Various applications of ancestral skills [Quick Transmigration]

The base chief went through the process in a hurry.

Even Lin Liang's words were just perfunctory. As soon as the bailiff finished his execution, the base chief rushed out like a rabbit, and the cremation of the body was handed over to Second Uncle Chu, who was forcibly left behind by him. of.

Uncle Chu: "..."

Second Uncle Chu: "The surname is Zhang! I'm in the defense zone! If you let me take care of the police department, you won't be afraid of being reported as double-regulatory by the people below!"

However, the head of the base replied from a long distance: "If you really want to report, those gangsters will just write a note and the first one they approve will not be able to escape! Besides, our small base only has so few people, and there are not enough people to help you, what's the matter! Who wants to Whoever reports it, we will approve some people! Relax your heart! Hurry up and cremate the body!"

When the head of the base arrived at the greenhouse, everyone had been working for a long time, and the head of the base took off his coat without saying a word, and started working together in full swing.

After the potatoes in the last planting box were harvested, the base chief had time to look back at how much he had harvested.

"..." The number of potatoes that had been harvested made everyone stunned.

The number of potatoes cultivated without soil completely exceeds the original yield per mu of soil cultivation. It may even be because the nutrient solution is made with supernatural powers and the post-apocalyptic potato mutation, which almost doubles the original yield per mu. .

A large number of potatoes piled up into a small hill, and the potatoes that were removed from the substrate shook the substrate above, and it was not as clean as the potatoes that originally grew in the soil.

The head of the base froze in place, unable to believe that he had dug out such a big mountain bag in front of him.

All the people who came to help froze in place like a group of sculptures.

I don't know which supernatural person subconsciously bit his arm, and broke the silence with a cry.

"So many potatoes! We have a lot of food!" This is the one who has been so shocked that he only knows how to repeat.

"I wonder if those big bases sell food so expensive! The last time I went to those big bases, there was no dry food on the way to the supermarket. I wanted to replenish some food in the supermarket, but the food on their side was twice as expensive as ours. !” This is complaining about the inflated price of food from outside bases.

"So many potatoes, stewed potatoes with potato flour, beef with potatoes, ah, there is no beef now, so hot and sour potato shreds..." This is the foodie who began to subconsciously mutter the recipe.

All of a sudden, there were all kinds of beings, shouting, laughing, and crying.

"Mom! Why don't you last for another year? You just last for another year, and we'll be full! We'll be full!" The person who said this was a first-level fire-element supernatural power user. Although the income of the base is higher than that of the people in the resettlement area, it is not much higher than that of the people in the resettlement area.

The 1.8-meter-five man squatted on the ground crying, with no image, and the joyful atmosphere gradually became sad. Weeping sounded from all directions. It was the 10th year of the end of the world. Who hasn't experienced life and death in these 10 years.

No one laughed at him, the friend of the supernatural person walked over and patted him on the shoulder, pulled him up from the ground, gave him a hug and said, "In the future, everyone will not starve to death."

Ordinary people in the base anxiously waited for the return of the supernatural beings and soldiers, because the way to the greenhouse was too dangerous, and the road was full of zombies, and only supernatural beings and soldiers could lead the team there, and ordinary people knew that I don't have any combat experience, and I don't want to make trouble for them.

But the mood of waiting is very anxious.

Finally, on the distant horizon, a convoy of modified trucks gradually approached the base. The ordinary people on the city wall recognized that it was a truck from the base.

When the truck entered the city gate, the supernatural beings inside jumped off one by one. The residents found that the eye sockets of the supernatural beings were a little red, and there were even some obvious signs of crying. Their hearts suddenly sank. Could it be that the yield of potatoes is not good?

Immediately, the residents adjusted their mentality. It doesn’t matter if the potato production is not good. Their base can now supply vegetables relying on Mr. Chu An. A few trucks of vegetables can be exchanged for hundreds of tons of grain. Some aunts even began to comfort them. The few supernatural beings who had obviously cried.

"It's okay, don't cry, Mr. Chu An is not a god, and it is understandable to fail once, don't worry, don't you see that the vegetables in our base are still grown normally? At that time, we will grow some vegetables, and we will not have any food. It will be missing." An aunt wearing work clothes who was obviously on leave from the factory said, patting the boy whose eyes were red from crying.

For a while, this first-level fire-type superpower who almost made everyone cry was a little dumbfounded, and he hurriedly explained: "No, no, auntie, Mr. Chu An did not fail! Look at the big trucks behind, It's all potatoes! It's almost all potatoes!"

Only then did the surrounding base residents realize that almost all the supernatural beings and soldiers jumped off the first few trucks, while the rear trucks had almost no one in the rear compartment except for the driver's seat.

They hurriedly surrounded the past, and were immediately stunned by the sight in front of them.

