Chapter 268

"Haha, Jia Dongxu's personality is relatively weak; what you're worried about is exactly what I've taken a fancy to."

"His personality is weak, so he's easier to control."

"In the future, we'll find him a wife, and this wife must listen to us; then he'll have no choice but to obediently provide for our old age."

Yi Zhonghai's eyes were shining.

Finding a suitable person to provide for one's old age wasn't easy.

He hadn't thought about letting Jia Dongxu provide for his old age before; it was only because Old Jia had an accident that he thought of this idea, and the more he thought about it, the better an idea it was!

"But what about Jia Zhangshi?"

"Don't you know Jia Zhangshi yet?"

"She won't let Jia Dongxu provide for our old age; even if she agrees, what if she goes back on her word when we're old and you've retired?"

"After all, Jia Dongxu is her son, and he'll definitely listen to her more."

The First Aunt was still very worried.

"You don't need to worry about that even more; isn't it just a Jia Zhangshi?"

"When it comes to playing mind games, can she outplay me?"

"If she's obedient, I'll let her spend her old age in peace; otherwise, before I retire, I'll definitely arrange her properly!"

A cold light flashed in Yi Zhonghai's eyes.

Anyone who dared to hinder his plan for old age was his greatest enemy, even more hateful than Wan Ping'an, and must die!

The next morning.

Yi Zhonghai took a day off and went to the hospital with Jia Dongxu to pick up Jia Zhangshi from the security department.

"Leader, I apologize to you on behalf of Jia Zhangshi."

"She really didn't mean it; she just couldn't accept the fact that her husband had passed away for a moment, and I guarantee she won't cause you any more trouble."

Yi Zhonghai apologized with a smiling face.

Apologizing to the people in the hospital's security department.

The people in the security department didn't make things difficult for him, after all, what he said was the truth; Jia Zhangshi's husband had just passed away, and perhaps she really was stimulated.

After being locked in a small dark room for a day, she should have learned her lesson.

"Jia Zhangshi, if you don't want to be locked up again, don't say anything!"

"The people in the security department have guns; if you provoke them, they can shoot you dead, and you won't have a chance to enjoy life anymore!"

Jia Zhangshi had just been released and was clawing and scratching, wanting to act out.

Yi Zhonghai rushed up, grabbed Jia Zhangshi's hand, and warned her in a low voice in her ear.

The security departments in the early days of the new society were different from the security guards later on.

The security department had some functions of the police station and was also equipped with weapons, not limited to pistols and rifles; large factories even had hand grenades and small cannons.

Jia Zhangshi was intimidated.

She obediently followed Yi Zhonghai to handle Old Jia's funeral arrangements.

At the same time.

Wan Ping'an was in the six-acre field.

"Dean Wang, starting from now, if we promote the rice, when can it be planted on a large scale nationwide?"

"Next year?"

"Or the year after?"

Wan Ping'an was very expectant.

In a few years, there would be a great disaster.

The three-year Great Famine.

He hoped to plant the Golden Rice on a large scale; the high-yield rice might save this disaster.

"How could it be that fast?"

"Full promotion, even if everything goes smoothly, is a matter of seven or eight years later, and it might even take more than ten years."

Dean Wang sighed.

His tone was quite helpless.

Wan Ping'an was shocked; why was it so slow?

He had thought that starting from now with breeding and promotion, it wouldn't take two or three years to plant the Golden Rice on a large scale nationwide.

"Speaking too professionally, you might not understand, so let me tell you something easy to understand."

"First, let's talk about the degradation problem. Your Golden Rice, the first generation is high-yield, but what about the second generation? The third generation? The fourth generation?"

"Will it degrade?"

"Will some other problems appear?"

Dean Wang asked.

Before large-scale promotion, it must first be ensured that it won't degrade, or that the degradation is within a controllable range, so that corresponding measures can be taken.

"Of course not..."

Wan Ping'an wanted to tell Dean Wang that it wouldn't.

His Golden Rice was carefully selected by the planting system, and its characteristics were very stable; the offspring wouldn't degrade.

But he didn't say it.

What evidence did he have?

The planting system absolutely couldn't be exposed.

Without exposing the planting system, how could he prove that the Golden Rice wouldn't degrade?

He couldn't prove it.

Dean Wang and Zhou Lao definitely couldn't take the risk; it involved too many people's rice bowls, and if something went wrong, many people would starve to death.

Who could bear this responsibility?

They could only breed a few more generations and verify and research it generation by generation.

"Besides the degradation problem, there is also the problem of damage to the land. Will this kind of Golden Rice cause permanent damage to the land?"

"Will it exclude other crops?"

"Will it produce specific pests and diseases?"

"..."

Dean Wang raised a series of questions.

Wan Ping'an really wanted to tell them that none of that would happen!

But he couldn't produce evidence!

"Ping'an, I know you have good intentions and want to promote it as soon as possible so that the common people can have enough to eat."

"But we cannot promote it blindly, so as not to cause irreparable losses."

Dean Wang sighed. ===== CHAPTER 270 =====