Chapter 222

"Perhaps it's talent!"

"When I planted crops, it was as if a voice told me what to do to increase yield and resist diseases and pests."

"I only have the method, but I can't provide a theoretical basis."

"I think that should be the experts' job; I farm, the method is right, and they study the method to derive a theoretical basis."

Wan Ping'an shook his head.

Could he say he had a system?

The system was his biggest secret and the foundation of his survival; unless he had absolute certainty, he would never tell anyone.

Old Zhou nodded.

He wasn't surprised.

He had encountered similar people before; they were top-notch in practical operation, but if you asked them for theory, they couldn't say anything.

It could only be said that God rewarded them with food!

No!

It was God chasing them to feed them; they had to eat it!

Soon.

Another motorcade arrived.

More than a dozen people got out, most of them wearing glasses, with a scholarly air; the experts had arrived!

The experts of the early years were real experts, not the "brick-perts" that were everywhere decades later!

"Dean Wang, you came just in time!"

Old Zhou introduced both sides.

Dean Wang of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, upon hearing about the golden rice with a yield of eighteen hundred catties per mu, rushed back day and night even though he was on a business trip in another place.

"Little Wan, if it can really yield eighteen hundred catties per mu, you will benefit China!"

Dean Wang nodded.

Subsequently.

He took his assistants and students and began to calculate the yield per mu.

They were cautious, just like holding a newborn baby, fearing that a small mistake would bring harm to the fragile baby.

"Little Liu, take them to count the number of rice plants and calculate the average number of plants in each plot."

Dean Wang was very responsible.

He took people to count them one by one; what he wanted was precision, and there could be no mistakes, because the food problem was too important!

Two hours later.