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Chapter 555: Waiting for a Year of Rice

In the eyes of those who know that Mu Shanhe is the chairman of Xiangcheng Shanshen Group, they may not understand why Mu Shanhe cares so much about a farm. But in Mu Shanhe's view, the farm means something different to him.

Perhaps the current value of Shanshen Group is more valuable than the Matiling Farm he founded. The thing is, creating syndicates is just going with the flow. He has put a lot of thought into the current farm and is operating it with real heart.

If one day in the future, Mu Shanhe wants to give up some industries, then he will not hesitate to give up the business group he founded and keep the farm where he currently lives. In his eyes, the value of the farm is indeed higher than that of the group.

No matter what others think or think, Mu Shanhe feels very relaxed every time he returns to the farm. As he said before, he is afraid that he will never be able to let go of his connection with this landscape.

As the rice grown on the farm is about to enter the harvest period, the nearby people who are invited to help harvest the rice every year are also waiting to enjoy this rare labor feast. Because they know that the rice grown on the farm has an extraordinary taste.

Even though they are used to eating mainly pasta, the nearby villagers who help harvest rice now wait for the harvest season every year. Because while helping with the harvest, they had the opportunity to taste the rice grown on the farm.

At any other time, they want to eat but don’t know where to buy it. Because the rice grown on the farm cannot be found on the market except for being sold abroad and given to some special people. If you want to eat it, you don’t know where to buy it.

The reason why the residents of the small town envy the farm employees and their families is because they have the opportunity to eat in the canteen. The rice provided in the canteen is grown on the farm itself. You can only eat in the cafeteria, no takeaways allowed!

Mu Shanhe, who went to the farmland to check the situation in person, saw that the rice grains that had been improved for several generations were obviously more numerous than those grown before. When he was slightly satisfied, he also asked: "Old Zhao, remember to weigh yourself when the time comes."

"Well! Judging from the number of grains produced by each rice plant, the yield of rice grown on our farm this year should be higher than last year. It is a pity that the planting conditions in the outer experimental fields do not seem to be very good. "

The so-called peripheral experimental fields refer to the fact that Mushanhe uses farm rice seeds to cultivate rice seedlings, and finally transplants them to the fields of nearby villagers. The purpose of doing this is naturally to see if it can be planted in a large area.

The result is obvious. Without the most important sacred soil fertilizer, the rice planted in the fields of peripheral villagers has become very ordinary regardless of its growth trend, quality and yield. This means that large-scale promotion is simply impossible.

In other words, if Mu Shanhe wants to plant on a large scale, he can only increase the supply of sacred soil fertilizers. The increase in the amount of sacred soil that can be supplied will naturally affect the improvement of the mountain god space. After comprehensive consideration, he felt that this was inappropriate.

And such an experiment also made the scientific research experts sent from above completely give up. I know that it is simply impossible to grow high-quality rice with the same quality as the farm. Because the rice cultivated on the farm will become acclimatized when left on the farm.

When the harvest day came, Zhao Zhicheng, the general manager of the farm, also asked people to notify the villagers who were invited temporarily every year. Seeing the villagers arriving one after another, everyone on the farm seemed very happy.

Because of this big scene, the farm can only see it once a year. Even Su Yikai and Hong Zhengdong, who were recuperating on the farm, stood on the field with great interest and watched such a bumper harvest with their own eyes.

"Perhaps it is because the farm has always adhered to manual planting and harvesting, as well as the green fertilization model mentioned by Shanhe, that it can grow such high-quality rice. If it were other farms, I am afraid they would all use harvesters."

"Yeah! But I think this harvest scene is really spectacular." "Yes! Hundreds of people wielding sickles to harvest rice at the same time. I haven't seen this scene in many years."

For both of them, they both lived in the mainland in their early years and did not move to Xiangcheng until later. But even when they were young, they still rarely saw such collective labor. Nowadays, it is difficult to see such scenes in China.

After carefully selecting the first acre of rice to be harvested, Zhao Zhicheng said happily: "Master Mu, the yield per mu this year is expected to reach 600 kilograms. Compared with last year, the yield per mu has increased by hundreds of kilograms!"

"Not bad! It seems that our seed selection method of selecting the best of the best is still somewhat effective. But compared with the yield per mu of hybrid rice, we still have a lot of room for improvement. However, don't worry, just ensure steady improvement in quality and quantity."

"Well! The yield of hybrid rice is indeed higher than ours, but the quality is definitely not as good as what we grow."

Zhao Zhicheng, who said this, did not feel that he was bragging at all. The farm employees are convinced of this. It's a pity that the people around him are now starting to plant hybrid rice.

Only Matiling Farm has always adhered to the method of internal seed selection and internal cultivation of seedlings. Although some people had suggested before that they could plant hybrid rice instead, they were all rejected by Mu Shanhe.

In his view, the older the seeds, the more they represent history and nutritional value. The fact that the ancients have passed it down to this day shows that these seeds themselves have gone through layers of screening. With the mountain god space, he can also do corresponding self-cultivation.

Even if the high-quality seeds are cultivated, they still cannot adapt to the fields outside, but at least they can ensure that the rice grown on the farm is of the same quality as before. It is somewhat unwise to give up one's own advantages in order to increase production.

When the harvest was over in the morning, the temporary workers who were recruited also washed their hands and walked into the canteen to queue up for meals. Seeing that every villager was filling their rice bowls with rice, Mu Shanhe and the farm employees did not stop them.

In Mu Shanhe's words, as long as they can eat it and not waste it, then why bother to stop it?

As for wasting food, these temporary workers knew how precious food was, so they would naturally not do such a thing. In other words, even if they cannot eat it until the end, they will force it into their mouths.

Because those who had wasted food before were not notified by the farm afterwards. Although they don’t say it directly, the villagers who come to help harvest rice every year know that if they waste food, they will lose their temporary jobs.

You know, helping the farm harvest rice, not only the daily wages are high, but also the three meals a day are very good. If they lose this opportunity, they will probably stomp their feet with regret. Besides, there are many people out there waiting for them to make mistakes.

Hong Zhengdong and Mu Shanhe, who were also dining in the cafeteria, found the scene very interesting when they saw the villagers immersed in cooking while saying that the rice was fragrant with coriander. I didn’t feel at all that the villagers looked a bit ugly when they ate.

"Shanhe, I finally understand why people in the town think that being able to join a farm and become a regular worker is the most enviable thing. Food alone can't be found anywhere else except the farm!"

Mu Shanhe didn't think there was anything wrong with Hong Zhengdong's evaluation. It is a pity that the farm still recruits very few local people. Those who can become regular workers are all his cronies or confidants!

(End of this chapter)