"Scientist Liu, you are here just in time. What do you want to eat tonight? I'll arrange it."

The sunset dyed the sky in the west red, making the sandstone in the distance red like blood, which was simply Li Keran's painting.

"What scientist Liu is talking nonsense about the villagers." Liu Shuqing was a little embarrassed. It was rare for him to be so shameless: "They are laughing at me as if I look like the scientist in "The Strongest Brain", and I'm joking!"

Song Qingyun looked at his face and sniffed: "It's really a bit like it."

"You're still laughing?"

"Don't laugh, no more, but Lao Liu, you were a graduate of Agricultural University in the 1980s. What was the concept of a college student back then? You have worked in this industry all your life, you are an expert and a scientist who deserves the word "three words"."

"Native expert, local expert." Liu Shuqing was modest.

Song Qingyun: "How about I buy a chicken, let's cook the chicken with firewood tonight."

Liu Shuqing: "Don't, I've dealt with feed chickens these days, and I'll be full of chicken feathers. I'll vomit after eating them."

"Or else eat goose." Song Qingyun called Huang Ming: "Huang Erwa, I have a guest here. Kill your geese and cook a pot with cucumbers. We will arrive in an hour. Your father is delicious in cooking, and I like it."

There is no restaurant in the village, so I can only make it by myself. Liu Shuqing is a very important guest, and Song Qingyun really can't show off his cooking skills.

Huang Erwa said coldly: "You have to pay. You cadres are all Bodhisattvas who eat and drink. How much is the income of ordinary people a year, but they can't stand such a meal."

"What food to give me, I'll transfer it to you on WeChat right away." Song Qingyun smiled in his heart. Huang Ming's temper is still so irritable, why do he dislike me? For his father's good deeds, he can only endure it.

The weather seemed to be a little cold, and the wind blew on my body, and I couldn't stand a single piece of clothing.

What you need during this season is soju and chili, and a pot of hot red oil is needed.

The wheat seeds in the field have been scattered, and the villagers are still fertilizing them at this moment.

They bent their backs, sprinkled two seeds and poured them on a small spoonful of fat.

Fertilizer is a standard farm fee and has a very strong smell.

Liu Shuqing and Song Qingyun twitched their noses and said, "The taste is very positive."

In another half a month, lush wheat seedlings will grow in the field. At that time, the smell of farm fertilizer will be replaced by the fragrance of fresh plants. The irrigation water that Song Qingyun has been hard-working is just in handy.

In a few months, when the weather gets hotter next year, there will be a golden wave of wheat here, what a beautiful scenery.

Looking at the open plains and the majestic mountains in the distance, Song Qingyun's heart was relaxed and couldn't help but chant loudly: "Under the moon, my father who planted wheat overnight was like flowing gold. Under the moon, there were twelve birds flying over the wheat field. Some carried a grain of wheat, and some danced in the wind, denying that I slept in the ground when I was harvesting the wheat."

Liu Shuqing also chanted: "We are the sweethearts of the wheat field. On the day of harvesting wheat, I shook hands and made peace with my enemies. We finished our work together, closed our eyes, and everything that was destined."

The two laughed at the same time.

Two literary youths can play together.

After laughing, Song Qingyun asked proudly: "Old Liu, how about it? I am a Feng Shui treasure land, so there is a lot to do! By the way, what is the result of the soil analysis you retrieved yesterday? Are you very surprised and surprised?"

Liu Shuqing asked back: "Song Qingyun, what kind of result do you want?"

"What do I want?" Song Qingyun: "How about it, does the soil here contain many trace elements that are beneficial to the human body, such as selenium. I plan to vigorously develop ecological planting and make green and pollution-free vegetables. Then, through packaging, the vegetables here are delivered to the shelves of large supermarkets in the provincial capital. For example, a cucumber, which is sold for two dollars outside, I will not charge you ten dollars? Is it the most expensive in the world, healthy, healthy or healthy?"

Speaking of this, when he thought of the beautiful prospects, he was a little excited.

"You are really a scholar, I want to hit you. Today, the soil test results came out, and the data were sent to my phone. Actually, the soil here is quite ordinary and no different from other places. What kind of green selenium-rich vegetables can't be done."

"Ah." Song Qingyun opened his mouth wide, feeling extremely disappointed.

"Haha, I knew you were this expression. Life is not a film and television literary work, and you, Song Qingyun, are not the protagonist. It is impossible that all benefits and adventures will fall on you." Liu Shuqing touched his nose: "However, the climate here is quite unique. I have checked the climate and hydrological data for the past fifty years. Although Hongshi Village is high in altitude, it is actually not cold in winter, and the lowest is only four degrees, but it is earlier than the plains. Moreover, you have another advantage here, which is sunny, strong ultraviolet rays, and a large temperature difference between day and night, which is suitable for the accumulation of sugar in fruits. If you grow fruits, the quality is absolutely good."

Song Qingyun was happy: "Isn't this the main character's treatment that should be given. Lao Liu, what should I grow?"

“Cherry, Australian cherry.”

"What's the thing?"

"It's cherries."

"I just understand if you talk about cherries. I'll really cover me up with a big Australian cherry."

"Science emphasizes rigor," said Liu Shuqing.

"Okay, Lao Liu, let's go eat the big goose and chat while eating."

When they arrived at Huang Ming's house, the big goose was already cooked, and Lao Huang's cooking skills were normal. It was so fresh that Song and Liu almost bit off their tongues.

Huang Ming's father was very happy that Song Qingyun could come and said, "Secretary Song, if you want to improve your food in the future, come here. There are no other things in the village households. You can eat chicken, duck, geese, and it's not worth much anyway."

Song Qingyun looked at Huang Ming and smiled slightly. He had sent two hundred yuan red envelopes before, and Huang Erwa took them honestly and unceremoniously. Judging from his father's attitude, he seemed to have no idea. He was determined to host the reception of Secretary Song and Scientist Liu.

He was afraid that he would neglect his honorable guests.

Huang Ming stared at Song Qingyun hard and killed the wine in the glass.

Song Qingyun and Liu Shuqing happily discussed the matter of planting cherries. Indeed, Hongshi Village has a bit of a plateau climate, which is suitable for planting this thing.

Not to mention the distance, just take Kangba Autonomous Prefecture, 400 kilometers away, for example, the planting industry in the Hengduan Mountains Valley has already increased to scale, not to mention the large output, but in terms of quality, there is no difference between the large cherries imported from Chile.

The local farmers are so rich that every household lives in small foreign buildings and drives cars.

After listening to their discussion, Huang Ming's father's eyes lit up and said: It's so good, it's so good. Anyway, there are many mountains here, and we can't make a lot of money to plant corn. Moreover, the mud is washed down by water when it rains. Forever, only stones are left on the mountain. Planting cherries is just for soil protection.
Chapter completed!