Commander Lin nodded in agreement.

"You've thought this through; that makes perfect sense."

Okay, I can't quite grasp this myself, so I'll have to rely on your thorough thinking.

From now on, I'll still be in charge of training, but you'll still be in charge of that. If there's anything you need me to do, just say so. Our goals are the same—we all want the brothers to have a better life. When it's time to lend a hand, you can't leave me out."

"You're the one who said that. We just have different roles. The reason this can be done is because we have our military region as a solid backing. Whether it's professors or their families, they can trust us unconditionally."

Otherwise, do you think I could really come up with something fancy just by talking?

"Haha! You're right, I can't argue with you."

What's in front of you is the result of these people's hard work over this period of time. On the vast expanse of black soil, figures are busy at work. Although it's only the green of newly sprouted soil that's faintly visible, it already represents great hope in the eyes of these people.

Getting closer, Commander Lin deliberately squatted down to examine it carefully, and then grabbed a handful of loose black soil.

"This...it's really sprouted?"

He was familiar with this place; after all, he had done a lot of this work himself in the past few years and had been stationed here almost every day. But seeing it now, he felt a surge of excitement.

"Wow, you guys are really something! Same soil, same land, same water, but how come our crops were so sparse back then? How did they manage to grow them so well?"

"What's wrong? Are you envious? Do you want it?"

Qin Qinghuai knew that these seeds hadn't come from legitimate sources, so he didn't say much, only that the seeds were good and the soil was good.

"Ultimately, the soil and water in Northeast China are excellent. If we can't grow it, it's because our methods are wrong. Perhaps the professor has a better way."

"Well, to put it bluntly, I'm just a country person. I'm envious and I like it, but I can't do anything about it. I can only watch and admire it, and I don't know how to grow it myself."

Political Commissar, you're right. This kind of thing needs to be done by professionals, hahaha! Ever since you came, hahaha, everything has been good.

I'm completely at ease leaving this logistics to you! Hahahaha!

"Then I should thank the commander for his trust first?"

“Just go for it. Once this kindergarten is finished, my son will be the first student.”

“Okay, my family will respond to the call. Qin Heng is the second one. But since he's in elementary or middle school, my family can contribute a few more.”

Further ahead is a newly built pig farm.

Divide into zones and sections.

On one side is a spacious pig farm, where dozens of plump white piglets are happily eating, making pleasant "snoring" sounds. Stone troughs and water troughs stand on the side, and the way they are vying for food looks like they are queuing up in an orderly fashion.

In the chicken coop, chopped wild vegetables were scattered on the ground, and some rice bran was mixed in with the round feeders. The tender yellow chicks ran around everywhere, occasionally lowering their heads to peck at the food, looking very relaxed. The feeders and waterers were all round and placed in the open space in the middle of the coop. The tender yellow chicks surrounded them, chirping and chattering, which made people feel happy.

The military dependents in charge of this area chatted happily as they worked, and they were very diligent in their work. The area was spotless, and there was no unpleasant odor. Commander Lin was very satisfied with everything they did, nodding repeatedly.

"That's great!"

"Right? If all goes well, we'll see the results by autumn."

And over there, on that plot of land, aren't there a few walls erected? Those are the newly built vegetable greenhouses. Anyway, there's plenty of land here, so we didn't specifically wait until autumn. We'll be covering them with plastic sheeting soon. We can't see anything yet, let's wait until it gets cold and see the effect. Aren't the winter vegetables at the camp doing quite well?"

"Hmm, this is some good stuff. A couple of years ago, they would send it over several times a winter. You know what, with all that cabbage, radishes, and potatoes, suddenly having a meal of this bright green stuff is really tempting."

As he talked, Commander Lin became increasingly excited, and he seemed a little dizzy with excitement.

"If it were two years ago, I wouldn't have dared to even think about this."

If this tiny patch of land could be planted and produce grain, we'd be willing to guard it day and night. But for three years in a row, the corn seedlings—the seedlings did sprout, but they were stunted and weak, barely reaching this height. Forget about producing ears; they barely even reached the tasseling stage. Even if they didn't die, they wouldn't grow any taller. "

He gestured.

"I just didn't believe in bad luck. I planted corn for three years in a row and it was the same. I wasted so many corn kernels. Eventually, I lost heart."

"I see,"

Qin Qinghuai didn't want to make empty promises.

"So today is the first step of success, but whether it's truly a success depends on how well it grows afterward?"

He didn't guarantee anything, and he wasn't an expert. This first year was supposed to be an experimental phase, but now, with favorable timing, location, and circumstances, the chances of success are relatively high.

However, there must be a reason why he hasn't succeeded after so many years. He can't guarantee that he will definitely succeed, so it's better to keep hoping.

"However, the seeds were specially selected, and the methods were specially researched by several professors. Everyone worked so diligently, watering and weeding. Even if things weren't going well, they couldn't be worse than before."

One plan after another was put on the agenda, and the area became extremely busy.

Kindergartens and schools were put on the top priority. Cheng Chao was still in charge of external liaison, running around to contact various necessary equipment and supplies. Most importantly, he was looking for talents from all over the country. He couldn't make a big fuss about it, since the incident that had attracted attention here was not over yet, and people from all sides were still watching. If they found out about their big move, they would definitely try to trip them up.

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