Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 46 She Wants To Spit Blood
"Paper, pen, it's too dark, draw the curtains."

Lin Yuzhu shook her numb arm, and pushed away the dipped pen he handed over with disgust.

The two dip pens on the table are also old employees of the production team.

There is no long water reservoir of ordinary pens, only a small water reservoir on the tip of the pen, and only two lines can be written with one dip in ink.

Don't dip too much ink at a time, or it will easily drop on the paper and drop an ink pimple.

Lin Yuzhu took the open handout and took a look at the words on it.

Song Yi's handwriting is just like his own, with strong strokes and fortitude in the horizontal and vertical folds.

She picked up a stub of a pencil from the aluminum lunch box, turned over what Song Yi had written, and began to draw a simple diagram on the blank paper.

Song Yi moved a stool and sat next to her, concentrating on watching the pencil quickly outline the lines of the mountains and terraced fields.

"The fields in Changkengwei and Baishi'ao are probably like this. Look at the positions of these fields."

Lin Yuzhu circled the fields closest to the mountain with a pencil, "These fields seep water constantly and flow into the fields lower than them. This area is all cold water fields."

Song Yi hummed, did not answer, looked at the picture and waited for her to continue.

Lin Yuzhu began to draw lines and mark.

"To treat these fields, you have to dig ditches first. This is the main ditch, this is the branch ditch, and this is the side ditch. Their function is to drain water, lower the water level, and replace the cold water to circulate it outside to warm it up before going back. "

She tried to use the most popular language to explain that supporting drainage can improve soil permeability, increase soil nutrients, promote the growth and development of rice, and obtain the effect of increasing rice yield.

"Early rice should be cultivated with shallow water before, roasted in the middle, and then moistened. Late rice should be irrigated with water in the front, baked in the middle, and shallow after the end, which can improve the seed setting rate and lodging resistance."

Song Yi was fascinated by what he heard, his brows gradually relaxed, and the corners of his mouth showed a slight smile.

Looking up at her solemn expression, that serious and confident expression poked his heart more than when she acted like a baby.

"Increasing the application of phosphorus and potassium fertilizers is the key to improving the productivity of cold water fields. Now that the seedlings have been transplanted, it is too late to apply calcium, magnesium and phosphorus-based fertilizers. If silicon-zinc fertilizers can be added as soon as possible, the situation of stiff seedlings can be greatly improved."

"However, 80% of the soil in our country is short of silicon and zinc fertilizers. Now these two elements are not taken seriously, and this fertilizer is simply not available."

Lin Yuzhu drew a circle on the name of the fertilizer, and found that the people next to her didn't respond.

Turning his head to look, he suddenly smiled angrily, "Am I pretty?"

"En." Song Yi responded in a low voice.

"Well, you big-headed ghost." Lin Yuzhu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and reached out to pat his forehead, "I am supplementing your knowledge, but you are deserting, and someone like you will be taught when you are studying, okay?"

Song Yi came back to his senses, and cleared his throat with embarrassment, "What did you say you want to add now?"

"This one!" Lin Yuzhu poked the words on the paper with the pencil in her hand, "The reason why our seedlings don't grow tall is because the seedlings in the cold water fields have been stiff for too long."

"Chemical fertilizer." Song Yi frowned, "We can't get the index of this kind of fertilizer."

I have never heard of such silicon and zinc fertilizers.

Lin Yuzhu leaned on the table calmly, propped her cheek and raised her eyebrows at him, "Of course I can't get it. There is no production in China now."

The current chemical fertilizer factories mainly produce nitrogen, phosphorus, and potassium fertilizers. Because the technology is immature and the cost is high, they are losing money selling fertilizers, and the factories rely on subsidies to support them.

There are very few chemical fertilizers that can be approved by the production team, and they mainly rely on farmyard manure.

However, farmyard manure cannot meet the silicon and zinc fertilizers needed by rice.

