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Romon staggered, and it turned out that his own strawberries were the cause of the trouble, and it was more than that, what the old man said next surprised Romon even more: "Xiao Rong, go back quickly, take a few people to clean up my laboratory. Move here, I'm going to live here for a while, be careful, don't drop things..."

"Didn't you collect the specimen, is it the same if you take it back for research?" Ma Congrong was obviously not happy to run errands for him.

"It's convenient to get materials locally." The old man's reason is quite good.

"Old man, if you like to eat strawberries, I will pick a basket and let them bring it to you every day?" Of course, money is still required.Romon just didn't want to put a time bomb on his hill.

"You think I stayed here to eat?" Grandpa Ma blew his beard and stared.

"No, that's not what I meant." Romon hurriedly explained that he really didn't mean that, he was just a little worried that if the old man would study seven or eight times, his matter of the spiritual spring would be ruined.

"Then you are afraid of spreading your skills?" The old man frowned, looking at Romon with obvious disapproval.

"Where? We don't have any skills." Luo Meng really couldn't wash himself off even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

"Young man, you are also a child of a farmer's family. You should know that many farmers in our country are not rich and even very difficult. If you have good experience, you really shouldn't hide your secrets. Your hilltop management is really good, and you can also grow strawberries. Very well, if you can't explain the reason yourself, I can help you find it..." Ma Dingliang's words somewhat fit the image of a botanist.

"Then...Professor Ma, please help me find it?" It's all about this, how can Romon refuse?At most, the Lingquan will not be used for a period of time in the future. If Martin Liang really finds out something, he will refuse to admit it and pretend to be stupid to the end.

"Hey, that's right." Grandpa Ma got what he wanted, and immediately smiled like Maitreya.

In this way, Ma Congrong's young grandfather, Martin Liang, lived in Niuwangzhuang. Because of his special status, Luo Meng arranged a hut for him alone. The next day, Ma Congrong brought a few people to move his research equipment over. Naturally, something took up another vacant barn.

In the end, Ma Congrong asked Ma Congrong to pay Luo Meng a month's rent and food, but Luo Meng didn't refuse. No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat.It just so happened that he repaid Xiao Shulin 50 a year ago, and within a few days after Wei Zhuoyang’s dividends were credited to his card, he immediately went abroad with Xiao Shulin, although the expenses during the trip were not expensive. He paid for it all, but it cost a lot every time.

Spring is the season for farming, and the harvest will be several months away. Now most of the warehouses on Niuwangzhuang are empty, and there are not many things to sell. There are so many people working on the mountain every day. , Romon will fall into the predicament of making ends meet.

Fortunately, the vegetables in those several greenhouses can still be harvested. The strawberries in the two greenhouses will also look like selling points in the future. Soil eggs, tofu and pickled vegetables, the sum of these items should be barely enough to meet the expenses of this spring.

In the summer, other incomes will slowly flow in, such as those loquat forests whose loquat flowers have gradually withered and produced green fruits the size of a fingernail, and bayberry forests that are expected to enter the fruiting period this year. Of course there will be fresh vegetables from the field.

Taking the line of Martin Liang, Luo Meng vaguely knew that getting to know a botanist should be more beneficial than harmful to him. It's really hard to say what kind of change.

Since Martin Liang lived in Niuwangzhuang, the old man seems to be very interested in everything. When he is free, he wanders around on the hills. Sometimes when he enters his temporary laboratory, he spends most of the day or even the whole day. .However, Romon felt that he should be most interested in the two strawberry sheds at home, which can be seen from the frequency of his going in and out of the strawberry shed twice a day in the morning and evening.

After the beginning of spring, Luo Hanliang bought a batch of piglets from the county again. This time he did not buy many piglets, but he said that he would buy another batch after two months. The time when the pigs go to market can reduce the risk of sales.

His elder brother Luo Hanrong planned to open up a piece of wasteland on the small soil slope, and let his wife watch over it from Yongqing, and he would run between the village and the store in the future, growing and delivering vegetables every day.According to Luo Hanrong, because he is willing to spend a lot of money, the income of chefs, deliverymen and even vegetable washers is linked to the turnover of the store, so there is not much need to worry about management. The biggest problem is the purchase aspect.

