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    "One thousand kilograms per mu!"

    When Professor Jin heard this, the next moment, he jumped up from the sofa like a spring. With almost trembling hands, he gently stroked the rice seeds in the bag.

    Mrs. Jin couldn¡¯t figure out what was going on with her husband. She had never seen him so excited before, no matter how precious the tea was. Why did this bag of rice seeds make him lose his temper like this?

    Yan Xuemeng is not a teacher¡¯s wife. She also studied agriculture. How could she not understand the significance of the small bag of rice seeds in front of her.  If it is true, as Ning Qinghua said, that the yield per mu can reach 1,000 kilograms, then this small bag of rice seeds is simply a priceless treasure.

    If it were another student today, or even Yan Xuemeng, who is as close as a family member, suddenly came to the door and said that the rice he planted had reached a yield of 1,000 kilograms per mu, Professor Jin would not be so out of control, and he would feel a little confused.  Have some doubts.

    Ning Qinghua is different. This young man is calm and down-to-earth, with a calmness that others of his age don't have. Although he usually doesn't talk much, he is disciplined, conscientious and meticulous in everything he does. He will never talk nonsense or make false claims.  .

    Since he said that the yield per mu can reach 1,000 kilograms, then this bag of rice seeds can have such a yield.

    But even though he had no doubts in his heart, Professor Jin still had to ask questions about such a big matter.

    "Have you tried planting it yet?"

    Ning Qinghua didn¡¯t speak, but nodded with a determined expression.

    This matter is really too big. Even with Ning Qinghua's current calm and indifferent mood, she can't help but feel a little nervous right now.

    Seeing Ning Qinghua confirm again, Professor Jin began to pace back and forth on the floor of the living room, as if he was about to crush the floor. Every step seemed extremely heavy. Ning Qinghua and Yan Xuemeng, who were sitting on the sofa, also had eyes.  He stared at Professor Jin without blinking, his expression very nervous.

    "Xuemeng, what's going on?"

    Seeing that the faces of the three people in the living room were gloomy, Mrs. Jin couldn't help but pull Yan Xuemeng and ask.

    Yan Xuemeng wanted to explain, but she opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word. She was obviously shocked by this incident, and her heart was in confusion, and she didn't know where to start.

    "This is a big deal, what are your plans?"

    After hesitating for a long time, Professor Jin stopped and remembered to ask Ning Qinghua, the instigator.

    After all, it was he who bred this high-yielding rice seed.  Although in terms of national interests, these rice seeds must not be allowed to flow out of the country, how to deal with it involves Ning Qinghua's personal interests.  You know, if the rice seeds in this pocket are known to those multinational agricultural giants, each grain can be sold at an astronomical price.

    "Rice is the largest agricultural food crop in our country. I don't want to make money on it. I just want to promote it in the country as quickly as possible!"

    Hearing what Ning Qinghua said, Professor Jin immediately felt relieved and nodded towards Ning Qinghua with great satisfaction, his eyes full of approval.

    "If this is the case, then you may need to make another trip to find someone!"

    "who?"

    "Yuan Pingan."

    Hearing this name, Ning Qinghua was immediately in awe. This is a representative figure in the Chinese agricultural community, an authority in the world's rice cultivation field, and has countless bright auras.  It can be said that Yuan Heping deserves the most credit for the fact that China can basically achieve self-sufficiency in food.  For world agriculture, it is also a long-term success.

    For such an old man who devoted himself to rice cultivation research and achieved world-renowned achievements regardless of fame and fortune, regardless of personal interests, not only ordinary people admire him, but even party and state leaders respect him very much.

    Of course, Ning Qinghua had also thought of this highly respected agriculturist, and the National Rice Cultivation Research Center where he was located was in Xiangzhou, the capital of Hunan Province.  But Ning, an ordinary university graduate from Tsinghua University and a stranger to the other party, would never be able to bring his bag of rice seeds to him.

    "Yes, Yuan Pingan! I have a good relationship with one of Mr. Yuan's students. He also works at your Xiangzhou Rice Research Center. I will write a letter here and you can take it to him. I believe he can let you see him.  Mr. Yuan, as for whether you can succeed, it depends on you!"

    Ning Qinghua was also very happy to see that things had taken shape. Seeing that it was already late, he was ready to say goodbye and leave.

    "Gather this bag of seeds, be careful! I'm going to be busy with the Tea Art Expo these two days, so you can pick up that letter in two days."

    Professor Jin very carefully handed the small bag of rice seeds to Ning Qinghua, and even searched carefully on the coffee table to make sure nothing was missing before he felt at ease.

    " Same as when we came, Ning Qinghua andXuemeng left the small red brick building together.

    It was almost nine o'clock in the evening. On the boulevard here, the streetlights were shining all over the place. There was about an inch of snow on both sides of the road, which looked pale under the lights.

    "Senior brother, you are amazing. I haven't seen you for more than a year, and yet you gave the teacher such a big surprise!"

    Ning Qinghua knew what he was doing. The reason why the rice harvest was like this was entirely because of the "blessed land of cave heaven" in Shilongchong. It could not be regarded as his own contribution.

    "I just stumbled upon it by mistake. Although it is calculated that such a yield can be achieved, the data on soil quality and the characteristics of rice seeds to resist drought, flood, diseases and insect pests are completely blank. A lot of experiments are still needed!"

    Although Ning Qinghua said this, in the view of Yan Xuemeng, who also graduated from Agricultural University, this explanation is considered normal, but in fact, Ning Qinghua has full confidence in the characteristics of these rice seeds.

    Before coming, Ning Qinghua had compared the most widely planted high-yielding rice varieties on the market with his own rice varieties. This comparison was not through scientific experiments, but directly used his spiritual sense to explore the differences between the two rice varieties.  Inner origin.  Regardless of anything else, there is a huge gap between the two rice species just in terms of the strength of the source of life.  Whether it is humans, animals or plants, for ascetics, the strength of the origin of life is fundamental.  All external forms, even the length of life, are determined by the inner source of life.

    "Senior brother, are you really going to hand over the rice seeds like this? Do you want to be the second Mr. Yuan?"

    For Yan Xuemeng, who grew up in a business family, the first thing she always considers when doing anything is interests. But seeing Ning Qinghua today, for the first time, she has wavered in the principles she has always adhered to.

    "I'm not that great. I just want to better confirm the habits and yield of this rice variety. I'm afraid I can't do it by myself. Anyway, if it's really handed over to the country, how can it be lost to me?"

    Ning Qinghua said it very easily, and his face was calm and calm, as if he had never thought about the huge benefits contained in it.

    This man is really special!

    Driving Ning Qinghua back to the hotel where he was staying, in the car he looked at the other person's back who disappeared at the door of the hotel. A faint smile bloomed quietly at the corner of Yan Xuemeng's mouth, like a winter plum in the cold winter.

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