Reborn seventy, sister-in-law has space

Chapter 200
Chapter 200
"Gunpowder? Where do you still have that now? Even the gunpowder is guarded. Why do you want this?"

"Blowing up big rocks, do you know who has guns?"

"It's really hard to say now, some of them have been confiscated."

Captain Ling Hanfang was smoking a dry cigarette, his brows were furrowed tightly, this girl would really make things difficult for others.

These days, there are also people who rob with guns, but they can't blow up big rocks.

Meng Qidi sighed, is she going to find Ling Xiao to find a solution?Let him bombard the big rock with a firecracker for public benefit?
It is estimated that after being discovered, Ling Xiao's military position will be taken away...

So, this can only be thought about.

There was no way out at the captain's house, so Meng Qidi had no choice but to go back, passing by Ling Laosi's house, she turned the corner and walked in.

After the house became hers, she didn't have time to come and have a look.

Pushing open the courtyard door, the courtyard is full of miscellaneous things from Ling Laosi's past, leaving an aisle empty.

Old man Zhao was fetching water by the well with a bucket, and glanced at the apprentice who came in, "What are you doing here now? It's getting dark."

Help is not sincere...

"I want to ask the captain if there is any firecrackers, no, come and have a look when we get back."

"Firecrackers? Why are you playing with children's toys? Frying fish? There are torpedoes in frying fish." Old man Zhao entered the house with a bucket.

"What is a torpedo?" Meng Qidi followed closely.

"It's what fishermen on the seaside use to fry fish in winter, not the kind used by the military." Old man Zhao explained patiently.

"Then we don't have any here..."

There are no fishermen on their side, and they are not by the sea...

"I know, I just said it to let you experience it." Old man Zhao smiled slyly, and he wanted to embarrass this stinky girl.

The old man was too naughty, and Meng Qidi had no choice but to follow him into the house, not to listen to what he had to say, but because the house had been in operation for a few days and she hadn't been here yet.

There is soil at the door of the house. Except for a small passageway, the whole house is basically filled with soil, and the room next to it is also filled to the brim.

At this time, old man Zhao was watering, and the soil was too dry to plant.

"The water you got is the well water here?" Meng Qidi asked.

Old man Zhao poured water little by little with a water ladle, full of patience, as if the soil he took care of was a child.

"Well, I divided it into four areas. The house in the east is watered by the well water of your house, the water in this area is the pond, and the house in the west is the stream next to your house. This is the well water... ..."

As soon as the old man said Meng Qidi, he knew what he wanted to do.

I found a place to squat down, "Then what are you going to plant?"

"Green vegetables and chili, by the way, I used the oil paper you wrapped that tree yesterday."

Now that the weather has just entered autumn, there is no need for the oiled paper, but I am afraid that this girl will waste it, so I will always be prepared to keep it.

"It's up to you, what do you need to pay attention to now?"

It doesn't matter to Meng Qidi, oil paper is actually available these days, but the quality is not as good as the space, and things with space are made by later generations after all.

It was rare for Meng Qidi to take the initiative to ask a question, but old man Zhao responded quickly, fearing that she would not be interested.

There are also a lot of things to pay attention to when planting, especially if you plan to plant in a greenhouse, there must be more things to pay attention to...

The whole morning, Meng Qidi squatted here, the old man was willing to teach, she learned a lot, drank Yuquan water, had a good memory, and could draw inferences about other cases from one instance.

The more old man Zhao taught, the more he was surprised. This is simply a good farmer, bah!Good seedlings who engage in scientific research...

After tossing with the dirt all morning, the old and the young locked the door and went back to eat at noon.

"Old man, you said that this gene mutation has a research direction, so what if it is man-made? For example, if I connect peach tree branches to pear trees, as long as I handle it properly, it will definitely survive. But the peach and pear trees How will habits change?"

Meng Qidi's question is a bit esoteric, and she only asked about the plant grafting in her previous life, so she doesn't really understand the details.
The old man Zhao was thoughtful, "What do you mean by that, first tell me how this plant can survive if it is connected to another tree? It's not on the premise of using the water from your house."

"Let's put it this way, you should have studied this before. Plants have a strong healing ability after being injured. If we make the wounds of two different types of plants the same, then..."

The old man's eyes lit up, "You mean to use the ability of plants to heal after injury to combine two different kinds of plants?"

Meng Qidi nodded slightly.

Old man Meng was thinking, "What you said is still too general. This kind of behavior is not an ordinary combination of species, and certainly not all plants can be forced together."

The more he talked, the old man Zhao subconsciously wanted to turn around and go back to mess with it.

Meng Qidi quickly grabbed old man Zhao, "What are you in a hurry for, go after dinner."

Old man Zhao seemed to be in a trance, he came back to his senses, thoughtfully, "Go back to eat, Xiaoqi, I think I'd better move here to observe."

"How do you say it?" Meng Qidi asked.

"To do research, you have to sleep and forget food. Pear trees and peach trees are probably not successful, and there will definitely be rejection. This involves genes and nuclear inheritance. Alas, you don't understand it, so you should go back and read the book and review."

Old man Zhao is a little bit pained, this girl is really good at it, she can ask these forward questions before she even got started, if in the future...

Sighing, old man Zhao walked faster with his hands behind his back, what happened to those old men, why didn't they get him back?
He has to go back early to set up the academy, otherwise he won't be able to get this girl over when he fills in the school in the future.

He still has to study whether this is the good of Guajing University or Tsingtao University, and he doesn't know which one has a better reputation these days...

When they got home, the two of them washed their hands in the canal, and the old man Zhao suddenly asked, "Have you decided which school to apply for in the future?"

"University of Agricultural Sciences." Meng Qidi said, she was thinking about coming back to farm in the future.

The old man paused and frowned, Agricultural University?This girl is really promising...

There are so many colleges and universities that don't choose, choose Agricultural University...

This...University of Agricultural Sciences, he should have the face to set up a subject, right?The students followed the teacher, but when they came to him, they did the opposite. The teacher accommodated the students...

Meng Qidi didn't know that the old man was worrying about these things. She would mention grafting, but she just wanted to remind the old man that it was a small contribution to scientific research.

"Auntie!" Ling Cheng was eating sugar-fried chestnuts on the table in the main room, and when she saw the two of them coming back, she danced excitedly.

"Be careful, don't fall, isn't Aunt Jin Yue here today?" Meng Qidi hurried over and asked without finding Ling Jinyue.

"No." The little girl shook her head, grabbed a chestnut with her small hand and brought it to Meng Qidi's mouth.

Meng Qidi followed along, frowning slightly, she doesn't have to go to work recently, and this girl is unemployed, so there are times when she won't come?
"Don't you want to give it to Grandpa Zhao?" The old man Zhao opened the chair and sat down, sniffing one by one, he was refreshed, and he hadn't eaten chestnuts fried in sugar for many years.

(End of this chapter)