System: Interstellar Planting Daily

Ye Qingluo broke off the corn and broke off all the popcorn flowers. Fortunately, these small flowers have been dried and there is basically no pollen.

After emerging from the cornfield, Ye Qingluo took off his coat and shook it, and the dried flowers on it shook off.

[Hurry up and put on your coat. You haven’t done much work, but you’re actually sweating! 】

Ye Qingluo put his coat back on, took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, snorted softly, and said to himself: 'I am delicate and frail, but I am proud! ’

【Yo yo yo! I admit that you are weak, but where do you get the confidence to compete with Zhao Che for the word "beautiful body"? 】

‘...I won’t compete with Zhao Che, I’ll give it to him, no thanks. ’

What a wonderful word!

Ye Qingluo curled his lips and walked towards the junior students.

Seeing that they were working hard and not being lazy, and it was getting late, he waved and said, "The punishment is over, let's go, go back to eat."

When the four people gathered together, Ye Qingluo split two corn cobs each. It wasn't because he was stingy, but because he didn't break off many corn cobs just now!

"Don't be too little. I'll find the teacher when I get back later. This year's tender corn tastes very good. I'll collect a batch and send it directly to the restaurant."

"Ok!"

"We don't have enough!"

"Senior Xiaoye is such a good person!"

"Stop, stop, stop! Stop talking about it." Ye Qingluo looked disgusted. He gave each person a small bag of seeds and explained: "The seeds I promised you include all kinds of seeds. Go back and study it yourself. If you encounter Remember to report the types that are not popular.”

The four people responded excitedly: "Okay!!"

Back at school, Ye Qingluo turned around and went to the Teachers' General Office first.

It's approaching noon, and the teachers are all here, waiting to get out of school and have lunch.

They were all quite surprised to see Ye Qingluo coming uninvited.

Even Mr. Mu joked cheerfully: "Hey, look who's coming? Why did Teacher Xiaoye suddenly visit?"

"What are you doing?"

"Did you find something new?"

Ye Qingluo opened and closed his mouth, and said inwardly, "What kind of style is the planting and cultivation department doing now?" The new student rebelled at every turn, and now even the teacher is jealous! ’

[Maybe it’s because the cultivation industry is developing so well now that everyone suddenly lost their pressure and just… drifted off? 】

‘Okay, I agree with this reason. The current development of the planting industry is not very good. ’

Faced with the teachers who were making fun of him, Ye Qingluo didn't waste any words and directly released a basket with a bang.

Everyone looked at his formation and thought he had brought out many good things. Unexpectedly, when they looked around, they found that there were only a dozen corn cobs.

"This is?"

"This is the tender corn from the growing area outside the school. It can be cooked and eaten."

"Oh, thank you for your hard work, Teacher Xiaoye."

Ye Qingluo, do you really think he came here to deliver corn cobs to you? ?

Don't be angry, take a deep breath!

Ye Qingluo smiled slightly and said: "This year's corn tastes very good, especially the tender corn, which is very suitable for cooking.

Ten acres of corn were planted outside the school this season. Two pieces of corn are enough for seed saving and testing. We harvest the rest in advance for everyone to eat, right? "

"Is it really delicious? I felt average eating boiled corn last year."

Ye Qingluo sighed silently, squatted on the ground and peeled corn husks and said, "Why don't we cook some now and try it?"

"That's daring!"

Several teachers also came over to help shuck the corn.

Ye Qingluo quietly exited the encirclement and took out a half-sized cooking pot. Thanks to the Star Alliance's high technology, he didn't have to wait too long to boil water.

After everyone peeled one piece, they put it in the pot. After peeling a dozen pieces, the water just started to boil.

Cover and simmer gently for ten minutes.

Before the time is up, the sweet smell of corn spreads.

"Oh! This smell! I know it will be delicious as soon as I smell it!"

Isn't it!

Ye Qingluo swallowed quietly, and he was very puzzled. It wasn't like he couldn't eat sweet corn, so why was he so greedy?

Could it be that the fruits of hard work are sweeter?

When the time comes, without Ye Qingluo having to do anything, the teachers can't wait to lift the lid of the pot, take out the corn and put it in the cold water on the side, all in order to eat it in their mouths as soon as possible!

Ye Qingluo had experience eating corn on the cob, so he took out a pair of pointed chopsticks, poked a piece of corn and handed it to Mr. Mu.

Mr. Mu smiled and nodded as he took the corn. A good boy is a good boy, no matter how awkward he is, he still knows how to respect his elders.

"Ouch! This smell!"

"The sweetness is not low. If it tastes like this when eaten raw, it will be classified into the fruit family!"

Ye Qingluo finally had it in his mouth, well, it was indeed good!

Mr. Mu made a final decision: "Just follow Luoluo's instructions and arrange to harvest corn and provide extra meals for the children."

Several teachers naturally agreed: "Having good food also lets them know how lucky they were to choose the plant cultivation department."

A teacher is a teacher. Just say a few words and you can "get on the line"...

Unfortunately, things unfolded a bit out of control.

The news that the Planting and Cultivation Department started harvesting young corn from the off-campus planting area suddenly spread throughout the comprehensive college.

Students from various departments did not directly approach the Department of Planting and Cultivation. Instead, they started making trouble in their own departments. In short, they had one purpose:

Let the department head go to the Planting and Cultivation Department to communicate and purchase corn!

They want to eat corn!

Eat sweet corn!

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It is also the general office of teachers of the Department of Planting and Cultivation.

Mr. Mu knocked on the table and said helplessly: "Let's divide it."

"How to divide it? How to divide it with so many people?"

"We can't coddle them! This is unreasonable! Are we bullying the few people in the planting and cultivation department?"

"What's wrong with the part? These old guys are so thick-skinned!"

Mr. Mu shook his head and sighed: "Isn't it? It's a waste of money, and I can't refuse."

Who asked him to be the deputy dean of the Comprehensive College!

Chen Ye (one of the teachers, a professional elite, the male teacher who taught the new PPT popular science textbook to the Department of Planting and Training) pushed up his glasses and asked the question: "Then how should we divide them appropriately?"

Mu Lao looked at everyone: "Do you have any suggestions?"

Chen Ye also looked at everyone one by one, accepted everyone's suggestions, and finally concluded: "It seems that it is more fair to divide the corn according to the head."

"Yeah." Everyone nodded.

Mr. Mu also smiled and nodded and said: "There are teachers, students, and employees in the entire college. Let them arrange people to come and collect them. Chen Ye, you will be responsible for this."

"Ok."

Several people looked at each other and smiled.

From the eight acres of corn field, it is estimated that about 70,000 corns are harvested.

This number is not too specific. After all, students from the Strategic Deployment Department often take advantage of the opportunity to break corn cobs while patrolling the planting areas.

Ye Qingluo seriously suspected that they were the source of this foreign uprising!

But there is no evidence, so I’m angry!

This is a direct loss of more than 37,000 corn cobs!

Fortunately, fortunately, there is half left, more than 30,000 corns, enough for all members of their planting department to eat until the next round of corn is mature.

[One thing to say, in the future, students from external departments will definitely try their best to come to the restaurant of the Department of Planting and Cultivation to have a meal. . . 】