Chapter 610 Speculation
Well, it's useless to ask.
Shen Yanming didn't say anything and hung up the phone.
Then faced with this result, both of them fell silent.
After a while, Bi Qiaoan said, "By the way, they are not eating this year's new grain, are they?"
Shen Yanming was stunned for a moment and shook his head: “I don’t know, but it’s very likely.”
Some guess emerged in the minds of both of them. They looked at each other and entered the space.
This time, it was Shen Yanming who brought Bi Qiaoan in, and the place where they appeared was the storage area.
Walking to a shelf, Shen Yanming pointed at the flour on the shelf and said to Bi Qiaoan, "These are all harvested this year. The ones on top were ground from the first batch of wheat sent over. The ones on the bottom were ground from the batch sent over by Chen Shunwei."
He didn't know whether it was related to this, but since he had a guess in his mind, he decided to look at it separately.
Bi Qiaoan nodded and asked Shen Yanming to help him take a bag of flour from the upper and lower shelves, open the bag and scoop out two bowls of flour, put them into plastic basins of different colors, and then bring them back to the planting area.
I glanced at the time and couldn't do anything complicated.
Bi Qiaoan made two pots of dumpling soup in the kitchen, using the flour in these two plastic basins.
There was no soy sauce, vinegar, salt, or other seasonings. There wasn't even much vegetable. It was just a white mess that looked more like batter.
Shen Yanming picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful from bowl No. 1, blew it cool, and put it in his mouth.
But before he could even chew, his expression changed.
Then he calmly drank a sip of boiled water to rinse the taste from his mouth, and then scooped up the dumpling soup in bowl No. 2 with a spoon.
The result was even more bitter, and Shen Yanming almost vomited.
Seeing that his eyebrows and nose were wrinkled and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, Bi Qiaoan was puzzled, so he walked forward and scooped a spoonful as well.
Before she could even utter "No!", Bi Qiaoan stuck out her tongue, tears almost coming out.
"Why is it so bitter? It's almost like bitter gourd!" Bi Qiaoan wiped the food residue from the corner of her mouth with a tissue and said crying.
Shen Yanming also felt that the matter was a bit serious, but the fact was that there was something wrong with the grain received this year!
No, but it can't be said that there is a problem. Zhang Heping said that apart from the bitterness, there is nothing unusual.
The taste has deteriorated, but for ordinary people, what’s the difference between that and being white?
Shen Yanming thought about it for a long time and just felt that it might be related to the sunlight.
After all, he had noticed before the harvest that many plants were withering, including the wheat.
So Shen Yanming made a bold guess: "Is it possible that those withered wheat ears are bitter?"
Bi Qiaoan took two gulps of boiled water, and waited until the bitterness in his mouth was almost gone before he tasted the dumpling soup in bowl No. 1.
This time it was okay, just slightly bitter. With the comparison of bowl 2, this slightly bitter taste was not so unbearable.
Bi Qiaoan nodded, "It's very likely, otherwise the taste of these two batches of wheat wouldn't be so different."
"Yes. The second batch of harvest was exposed to sunlight for a few more days. It is very likely that there were more withered wheat ears in it, which increased the bitterness."
"Also, Chen Shunwei's family helped pick up all the wheat ears in the field. Those wheat ears scattered on the field were probably because the stems had withered before, so they fell directly to the ground when you were harvesting."
Shen Yanming smiled and said, "It's only possible, but I wasn't very careful when I was harvesting."
Bi Qiaoan frowned: "What should we do now? Should we tell Zhang Heping about this result, or not? Also, what kind of food should we send him? The food that is not bitter at all before the end of the world, or the food that is slightly bitter after the end of the world?"
As for the bitter ones, Bi Qiaoan had never considered them. He couldn't even eat them, let alone the picky eater.
Shen Yanming was also very depressed. If this incident hadn't happened, it would have been easy for him to support his brothers.
But the taste of the grain has changed, and it will be difficult to produce good grain in the future.
Although we collected a lot of things before the end of the world, after a long time, these things will go bad no matter how well they are stored, right?
"It's better to use the good food from before the end of the world. We should keep this slightly bitter food and give it to them when the situation becomes more serious in the future."
Bi Qiaoan nodded and thought this was a good idea.
"However, how come Zhang Heping and the others discovered it so quickly, while the others haven't reacted yet?"
"Maybe they have used up all the food in the canteen and started eating new food. Most people are still eating old food."
Bi Qiaoan thought it made sense and said nothing more.
At this time, Chen Yanming said quietly: "The trouble is that no one knew about this incident this year. I don't know if they mixed the withered wheat ears in when they saved the seeds."
"Who knows? Maybe everyone will pick the ones with big and full ears to save for seeds."
This is what Bi Qiaoan thought and said.
After all, the principle of "good birth and good parenting" has been promoted for so many years, and everyone should understand it.
But she didn't know that she was really overthinking.
Not to mention that those four words are basically used for humans, even if they are used for plants, not many people would take the initiative to screen seeds.
This is the aftereffect of previous reliance on the Academy of Agricultural Sciences.
Even the old farmers would buy ready-made seeds from seed companies when the time came, and they had no idea to save their own seeds for breeding. Not to mention those city dwellers who were not good at farming.
Perhaps, when it is time to sow in winter, they just randomly grab a few handfuls of wheat and throw them on the ground. Or, they rush to the seed station to buy hybrid high-yield seeds.
But now it is the third year of the apocalypse. Even if those experimental fields are still operating normally, their production capacity is limited and they cannot supply so much land.
Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan did not dwell on this issue any more. They brought a bag of 100 kilograms of rice and a bag of 100 kilograms of noodles from the storage area.
After unpacking, I scooped out about 10 kilograms of rice with a bowl and put it into the sealed bag I bought from Zeng Yiming. Then I used a vacuum packaging machine to suck out the air inside to make vacuum-packed rice and flour.
This can explain why the grain was preserved for so long. On the other hand, it can also allow Zhang Heping and his team to store it for a longer period of time.
It was not as he thought, that he forgot there was food at home when he was busy, and only remembered it when moths were flying all over the sky, but then it was all wasted.
It was already late when they finished all this, so Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan woke up An An and Nuan Nuan, fed them, and then went out to continue today's evening training.
Time passed quickly, and it was not until mid-August that Shen Yanming found time to return to Qingyu Community.
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