—Take the path of the chloroplasts, leaving them with nowhere to go.
Qin Che looked at the still steaming artificial paste served on an old aluminum plate, took a spoon in his right hand, and took a bite.
Simply put,
It involves converting solar energy into electrical energy and then into chemical energy.
Humans can finally survive by eating artificial porridge made with carbon dioxide.
Hmm... The texture is a bit like liangpi (cold skin noodles), changfen (rice noodle rolls), or liangfen (cold mung bean jelly). This pure starch should have been considered a type of 'chengfen' in my previous life, which is gluten-free flour.
It can also be used in the food processing industry, for brewing, or as animal feed. The cost of animal husbandry will plummet, and the era of everyone eating meat will not be far away.
Compared to natural starch, it lacks some trace elements and organic matter, which cannot be synthesized.
But it's enough as food.
Who would have thought that in just a few days, Heijie, a place without even an acre of arable land, would be able to produce food on its own!
"It tastes terrible, but it does fill you up."
He put down his spoon, and everyone in the room stood up and applauded.
The gerbils and the leaders of various communities were all so excited that they blushed.
"Sir, with this, will the people of the Black Street no longer have to go hungry?" someone asked.
"Of course." Qin Che smiled slightly, looked at the gerbil, and said, "After the needs of the population in the outer city wall are fully met, the resources will be used for feed. We can't compete with the natural crops in the inner city wall by relying on this kind of food."
Gerbil said, “The Grain Crocodile Head wouldn’t have imagined that we could produce starch ourselves. The farmland in Sandcastle alone can’t even feed the population of the three districts. It can barely feed Little Garden. But apart from that, Sandcastle mainly grows industrial raw materials, with very few agricultural crops. Moreover, our grain production is large, the price is low, and the production line is convenient, so we can win.”
Qin Che asked him, "Who is the head of the grain crocodile in Sandcastle?"
The shrew thought for a moment and said, "Yuan Lin from West Fortress and Qin Guan from the Oasis Alliance are both well-known crocodile heads even within the entire First Wall's sphere of influence. However, they never appear in Sand Fortress. Instead, they transport grain to Sand Fortress every month through several large brigades. In exchange, they not only control crop seeds, but every Sand Fortress leader must also fully support their business and acknowledge their status and prestige within the First Wall's sphere of influence. Of course, the grain from outside still has to be bought with money, the only difference being whether it's high or low price."
"They never appear in Sandcastle... Do they have agents here?"
“Yes, Meng Jingyuan. He lives in the small garden. The previous leader visited him after his successful election. He has been in Sand Castle for ten years. He is a low-key person and never participates in factional struggles within the cabinet. You... want to see him?” Sand Rat asked cautiously.
"Perhaps." Qin Che pointed to the artificial paste in the plate and said, "Try to make it taste better; this tastes bad."
In Qin Che's opinion, adding some water and making a flatbread would be better than this stuff.
"Besides the smelter, the other factories need to accelerate their transformation, with synthetic starch as the core industry, and then develop some ancillary products, such as wine, vinegar, sugar, feed processing, textiles, etc. Give me a plan."
"Okay." The gerbil had no objections.
Starch has a wide range of applications, and now that we can produce it ourselves, it will become the cornerstone of future industrial transformation.
All those low-quality light industrial products that used to rely on mines and workshops can be abandoned.
For the Black Street, the emergence of synthetic starch is everyone's hope.
...
Outside Sand Dune Tower, Campaign Office Number One.
Chen Fusheng looked up at his subordinate Liang Hui and asked, "What did you say? Synthetic starch?"
“That’s right, our informant in the Black Street just sent back the intelligence. This is what they’ve been secretly working on these past few days.”
Chen Fusheng put down his pen and slowly stood up.
Despite being in his fifties, he was well-maintained, with a youthful face that made him look only in his thirties or forties. He had neatly combed hair and wore clean, finely knitted clothes. Recently, the radical party had been on a winning streak, and he, as the party leader, was in a good mood. However, upon hearing the intelligence from the Black Street, Chen Fusheng was still taken aback.
Synthetic starch...
Technology from over a hundred years ago.
Where did those guys from the Black Street come from?
"Is it that extraordinary individual?"
“That’s right, he has this technology. The first batch of goods has already come out in the former industrial zone of Black Street. Their production is extremely fast. The raw materials seem to be just water and carbon dioxide... I really can’t figure it out.” Liang Hui looked puzzled.
He actually knew about this technology, but not much, and had never actually seen it.
Similarly, Chen Fusheng was the same.
By the time he was born, this technology had already become history.
"What's that extraordinary person's name?" Chen Fusheng asked.
"Qin Che".
Liang Hui asked, "What are your plans? The Conservative Party has been getting quite close to the leadership faction lately, and they've been sharing the profits from pharmaceuticals, making our plans very difficult to progress."
Chen Fusheng said directly, "See him."
"To see Qin Che?"
“Yes, Black Street really gave me a great gift.” Chen Fusheng’s eyes lit up.
Liang Hui frowned slightly: "Should we continue targeting Black Street?"
"Idiot!" Chen Fusheng hissed, "They're extraordinary beings. You're telling me how to attack them? Do you want to die?!"
"We can deploy the First Division because time is short and we haven't handed over all our military forces yet."
“That won’t work either.” Chen Fusheng waved his hand. “You saw what happened to the Third and Fourth Divisions during the previous riots. You can’t defeat the extraordinary by sheer numbers. Only the extraordinary can deal with the extraordinary.”
Liang Hui: ...
I don't know what to say.
Anyway, he couldn't find another extraordinary being in the entire Sandcastle.
“So we can only talk,” Chen Fusheng said. “Old Jiang is blocking my food supply. He thinks he’s got it all figured out, but that’s not the case. Even if I don’t win, I won’t let him succeed in his military reforms.”
Liang Hui said calmly, "This will only give Zheng Shishu an advantage."
"Oh, I know that." Chen Fusheng's expression relaxed a lot. He sat back down and leaned back, saying, "Zheng Shishu... he's just going with the flow. He's submitted his proposal several times, trying to push for military reform. These two old devils are in cahoots. Reality... so realistic. I just gave him the army, and he's already trying to cut off my food supplies."
Liang Hui nodded in agreement, "They even... didn't hesitate to use medicine as a bargaining chip."
Chen Fusheng tapped his fingers on the table and chuckled, "You know, Old Ghost Jiang is using drugs for a deal, which means military reform is more important to them. We can't let them succeed. The bill won't pass, I'm telling you!"
Are you leaving now?
"Let's go! Prepare the car for me. We're going to Black Street. I want to meet Qin Che in person." Chen Fusheng strode towards the door.
“But sir, this is very dangerous. What if he suddenly attacks and kills people? We can’t afford to take that responsibility. We were the ones who pushed out the plans for the Black Street riots and the suppression of the biker gangs. The Black Street probably hates us to death.”
Chen Fusheng clicked his tongue, thought for a moment, and said, "Well, for safety's sake, go to the small garden first and invite our Master Lei over."
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