This is part of the reason why the yield per mu of rice did not show an upward trend until after the 80s.

Song Yi was silent for a while, "Let's dig the ditch first, and the production capacity per mu will be counted."

He suddenly thought of something, and looked into Lin Yuzhu's eyes seriously, "The fish farming in rice fields you mentioned can really increase the yield per mu?"

"Of course." Lin Yuzhu closed the handout folder, "You will know if you try it?"

Just as she was about to leave, she tapped on her forehead, then suddenly sat down and gave him a sweet smile, holding her index finger and thumb up in front of his eyes, "Captain, I have a small suggestion."

"You said."

"Look, our production team is suffering, and we don't have time to do more side jobs."

"What kind of speculation do you want?"

Song Yi angrily pushed away the hand in front of him, wanted to scold him a few words, but felt that she had taught him a lot just now, so he really had no face to scold her.

If she is always granted leave of absence, other members will have opinions.

"I haven't said it yet, do you know that this is prejudice!" Lin Yuzhu lay listlessly on the table, pinching the end of a pencil and poking at the handout folder unhappily, "Crossing the river and destroying the bridge, bah!"

Song Yi looked at Lin Yuzhu who only showed him the back of his head, and his petty temper softened his heart.

After raising his fingers a few times, he finally restrained the urge to touch her head.

"Okay, I apologize, I am biased against you. Tell me, what is your suggestion."

Song Yi's deep voice softened a lot, Lin Yuzhu turned her face and wrinkled her nose, "It's not too bad."

She sat upright and looked at him with a smile.

"Contract work. For example, our imminent trench digging task, you divide these tasks directly into areas, estimate how many days it will take to complete, and contract them out to the members...then..."

"What are you talking about? Are you instigating to divide the collective?!"

Song Yi came up in a fit of anger, this seriously wrong thinking must be criticized!

He raised his hand and was about to slap the table, but Lin Yuzhu pressed his hand tightly with quick eyes, "No! Don't go online casually, okay?"

she wants to vomit blood
The thinking of Song Iron and Steel, whose root is Zheng Miaohong, grew up under the quotations, is really terribly advanced.

"Calm down first, I'll give you an analysis and then you can take a picture of the table, okay?"

"I know you're a little different from us now, but you can't forget your origins!"

Lin Yuzhu felt that these days were probably the days when she was scolded the most in her life.

But in order to get more free time, I can only take the weakest posture and suffer the most fierce scolding
After all, it is still very difficult to challenge the inherent model.

She slowly let go of his hand, looked up at him, tears rolled down her hair, and her eyes were red.

Like a peach blossom after rain on a peach tree, as long as it is touched, a piece of rain will fall.

"Song Yi, I want to ask you, in your eyes, am I such a selfish and ungrateful person? If so, then I have nothing to say to you, I'm going back."

Tears rolled down her cheeks, she stood up and pushed away the stool, turned and walked lonely to the door.

Song Yi's fists were loosened and clenched again, his mouth was pursed into a cold line, he took a deep breath, stood up and strode after her.

Just as Lin Yuzhu touched the doorknob, a big rough hand covered the back of her hand to prevent her from opening the door.

She raised the corner of her mouth slightly.

He took several deep breaths and said in a rough voice: "I'm in a hurry, I don't mean what you said, don't cry!"

He regrets it so much now, he shouldn't have said that kind of exaggerated words, what did he do to make her cry!
When she cried, his heart was in a mess, and he really didn't know what to do.

Lin Yuzhu sniffed, and the tears flowed more fiercely, "Take your hands away, you are still so fierce when you say the wrong thing, why..."

Song Yi's heart trembled a little with his pitiful, soft voice. After thinking hard for a while, he took her hand to the side of the table, and picked up the enamel jar and put it in her hand.

"Don't cry, drink hot water!"

Lin Yuzhu hiccupped because of choking, and almost couldn't cry...

God damn drink hot water!
(End of this chapter)