Chapter 27: Farming is also a technical job

  Still have to get a shot, got up early and started typing. Finally managed to rush out a chapter, the book friend's reaction to the train ticket problem has been corrected, now the sprained ligament + cold little Chao wants to go get a shot...

  I'm extremely exhausted, can you all support me a bit more? Looking at Xiao Chao's situation and still managing to get up and write...

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  "Don't look at me now, I'm not as good as I used to be, but back in the day, I was a master of the land!" However, Xing Cheng'an burst out laughing with a bright red face and said: "This time, Professor Liu and you guys have done a great job! It's like you've earned some bragging rights for us farmers!"

  "Just for this, I absolutely have no second words!" However, Xing Cheng'an burst out laughing and patted Liang Sanping on the back, saying: "After all, you are also a technical cadre in our court, right?! Do well, the court will be your backing!"

  After finishing speaking, Old Xing made a very militaristic gesture with his hand and turned around to leave. Xia Zhendong, who had overheard the conversation, smiled and watched as Xing Cheng'an walked away, feeling deeply moved.

  Xing Cheng'an is a man who can be said to be somewhat smooth-talking. However, when it comes to adhering to principles, he has done better than anyone else. In the late years of those chaotic times, Xing Cheng'an also held the position of director at Jianghai Farm.

  But from start to finish he did not support martial arts, and even tried to avoid ordinary verbal struggles. This actually protected a large group of old cadres who were sent to Jianghai Farm at that time.

  "Hmm... this fertilizer is not bad!" Xia Zhendong walked to the side of the good fertilizer, and without being disgusted, he grabbed a handful with his hand, looked at it, and smiled: "The ratio is very suitable, cow dung, wood ash, and superphosphate are all mixed according to the ratio. Not bad!"

  Don't underestimate farming, it's also a technical job! Especially for large-scale vegetable planting, from ridging and furrowing to planting spacing, and then to the arrangement of base fertilizer... etc. If one item goes wrong, the harvest will be problematic.

  If it were just Xia Zhendong himself, he would never dare to spread out such a large area of 50 mu to do it. It must be the beginning of a small trial with three or five mu at most. Only after he has fully confirmed that he can control the situation will he dare to open up 50 mu of land.

  This time, with Professor Liu and his team participating throughout the process, a large amount of research had been conducted before planting. Even the soil and seed ratio had been carefully selected.

  Liang Sanping dared to start large-scale planting. After all, throughout the entire island of Hainan and even the whole of China, it would be hard to find experts more familiar with tropical crops than Professor Liu and his team.

  If even they can't handle it, then whoever comes will be useless.

  "San Ping! San Ping!!" When it was time to get off work, Liang Sanping heard someone calling him from afar. He wiped the sweat and looked up.

  But it turned out to be his own elder brother, Liang Daping and Lan Bin, who were smiling at him on the ridge.

  "Brother! Old Lan! How did you guys come here?!" Liang Sanping smiled and ran up to the field, wiping the mud off his hands on his body. While Da Ping patted his younger brother's shoulder with a sense of emotion.

  To be honest, he can't see his younger brother clearly now. After coming to Qiong Island, a series of dazzling actions really made Liang Daping stunned.

  From the beginning, even hiring workers was restricted by quotas, to suddenly becoming a production department officer. Then, before he could even ask what was going on, this guy was loaned out to the heat workshop.

  What a hot place! What is that place? That's the base of the national tropical crop experiment! It sounds like a big name, but it's much bigger than Jianghai Farm.

  Li Da Ping really couldn't understand how his younger brother's magic had changed.

  "What's wrong?! Sanping, are you still unwilling?! Then we'll just leave!" Lan Bin said with a smile, but his body didn't move at all as he spoke to Liang Sanping.

  "Hey! What's up?! Now that you're here, let's have a meal before leaving!" Liang Sanping chuckled and pulled Lan Bin, "Old Lan, if you leave now, don't regret it. I brought back some good cigarettes from Yang City just for you!"

  "Haha...this is just about right! But I'll be heading back to Yangcheng soon, so when you come to Yangcheng on business, don't forget to look me up!"

  The three of them chatted and laughed as they walked towards the temporary shed built in the melon field. As it was temporarily set up, the construction team hadn't come to build a proper house here yet.

  So they just cut down some wood and casually set up a few large sheds. Several military pots were lit at the same time, and the stir-fried dishes smelled so delicious.

  At noon on the island of Qing, the sun was scorching. Everyone had finished work and sat in twos or threes in the shed, smoking and cooling off. A large pot of tea water was placed beside them, while workers, including Professor Liu, held their own iron tea mugs with the words "Serve the People" written on them, smiling as they poured tea into their mouths.

  On a hot day like this, after finishing a task and pouring tea water into your belly to sweat all over, that's what I call refreshing!

  In those days, there were not many chemical fertilizers and pesticides, almost all the tea leaves grown with farm manure were more fragrant than those in later generations. The Wuzhi Mountain green tea from Hainan Island was also award-winning in its early years.

