The old farmer looked up at Zu'an in surprise: "Who is this?"
Jiang Luofu introduced him, saying, "He is my friend Zu'an."
"Oh, so you're Eighth Junior Sister's friend. Hello, hello." The old farmer showed a sincere smile.
Judging from his reaction, he must have never heard of his name before. Zu An not only showed no dissatisfaction, but respected him even more. Only when one devotes all one's attention to these important matters concerning people's livelihood can one be oblivious to the outside world and the treacherous intrigues in the court.
“Grandpa, this is my seventh senior brother, Wang Shuyang.” Jiang Luofu secretly instructed him at the same time, “He is a highly respected elder, so don’t try to fool him with the same trick you used on Yin Shi before.”
She was worried that Zu An would use the same trick again, so she gave him a heads-up.
Zuan chuckled, speechless: "Do you think I'm that kind of person?"
He responded to the old farmer, "So you are Senior Wang, I've heard so much about you."
Wang Weiyang smiled faintly, clearly not taking the compliment of "I've heard so much about you" to heart: "What do you mean by the hybrid rice you just mentioned, young friend?"
Zu'an said, "Old Wang, you just mentioned that there are two major problems with rice now. One is that the yield per unit area has hit a ceiling, and the other is that it is not resistant to diseases."
"Indeed, this is a problem that has troubled me for many years. No matter how I select seeds over the years, I can only make slight improvements and cannot produce any qualitative changes."
Zuan said, "Actually, solving this problem is both difficult and easy."
"Oh, I wonder what your opinion is, young friend?" Although Wang Shuyang spoke politely, he couldn't help but frown when he looked at the other man's age and his clean fingernails. This young man had obviously never done farm work. There were faint calluses on his hands, which were obviously caused by years of holding swords. No matter how you looked at it, he didn't seem like someone who knew anything about farming.
“Ah Zu!” Jiang Luofu glared at Zu An, clearly not believing he knew these things either.
Zu An smiled and said, "Old Wang, you've traveled all over the country these past few years selecting seeds. Have you ever found any wild rice in the wild?"
“Indeed, they have been found.” Wang Shuyang thought he had some profound insights, but he was somewhat disappointed to hear that this was all. “But those wild rice fruits are shriveled and cannot be used as food or seeds.”
"The disadvantage of wild rice is that the fruits are not plump and cannot be used as food, but it has its own advantages. Its growth in the wild makes it extremely resilient and resistant to various diseases. Moreover, it is more cold- and heat-resistant than cultivated rice."
"Huh..." Wang Shuyang's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a flash of lightning in his mind, but he couldn't grasp it no matter what he did.
Zuan continued, "The advantages of wild rice are exactly the weaknesses of domestic rice, while the disadvantages of wild rice are exactly the advantages of domestic rice. If we can hybridize the two types of rice, wouldn't that be a perfect way to combine their strengths and compensate for their weaknesses?"
Wang Shuyang's eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light, and he excitedly said, "Brilliant! Brilliant! How come I didn't think of that before? How come I didn't think of that before! Hahaha, the people of the world are saved! Saved..."
Seeing her seventh senior brother, whose expression was always so bitter and resentful, suddenly acting like a child, waving his arms and legs wildly, Jiang Luofu was startled and hurriedly asked Zu An, "What's wrong with him?"
Zuan smiled slightly and said, "Maybe he's just excited."
It should be understood that hybrid rice is the culmination of the research and exploration of countless scientists around the world over generations, and it was only with Mr. Yuan Longping that it reached its pinnacle. Since Wang Shuyang has dedicated his life to farming for the benefit of the people, how could he not see its value?
Perhaps if it were someone else, Zu'an might have been clinging to this knowledge, thinking of using it for personal gain. But after just a few minutes of interaction with Wang Shuyang, he realized that the other man was truly concerned about the country and its people. Entrusting hybrid rice to someone like him was the best thing for the people of the world.
Besides, he only knows some concepts; as for how to actually produce hybrid rice... well, if he were that good, he wouldn't have spent his past life hurling insults at other trolls on forums every day.
At this moment, Wang Shuyang finally came to his senses and excitedly grasped Zu An's hand: "Young friend Zu, uh, no, Mr. Zu, please accept my three bows."
Zu An was startled: "Senior, you mustn't do that, you mustn't do that."
Even Jiang Luofu, who was standing to the side, was completely bewildered. Had her fellow disciples taken the wrong medicine today? Why were they all bowing to Zu An as a disciple?
It's one thing for Yin Shi to do this, but he's been a bit mentally unstable most of the time.
What's wrong with the seventh senior brother? He's always been upright and would never act so recklessly as Yin Shi.
Wang Shuyang solemnly said, "There is nothing that is unacceptable. This bow is on behalf of all the people in the world. Once your hybrid rice concept is successful, it will save the lives of hundreds of millions of people. Not to mention three bows, even three hundred, three thousand, thirty thousand... you can accept it."
Jiang Luofu was shocked. She hadn't been particularly impressed by the hybrid rice that Zu'an had mentioned, but she hadn't expected it to have such a significant effect.
After Wang Shuyang finished bowing, he suddenly beckoned to her: "Eighth Junior Sister, come and bow with us to thank this great hero who saved millions of people."
Jiang Luofu: "???"
Seeing him in a daze, Wang Shuyang grabbed her sleeve and pulled her over without saying a word.
Jiang Luofu thought of how much this senior brother had taken care of her when she was a child, and she had always admired his character, so she couldn't refuse him. She could only pout and bow to Zu An.
Anger from Jiang Luofu: +58 +58 +58...
Zuan was sweating profusely. He hurriedly went to help Jiang Luofu up, saying, "Sister, you don't need to do this."
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