Chapter 276 Being a God

"Mr. Hou?"

As soon as he hung up the phone, Zheng Fa saw Hou Lao running towards him.

He held a stalk of rice in his hand, which was as high as his shoulders. As he ran, the grains of rice hit his smiling face one by one.

Zheng Fa immediately understood what he was going to say.

"Done?"

Mr. Hou nodded and handed the rice ears to Zheng Fa.

Zheng Fa picked it up in his hand and looked at it.

Hou's idea is to use the rice from the nursing home as the male or female parent and cross it with other varieties of rice - the goal is to cultivate a variety that has the taste and yield advantages of the nursing home rice but can be grown on a large scale outside the spiritual environment.

Now it seems that there are preliminary results.

Mr. Hou explained: "We have tried more than 50 solutions, and now it seems that this is the only one that strikes a balance between taste, growing environment and yield."

"We have conducted experiments in an environment without spiritual energy."

"This variety has a yield of more than 1,200 kilograms per mu, tastes better than almost all the varieties on the market, and does not require high soil fertility!"

The rice in Zheng Fa's hands is a little smaller than the original varieties in the nursing home, but a little larger than the varieties that are now grown on a large scale in the country.

The grains are round and long, feel heavy when pinched in the hand, and have a fragrant smell.

Holding the rice seeds, Zheng Fa's heart suddenly calmed down, and he felt an inexplicable sense of security.

“You’re a farmer, too.”

Mr. Hou looked at his expression and suddenly laughed.

"Hmm?" Zheng Fa raised his head and agreed, "I'm just a farmer..."

He was constantly aware that his early life had left a very deep mark on him, and he loved the land and food from the bottom of his heart...

Mr. Hou laughed, with a look of recognition in his eyes.

"Everyone has given me so much praise, but I know that I am just a farmer... I always felt a little regretful before. I have been doing research for so many years, and the yield has increased, but people don't like to eat it..."

Zheng Fa nodded.

After having been in contact with Mr. Hou for so long, he also understood a little about the current situation of hybrid rice.

Simply put, hybrid rice is not unpopular, but most of it has been made into rice products - the taste factor is the main factor here.

On the other hand, hybrid rice is not only being worked on by Hou Lao's group, many other scientists are also working on it.

Hou Lao's status as a pioneer determines that he is an explorer, and what he explores is the maximum yield - but for large-scale planting, one must first consider the market and the cost. The maximum yield is equivalent to laboratory results, and bringing it to market is another matter.

In the field of hybrid rice, his variety is not the most popular one.

This leads to a small regret for Mr. Hou - his hybrid rice varieties are generally only seen as emergency alternatives, and have not yet entered thousands of households.

Looking at the rice seedlings in Zheng Fa's hand, Mr. Hou's face softened. He said to Zheng Fa, "Everyone used to call me the father of something... I couldn't help but feel a little unworthy of it."

He paused and didn't say anything else, but suddenly bowed towards Zheng Fa.

Zheng Fa supported him again.

But this time, the old man stretched his waist very hard, as if he was unwilling to give up.

Zheng Fa was stunned and let go of his hand.

Mr. Hou bowed deeply towards Zheng Fa.

After getting up, Hou Lao said, "Now I also know what it means to die without regrets..."

Old Man Bai and Tang Lingwu stood side by side under the eaves. They turned to look at each other with smiles on their faces.

…

"Is this the new rice variety?" At the dinner table, the visiting team leader Yang tasted the rice in the bowl, his eyes sparkling with wonder, "Is this cultivated?"

"Our work at the nursing home has been completed, and the details still need to wait for the next round of experiments."

Zheng Fa explained.

At present, the rice seeds are still ripened by the Changqing Talisman. The next step of the experiment is naturally to see whether it can grow so well in a natural environment without spiritual energy.

But as Zheng Fa said, this part of the work in the nursing home is almost finished.

The rest can be done by ordinary agricultural laboratories.

"Wait a minute, I'll make a phone call." Team leader Yang suddenly put down the bowl in his hand and ran out.

Zheng Fa turned around and said to Elder Hou, "Elder Hou, the next step of cultivating the spiritual plants will be up to you and Teacher Tian."

Hearing this, Mr. Hou nodded and said, "I am definitely willing, but I am not the most professional in the research of cytoplasmic genetics..."

Zheng Fa also understood this in his heart.

Even though Team Leader Yang makes phone calls every day, in fact, the confidentiality work is done well - people like Mr. Hou are extremely trusted by the upper level, so he will be told the details.

For example, this time, Zheng Fa wanted to find some experts in nuclear engineering, so the process was a bit slow and most of the time was spent on personnel evaluation.

After a while, Team Leader Yang came in from outside.

She said to Zheng Fa:

"The grain company mentioned earlier has been established. Is Ling Wu the chairman?"

Zheng Fa looked at Tang Lingwu, who nodded slightly, her expression full of determination.

"If you don't want to..."

Looking at her expression, Zheng Fa suddenly remembered that when he first met Tang Lingwu, she once said that she didn't like doing business - because she herself was a little socially anxious.

