Chapter 92 Sense of Ritual
When you are busy, time flies by so fast that before you know it, it is time to go home from school.
When Luo Xiao walked out of the school gate, Yan Zhiyi was already waiting for him.
"Sorry for the long wait." Luo Xiao said to Yan Zhiyi as soon as he got in the car.
"No, Xiaoxiao, you must have worked hard in class today. Did you miss me?" Yan Zhiyi looked at Luo Xiao gently and asked him.
His eyes were full of doting, and Luo Xiao's figure was all in them.
"Fortunately, today was mainly an elective foreign language class, so I didn't have to put in too much effort. But it might be hard in a while. The teacher said that the school has rented a new site, and each person will be given five mu of land, and we can cultivate it ourselves." Although Luo Xiao said it was hard, he still felt it was very good. The serious agronomy major was just like a real farm game. The more he studied in depth, the more interesting he found the agricultural knowledge, and he found it very easy to learn.
Moreover, the survival rate of the things he grows now without using the space well water is very good. In addition, his grafting technique is very good, with a high success rate and perfect healing of the grafted joints. The price of a pot of multi-color camellia he grafted is also very good. In addition, the orange potted plants that represented the three colors of fortune, wealth and longevity that he sent before also made people like them for a time.
Luo Xiao actually wants to cultivate crops. Although the price they sell for will not be high and cannot compare to works of art, he feels that crops are the most precious. After being reborn, he knows that in the future, everyone will grow various genetically modified agricultural products. Those things have high yields, but the taste is really bad. Moreover, eating too much genetically modified food will have a huge impact on the body. If they can research non-genetically modified crops with strong disease resistance and high yield, then they will no longer have to eat genetically modified crops in the future.
Luo Xiao never spoke about this idea out loud because he had just entered school and they did not have many opportunities to practice. However, Luo Xiao was learning new knowledge while exploring on his own.
After being reborn, he was more pious than anyone else. After he became rich, he donated some money to charity almost regularly, so that he could express his gratitude so that he could have another chance.
If the non-GMO crops he envisioned could be produced, he would have made a contribution to the benefit of mankind. With such a great dream in mind, Luo Xiao learns new knowledge every day like a sponge.
The first point Yan Zhiyi grasped from Luo Xiao's words was that turning the land that was allocated to him would be extremely hard.
"Xiaoxiao, plowing the soil is too hard. I'll ask someone to get you a few small tillers. Then your class won't have to plow the soil so hard." Yan Zhiyi said.
"A small tiller? Well, a machine will certainly be more efficient. We now divide the land into five parts, and we will probably divide more experimental fields in the long run. It is not realistic to rely entirely on manual tillage. But regarding the machine, I need to report to the professor first." Luo Xiao did not reject his kindness. To be honest, he liked agronomy, but he felt that he could not handle using physical strength to use tools such as hoes to till the soil. He simply could not handle it.
"Okay, then Xiaoxiao, you should talk to the professor as soon as possible. The machine may be arranged at any time. Are you hungry? My parents told us to go back for dinner today. It will take some time on the road, so you should fill your stomach first. There is a new shop selling chestnut crisps on Yan'an Road. You can try it and if you like it, you can buy it often in the future." Yan Zhiyi said as he used a handkerchief to wipe Luo Xiao's hands, then wiped his own hands, took the paper bag on the side, took out the chestnut crisps in the bag and fed them to Luo Xiao.
After Luo Xiao took a bite of the chestnut crisps that he fed her, he looked at his own hands that had just been wiped by the other party with a handkerchief.
He doesn't need to eat it himself, so isn't it a bit redundant to help him wipe his hands?
Is this the ritual of cleaning your hands before eating? ?
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