When Luo Hanliang wanted to buy piglets, he specifically notified Luo Meng and asked him if he would like to buy a few more piglets. After thinking about it, Luo Hanliang asked Luo Hanliang to help him buy three more piglets.

That afternoon, when he was sending money to buy the piglets, Romon brought them another truckload of pumpkin skins and bean dregs cakes. Although they were not good things, thanks to the addition of the sweet potatoes from Niuwangzhuang and Blacksmith last year, these things Rattan, Luo Hanliang saved a lot of money to buy food, or else there are just these piglets, grunting and begging for food every day, which makes people panic.

After a while, when the loquats on Niuwangzhuang grow up and mature, Luo Meng doesn't plan to bag them, and there will inevitably be some rotten fruits at that time, and these fruits must also be pulled to Xiaotupo.In short, more and more things will be planted on Niuwangzhuang in the future, and the food for these pigs will become more and more abundant, so Romon is not too polite.

Luo Meng is still busy repairing the anti-escape wall, and Luo Zhifang has impatiently led a few people to start planting lotus roots, because he is worried that the lotus roots in the field will be destroyed by crabs with claws and claws, so the rice planting The terraced fields and the lotus root terraced fields should be separated.

"Xiao Luo, do you plan to do something in this lotus root field?" It was rare for Grandpa Ma not to hide in the strawberry shed or laboratory this morning, but to go to the field to watch them work. Most of the village's population is surnamed Luo, and this old man just likes to call people like that. At first, Luo Meng couldn't figure out who he was calling, and he responded twice as he pretended to be affectionate, and then he stopped talking to him.

"What else can I grow besides lotus roots?" Luo Zhifang never thought about anything other than lotus roots. Their only goal now is to grow lotus roots and grow them well.

"You idiot, wouldn't you be able to increase your income by picking up some loach?" Grandpa Ma scolded happily.

"Yeah." Luo Zhifang pondered for a while, and then said very simply: "Then raise some loaches in the lotus root field."

"It just so happens that we will still be raising crabs at that time, and now we have enough rations." Luo Meng was carrying a hoe and digging trenches with Xiao Shulin to bury bamboo boards. Hearing what they said, he was immediately overjoyed.

"Why do you have business everywhere?" Martin Liang was unhappy that Romon interrupted suddenly.

"I don't know about other places, anyway, Niuwangzhuang is our territory." Luo Meng grinned arrogantly, don't think that he dares to teach people casually because he wears the hat of a botanist, what do people under the eaves understand? ?

"Hey, Xiao Luo, let me tell you..." Martin Liang ignored Luo Meng, and went to talk to Luo Zhifang with enthusiasm on his face: "This kind of lotus root is very knowledgeable, it is different from rice planting, just right I've also studied it for a while, if you don't know anything, just ask me."

"Okay." Luo Zhifang replied, and just kept working.

"I think you're a good young man. Are you interested in botany? I'm also in Niuwangzhuang during this time. If you're interested, I'll spare some time and come out to guide you." Martin Liang was as amiable as a wolf grandma. have to.

"I just want to farm the land well." Luo Zhifang frowned. In his opinion, those who do knowledge and research are very labor-intensive, and it is difficult to see success. Unlike crops in the field, which are planted in spring Go down, wait for a few months, and there will be a harvest in autumn. He likes this kind of real thing.

"You child, crops are also plants! If you thoroughly study these crops, won't it be easier to plant the land in the future?" Martin Liang followed the advice.

"Forget it." Luo Zhifang shook his head, still not very interested.

"What? You don't believe my level? Let me tell you, when I was studying XXXX with Professor XXX in XX country, you didn't know if you were born or not!" Grandpa Ma was anxious, squatting At the head of the field, he showed off his great achievements in the past, and he talked so much that he didn't know whether it was true or not.

"I'm not in this major?" Luo Zhifang continued to refuse helplessly.

"Then you are not a professional in farming, don't you think you are doing well now?" Grandpa Ma was really troublesome.

"Hey! Old man, it's almost enough. The twisted melon is not sweet." At this time, Luo Meng finally didn't want to go. Luo Zhifang loved the simple life of farming, and the old man wanted to send him to the laboratory. Li Tuo, isn't this difficult for a strong man? Besides, if Luo Zhifang is really taken away, where will Luo Meng find someone to take over his job right now?

