dognovel Chapter 194 The God of Land has moved away, where will you sit?
Chapter 194 The God of Land has moved away, where will you sit?
The decision has been made.
Fang Yu rubbed his slightly swollen forehead.
I made myself a cup of tea that was so strong that it tasted bitter, and took a big gulp.
I turned on my desk lamp and started working.
After all, the helicopter issue can be put aside for now.
The food problem cannot be delayed...
Time flies.
Five or six hours passed.
The sky outside Fang Yu's office window was already turning pale.
At this moment, Fang Yu finally put down his pen and breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Phew, it's finally done!"
Looking at the finished manuscripts piled up on the table, Fang Yu crossed his arms and stretched vigorously.
Immediately, a crisp "cracking" sound was heard from the finger joints.
At this time, Fang Yuci took a look at the masterpiece that he had spent a whole night to complete and nodded with satisfaction.
Most of these manuscripts contain the molecular formulas and manufacturing processes of various fertilizers.
However, these things alone are still far from being able to produce actual fertilizers!
The real difficulty lies in the construction of the fertilizer plant.
From the perspective of the 21st century, fertilizer plants are indeed old-fashioned and lack a sense of technology.
But in the 1950s, there were only a handful of countries that could independently build fertilizer plants.
After all, building a fertilizer plant requires a lot of manpower and material resources.
Relying solely on the capabilities of our own military factories is probably far from enough.
The establishment of the fertilizer plant still requires the approval of the leaders.
However, although the fertilizer plant cannot be built by ourselves.
But the rest of the projects are within the reach of the manpower in the military factory.
After all, Longguo may be short of workers and technicians.
But there is never a shortage of farmers.
"Brother Wang, it's me, Fang Yu."
"Are you up yet? If so, come to my office."
"By the way, if it's convenient, please call Brother Zhao and Doctor Jiang over..."
"What for? You'll know when you come!"
After saying that, Fang Yu hung up the phone.
For a moment, Fang Yu's office became quiet again.
A wave of sleepiness came over me.
Taking advantage of the time when no one arrived yet, Fang Yu closed his eyes and took a short rest.
“Bang, bang, bang—Director, we’re coming in!”
It seemed like just a moment later, Fang Yu was awakened by a loud knock on the door.
Wang Changhai pushed open the door of his office anxiously.
Immediately afterwards, three people came in one after another.
"Director, do you have any arrangements with us?"
As soon as he entered the door, Wang Changhai couldn't wait to ask.
"Are you all here? Please sit down first."
Seeing that all three of them were present, Fang Yu pulled himself up from the chair.
At the same time, he patted his cheeks with both hands to wake himself up from his sleepiness.
However, this action did not escape Jiang He's gaze.
At this moment, seeing Fang Yu's bloodshot eyes, he couldn't help but frown.
"Director Fang, you didn't sleep all night last night, did you?"
"Even though your body is your own, I still want to remind you."
"Staying up late for a long time will cause endocrine disorders and high blood pressure!"
“It can even cause sudden death!”
"So, as the director of our Great Wall Military Factory and a leading figure in Dragon Country's industry, I hope you will stop ruining your body. Do you understand..."
"Alright, alright, my great Doctor Jiang, you're right. I promise I'll pay more attention next time!"
Hearing Jiang He's nagging, Fang Yu felt his headache got even worse.
He immediately waved his hand and interrupted Jiang He.
Then he said seriously.
"Everyone, actually, the main reason I called you here this time is to ask you something."
"Does anyone among you know how to farm?"
Hear the question.
Wang Changhai, Zhao Zecheng and others looked at Fang Yu as if he were a fool.
"Can you still farm?"
As veterans of the New Dragon Kingdom, which one of them did not come from a poor background?
Besides herding cattle for the landlord since childhood, you also helped your family with farm work at a very young age?
Asking them whether they can farm is as absurd as asking them whether they can drink water or eat...
Even Wang Changhai and Zhao Zecheng, not to mention Dragon Country warriors who came from peasant families, even Jiang He, a top student who had returned from studying abroad, was familiar with farm work and knew something about it.
"Director, just say what you want to say."
"What on earth do you mean by asking us?"
After a while, Wang Changhai asked Fang Yu helplessly.
"Brother Wang, you don't know something."
"Didn't I boast yesterday that if I gave you three months, I would completely rid Dragon Country of famine?"
"After a whole night of thinking, I finally got some clues!"
"The reason why our Dragon Country's farmers work hard all year but still don't produce enough food is that I have analyzed two reasons."
"First, the soil's fertility is being depleted too much, and we in Longguo don't have fertilizers, which is why grain production is so low."
"Secondly, the existing seeds themselves have too many defects, resulting in very low grain yields per mu."
"So, I plan to start from two aspects. One is to build our own fertilizer plant in Longguo and produce our own fertilizer."
"With fertilizers, the land will become fertile again, and food production will naturally increase!"
"Another aspect is to optimize and improve existing food."
"According to my calculations, the yield per mu of crops after the improvement will increase by 3-4 times..."
"It's just that I don't know how to plant, so I need your help..."
"Wait, Director, what did you say?"
Hearing Fang Yu's words, Wang Changhai suddenly shuddered all over and interrupted Fang Yu with a look of astonishment on his face.
"I don't know how to plant, so I need your help?"
"No, not this one, the previous one! What was the previous one?"
"According to my calculations, the yield per mu of improved crops has increased by 3-4 times?"
"Yes, yes, that's it! That's it!"
After hearing Fang Yu say this again and confirming that he had not heard it wrong.
Wang Changhai was shaking with excitement.
"Oh my goodness! Did I hear right?"
"Can you really increase food production by four times?!"
"Do you know that even in a good year with good weather, you can only harvest 150 kilograms of grain per mu of land?"
"Increase four times, that's six hundred pounds!"
"Fang Yu, if you can really do this, then our Dragon Nation will no longer have to worry about running out of food, right?"
"If you can really accomplish this, I can't guarantee anything else!"
"From now on, all the land gods of our Dragon Kingdom must be asked to leave the temple!"
"Then, I'll worship you!"