tkworld Chapter 433 New Seed Emerges, Crushing Imported Goods
Chapter 433 New Seed Emerges, Crushing Imported Goods
A month later.
The refreshing autumn breeze dispelled the last bit of summer heat in Nam Giang Province.
Outside the 100 mu of tightly guarded experimental fields in Jiangjia Village, the walls were packed with people.
Villagers from the surrounding area, merchants from all walks of life who rushed to the scene upon hearing the news, and even several county television reporters carrying video cameras.
Thousands of people surrounded the place, making it impossible to move.
Everyone held their breath, craned their necks, and stared intently at the very center of the experimental field.
There, Yuan Ping and his two old friends knelt before a patch of exceptionally lush crops, like the most devout believers.
Yuan Ping's hands, which had once been ridiculed as "madman" by countless people, were now trembling uncontrollably.
He was very careful, as if he were digging out a priceless treasure, gently parting a lush green leaf that was even wider than a palm-leaf fan.
Then, use your hands to dig away the moist black soil bit by bit.
When something buried deep in the soil finally revealed its golden skin, the entire audience of nearly a thousand people fell silent.
Followed by.
Gasps of astonishment rose and fell, spreading like waves through the crowd.
Yuan Ping used all his strength to pull the thing out of the soil intact.
At that moment, time seemed to stand still.
It was a potato.
A potato bigger than two adult fists put together!
Its surface is so smooth, as if coated with the shiniest wax, without a single pit or blemish.
Its roots, strong as the intricate root system of a century-old tree, firmly grip a large clod of soil.
Even more outrageous, less than half a meter away from it, those so-called "top-grade antiviral" potato seedlings imported from abroad as a control group had long been riddled with holes by various pests in the field, and their leaves had almost all fallen off.
The plant that Yuan Ping brought out was glossy green from root to leaf, and there wasn't even a tiny insect egg on it!
Wang Dagou could no longer hold back.
He rushed forward and took the huge potato from Yuan Ping's hand, as excited as if he were hugging his newborn son.
He rubbed the smooth skin of the potato with his rough hands, feeling its heavy weight, and kept muttering to himself.
"This... did this thing grow up eating fertilizer? It's practically a spirit!"
"This potato is almost as big as my son's head! Enough for my Wang family to eat for two meals!"
With a "plop".
Yuan Ping could no longer hold on; his legs buckled, and he collapsed to his knees on the soft mud.
His weathered face was already streaked with tears.
He pulled out a lab report from his pocket, which was slightly damp from his sweaty hands, and rushed to Jiang Chen like a madman, slapping it on Jiang Chen's chest.
Yuan Ping's voice was hoarse, tinged with tears, yet it conveyed unparalleled excitement and pride.
"It's...it's done! Boss Jiang! It's done!"
"The third generation of native hybrids! 'Jiangnong No. 1'!"
"We did it!"
"Insect resistance rate is 99.8%! Drought and waterlogging resistance is five times that of imported seeds! Yield... the estimated yield is more than three times that of those worthless foreign seeds!"
Yuan Ping grabbed Jiang Chen's arm and roared, his veins bulging.
"Most importantly!"
"We didn't use a single gene fragment from outside! This is something native to our own Chinese land, the most authentic and high-quality stuff!"
"boom--!"
As soon as Yuan Ping finished speaking, thousands of people at the scene erupted in a thunderous cheer that soared into the sky!
"good!"
"Awesome! Absolutely awesome!"
In the crowd, Jiang Chen's father, Jiang Jianguo, could no longer control his emotions.
The old farmer, who had spent his entire life working the land, suddenly collapsed to his knees on the edge of the field.
He grabbed a handful of black soil and smeared it haphazardly on his wrinkled face, crying like a child.
Jiang Lingzhi jumped for joy, grabbed Su Qing's arm, and laughed until tears streamed down her face.
Jiang Chen looked at the group of agronomists in front of him, who were covered in mud and looked like beggars, but whose eyes shone brighter than the stars.
Then he looked at the thousands of women on the periphery, who, though exhausted, had the most genuine smiles on their faces.
He stepped forward and bowed deeply and heavily to everyone.
"Thank you for your hard work, everyone!"
To verify just how powerful this thing really was, Jiang Chen didn't hesitate and had Wang Dagou drive the sturdy and durable Raptor pickup truck.
The truck was loaded with freshly dug cabbages, potatoes, and super soybeans that were as plump as soybeans.
Target: Qinghe County Agricultural Bureau, Agricultural Research Institute!
. . .
After half an hour.
In the office of the director of the county agricultural research institute.
A middle-aged man with extremely close-knit hair and thick glasses was carefully using tweezers to pick up a few of the latest seeds, touted as "epoch-making," that had just been airlifted from the Chu family's seed company, preparing to examine them under a microscope.
A loud "bang!"
The office door was kicked open.
Wang Dagou appeared at the doorway like an iron tower, carrying a huge sack on his back.
He threw the sack on the ground, and something the size of a basketball rolled out and rolled all the way to the director's feet.
The director was taken aback by the scene.
He looked down and saw his glasses slip off his nose with a "thud" and fall to the ground.
That...that was a potato?
Wang Dagou puffed out his chest and said arrogantly.
"Hurry up! Let us check this thing out!"
The director came to his senses, his face turned pale with anger, and he pointed at Wang Dagou, about to lash out.
But when his gaze fell again on the potato that was bigger than his head, all the curses stuck in his throat.
He kept shaking his hands as he adjusted his glasses and shouted at the laboratory outside.
"Xiao Zhang! Xiao Li! Quick! Come here!"
"Take a biopsy! Perform a comprehensive analysis! Use the highest standards!"
Ten minutes later.
Throughout the entire agricultural research institute's laboratory, all the testing instruments emitted piercing alarm sounds!
"Beep beep beep—!"
On the screen, data refreshed rapidly, then froze on astonishing numbers.
Starch content! Superior quality!
Protein and vitamin content! Completely exceeds the highest international standards!
Antiviral gene index! Off the charts!
All the data showed a complete and utter crushing defeat of that imported seed that the Chu family was so proud of!
The director stared at the dark red and purplish data curves on the computer screen, as if he had seen a ghost.
"This...this is impossible!"
He rushed out of the office, grabbed Wang Dagou by the collar, his hands trembling with excitement, and shouted incoherently.
"This data is fake! Absolutely fake!"
"Tell me! Which Martian laboratory did you steal this technology from?!"
Wang Dagou got a little impatient with his shaking and pushed him away.
He wiped his nose, puffed out his chest, and roared in his loud voice, making the glass windows of the entire laboratory buzz.
"Bullshit!"
"What kind of Martian technology is this?!"
"This is our Jiangjia Village. Over a thousand old women, day and night, each with a small brush, painstakingly brushed it out of the mud!"