"He just can't turn the corner for a while, I'll tell him about it later." Ma Dingliang still didn't give up.

"It seems to me that you can't turn the corner." Luo Meng smiled and asked him: "I heard that you are not teaching at the Agricultural University in our provincial capital? Is there any way to get me some good varieties of fruit trees?" Come here?"

"I don't work there anymore." Martin Liang waved his hand, looking uninterested.

"Why didn't you do it?" Romon couldn't help asking.

"Hmph, old man, if I want to do research, I can set up a laboratory by myself. If I want to teach students, I can find someone myself. They don't need money. What school should I go to?" Martin Hao seemed reluctant to talk about these things.

"Then even if you leave, there will always be acquaintances, right? Can't you get a few fruit seedlings?" Luo Meng just remembered that the variety of fruit trees on his mountain is still a bit monotonous, and it just happens to be spring at this moment. It had to be early, but he didn't think about what to plant for a while, so he wanted to try his luck on Martin Liang right now.

"Who said it can't be done?" Martin Liang's temper was like that of an old child, and he immediately started talking non-stop after being so excited by Romon.

"Last year, I heard that old Jin said that he had made a variety of oranges, which naturally mutated, you know? Their Jin family's genetics are very strange. From his grandfather to his grandson, everyone loves oranges. That old boy lives At such an old age, besides eating oranges, he also loves to grow oranges. A few years ago, he found a naturally mutated orange tree in someone’s orchard, and the fruit it bore was big and sweet.

"That guy was so happy that he almost passed away. He begged his grandpa to tell his grandma, and spent a lot of money to get it back home. He planned to reproduce in large numbers. He didn't expect that this fruit tree is good, but the reproductive ability is too poor, that is to say. It doesn’t work. The old guy has been busy with this for the past few years. I heard that a few orange seedlings have been revived a while ago. They look like something precious. If you are willing to bring out two pistachio plants, he may Will give you some seeds."

"Pistachio seedlings for seeds? It's very difficult for me to grow them!" Romon immediately felt distressed when he heard that he was asked to exchange pistachio seeds with others, wondering if it would be easy for him to plant those few pistachio seedlings?

"Then if you don't want to, you have to forget it." Lao Jin is a fruit tree dealer, although there are many good things in Niuwangzhuang, but other things, the old guy probably has no interest.

"How about you tell him, I will give him a pair of pistachios, one male and one female, and he will give me twenty grafted seedlings and a hundred seeds, how about that?" The tree is so magical, it is inevitable that he is also a little moved.

"Two seedlings? Do you think it's the flat peach tree of the Queen Mother? The orange tree is rare in a hundred years. It's about chance. You pistachio. Our country really doesn't have many. It’s not unusual for some countries outside.”

Martin Liang felt that this boy Luo Meng was really unkind, he didn't seem like he could do research, otherwise why would he rather put his ideas on Luo Zhifang than find him?

"You also know that it is said to be in a foreign country. That thing hasn't adapted to our country yet. My pistachio plants are growing well. In a few years, I will cultivate the fruit seedlings in batches and spread them out. , think about the economic value! The academic value!"

Luo Meng is also watching people order dishes. Isn't Lao Jin engaged in fruit trees? It just so happens that the problem of pistachio planting has not been solved yet. Which scholar would not be greedy for the so-called research results?It just so happened that Luo Meng didn't want Niuwangzhuang to be too eye-catching. Let's leave it to the Agricultural University in the provincial capital. Although this piece of fat is big, Luo Meng is a little worried that his teeth will be bitten.

"How about I tell him?" Martin knew in his conscience that what Romon said made sense.

"Then I'll trouble you!" Romon immediately smiled.

"It's a matter of one sentence. If you can really change some seeds back, you have to plant them well." Ma Dingliang said, sighed again, and said, "You young people will rule the world from now on."

"There, you are still young." Luo Meng flattered.

"Stop talking about such nonsense, if I really did this for you, how can you thank me?" Little Grandpa Ma finally showed his true colors.

"What do you want?" Romon didn't use "you".

"I've been listening for the past few days. The stone frogs in your valley are singing well. Catch a couple of them tomorrow." Martin Liang had already set his sights on them.

"Aren't you a botanist?" This old man!

"Botanists have to eat too." The dead old man said naturally.