"I do!"

Tang Lingwu spoke.

Zheng Fa was stunned for a moment and nodded slightly.

The old man next to him suddenly turned around and said to Teacher Tian affectionately, "I do!"

Everyone was stunned at first, but then they immediately understood what the old man was talking about. Teacher Tian slapped the old man on the back and said, "What are you talking about!"

"I just thought that we didn't even have a wedding. What Ren Lingwu said was so touching! I never said it."

"Old couples, these are just for young couples to play!"

After hearing this, Tang Lingwu blushed so much that she became socially phobic even though she was not.

Team leader Yang, who was standing by, saw that they had finished their quarrel and said, "Also, there is a National Science and Technology Progress Award being awarded recently. I want to ask you..."

She didn't finish her words, but Zheng Fa and the others understood.

I want to give out money and awards.

"This...isn't the experiment not completed yet?"

The old man wondered.

"Phase-specific results are also results." Team leader Yang smiled, as if he felt that what he said made sense.

Zheng Fa didn't care about this matter.

He looked at the other people at the table.

Tang Mudao has been concentrating on cultivation recently and was distracted at the dinner table.

Tang Lingwu is obviously socially anxious.

Teacher Tian didn't seem to be interested either.

Old man Bai... No, old man Bai, why do you look so eager to try?

"Teacher Bai, I see that no one else in the hospital is available, so you can go." Zheng Fa said, "If you don't want to..."

"I do!"

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These three words were sonorous and powerful, as if to say - I will bear all this dirty fame and fortune! Teacher Tian slowly put down his chopsticks and looked at the old white man beside him.

"Oda?"

"Why do I feel that you were not so sincere when you said this to me?"

“…”

"Say it to me again!"

"You didn't mean an old married couple..."

"explain!"

…

Two days later, Zheng Fa and others squatted in Old Man Bai's room, watching TV.

Today is the day when Old Man Bai accepts recognition on behalf of the nursing home.

The scale of the commendation was so grand that a short segment was inserted directly into the daily news.

They watched the old white man walk up to the stage in a dignified manner, receive the bonus and certificate with excitement on his face, and then leave the stage briskly - they all breathed a sigh of relief.

When Zheng Fa looked at this thing, he was mainly afraid that Old Bai would suddenly get a brain tic and take off in front of the camera.

…

On the main road at the foot of the mountain, Team Leader Yang was driving the car himself, with two men, a middle-aged man and a young man, sitting in the back of the car.

In the car radio, the old man was being interviewed by a CCTV reporter: "Under the wise leadership of Director Zheng of Hongshan Agricultural Research Institute..."

"This honor belongs to our director..."

"He is a man who does not seek fame or fortune..."

Hongshan Agricultural Research Institute is one of the external signs of the nursing home.

The two people who heard the news had different expressions.

"Director Yang." The young man couldn't help but ask.

"I am Team Leader Yang now." Team Leader Yang said with a smile.

"Team Leader Yang, I heard that this award was added at the last minute?"

The young man asked curiously.

The middle-aged man next to him tugged at his sleeve, but it was obvious that the young man was a little naive.

"Yes." Team Leader Yang glanced at him through the rearview mirror and said bluntly, "I applied for it."

“…”

The young man moved his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

"You think it's unfair?"

"I just think it's... hasty... The other winners were selected after more than half a year of judging."

Team leader Yang curled his lips and said, "Let me tell you this... maybe ten or twenty years from now, if this commendation ceremony can be remembered, it will be because of the Hongshan Agricultural Research Institute."

"..." The young man was silent for a long time before he spoke, "Team Leader Yang, are you really... cultivating immortality?"

Team leader Yang nodded with a smile.

The young man had a look of shattered worldview.

"Still don't believe it?"

"I believe it, why not? You guys are making such a big fuss, how can I not believe it?" The young man sighed deeply, and then said: "If you just say it's cultivation, I can still accept it."

"But you said..."

"The immortal is playing with nuclear fusion..."

"This... is a bit too scientific."

At this time, the middle-aged man at the side spoke up: "Isn't there a saying? The end of science is theology."

"Angkor? You..."

The young man looked at his companion in surprise, thinking that the other party's acceptance was a little too good.

"When I first started working on nuclear fusion research, everyone said it would take fifty years to achieve nuclear fusion..." Wu Ge said, "Now twenty years have passed, and it's still fifty years..."

“In fact, everyone understands that breakthroughs in key technologies are too dependent on luck and cannot be rushed, and any prediction will not be accurate.”

"But...how many fifty years do I have left?"

The young man was startled.

Then the middle-aged man continued, "If he really has some method of nuclear fusion...don't mention him saying he is cultivating immortality."

"He said he was God, and I accepted it."

The young man pursed his lips.

Then Team Leader Yang said:

"Don't mention you... the rice is done."

"In ancient times, they would have built a shrine to the deceased."

"If nuclear fusion is really feasible." Team Leader Yang looked back at the two men, "If he really wants to be a God, who can stop him?"

(End of this chapter)