Chapter 1814

The rain on the fourth day finally stopped slightly in the early morning.

Professor Song slowly came to the factory building from the small building of the dormitory early in the morning, strolling and strolling, his footsteps turned, and he entered the vegetable field again, touching a water-drenched cucumber.

Sigh! Raining!

Not to mention stepping on yellow mud, the vegetables are affected. Without sunlight and with too much rain, the branches and leaves are easy to grow excessively, wasting nutrients in vain.

He picked two short, round, and fat jade girl cucumbers in the repeated pity, and strolled to the factory courtyard to rinse them with water.

Jade girl cucumbers have no thorns, just twist them with rough palms, and when he was shaking off the water, he saw a young man standing beside him, staring at himself, his eyes resentful.

Professor Song:...

"You... know me?"

The other party didn't answer, only asked gloomily: "What did you eat last night?"

Professor Song was stunned, and then recalled the dishes last night, and couldn't help but savor them carefully: "Braised beef ribs."

"There were a few hawthorns in the beef ribs, the whole pot of meat was soft, rotten, fragrant, and rich, take a bite of that soup... it's really fragrant with rice!"

It's just that he ate too much, and finally the hawthorns were fished out and chewed.

"And celery fried with dried tofu, the dried tofu was a bit lacking in flavor, but the celery was crisp and tender, and the taste was enough, aiya, fresh, fragrant, refreshing!"

And a cold corn shoot, cold, the taste was tender, eat a few chopsticks before the meal, that taste, absolute!

And the last batch of pumpkin tips.

This thing started to get old in August, but eating it from May to July, no matter how you eat it, you won't get tired of it, it's really delicious!

Finally, there was fried eggs with ground skin vegetables—the amount was not large, one is that it is troublesome to wash, and the rain has not stopped much, the old Song family picked so little in their spare time, everyone took two chopsticks and it was gone.

In short, Professor Song was also willing to share this taste with others, and at this moment, after finishing speaking, his saliva was dripping, and he hurriedly bit the cucumber again.

It's not that people are old, they have to take good care of themselves! If you don't take good care of yourself, your teeth will fall out at this time, and gnawing cucumbers won't be so refreshing.

But seeing the look on the opposite person's face dim, the resentment in his eyes was about to surge out.

Only then did he react:

"You... who?"

Is it really someone who knows him and wants to come to say hello?!

The other party took back his eyes, his expression a bit numb: "I ate dinner yesterday, but I was unwilling, so I went for a stroll down the mountain with an umbrella and stood at the gate for a long time."

Unfortunately, it was raining heavily at that time, and he didn't smell anything.

After saying these things, he reacted: "Oh. I am Chen Chen Xiangyi, here to investigate and do rural landscape planning in the village."

The other party's envy and gluttony were obvious.

Professor Song, even if he is old and virtuous, couldn't help but give birth to a little bit of pride and vanity at this moment.

At this age, he doesn't seek fame or profit, but he has the ability to eat such good things every day because of his lifelong struggle. He can enter and exit the vegetable field at will, and he can pick whatever he wants to eat.

If you don't savor it, you don't feel it, but now that you savor it carefully, you unexpectedly gave birth to a lot of superiority compared with others.

Aiya aiya, he is old, and his morality hasn't been cultivated yet!

But he became more and more happy because of this:

"Rural landscape design? Is it the kind of unified planning for new rural areas in various places?"

Some cherry blossoms here, a cluster of sage planted there, wild flowers in large fields, and someone re-planning when the season comes, and building a long corridor frame in the village, covered with wisteria...

It sounds beautiful at first, but Professor Song has been to countless villages and found that they wish they could unify the templates. After watching for a long time, there is a sense of restraint that is regular and orderly.

And Yunqiao Village...

He remembered the vegetable fields, old courtyards, and places turned over ridge by ridge in every household along the way, but he couldn't say what was good about maintaining the original flavor.

But if it is planned according to that template, it always feels like it lacks some flavor...

Chen Chen Xiangyi also surged with some pride:

Most rural planning pays attention to being able to have no merit, but it is best to have no mistakes. Therefore, a mature template can save a lot of trouble for them.

But the reason why he is famous is not because of the template, but because of the ability to 【adapt to local conditions】.

If it was said before that he felt he was used as a favor by his boss and exiled to the countryside, now that he has stayed for two days, he can't wait to show his skills, so that the old Song family in this village can be convinced by him and full of admiration!

So as to invite himself to have a beautiful meal at home again...

emmm... taking a step back, it doesn't have to be so solemn. Even if they just ask politely:

Go home and have a meal?

Then he definitely won't be polite.

But the problem is—

He has been here for two days, and the rain hasn't stopped. It was just the time when the rain stopped, and he was stepping on the asphalt road and yellow mud alternately to observe, so he could have some gains.

It can't be said that the food is not good. He tasted the craftsmanship of this canteen, which is even better than the group's internal one! Especially in the countryside, the vegetables, fruits, and meat are even fresher.

However, however!

That ancient saying: except for Wushan, there are no clouds!

Now that he has just finished brushing the muddy shoes, watching the black and thin old man in front of him about to enter the factory, his footsteps turned, and he went directly into the vegetable field.

Swaggering, not afraid of being stopped at all, and even picked vegetables...

On his first day here, Secretary Zhu said sideways that people's economic crops should not be moved at will...

Comparing like this, it is really sad.

To blame, only blame for not working hard enough in the past few decades, and not being able to make people respect him!

Professor Song became interested: "How to 【adapt to local conditions】?"

Speaking of the professional field, Chen Chen Xiangyi talked eloquently:

"Our company mainly does agriculture, so 【adapting to local conditions】 is mainly based on crops. Just now Secretary Zhu also said, villagers have few economic sources, so when planning, use less pure flowers and ornamental plants, but consider more economic crops."

"According to my previous design philosophy—"

He said when he was in high spirits, invited Professor Song to sit on the corridor at the entrance of the canteen, and then took out the tablet he carried with him:

"Look here, this is a turning point at the entrance of the village. The red area represents the ownership of this land and the person responsible for planting is an elderly person over 60 years old."

"Therefore, this piece of land gives priority to low maintenance and easy-to-manage crops—according to landscape design, bamboo should be planted here, and the appearance of this old bungalow next to it should be applied to the municipal government for ancient building appearance subsidies..."

When building a beautiful countryside, the government uses subsidies for the upturned flying eaves of houses on the roadside, white walls and gray tiles, and the flying eaves and shapes are exposed in the green bamboo forest.

It neither blocks the driving line of sight too much, nor has a kind of winding path and ancient charm.

But, speaking of the low economy of local bamboo and the damage to the fields and the subsequent spread and exclusive ecology, bamboo is naturally not considered for field planting.

Chen Chen Xiangyi asked: "You say, how about planting corn or sorghum? Or pasture?"

He saw that there were elderly people in the village raising sheep, maybe in the future every household will raise some, and they will have this demand, right?

?? Late at night, I made myself greedy, let me see what's on takeout...