Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

After saying that, Yuchi Baoqi stood up and patted Yuchishan on the shoulder: "I'll leave the price to you. I have other things to do, so I'll take the first step."

Yuchishan also patted Yuchi Baoqi's hand on his shoulder: "Don't worry, I'm here."

Yuchi Baoqi clasped his hands behind his back and headed toward the camp. He stopped to look at the construction of the dormitory building. The progress was very fast.

"Ding dong dong~ The wheat is coming! Brother host, the traits you requested have appeared in the 3,744th generation of the teosinte grass!"

Yuchi Baoqi's head was buzzing. Corn, corn, is he here? !

Yuchi Baoqi couldn't wait to let his consciousness enter the space. The originally messy space became very tidy, and various items and materials were correctly classified and placed.

There are also pink sticky notes on each cabinet to help you find what you need at any time. There is also a special small table on which Yuchi Baoqi's personal belongings are placed, the kind that need to be accessed easily, such as waist tags, Small notebooks, pens, seals, etc.

Mai'er's eyes lit up when she saw Yuchi Baoqi, and she threw herself on Yuchi Baoqi's lap: "Brother! Did Mai'er clean up cleanly?"

Yuchi Baoqi looked at the tidy space and was in a surprisingly good mood. He touched Xiaomai'er's head: "Awesome! Where are those records?"

Xiaomai'er let go of his hand, turned around and ran to a cabinet with "Crop Records" on it, opened the drawer of "Big Cuoso" and rummaged through it one by one.

"Brother host, you can directly transfer the 3,744th generation offspring of the great teosinte grass, so I don't have to look for them. There are too many!"

With a thought in Yuchi Baoqi's mind, a document popped out of the drawer. Xiaomai'er jumped up and picked it up, then jumped up to Yuchi Baoqi.

Yuchi Baoqi pinched Xiaomai'er's fleshy face: "He is much more capable than your influential brother. He gets angry just talking about it. I'll lock him up for a while!"

Yuchi Baoqi opened the record: "A single plant has three to four stalks, and the optimal number is three stalks. The grains are full, the cob length is 21.7 to 22 cm, the longest is 25 cm, and the number of rows is 14 to 16, with a maximum of 18 The rows have 40 grains, the cobs are white, the ears are uniform in size, there are no bald tips, the ears are beautiful in shape, and the yield is high."

Yuchi Baoqi calculated the time and found that the cultivation started approximately seven days ago. Li Tai should still have Miao Miao.

Yuchi Baoqi knelt down and asked Mai'er: "Can the agricultural system cultivate the 3,744th generation of the progeny of this giant cud grass to a state that lasts about seven days in normal time?"

Yuchi Baoqi felt that it was hard to pronounce, so he might as well change his name: "Forget the 3744th generation of Da Kuo Cao, let's call it Datang No. 1 Corn."

Xiaomai'er didn't understand what Yuchi Baoqi wanted from the seven-day-old Miaomiao, but as long as the host brother wanted it, Xiaomai'er would work hard.

"Brother host, I will go and cultivate the seeds of the Datang No. 1 corn until they are seven days old. I will notify you when they are ready."

Yuchi Baoqi nodded: "Thanks to Mai'er, otherwise I wouldn't even know if I could have produced such a good variety."

Yuchi Baoqi came to his senses and went directly to Li Tai. Li Tai wore goggles and rubber gloves and carefully protected Miaomiao who had just emerged. Two recorders were listening to Li Tai's words and recording. The growth status of plants.

Yuchi Baoqi coughed twice: "You need to be disinfected before entering? Are you so cautious?"

Li Tai ignored Yuchi Baoqi and finished recording the seedlings in front of him. Then he turned to look at Yuchi Baoqi: "Brother-in-law, just make sure you don't have any other seeds or plants on your body. It's not as exaggerated as disinfecting."

Yuchi Baoqi cleaned herself up at the door, took off her shoes, and walked into the breeding room wearing cotton socks.

"Oh, that's enough. How many strains have been cultivated here?"

Li Tai stretched his body and said, "More than three hundred. We have already been cultivating the land cultivated by the natives. It is really not a job for humans. My waist is about to break."

Yuchi Baoqi nodded: "I also cultivated one to play with, and I will send it to you when the condition is stable. I have to travel far by myself in the past two days, so I can't take care of it."

Li Tai nodded: "Perhaps I accidentally planted a willow tree to provide shade. My brother-in-law's plant may be the best."

Yuchi Baoqi sneered: "Aren't you cursing yourself that the flowers you planted will not bloom? Come on, just go ahead and get busy. I'll come over and take a look. You are indeed much more sensible than that little kid Li Ke. That kid is here every day now. On the Tiger side, when it comes to making leather, it’s basically just paddling and lying down.”

Li Taiyi frowned: "That won't work, brother-in-law, give Li Ke an additional test. If he fails the test, let him... let him go to the deep-water port to repair the dock."

Yuchi Baoqi was happy: "You've been caught in the rain, so you have to tear the umbrella into pieces, right? Seeing as you work so hard to cultivate crops, it's no problem."

Li Tai was even more happy, smiling so hard that he couldn't even see his face: "Brother-in-law, it's settled, I'll buy you a drink at the camp bar tonight, will you come?"

Yuchi Baoqi nodded: "Come on, your sister will probably follow. Just take it easy."

After leaving the breeding room, Yuchi Baoqi began to wander aimlessly, looking here and there until Ma Zhou ran over to look for her in sweat.

"My lord, we seem to have forgotten something."

Yuchi Baoqi was curious: "What did you forget?"

Ma Zhou was so anxious: "I forgot to report it to the court, and the telegraph machine was not sent to the camp. It has been so many days and it still hasn't broken?"

Yuchi Baoqi touched the back of his head: "Hey, it's true. No wonder it feels so comfortable for so many days. It turns out that no one sent a report to make noise."

Ma Zhou stamped his feet, ignored Yuchi Baoqi, and rushed directly to the dock. After taking the dragon boat, he had to go back to the warship to get the telegraph machine and the telegrams for so many days.

Yuchi Baoqi was too lazy to pay attention to him and wandered around to inspect the construction site and the construction of the warehouse. There were already many Mayan natives from the Gray Pigeon tribe who came to dig trenches for three Wen yuan a day.

Yuchi Baoqi leaned on the small shed built by Hou Ping and lowered his voice: "How about Mr. Hou, have these natives alleviated some of the pressure of insufficient manpower?"

Hou Ping did not recognize that it was Yuchi Baoqi: "Hey, don't say that. The natives can't do anything else except dig ditches, fill the land, and carry materials. Let's just talk about carrying materials. If you ask him to move wood, he will When I asked him to move steel bars, he moved cement bags. It’s good that he didn’t make me angry, and it also alleviated the manpower shortage?”

Hou Ping took a pen and wrote and drew: "Three pennies, what kind of bicycle do you need? Some of them are good for use. Just move it to the wrong one. Anyway, it only costs three pennies a day."

Yuchi Baoqi snorted: "You are used to comforting yourself."

Hou Ping said nonchalantly: "What should I do? Are you going to make yourself mad?... Young... Young Master?"