Chapter 71: Tricking the Flower Dancer and the Fungus Pig Knight
However, the mentors of the Life Theory School still feel that a more cautious attitude should be taken towards this project.
Zacharias opened the cage and let the three-times-larger mouse lie on his palm. The mouse could just use his large palm as a suitable bed.
Zacharias used his left index finger to wrap around the overlong tail of the white rat and whispered to a mentor with whom he had a good relationship, "I'm going to take this to Nafis to see. I'm sure he has never seen such a big rat in his life. I wonder if it can scare him to death."
The man replied: "It would be better to paint it red or green."
Another instructor took out a magnifying glass and observed the mouse's head. "To be on the safe side, we need to take a blood sample and ask Lord Nafis to do a physical examination on it."
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After discussion, they all agreed that they needed to take two or three giant white mice back to the Islamic Mosque to continue observing their changes.
This result was also expected. After all, when it comes to food safety, one can never be too cautious. Haroldt did not think this was a question of his own achievements.
Then, he took out the tubers of the Dun Dun peach, which was twice as sweet. Because he was worried that accidents might happen if he planted them rashly and these hard-earned tubers would be destroyed, he initially only tried to plant six or twenty tubers in the Huachengguo area. Now those Dun Dun peaches have produced fruits, but they are not yet ripe.
Harold: "The plantation owner Hamid Arafat accidentally discovered a double sweet peach in his plantation, and carefully preserved its tubers to plant a peach forest. These tubers came to my laboratory through the hands of the big businessman Dolly Sango Mahabayi. If Xumi's peach sugar industry flourishes in the next two years, they have made an indelible contribution."
Zacharias clapped his hands and exclaimed: "What a discerning eye! What a discerning eye!"
"Sometimes farmers and plantation owners can find a lot of surprises in the land, so I say it's important to have a good relationship with them. You can go to the plantations more often when you have nothing to do. Don't just focus on the one acre and three mu of Zenna Garden. Those mushroom piglets just won't listen."
"Mushroom pigs know to run to where there are more fruits. They are not as good as mushroom pigs. At least mushroom pigs won't talk back to you."
“The planting area is there...”
"Are there not many young people who look down on others all day long? Some of them always think that they are nobler than farmers because they are scholars. Where have they forgotten the rules of our Amiritto Academy and the teachings of Lord Nafis..."
Zacharias: "So what they write is garbage, and if you point it out to them, they'll think you're targeting them—"
Several people took a piece of peach tuber each and observed it with a magnifying glass while chatting.
The mentors of the Shenglun School were very familiar with the most common plant in Xumi, the Dun Dun peach. They could not tell the difference between these tubers and those of ordinary Dun Dun peaches with the naked eye, so they began to try to touch them with their hands and smell them with their noses.
In order to prevent people from licking it, Harold said hurriedly, "The taste is no different from ordinary peach tubers. If the teachers are curious, they can take a piece back to study."
He had already gnawed it.
Several instructors stopped their actions with some regret. Getting the tubers was indeed a pleasant surprise. They did not refuse them. They all prayed in their hearts that they could finish the assessment quickly so that they could plant them in pots and go back to sleep early.
Four hours later, all the Dun Dun peaches turned into Dun Dun peach juice and were clarified. The juice changed from pink to light pink. Seeing that the tutors were really bored, Harold simply called Xiao Shiba out.
A two-meter-tall monster stood in front of them. Several instructors were no longer sleepy. They all stared at the purple elemental creature in front of them in astonishment.
There was no way. The eight of them could not put together a complete Eye of God, and ordinary people had a natural fear of monsters.
Harold said, "Little Eighteen, dance."
The purple honeysuckle immediately waved its leaves and twisted its waist, performing a dance that had no aesthetic appeal at all.
Well...I performed exceptionally well, and danced better than usual.
Harold sighed in his heart, regardless of the stunned or indescribable expressions of his mentors.
Xiao Shiba has a really strong learning ability. If it continues like this, maybe I can teach it to mop the floor in the future, and then I won’t have to spend time cleaning.
Don't even think about asking it to cook. It's too difficult for Hua without hands. It's more reliable to capture a Hillilchurl and enslave him than to teach Hua how to cook.
After Xiao Shiba finished dancing, Harold said to the instructors, "These are the tamed Liarflowers. Xiao Shiba has the highest IQ among them. It can understand complex instructions and respond. The intelligence of the other Liarflowers is not at this level, but they can also let me extract nectar according to my requirements."
When the instructors heard this, they realized that Haroldt was not asking them to watch the dance performance to kill time. What was important was what was behind this ugly dance.
"They are more obedient than ordinary livestock. If all the tame flowers can reach this standard, the public will no longer be afraid of artificially bred lilies. Then I believe that more people will be willing to work as lily breeders in the future."
"I suddenly have a good idea. Let's cheat on the flower float parade and put it in the celebration of the birthday of the flower god. What do you think?"
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"The Prank Flower is too dangerous. It would be better if we could find a way to make it lose its ability to fight."
"What we need are more obedient offspring of the liar. If we can lower their IQ and make them unaware that they possess this power, would it be safer?"
"This is against the rules of the academy."
"Prank Flower is not a living thing, it's a monster! A monster! The rules of Amirita Academy don't say you can't do this!"
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The tutors were talking in a flurry, and two of them were almost about to start a quarrel. Harold took advantage of this opportunity to lock up Little Eighteen.
