Of course, grafting cannot only depend on the condition of the land, but also on the age of the fruit tree.
Professor Zhao braved the cold wind and couldn't stop teaching once he started.
The students below were shivering with cold and their eyes were wide open.
He kept meowing at Lu Xinghe, hoping that he would help him out.
At this time, Lu Xinghe didn't dare to disturb Professor Zhao.
"I have said before that when choosing fruit trees for grafting, we usually choose saplings that are two to three years old. Such branches are highly flexible and have high water content, which is suitable for survival.
However, research cannot be so rigid. The standard is the minimum amount of research. Transformation is the key to our research.
Just like the soil environment here and the resilience of the fruit trees, can we relax the age limit if we are tenacious?
However, when grafting, you need to be more flexible and can't do it all at once.
I think this is the only way to finalize this year's research!
Grafting, transplanting, cultivating . . . "
The students underground were stunned when they heard this.
What's going on? How come this year's study tasks have been decided while I was here for inspection?
They were assigned to the Academy of Forestry to work in the office, do research, and enjoy their lives.
How did you get here just by doing this?
What’s the difference between this and going to the countryside?
Lu Xinghe was really excited when he heard this.
Grafting still depends on the survival rate.
If Ye Bufan were to take the villagers to learn, since they are all novices, the survival rate in the first year would definitely not be high.
The class would be much better with these students helping.
This is a God-given resource!
But when he saw the complaining looks of those students.
Lu Xinghe smiled awkwardly and interrupted Professor Zhao who was still teaching in a low voice.
"Professor Zhao, it's almost noon. Why don't we go to the village to have a bite to eat and a quick meal?
The wind is so strong on this mountain. The children are growing up, so it's not a good idea for them to stay cold like this.
Take a rest after dinner, warm up and come back in the afternoon."
Under normal circumstances, Professor Zhao would have been angry.
But I'm so excited today, and I've already spoken for most of the morning, so I might as well take a break.
"Okay, we brought some dry food, we can eat it after heating it up, and we should let the children rest for a while."
When several students heard this, they looked at Lu Xinghe with gratitude.
To be honest, even they didn't expect Professor Zhao to agree.
You know, when they were doing research, it was common for them to not eat for a day, and this trip to the countryside was all about Lu Xinghe's face.
I thought I could just deal with it, but now Professor Zhao seems to be serious.
Even took on this job.
Seeing that Professor Zhao agreed, Lu Xinghe was overjoyed and gave Liu Xisheng a look.
As long as you can eat, it's easy.
Eat for a meal, eat for a meal, it is meaningful only if there is something left for you to eat after you finish eating.
Moreover, eating has been a very particular thing since ancient times. Is there anyone who would not stay once they are at the table?
Lu Xinghe followed Professor Zhao in front, chatting and walking slowly.
Liu Xisheng trotted over and got half a goat directly from Wang Dai's house.
Yesterday we ate mutton from Lu Xinghe’s family, and today we must make Wang Dai bleed.
This made Wang Dai feel very sad, because he had left that gift for his young wife, Big Watermelon, at the forest farm.
At least I can get some milk to drink.
Just taken away like that?
Then, Aunt Li came up and took out all the wild boar meat, wild wolf meat, and a small piece of bear meat that the team had left over from the previous year.
You know, fruit tree planting and grafting is not just the Lu family’s job.
If it’s done well, the whole village can work together.
Lu Xinghe has presented his political achievements to him. If he doesn't cherish them, he would be a big idiot.
Bring everyone to the team.
Lu Xinghe asked Li Chunhua, who had been waiting here for a long time, to be responsible for the reception.
"Make them some tea, and send some seabuckthorn fruit to them. Don't interrupt Professor Zhao. I'll go get some vegetables to bring over."
Green vegetables?
㱗It is more precious than meat in winter. It’s not that the price is high, it’s that it’s really hard to buy.
Li Chunhua knew that Lu Xinghe had something to worry about, so she didn't hesitate.
I hurried to boil water and make tea.
When the villagers heard that a professor was coming to the village to research a new side business, they all came to join in the fun.
Seeing more than a dozen bicycles in the yard, he hurried home to deliver some things.
After the Chinese New Year, most of the head flowers had been bought, and many villages began to follow suit.
There is not much difference, and the prices charged by the supply and marketing cooperatives are getting lower and lower.
It made everyone panic, but now they are living a good life and making quick money.
Who would be willing to let go so easily?
Why not bring some more things over at this time so that Liu Xisheng can see everyone's enthusiasm.
For fear of having another side job, Liu Xisheng and Lu Xinghe forgot about everyone.
Soon, the women of the village came trotting into the brigade yard, carrying their earthen baskets.
Some brought eggs that they were reluctant to eat, and some brought a lot of mountain products, such as pine nuts, hazelnuts, pecans, and a lot of dried mushrooms.
Even Wang Daiba, who had half of his sheep taken away, brought two bags of chocolates under the urging of his parents.
Of course, in addition to dishes, there are also staple foods.
We can't just rely on the cornmeal in the brigade's granary to make do with it.
Before Liu Xisheng found Lu Xinghe, he asked He Xiaoyu to take the vegetables and rice to the brigade yard.
At this time, a woman is much better than a man.
Inside the house, Professor Zhao, who was continuing his lecture, looked out the window and saw the grand scene outside.
I saw women from all over the village coming to give them things, all of which were expensive food.
Knowing how difficult life is for the people, they couldn't help but feel sad.
"Hey, we just came here for a simple meal, but now it looks like this meal is not tasty, it's like a Hongmen Feast!"
Professor Zhao sighed.
This is the political literacy we gain from learning history in elementary school.
As soon as Professor Zhao said, the three words "Hongmen Banquet" appeared in everyone's mind.
But the students at this time did not have any disgust.
On the contrary, I was particularly moved.
"Professor Zhao, this is not a Hongmen Banquet. We are planning to come here to study. This is equivalent to our recognition of you."
"Yes, Professor Zhao, it is your example that has led me well. And according to what you said, isn't our research meant to help people with the surname Zhao?"
"You must come here to help with the research this year. I have my own illustrations of the grafting steps. I will send them over tomorrow!"
“…”
The students also expressed their deepest admiration.
The aroma of meat wafted over from the kitchen.
This is. . .
Lamb flavor??
The aroma of mutton from the grassland is much better than that eaten in the wild.
Moreover, even if they are formally employed, they are still people from the county town who receive a death salary.
It's not possible to eat mutton at any time.
There are no sheep in Northeast China, so it is considered good if we can eat them once a year.
No one spoke at this time, after all, drool would flow as soon as you opened your mouth.
Even Professor Zhao closed his eyes and seemed to be pretending to sleep, otherwise the way he kept swallowing his saliva would be really embarrassing!
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