Planar Trash

Cheng Jingchi paid the deposit and could pick up the car a week later. The family's New Year's goods have been prepared one after another. Taking advantage of this gap, Cheng Jingchi made a special trip back to Datang Town.

The place where the quarry used to be on the west side of the town is still a wasteland, full of holes and broken stones left over from the quarrying of the past, and the bare hillside does not even have a weed—oh, no, the highest hillside There are a few plants of plantain on the top of the slope that are tenaciously taking root on this piece of broken rock. The emerald green leaves look less energetic than when they were just transplanted from Qiankunzhu, but they are indeed alive, and the top There were also two tender green shoots growing from fingernails, fluttering timidly in the wind.

Cheng Jingchi paid special attention to the leaves of each plant when they were planted before, and now the number has increased significantly.

"It's really alive!" Cheng Jingchi squatted down, touched the two tender green leaves, and was very happy.

He knew that the little guys who had been baptized by the aura of the Qiankun Pearl had great vitality and would not be easily defeated by the harsh external environment.

As long as this wasteland can grow something!

Cheng Jingchi cheerfully went down the mountain to find his grandfather.

Although he grew up in Datang Town when he was a child, he has been living in Jingcheng since he was in middle school. The situation in Datang Town is far worse than that of Grandpa Qiao, a local household. The only pharmacy is quite famous in the local area, and he must be consulted for such a big land lease.

"That piece of land can't grow anything, and it takes a lot of effort to manage. If you want to rent land, it's better to rent the one near the west. Although it's a mountainous area, you don't grow food anyway, and you can grow herbs." Grandpa Qiao was a little puzzled. It's not that he wants to pour cold water on his grandson, the mountainous land in the quarry has been destroyed too much, and if he really wants to grow things, he will definitely not be able to slow down without ten or eight years of careful management, and the investment must be not small.

Grandpa Qiao felt that with that time and energy, it would be more cost-effective to find another piece of land.

"It's okay, I have a way to grow things." Cheng Jingchi thought to himself, now that he has the Qiankun Pearl as a big cheat, not to mention abandoned quarries, garbage-filled land can grow good things.

Seeing his confident appearance, Grandpa Qiao felt very depressed, but thinking that Cheng Jingchi had been at home since Cheng Bozhou lost her job last month, he was always worried that Cheng Jingchi would be depressed and depressed, and would never recover from it. It is said that Cheng Bozhou is his biological father, and being treated like this by his biological father, even if he is open-minded, he must feel very uncomfortable.Now that Cheng Jingchi finally pulled himself together and wanted to find something to do, he, as a grandfather, couldn't keep throwing cold water on him, not to mention his support.

Forget it, he can rent it if he wants, anyway, that piece of wasteland is worthless, and after two years of planting, it will naturally give up the idea.

"Alright, let your uncle go to the town some time these few days and ask you about it." Grandpa Qiao figured it out, and took the initiative to take over the matter.

"Thank you, grandpa. Grandpa is the best." Cheng Jingchi happily gave the little old man a warm hug, feeling extremely touched.

It's not that he doesn't know Grandpa Qiao's worry. If it wasn't for the heaven-defying golden finger of Qian Kunzhu, if someone else told him today that he wanted to buy the quarry land, he would definitely think that the other party was a fool.

At noon, I had a simple meal at Grandpa Qiao's house, and in the afternoon Cheng Jingchi took Li Zhan to the cosmetics factory.

Cosmetics are chemical products, and some waste water will inevitably be discharged during the production process. If not handled properly, it may cause pollution to the local environment.

"This is the sewage treatment system purchased by Mr. Jiang himself from abroad last month. Because of the shortage of funds, the money was sponsored by Ms. Lu." Qiao Baishu took him to visit the entire production workshop, and finally came to the back of the factory. Large open spaces.

More than a dozen coagulation and sedimentation tanks, large and small, were dug in the open space, and many pipes were connected to them, which should be the factory's special place for sewage treatment.

Qiao Baishu pointed to the built-up house on the left and said, "Last month, Lawyer Jiang personally went to the State Department and bought back a sewage treatment system at a high price. The sewage produced by our factory after producing cosmetics must be purified before it can be reused." Let it out."

He grew up in Datang Town since he was a child. Seriously speaking, he knows everyone in Datang Town, even the villagers in several villages below. They have lived here for generations and this is his home, so he is very concerned about the sewage. Emissions are very important.

Even if he wanted to make money again, he would not sacrifice the health of the people in the town, otherwise his conscience would be hard to bear.

"How's the result?" Cheng Jingchi asked.

"Most of the raw materials of our formula are Chinese herbal medicines, and the discharged sewage has been treated and is within the safe discharge range." Although Qiao Baishu said this, his frown did not loosen.

For this matter, he went back and forth several times to the Jingcheng Institute of Testing and Analysis to test the water quality. It was precisely because of this incident that he learned how polluted the groundwater in Datang Town was, and most of the residents around Datang Town The groundwater is still used, especially in the nearby villages. Because of the inconvenient transportation, the villages do not have tap water. Most of the people still use deep wells they have dug themselves. They draw water from the wells for daily drinking, cooking and watering.

Long-term use of this polluted water source has a great hidden danger to everyone's health.

This is not just a problem in Datang Township. Water source pollution exists in almost all parts of the country, but it is only a matter of degree.

Environmental pollution and water pollution are not only a problem of China, the whole world is now facing such a crisis.

The development of human civilization always has a strong tendency to self-destruct. The ever-changing new technologies, new inventions and new creations not only facilitate people's lives, but also speed up the pace of the destruction of the earth.

Faced with such a situation, Cheng Jingchi felt powerless.

The earth is so big, the world is so vast, and the power of individuals is really too weak.

Cheng Jingchi was silent for a long time, and said: "This is not a problem we can solve. We just need to try our best to ensure that our factory will not cause such a situation."

Even if the plants grown in the Qiankun Pearl have the effect of purifying water, but the Qiankun Pearl only has so much space now, even if it is full of plants, and then all of them are removed to purify water, it is just a drop in the bucket in the face of global water pollution. Inland rivers and underground water sources, not to mention that people's behavior of dying has already crossed the land and extended to the ocean.

Oil well leaks, nuclear radiation, and sewage from many coastal cities are even discharged directly into seawater. He alone can't do it.

He still manages his own one-third of an acre of land, first treats the sewage from his own factory, and then plans other things.

Qiao Baishu sighed, smiled, and said a little embarrassedly: "Hey, look at me, what do I want to do so much, I really eat carrots and worry about it."

"By the way, I heard from your grandfather that you decided to take over the wasteland beyond the quarry?" Qiao Baishu asked again, thinking of something.

"Well, I want to try growing some herbal medicine." Cheng Jingchi nodded, "Anyway, I'm idle at home now, so it's good if I can do something. I really planted it, and we don't have to worry about raw materials in our factory in the future."

Of course, the most important reason is to make a cover for him to take out some precious herbs from time to time in the future, and there is a piece of wasteland to grow medicinal materials, which can barely be justified.

"Success, I'll ask you later."

Qiao Baishu is good at this, but he will not object to anything that Cheng Jingchi decides to do.

Just rent the land. It doesn’t matter if you can’t grow herbs. Anyway, now that the factory has been built, the orders will be scheduled for the second half of the year, so it will definitely make money.He has already planned that if Cheng Jingchi loses money on the land, he will use an extra part of his income to subsidize Cheng Jingchi, and the days will pass no matter what.