  Unfortunately, due to various reasons, this high-quality green tea gradually lost its reputation outside. Of course, on the island of Hainan, especially in the southern part of Hainan, many people still know about Wuzhishan green tea.

  "Hey! Look at this, it's a pack of Nanyang Brothers cigarettes! Not bad, right?!" Liang Sanping smiled and pulled out a pack of Double Happiness from Nanyang Brothers.

  This is a box of yellowish-brown Nanyang Brothers cigarettes, which are now rarely seen in Qiong Island. When Lan Bin saw the box of cigarettes, his eyes lit up involuntarily!

  "Hey! I said San Ping, how did you know I wanted to smoke this one?! Lan Bin was overjoyed and took the cigarettes, tearing them open and handing one each to Da Ping and San Ping."

  He lit a cigarette with the lighter and took a deep drag. In the swirling smoke, Lan Bin's eyes became slightly moist. This cigarette reminded him of his own father.

  That old warrior who once roamed the East River, his own father used to love smoking this kind of cigarette. Influenced by his father, Lan Bin had always had a special affection for Nanyang Brothers' Double Happiness.

  Unfortunately, he was demoted on the island of Hainan and didn't have such good conditions. Having a cigarette to smoke would be nice, let alone talking about Southeast Asian brothers!

  "Sanping, how did you know I like smoking Nanyang Brothers?! I remember I didn't tell you about this." Lan Bin asked with a smile.

  Of course I knew that. Liang Sanping was moved in his heart. Later, we had been friends for decades, how could I not know that you have a special affection for Nanyang brothers because of your family's relationship with the old master?!

  "Lao Lan, you said your old man's favorite is this Nanyang Brothers brand. This time I arrived in Yangcheng and happened to run into it, so I directly bought a pack for you to try!"

  "Hahaha... this is so fresh! I tasted it over a decade ago. At that time, I would often sneak out the old master's cigarettes!" Lan Bin was clearly in a good mood, laughing loudly as he said: "What a pity! After I came to Qiong Island, I couldn't find this flavor again..."

  "Hey! Isn't it time to smoke now?! " Liang Sanping laughed and shook off the water droplets on his hand, patting Lan Bin's shoulder: "When you return to Yangcheng, your southern brothers can smoke a lot!"

  "Speaking of which..." Lan Bin crushed the cigarette butt on the ground and said, "I'm going back the day after tomorrow, the transfer order has already been issued..."

  Liang Sanping was taken aback by the words, but immediately smiled. Calculating the time, it should be about now that Lan Bin was also transferred back to Yangcheng at this time.

  Even Lan Bin's position, Liang Sanping is crystal clear.

  "Go back to the city and build a house, you'll be in charge of building a house. Building a house is not like farming, you know?" But then Liang Sanping sighed for a moment before speaking with a smile.

  But Lan Bin was not surprised that Liang Sanping knew, he thought it was Liang Daping who told his younger brother.

  "Hey! After all, it's all about the same. If you don't understand, just learn. Lan Bin smiled self-deprecatingly: "At least I've worked in our farm's construction team before, I dare not say I'm very proficient. But building a house, I think I can still handle it..."

  Three people chatted and laughed, and the aunt who cooked in the shed was already clanging the rice bowl "dang dang dang" making a noise.

  "Let's eat! If you're late, you'll only have leftovers. Come and get your food! Everyone in the canteen knows each other."

  Everyone couldn't help but laugh and scold for a few sentences, and they all gathered around with a smile.

  While queuing for food, the workers voluntarily gave up their places in front to Professor Liu and others. Even when the professors refused, the workers still insisted.

  "How old are you guys? If we were to give in to you, would that be okay?" The leading workers laughed and said: "Besides, when it comes to farming experience, you guys have more than us! Even if we don't respect your age, we still have to show respect for your knowledge!"

  Professor Liu and others couldn't shirk, so they stood in front to get their food. The big sister who was serving the meal smiled and scooped a large spoonful of the main dish from the pot and covered it over Professor Liu's bowl.

  "This...this is too much, isn't it?!" The old professor was somewhat stunned, while the elder sister waved her spoon and said: "What's too much?! You can eat as much as you want, it's good fortune! This afternoon's work is heavy, how can you do it if you don't eat enough?!"

  The elder sister waved her spoon and shooed away Professor Liu, who was smiling wryly, like a fly. The other professors were also treated in the same way, with a large spoonful of vegetables being piled on top of their rice.

  This is also a tradition of Jianghai Farm. Those old cadres who were sent to Jianghai Farm in the past had good treatment, especially some intellectuals and old workers who were respected at that time.

  In terms of eating and other aspects, most workers in the venue will also tacitly take care of them.

  When the workers wanted to give up their position in front to Liang Sanping, they were refused by Liang Sanping with a smile. He quietly lined up at the back, holding the lunch box his brother had given him and waiting.

  Liang Daping was also there, chatting and laughing with Lan Bin as they waited for dinner. Before long, Xia Zhendong also came over. Although he had never met Liang Daping before, he did know Lan Bin.

  During the investigation period, almost all the itinerary and investigation arrangements were coordinated by Lan Bin.