I studied abroad in modern times

"Lao Hou?"

As soon as he hung up the phone, Zheng Fa saw Mr. Hou running towards him.

He was holding an ear of rice in his hand. The ear of rice was as high as his shoulders. As he ran, the grains hit his smiling face.

Zheng Fa immediately understood what he was going to say.

"Done?"

Hou Lao nodded and handed the rice ear to Zheng Fa.

Zheng Fa took it in his hand and looked at it.

Hou Lao's idea is to use the rice from the nursing home as the male or female parent, and cross it with other varieties of rice - the goal is to cultivate a variety that has the taste and yield advantages of the rice in the nursing home, but can be grown on a large scale without the aura environment. .

Now it seems that there are preliminary results.

Mr. Hou explained: "We have tried more than 50 solutions, and now it seems that this one has achieved a balance in taste, growth environment and yield."

"We have conducted experiments in a non-auraic environment."

"This variety has a yield of more than 1,200 kilograms per mu. It tastes better than almost all varieties on the market, and it doesn't have high requirements on soil fertility!"

The rice in Zheng Fa's hands is a little smaller than the original varieties in the nursing home, but a little larger than the varieties grown on a large scale in China today.

The grains are round and long, heavy in the hand, and have a delicate fragrance.

Holding this rice seed, Zheng Fa's heart suddenly calmed down, and he felt an inexplicable sense of stability.

"You are also a farmer."

Hou Lao looked at his expression and suddenly smiled.

"Huh?" Zheng Fa raised his head and immediately agreed: "I am just a farmer..."

He realizes all the time that his early life left a very deep mark on him. He loves land and food from the bottom of his heart...

Hou Lao laughed, with some recognition in his eyes.

"Everyone has given me so many praises. In fact, I know that I am a farmer... I have always been a bit regretful in the past. I have done research for so many years and the yield has increased, but people don't like to eat it..."

Zheng Fa nodded.

After being in contact with Mr. Hou for so long, he also understood a little bit about the current situation of hybrid rice.

To put it simply, it is not that hybrid rice has not been popularized, but that most of them are made into rice products - the taste factor is the main factor here.

On the other hand, hybrid rice is actually not only being worked on by Hou Lao's group, but many other scientists are also working on it.

Hou Lao's status as a pioneer determines that he is an explorer, and what he explores is the ultimate yield - but large-scale planting first depends on the market and secondly the cost. The ultimate yield is equivalent to laboratory results, and bringing it to the market is another matter.

In the field of hybrid rice, his variety is not the most popular either.

This leads to Hou Lao's small regret - his hybrid rice varieties are generally only regarded as alternatives in emergencies, and have not yet entered thousands of households.

Hou Lao looked at the rice seedlings in Zheng Fa's hands, his face softened, and he said to Zheng Fa: "Everyone called me the father of something before... I can't help but feel a little guilty in my heart."

He paused and did not continue speaking, but suddenly bowed towards Zheng Fa.

Zheng Fa supported him again.

But this time, the old man exerted great force on his waist, as if he was unwilling to give up.

Zheng Fa was stunned and let go of his hand.

Mr. Hou bowed deeply to Zheng Fa.

After getting up, Hou Lao said: "Now I also know what it means to die without regrets..."

Old Man Bai and Tang Lingwu stood side by side under the eaves, turning to look at each other with smiles on their faces.

…

"Is this a new rice seed?" At the dinner table, the visiting team leader Yang tasted a mouthful of rice in the bowl, and his eyes were filled with excitement. "Has it been cultivated?"

"The work in our nursing home has been completed, and we have to wait for the next step of experiments."

Zheng Fa explained.

Nowadays, this rice seed is still ripened through the Evergreen Talisman. The next step of the experiment is to see whether it can grow so well in a natural environment without spiritual energy.

But as Zheng Fa said, the work in the nursing home is almost over.

The rest can be done in an ordinary agronomy laboratory.

"Wait a minute, I'll make a call." Team Leader Yang suddenly put down his job and ran out.

Zheng Fa turned around and said to Mr. Hou: "Mr. Hou, the next step in cultivating Lingzhi is up to you, Mr. Hetian."

Mr. Hou nodded when he heard this, and then said: "I am definitely willing, but I am not the most professional in the research of cytoplasmic inheritance..."

Zheng Fa also understood in his heart.

Even though Team Leader Yang makes phone calls every day, in fact, he does a good job of keeping secrets - Mr. Hou is extremely trusted by the superiors, so he will be informed of the details.

For example, this time, Zheng Fa wanted to find some experts related to nuclear engineering, but the process was a bit slow, and most of the time was spent on personnel evaluation.

After a while, Team Leader Yang came from outside.

She said to Zheng Fa:

"The grain company I mentioned earlier has been established. Is the chairman Shao Lingwu?"

Zheng Fa looked at Tang Lingwu, who nodded slightly, her expression full of determination.

"If you don't want to..."

Looking at her expression, Zheng Fa suddenly remembered that when he first met Tang Lingwu, she once said that she didn't like doing business because she was a bit socially anxious.

