200 kilograms in large-scale farming. Just three days later, Qiuyan No. 9 once again raised this record by nearly 10,000 kilograms!]

It's so fucking exaggerated, the whole world is shocked.

Exaggerations seem too unreal.

But if it’s on the 7 o’clock news, it must be true.

Autumn Goose No. 9! Autumn Goose No. 9 again!
The official account of Maomaotou has fallen again...

(End of this chapter)