The full golden color occupied all their field of vision, and a carload of potatoes almost burst the truck, and even a few bags couldn't fit, and they were brought back only after they were placed in the co-pilot.

Looking at the base residents who looked like a group of goose-headed geese, a soldier couldn't help but wanted to chuckle, but was patted on the back by the person next to him and said: "Do you think you are better than them in the greenhouse just now? Howling just now Who is the dog?"

The residents of the base no longer cared what the soldiers thought of them. If it wasn't for a sliver of reason pulling them, they would have jumped into these potato piles to swim.

From the day when the potatoes were brought back, the whole base fell into a frenzied atmosphere. Even eating potatoes for three consecutive days did not dampen their enthusiasm.

Even the district chief called and asked ecstatically, "Comrade Chu An, I have seen the report submitted by Comrade Zhang Jianguo. The potatoes you harvested in the greenhouse really reached the yield of nearly 2 catties per mu? "

Chu An gave the head of the district an affirmative answer, and said with a little dissatisfaction: "Yes, but the data is not in the ideal state. The geographical climate of our country is indeed not suitable for growing potatoes."

District Chief:...

Perhaps this is the difference between geniuses and ordinary people like them.

"However, the current output is enough. I have also written down the specific data, cultivation methods, and nutrient solution formulas of potatoes in each period. Compared with the data in the paper written before, some data are slightly different after large-scale planting. Adjust." Chu An said with a little reluctance, in his opinion, these mutated potatoes after the end of the day should be two to three times the yield per mu before the end of the day.

The district chief selectively forgot Chu An's dissatisfaction with the output, and said directly: "Comrade Chu An, since the output of potatoes is so high, the compilation of the soilless cultivation technology training manual for potatoes is urgent. ..."

Speaking of the district chief, I was a little embarrassed, but after thinking about it, the district chief of the small base who was waiting for food still said cheekily: "Comrade Chu An, I don't know if your base can support some potatoes for other bases, of course they will use technology Or they exchanged for the unique products of their base, as you said last time, this period of time is the spring famine, and the life of the base below is not easy..."

Chu An listened patiently to the head of the district, and said directly: "Yes, our base can support [-] catties of potatoes, and the condition is as you said, with the unique products of other small bases in exchange."

In fact, the head of the base had already told Chu An about this matter, and he had no objection to Chu An’s use of grain to support other bases. After all, their base population was only over 1 people, and they harvested nearly 2 catties from just one mu of land. Everyone can't finish the potatoes, so it's better to exchange them for some resources in other bases.

more importantly...

"In recent years, our bases have also been supported by the help of the East and the West. Whoever is rich will support it, and whoever is poor, everyone will be evened out. Squeeze out some resources, at least not to starve too many people to death. "The base chief rarely lit a cigarette, staring at the smoke and said.

"Now our base has become very rich, and we can bring our brothers along, at least to allow them to survive until the moment when the potatoes they planted are harvested." The base chief stood up and patted Chu An on the shoulder and said.

Three days later, the soilless cultivation training manual for potatoes sent from the large base was delivered to each base.

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In a soil cultivation greenhouse, some young scientific researchers kept reading around a paper, exclaiming from time to time.

"I'm going, how did he get the data of Tudou?" said a slightly bald researcher.

"Remember the last time we stayed up in the laboratory for three days and nights in order to get such good data." The researcher who said this had two big dark circles on his face.

"It didn't work out in the end." The person next to him said weakly, leaning against the wall.

"Tsk tsk tsk, a genius is a genius. He obtained our one-year experimental data in just three months." The bald scientific researcher couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"What are you talking about here if you don't work hard?" A gentle voice came, but it made these scientific researchers subconsciously tighten their nerves and stand up straight.

The person who made this voice was a middle-aged man, and he looked at the researchers in front of him with a smile and said.

The bald scientific researcher wailed in his heart: "Didn't Cao Yan Wang say that he would not come to the laboratory today?"Damn, why did he see it?It's over, I have to work overtime again today. '

The middle-aged man called Cao Yanwang by the bald researchers took the paper they were reading casually, and said with a smile: "This is the paper published by Chu An who is said to have improved the soilless cultivation technology? The data is very good. It’s beautiful, but I don’t know what the results of the experiment are.”

Seeing Cao Yanwang's tone of voice that could be said to be in a good mood, the researchers looked at each other, and they all saw the sympathy for Chu An in each other's eyes.

The bald scientific researcher said cautiously: "Teacher, in fact, a notice about technical training has been sent down from above."

The originally bald scientific researcher felt that his teacher would not go to these trainings because his teacher hated them, but when he saw the teacher's expression on Chu An's paper just now, he suddenly became a little uncertain.

Cao Derun turned around with a smile and asked, "What about the training?"

The bald scientific researcher swallowed and said, "It's about the training of potato soilless cultivation techniques. The training materials are also based on Mr. Chu An's thesis."

Cao Derun suddenly put away his smile.