I really just want to open a shop

"What did you say!"

"Old Yao, a mercenary outside said that he? He has unpolluted soil in his hand. I heard that it is a new product from that store."

An assistant whispered to him.

Yao Xuezhen was so fierce? Stand up: "Quick, let him come in and talk!"

Yu Yuanzhou trotted all the way over, panting violently, and spoke intermittently: "Yao Lao... Huh, you can buy it at the Fusheng grocery store right away. I don't know if it is that kind of soil. I hope you can try it."

Yao Xuezhen didn't even have time to entertain the other party, so he immediately asked his assistant to buy soil, and then plunged into the laboratory by himself.

Together with them are Mr. Lin and a large group of researchers from the research institute.

They all heard about this, and almost couldn't bear it and wanted to try to cultivate it.

"Quick! Go and take out the precious seeds in the laboratory!"

Before the earth's environment deteriorated to this point, the research institute deliberately bought a batch of seeds in an attempt to save the earth, but unfortunately it was unsuccessful at that time. Since then, the batch of seeds has been refrigerated in a corner of the laboratory.

Yao Xuezhen thought that he would never hope to get those seeds out in his life.

Cultivating seeds is not an easy task. They chose pakchoi, which has a relatively short growth period, as the first choice for cultivation.

As long as it can be confirmed that the soil is not polluted and normal plants can be grown, then they can immediately promote it on a large scale!

Haven't the researchers been there for a few days? After coming out of the laboratory, they are anxious to observe the petri dish every day, hoping to find small sprouts.

The dean of the research institute was also concerned, but he was not a professional. Every time he came to the lab, he was blocked by other people, and he refused to let him take a look at the current status of the research.

A week later, Mr. Lin was on duty that day, and he slept near the petri dish, not wanting to leave at all.

They had to compete for night shifts every day, fearing that they would not be able to see the cabbage sprouting with their own eyes. Mr. Lin won the lottery and closed the laboratory door under a group of jealous eyes.

It's late at night, he? After all, he's getting old and can't hold on anymore. After holding on for a while, he fell into a deep sleep in a daze.

Early the next morning, Mr. Lin stared at the little green sprout in the petri dish, so excited that he couldn't speak.

"I...not...it, it sprouted!"

Not long after, Yao Xuezhen came over panting. He looked at the little bud fluttering in the wind, his old face flushed.

He? He wanted to reach out to touch the bud again, but he was worried that he would knock off its small leaves. He looked so nervous as if he had a grandson.

"Let's hurry up and notify the dean!"

Behind the two old men, other scientific researchers had tears in their eyes, and immediately some ran to the office, trying to be the first to tell the good news to the dean.

Starting from the laboratory, it spread to every corner of the dungeon. The management center, which was full of despair and worry about the future a few days ago, immediately became active.

As soon as the Minister of Finance died, he went to report to the captain without saying a word. As soon as he walked into the office, he looked up and saw the captain's comfortable smile.

"It seems that my small treasury has been saved." The captain laughed.

"Yes...we are all saved." The Minister of Finance murmured, his eyes were sore, and he couldn't help turning his head away.

"Since this is the case, first carry out the first group cultivation, use the remaining money in the finances to buy soil, take out potato seeds, and distribute them uniformly."

The Minister of Finance wiped the corners of his eyes in embarrassment, straightened his back, and said loudly: "Yes!"

Potatoes are high-yield and full, as long as this batch is planted, they will not have to be limited by the supply of new galaxies when they are harvested.

What kind of nutrient solution should I drink? Not only is it unpalatable, but the price is also not cheap.

From then on, the earth will enter a better cycle.

Before leaving, the finance minister was a little hesitant. He opened his mouth several times, but he didn't say anything.

The captain understood what he meant and waved his hand as a gesture.

"That person's background is definitely not simple, he? There is no information from the new galaxy, and neither does Earth. Don't act rashly."

"At the very least, everything he? is doing now is beneficial to the dungeon, so there's no need to delve into the origin."

In the central square of Area A of the underground city, the crowd is bustling, and everywhere is full.

There are several simple tables and chairs at the front, and scientific researchers in white coats are responsible for distributing seeds and soil one by one.

"Each person has a small bag of seeds, a bottle of growing solution, and a sack of soil, all of which are potato seeds. If you have any questions about planting, you can come to the square to find us. We will always keep people stationed in the square."

"Estimated harvest time is one month. As long as you take good care of it and put in the growing solution regularly, you will be able to eat hot steamed potatoes in no time!"

Those who came to line up to receive it? Old or young? They all stretched their necks and looked in one direction.

A petri dish was placed there, surrounded by strict mercenaries guarding it layer by layer, but it was not difficult to see a sprout inside.

There are only two small leaves, shiny green, the only bright color in the gray dungeon.

"It's really planted... I have it? How long has it been since I saw green, my God." An old man said tremblingly.