By the time Xiao Shiba could no longer provide the mentors with more topics, another two hours had passed. At this time, the Dun Dun peach juice had finished settling and entered the evaporation tank to be evaporated and concentrated.
Harold simply sat down and waited quietly.
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After a few more hours, the centrifuge gradually throws out the molasses and sifts out the sucrose crystals, and then the sugar crystals are dried to obtain white sugar.
After the final process was completed, Haroldt collected the sugar and the peach dregs left over after sugar making, weighed them, packed them into small glass bottles and handed them to the instructors.
Harold: "The residue left after making sugar from sweet flowers contains a lot of cellulose, which can be used as fuel or papermaking material. The residue from making sugar from Dun Dun peaches does not have so much fiber, but it can also be used to make feed.
In Xumi, the price of Dun Dun peaches is much lower than that of Tian Tian flowers. The total amount of sugar produced by making sugar from Dun Dun peaches, which are twice as sweet, is four times higher than that produced from making sugar from Tian Tian flowers of the same price. If the great sage reads my research report and is willing to increase efforts to promote Dun Dun peach sugar production and call on plantation owners to plant Dun Dun peaches, the price of sugar will be even lower. "
Several mentors tasted the candy and gave Harold a high score in their hearts. They planned to sign their names on the research review report immediately after returning.
Finally, Harold invited all the mentors to visit his experimental field in Huacheng Castle. Thanks to the help of forest rangers and surrounding villagers, no wild animals or other scholars destroyed his research results. The peaches in the field were growing well and had already produced green fruits.
The instructors squatted down and counted the number of fruits produced by each Dun Dun peach plant, which were between 7 and 10.
Harold looked at the plants in the field and said with some regret: "If we can cultivate Dun Dun peaches that are four times sweeter or a Dun Dun peach plant that can produce 20 fruits, I believe the price of refined sugar will be one tenth of what it is now."
He actually hoped that he would be able to discover a surprise when he first planted Dun Dun Peaches, just like a novice who thinks he can get a double yellow when he first draws ten times.
He hoped to find mutant branches, leaves, and flowers among the twenty Dun Dun peach trees, but so far nothing has happened.
Maybe the fruit will mutate in a positive direction? For example, the fruit will grow twice as big, or mature earlier, Harold thought optimistically.
At this time, Harold noticed the sound coming from the bottom of the mountain. Looking down, he saw a man riding a mushroom boar running along the mountain road, with a group of mushroom boars following behind him.
A teacher also noticed the movement down the mountain. After seeing the pig rider wearing the student uniform of the teaching house, he frowned and asked, "Who is that?"
"It seems to be Awen, the guy whose papers were rejected for three consecutive years. Not long ago, he had a quarrel with his supervisor because of a sudden change in the research direction. I heard that he ignored his supervisor's warning and ran to Huachengguo to raise pigs."
Harold: "It's Senior Awen. We talked before."
He tamed the beasts of burden two months ago and put bridles and saddles on them, using them as mounts to observe plants in the wild or catch mushroom beasts. Occasionally, he would ride them to a quiet place to read.
After seeing this, Awen was inspired and customized a saddle and reins for the king of the mushroom pigs he raised. Every day he rode the mushroom pig and led a group of mushroom pigs through the city.
But his behavior did not bring any impact to the surrounding residents, and according to him, letting the mushroom pig run can promote blood circulation in the mushroom pig's legs, and then the mushroom pig leg meat will become more delicious.
It makes sense. Pigs that exercise consume more energy, grow slowly, have better meat quality, and a high lean meat rate. In his previous life, he preferred to eat wild boar meat rather than domestic pork.
But Harold couldn't help laughing every time, mainly because of an anti-Japanese drama "Raise the O" he watched when he was a child. When he saw Awen riding a pig, he thought of the colonel riding a pig.
Harold held back his laughter as he relayed Awen's words to the other teachers, who then began to talk in low voices.
"That's a good idea. I heard that his new research topic is to make mushroom pork more delicious, but it's impossible to write a good paper starting from this aspect."
"He should start by improving the feed or the breed. His current method is obviously not suitable for large-scale mushroom pig breeding."
"The spirit is commendable, but it will be another piece of news if it is passed to the House of Ordinances."
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In short, the mentors were not optimistic about this project.
Harold thought Awen's idea was good. It would be even better if he could buy a hill and raise wild mushroom pigs. In his previous life, there was a wild boar farmer who did this, and the wild boar meat from his family was particularly delicious.
But Awen probably doesn't have that much money. It's quite difficult to find a place in the rainforest where mushroom pigs can be raised freely. There is no surveillance, so it's impossible to understand the situation of the mushroom pigs in real time. It will be a lot of trouble to catch the mushroom pigs later.
Wild boars are not like domestic pigs that can be slaughtered at will. They run fast and have strong fighting power. In the previous life, the wild boar owner was defeated by the wild boar the first time he caught one in the mountains under his control.
Later, he adopted the method of gradually reducing the enclosure area, and then working with multiple people to gradually force the pigs into the trap, and only then did he succeed in catching the wild boars he raised.
This was too much effort. Later on, pork sales became a big problem. If it was sold at a high price, no one would buy it because it didn't taste good. If it was sold at a low price, he would definitely lose money. In the end, he only started to make money by cooperating with surrounding farmers to run farm stays.
Huh? I was thinking about Awen's topic, why did you bring up making money again?