"I do!"

Tang Lingwu said.

Zheng Fa was stunned for a moment and nodded slightly.

The old man Bai on the side suddenly turned his head and said affectionately to Teacher Tian: "I do!"

Everyone was stunned at first, then they immediately understood what the old man was talking about. Teacher Tian slapped the old man on the back: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"I just thought that we haven't even had a wedding yet. How touching is what Ren Lingwu said! We never said it."

"Old couples, talking about this is something that young couples play with!"

After saying this, Tang Lingwu blushed so much that she became socially anxious even if she wasn't.

Team leader Yang, who was standing by, saw that they had finished making a fuss and said, "Also, recently the higher-ups are evaluating a national science and technology progress award. I want to ask you..."

She didn't finish, but Zheng Fa and the others understood.

They wanted to give money and awards.

"This... isn't the experiment not yet completed?"

The old man wondered.

"Interim results are also results." Team leader Yang smiled, as if he felt that what he said made sense.

Zheng Fa didn't care about this matter.

He looked at the other people at the table.

Tang Mudao has been practicing hard recently, and his mind was not on the table.

Tang Lingwu is obviously socially anxious.

Teacher Tian doesn't seem to be interested either.

Old man Bai... No, Old man Bai, why do you look so eager to try?

"Teacher Bai, I see that no one else in the hospital is free, so you can go." Zheng Fa said, "If you don't want to..."

"I do!"

Three words, sonorous and powerful, seem to say - I will bear all this dirty fame and fortune!

Teacher Tian slowly put down his chopsticks and looked at the old man Bai beside him.

"Xiao Tian?"

"Why do I feel that you are not so sincere when you say this to me?"

"..."

"Say it to me again!"

"You are not talking about an old couple..."

"Say it!"

...

Two days later, Zheng Fa and others squatted in the old man Bai's room, watching TV.

Today is the day when the old man Bai accepts the commendation on behalf of the nursing home.

The scale of the commendation is very large, and a short segment is directly inserted into the daily news.

They watched the old man Bai walk up to the stage in a dignified manner, receive the bonus and certificate with excitement, and then walk off the stage with brisk steps - they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Zheng Fa looked at this thing mainly because he was afraid that the old man Bai would get a brain twitch and take off in front of the camera.

…

On the road at the foot of the mountain, Team Leader Yang was driving the car himself, and two men, a middle-aged man and a young man, were sitting in the back of the car.

In the car radio, the old man Bai was being interviewed by a reporter from the Central Radio Station:

"Under the wise leadership of Director Zheng of Hongshan Agricultural Research Institute..."

"This honor belongs to our director..."

"He is a person who does not seek fame and fortune..."

Hongshan Agricultural Research Institute is one of the signs of the nursing home now.

The two people who heard the news had different expressions.

"Director Yang." The young man couldn't help asking.

"I am now Team Leader Yang." Team Leader Yang said with a smile.

"Team Leader Yang, I heard that this award was added temporarily this time?"

The young man asked with curiosity.

The middle-aged man beside him tugged at his sleeve, but it was obvious that the young man was a bit green.

"Yes." Team Leader Yang glanced at him through the rearview mirror and said bluntly, "I applied for it."

"..."

The young man moved his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

"Do you think it's unfair?"

"I just think it's... hasty... the other winners have been selected after more than half a year."

Team Leader Yang curled his lips and said, "Let me tell you this... maybe ten or twenty years later, if this commendation meeting can be remembered, it will be because of this Hongshan Agricultural Research Institute."

"..." The young man was silent for a long time before he spoke, "Team Leader Yang, is there really... a cultivation of immortality?"

Team Leader Yang nodded with a smile.

The young man had a look of shattered worldview.

"Still don't believe it?"

"I believe it, why not? You guys are making such a big show, how can I not believe it?" The young man sighed deeply, and then said: "If it's just about cultivating immortals, I can still accept it."

"But you said..."

"The immortals are playing with nuclear fusion..."

"This... is too scientific."

At this time, the middle-aged man on the side spoke up: "Isn't there a saying? The end of science is theology."

"Angkor? You..."

The young man looked at his companion in surprise, thinking that the other party's acceptance was too good.

"When I first started to study nuclear fusion, everyone said that it would take fifty years to achieve nuclear fusion..." Angkor said, "Now twenty years have passed, and the result is still fifty years..."

"In fact, everyone understands that the breakthrough of key technologies depends too much on luck, and it can't be rushed, and any prediction will not be accurate."

"But...how many fifty years do I have left?"

The young man was startled.

Then he heard the middle-aged man continue: "If he really has some kind of nuclear fusion method...don't say he said he was cultivating immortals."

"He said he was God, I accepted it."

The young man pursed his lips.

Then Team Leader Yang said:

"Don't say it's you... the rice is done."

"In ancient times, they would have built a shrine for him."

"If nuclear fusion is really feasible." Team Leader Yang looked back at the two of them, "If he really wants to be a god, who can stop him?"