"I don't know how it tastes compared to the nutrient solution, will it be as delicious as the one in the square box!" The greedy girl almost drools.

"In the future, don't we need to go to the ground to look for supplies, and we can grow and eat ourselves in the future." The mercenary's eyes brightened slightly, and he murmured.

Everyone received their own seeds, and the first thing they did when they got home was to find the best box and plant them.

One month, whether it is long or short, it has placed the hopes of countless people.

Among the crowd, McCree carefully put the seeds in his pocket for fear of losing one, and then walked towards home excitedly with the heavy soil in his arms.

"My wife, I'm back! Find a container quickly. I counted it. There are eleven potato seeds in total. I heard from those experts that you can harvest forty or fifty potatoes. You can eat them for a long time."

"Come on, come on, get ready, put all the soil in this box!"

His wife quickly lifted out a square box and put it in the best place in the house.

McCree carefully poured the bag of soil into the box and buried the seeds in the soil.

He buried the seeds separately according to what the researchers said, and simply formed a shallow groove in the palm of his hand, and finally poured the accelerant into it.

The black soil sits quietly in the box, waiting for the day when it will germinate.

McCree's daughter also leaned over curiously, stroking the thick soil with immature hands, and her round face was full of seriousness.

"Little grass, little grass, grow up quickly, I will fertilize you every day!"

McCree was worried that his daughter would damage the seeds, so he carried him on his shoulders, and the little girl giggled.

From this day on, everyone in the dungeon is looking forward to the moment when the seeds germinate.

Even the greetings we meet every day have become: "Have the seeds of your family sprouted?"

If a family's potatoes grow well, they will get envious and jealous eyes from a group of people, and they will keep asking how they usually take care of the seeds.

"Well, I tell them a little story every day when I get up, so that they can grow better!" The man said seriously.

The people around were instantly enlightened and punched their fists violently: "I said why our family is still a little Miaomiao, I understand, I will go tell them stories now."

"You are amazing, what kind of stories does Tudou Miaomiao like? I am stupid, so I will let my wife tell it when I go back."

"Based on my experience, I tell the kind of fairy tales that children like. Every time I tell them, I feel that the seedlings become greener."

……

Conversations like this abound, and are played out every day in the dungeon.

Yu Yuanzhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he passed by a group of people gathering experience to gather experience, humming softly in his heart, full of disdain.

They are all ignorant and superstitious people.

Then he ran towards the Starry Sky Street non-stop, without stopping at all, and yelled loudly before entering the door.

"Shop manager, look at what's wrong with my seedlings. I woke up today and thought it was a little sluggish!"

Lu Sinian rubbed his temples with a headache, and looked up at the intellectual brain raised by the other party, on which were photographed potato seedlings.

The growth is very good, as usual, green, and it seems to be no different from yesterday.

"Well, it's not very good."

Yu Yuanzhou immediately became anxious. His eyes widened and he stomped his feet back and forth, feeling very worried and heartbroken.

"What to do, what to do, do I need to water more, woo woo my seedlings."

Lu Sinian's face remained unchanged, and he said the last sentence lightly: "If you don't take a photo for me every day, it should grow better."

"Uh, hehe." Yu Yuanzhou stopped and touched his chin, feeling a little embarrassed, "Well, it's my first time growing potatoes, so I'm a little nervous."

Lu Sinian has long been used to their nervous appearance.

Ever since the people from the research institute bought a large amount of soil from him, people would come to him every day to ask him about farming.

After all, Lu Si Nian is the source of selling soil, so he must have in-depth and professional research on farming.

Lu Zhongtian Xiaobai Si Nian was full of question marks.

He could only be forced to work, and learned a lot of knowledge about farming from Rong Qing, and after a long time, he was able to say a thing or two.

Soil moisture, intervals between seedlings, and how often to water, can barely cope with these? Farming madmen bombarded the problem indiscriminately.

It is worth mentioning that the underground city and the research institute are very generous, and they bought 1000 million Star Origin Coin soil from him in one go.

Another new product, the fan, was also used for research, but unfortunately, no other effects have been found yet.

In addition to the popularity of farming in the underground city, they did not forget to continue to put flower purifiers on the ground.

A purifier is buried every kilometer, and now the total purification rate of the earth has reached 7.95%, and the surrounding air outside the entrance of the dungeon has become better.

Some people have tried it with a detector. The ground in the moderately polluted area has been reduced to low-level pollution, and the impact on the body's alienation is negligible.

The long-term commission that was placed at the mercenary center still exists. Every day, someone takes up the mission and receives several flower dispersers to bury in the ground.

As long as you walk a few kilometers away, or stand on a high place, you can see uniform red roses swaying in the wind, dotted with gray earth.

The total degree of purification of the earth is slowly increasing in the form of uniform growth.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-04-1123:24:45~2021-04-1223:16:20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: g1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: I haven’t thought of it, 10 bottles; let me go for the cute one, 1 bottle of Ziyun Qiaoyue;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!