Chapter 223

Dean Wang was in tears with the final calculation data.

"Dean Wang, are you alright?"

Wan Ping'an was stunned.

Why was he crying?

"I'm fine, I'm just excited."

"According to our calculations, the yield per mu of this plot is eighteen hundred and eighty-three catties."

"We checked it three times, and I guarantee in the name of my personality that the margin of error will absolutely not exceed ten catties."

"These are tears of joy; if it can be promoted on a large scale, it might not completely solve the food problem, but at least people won't starve to death."

Dean Wang wiped away his tears.

"Really?"

Old Zhou was also moved to tears.

He had dedicated his life to China, and one of his biggest wishes was that the common people would no longer go hungry.

Golden rice was very likely to help him realize his wish.

"Old Zhou, I am willing to bet my head on it!"

Dean Wang's expression was exceptionally serious.

"Good, good, good!"

"Little Wan, you are truly amazing!"

Old Zhou turned around, grabbed Wan Ping'an's hand, and his hands trembled with excitement.

"Little Wan, I solemnly request you to promote golden rice on a large scale and plant it widely to solve the food problem of the common people."

Old Zhou's expression was very serious.

"Good!"

Wan Ping'an nodded.

He agreed very readily.

Whether before or after transmigrating, he was Chinese.

As a Chinese person, he was very willing to make a contribution to let the common people no longer go hungry, which meant he hadn't come to the world in vain.

"Little Wan, according to my observation, your six acres of land are actually not suitable for rice."

"But golden rice can grow well, which means it has low environmental requirements, and there are no diseases or pests, which means it's disease and pest-resistant."

Dean Wang was worthy of being an expert; he saw the characteristics of golden rice at a glance.

Low environmental requirements mean lower difficulty in promotion.

And it can be promoted faster.

"Dean Wang is right; this golden rice has extremely low environmental requirements."

"When I planted the rice, there was a half-month period without a drop of rain; the land lacked moisture, the surface cracked, but the rice didn't die."

Wan Ping'an nodded.

The golden rice provided by the system had a vitality stronger than weeds.

Cai Quanwu indicated that he had been guarding the land every day, following Wan Ping'an's requirements, keeping records every day, and took out the notebook.

"That's great."

"With such detailed records, we can better grasp the characteristics of golden rice."

Dean Wang was very happy.

"Comrade Wan Ping'an, I thank you on behalf of the people!"

"The people will thank you for your contribution, and the government will also thank you!"

Promotion confirmed.

Old Zhou's expression was serious, and he once again gripped Wan Ping'an's hand tightly.

Han Dahe and Cai Quanwu were very excited; they were witnesses who had witnessed the birth of a miracle and could brag about it to their descendants for a lifetime.

When they got old.

They could proudly pat their chests and say they were once Wan Ping'an's followers!

Solving the problem of common people going hungry!

"It's getting late, Old Zhou, Dean Wang, you must be hungry, right?"

"Let's have a simple meal, what do you think?"

Wan Ping'an proposed.

"Old Zhou!"

The security personnel on the side reminded him.

Old Zhou shouldered too much and had to be responsible for too many people; he couldn't just eat anything.

If something happened to him, it would affect too many people.

"Don't worry!"

"Trust Little Wan!"

Old Zhou shook his head with a smile.

Wan Ping'an asked Han Dahe and Cai Quanwu to prepare food, using the specialties he grew.

Of course.

There was full supervision by Old Zhou's security personnel.

"Old Zhou, Dean Wang, I'll take you to visit the other crops I planted; are you interested?"

Wan Ping'an asked with a smile.

"Of course I'm interested!"

Old Zhou nodded.

Wan Ping'an took Old Zhou and the others to a few tomato plants.

"This is the first crop I planted!"

Wan Ping'an pointed to the tomatoes.

After planting one batch of tomatoes, he didn't plant them on a large scale again, just a small amount to provide fresh food for his own people.

He asked Qin Huairu to pick some and give one to each person.

Dean Wang broke one open on the spot and tasted a piece!

Old Zhou couldn't just eat anything.

"Good, good, good!"

"I've never eaten such delicious tomatoes; they are absolutely top-notch!"

Dean Wang gave a thumbs up.

Continuing forward, they came to the place where pumpkins were planted; each golden pumpkin looked like a golden model.

"This can't be eaten raw."

"I asked Old Han to steam a few; in a while, we can taste the cooked ones."

"The taste is no worse than the tomatoes!"

"Pumpkins are different from tomatoes; pumpkins can partially replace staple food, just not as important as rice."

Wan Ping'an introduced.

For most people, pumpkin is a vegetable, not a staple food, but pumpkin can indeed be a staple food, just not mainstream recognized staple food.

Dean Wang nodded.

He was naturally the one who knew best.

Next, they visited watermelons and several other crops that had just been planted and hadn't matured yet, but their growth performance was all excellent.

"Little Wan, why don't you come to our Ministry of Agriculture?"

"As long as you come, I'm willing to give you the position of Dean!"

Dean Wang was very moved.

In front of Old Zhou, he extended an invitation to Wan Ping'an.

"Dean Wang, don't make things difficult for me."

"I just told Old Zhou, let me farm, let me plant rice, I have confidence; no matter who it is, it's impossible for them to plant better than me."

"But if you want me to do theory, it's a bit too difficult for me."