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There are only so many new crops they grow, so the nutrient solution can never be used up.

During this period, Han Ying also brought hundreds of liters of juice to Professor Li twice.

Professor Li had nothing to exchange with them, so he gave them a large basket of new black tomatoes and some new sweet potato seeds.

Things are being produced on the farm one after another, and more and more fresh ingredients are being sold in the base mall.

Corn, potatoes, and tomatoes are also sold on the black market.

Therefore, the faces of the entire Jiangcheng people seem to be filled with happiness recently.

"Is there such a good thing? Yes, I want it."

Hearing that there was something good, Dao Scarwei instantly forgot the experience of being tricked by these two people.

In fact, it can't be said that I was cheated by them. It was a willing transaction between you and me.

Originally, this is the rule in this industry. After the money is cleared, what does it have to do with you whether people use it to grow or eat it?

So Dao Scarwei just expressed his surprise, but he didn't intend to get too entangled in this matter.

After all, he also makes money on corn.

But does his superior know about this?

After thinking about it, Dao Scarwei felt that he should know, and maybe his people had grown the corn themselves.

The reason why they didn't tell him that corn could continue to be grown was probably because they wanted to monopolize the market.

"We still have to replace the meteorite."

Lu Yuan discussed with Han Ying that they would sell the squeezed juice of mutated seafood mushrooms, but they would not let anyone know what the juice was made of.

Professor Li on the farm will definitely keep the mutated seafood mushroom a secret, and probably won’t let anyone else know about it except for a few high-level officials at the base.

"The meteorite is fine, but it's hard to get it now. Give me more time."

Most of the meteorites near the Penglai base were destroyed by him, and it was unrealistic to collect them from far away.

So recently Dao Scarwei is negotiating with other colleagues to purchase meteorites from them and then sell them to Brother Tangyuan and Sister Tangyuan.

The two parties have not yet negotiated the price, because Dao Scarwei is not sure about the current price of meteorites, so it is difficult for him to make an offer.

Han Ying and Lu Yuan both said that there was no problem. They would let them know when the price came out. If the price was feasible, they would trade. If not, forget it.

When the two returned home, the door on the second floor was wide open, and Qin Qinghai and Lin Yang were moving firewood.

The two families have agreed that everyone will take turns moving, usually once every five days, and the two families will take turns.

As for Han Ying and Lu Yuan, they said they would handle it themselves.

"We're going to dig potatoes, want to see the yield?"

In front of Qinqing Customs, Han Ying and Lu Yuandao were asked.

Each of their 30 pots of potatoes have not been dug yet. After calculating the time, it is almost done today.

"Okay."

Han Ying and Lu Yuan nodded and followed Qin Qinghai in.

Lei Minghu has moved their 30 pots of potatoes to the living room, and He Xiu is adding firewood to the stove next to him.

There is also a pot on the stove, intended to keep warm while boiling some water or making noodles.

There was a large plastic sheet spread on the floor in the living room. Lei Minghu sat on a chair and cut off the potato seedlings, and then placed the entire planting pot upside down on the plastic sheet.

Several people nearby moved their stools and sat aside, focusing their gazes on the ground.

Lei Minghu smashed the soil with a stick and pulled out the potatoes one by one.

Han Ying counted them carefully and found that there were 19 of them.

The big one is bigger than an adult's fist, and the small one is about the size of a cherry.

But without exception, the shells of these potatoes are dark brown, which means that these potatoes are very mature and the starch content inside is very high.

I took out a portable scale and put the 19 potatoes on the ground into a bag and weighed them. They weighed 9 kilograms and 8 taels, almost 10 kilograms.

Although this yield is not as good as that grown by Han Ying and others, it is already very good. At least Lei Minghu is very satisfied.

In the end, Lei Minghu dug out 30 potatoes worth 269 kilograms, which was to percent more than he expected.

After Lei Minghu and the others finished digging, they packed up the potatoes and put the soil back into the planting pots.

Then he started digging Qin Qinghai's potatoes.

While Qin Qinghai and Lin Yang were pulling potatoes, Lei Minghu was picking the seeds from the potato plants he had just cut.

The round ones are about the same size as tea seeds, but each one can contain dozens or hundreds of seeds.

Lei Minghu kept two and gave the others to Han Ying.

One or two hundred seeds can bloom from two of them. He wants to plant more seeds in the next crop, but one or two hundred seeds are already a lot.

The main reason is that they don’t have that much water and nutrient solution to irrigate.

Qin Qinghai's family dug out bags of 30 potatoes and put them on the scale. After adding them all up, they found that they weighed 321 kilograms.

It was a full 52 kilograms more than what was produced by Lei Minghu’s family. It was almost catching up with the output of Han Ying and Lu Yuan’s family. Qin Qinghai himself found it unbelievable.

"Teacher Qin, you can do it. I didn't expect you to have this talent."

Lei Minghu patted Qin Qinghai on the shoulder, and then saw Qin Qinghai smiling and looking at Lin Yang aside.

He himself couldn't figure out why the yield of his family's crops was so high. He guessed it might be due to good luck?

"This is none of my business. Xiao Yang takes care of this most of the time."

Qin Qinghai didn't dare to take the credit for himself. He was right. After he planted the potato seedlings, Lin Yang took the initiative and said that he would be responsible for taking care of these potato seedlings.

Qin Qinghai and Lin Ting only helped take care of it occasionally. Lin Yang took care of it most of the time. I didn't expect that he had such talent.

"Xiao Yang, how did you do it?"

Lu Yuan was also surprised, because the average potato they had upstairs only weighed about 14 to 15 pounds.

But you must know that a lot of space soil is added to their planting pots, so the yield is definitely higher than those of the two downstairs.

"I, I don't know. I just follow what Uncle Lu Yuan said, pour the nutrient solution once every five days, and don't do anything else."

Lin Yang suddenly felt nervous when he saw everyone focusing on him.

Because he really didn't know what he did to increase the potato yield. If he knew, he would definitely tell it.

"No matter what happened, you took good care of me."

Qin Qinghai patted Lin Yang on the shoulder and told him not to be nervous. Everyone was just curious and had no intention of forcing him.

In the end, Qin Qinghai and the others also left more than a hundred potato seeds, and the others were given to Han Ying.

From this day on, the next batch of potatoes was still handed over to Lin Yang to take care of, but Qin Qinghai and Lin Ting would pay special attention to how he took care of the potatoes.

The two tried to find differences in the process.

After grabbing a bag of potato seeds, Han Ying, Lu Yuan and Gouzi returned to the third floor.