Chapter 259: Al Haisen: Ring
"According to common sense, it seems so." Harold shook his head with a wry smile.
"...according to common sense"? That means there is something else going on.
Dolly did not interrupt at this time, but just looked at Harold quietly.
"Not only the hybridization experiment, I also have a liar that is in the process of evolving," Harold briefly described Xiao Shiba's condition, then said with a smile.
"I understand everything you said, including what you didn't say, but this may be an opportunity that most scholars will never encounter in their lifetime. I must stay in the rain forest."
How can the fruit-bearing flower not be considered a pregnant woman? Every hybrid offspring is my good-old son. Touching them is touching me. One must have this awareness when doing scientific research.
Harold said in his heart.
The most important thing is that I don't want to go to the desert to brush up my reputation. It's too troublesome. I don't even want to be a sage, let alone the uncrowned king of the desert. These are obstacles on the road to my peaceful life and must be eliminated.
As for how to grow rice in the desert without obstacles, I had already thought about it, and started making arrangements since the first year I came here, so there was no need to get involved myself.
"As my best friend, considerate Master Dolly, you understand me, right?" said Harold.
"I don't understand. As a businessman, especially a big businessman who works for Mora all day, I really find it difficult to understand the thinking of you scholars."
Dolly twisted her long sideburns with one finger in distress, and said helplessly, "But I respect all those who work hard for their dreams.
Okay, okay, I know what you mean, so I will let the leader of the caravan be my agent for now."
Harold nodded with satisfaction and asked, "When do we leave?"
"Today, right now," Dolly replied.
Then, she raised her voice and shouted, "Hey, you guys, have you finished eating?! That one over there, and that one!
I haven’t even finished a steamed bun in half an hour! Are you going to stay here until tomorrow? ! "
The merchants and mercenaries who were eating did not dare to respond, but they silently quickened their eating speed, making the clinking of their bowls and plates make a loud noise.
Dolly sighed heavily and said to Harold, "Look, I paid for them to have a good meal before they set off, but they ate so stiffly. I've never seen them so polite before."
"You've been standing here all the time, putting too much pressure on them," Harold whispered.
"I won't eat them. They just come and look at my goods, my Mora. Is that not okay? I guess I need to show my face more often in the future to let these people get used to it." Dolly touched the ahoge on her head in annoyance.
Harold nodded in agreement, said goodbye to Dolly, and took a look at the experimental fields here.
His students took good care of the rice. The rice grew very tall, with full leaves, and looked green from a distance. In Kawanyi, which was full of sandy land, it was like a small oasis.
So it is natural that this place has become a wonder of Kawanyi. The residents here were extremely surprised when they learned that these crops were actually rice.
The residents of Kawanyi love to eat rice. In this area where ordinary rice cannot survive, the famous specialty food is the rice-based animal rice dish.
But the rice they use is transported from the heart of the rainforest where there is abundant water. In their impression, rice should grow where there is plenty of water.
So when they learned that there was a kind of rice that could be grown in sandy land with scarce water resources and alkaline soil, many residents of Kawanyi became excited. They consciously treated Harold's team, who were researching this rice, as guests of honor and asked them whether this kind of rice could be popularized.
"Mr. Harold, your rice has grown a lot taller! At this rate, we should be able to see rice ears next month, right?" An old man in a white robe, with dry cheeks and dark skin, said to Harold excitedly.
"Yes, this kind of rice grows faster than ordinary rice. Well... the sunshine is really good... maybe we can harvest it next month." Harold said with a smile.
This growth rate once again caused the people watching by the rice field to exclaim in admiration. Although they had heard similar answers from several of Harold's disciples,
In order to satisfy the curiosity of the residents, Harold even put up a sign next to the rice field to explain in detail the growth cycle and function of this rice.
They knew that this kind of rice was not tasty because it was too rough and different from the rice they used to make local specialties.
In Harold's words, "If given a choice, most people would choose ordinary rice. The biggest contribution of this rice to the local area is to improve the soil quality, but this is an extremely long process."
It's good to improve the soil quality, but the effect is not visible in a short time. For those who were born on the border of the desert rainforest, green is so lovely! Just watching crops growing in the yellow sand is a pleasing thing.
Harold checked the growth of rice in the experimental field and left quickly. Although he refused again and again, a basket of bird eggs laid by some unknown bird was stuffed into his hand. Then more people reached into the basket and stuffed red fruit, fried peanuts, animal meat and other things into it.
When Harold rushed out of the crowd, he had to use his hands to protect the bamboo basket on his arm to prevent the bacon hanging precariously on the edge of the basket from falling.
He walked to the research institute and arrived at the Huacheng Castle through the teleportation anchor. Under Dixia's shocked gaze, he placed the full basket on the laboratory table.
"Food for the next few days." Harold freed his hands to tidy up his messy shawl and said to Dixia.
Dixia said "Oh" and picked up the book to read again.
How come this Dishia seems to be heading in the direction of El Haisen? Harold muttered to himself, and then came to the student dormitory.
The three people who were taking lunch break saw Harold coming, and immediately stood up and lined up in front of the door.
Haroldt just had nothing to do for the time being, so he wanted to be a bit of a jerk by coming over to the student's place to put some pressure on him, so after checking the placement of the experimental equipment, he put his hands behind his back and prepared to leave.
Leisurely days are good, nothing to do, go home and read. Harold was in a very happy mood.
So my mentor had this mentality back then. I have to say, it’s really cool, Harold thought.
Seeing Harold was about to leave, Radu quickly stepped forward and said:
"Teacher, I sprayed 2.8kg/hm-2 of 'Jia Rang Zhi Hui' on ten freshmen lilies yesterday. One of them had a leaf scorched today, but it is not in danger of death.
I don’t think it’s necessary to adjust the concentration of the drug. In my previous tests, the effect of ‘Jia Rang Zhi Hui’ on promoting female sex in sub-monoecious plants is limited, and adjusting the concentration may not achieve the expected effect. ”
"Your judgment is correct. I have read your research records. If you don't say anything, it means there is no problem."
Harold said in his heart, my foolish disciples, how could you not even have this little judgment.
Radu nodded thoughtfully.
Harold returned to his home in Xumi City. It was only noon. Kavi was at the construction site and Elhaisen was at work. There was no one at home. He ate something casually and read a book while lying on the bed.
In the evening, he heard the sound of keys turning, looked at the time, and guessed that it was Elhaisen who came back from get off work.
I wonder what he felt on his first day at work. After all, a clerk is considered a high-ranking official in the Magisterium and is the one who has contact with the most documents. I wonder if Azar Laoden has thought of winning him over.
Haroldt thought a lot but was too lazy to move. He just changed his posture and continued reading. Elhaisen didn't make any other noise, probably because he was reading.
Three hours later, as it gradually darkened, Harold heard the sound of the key turning again, but this time he could infer the person's eagerness or excitement from the sound of the doorknob turning and the door being pushed open.
Kavi is back. I see. This is a very novel experience.
Harold thought about it and turned the page of the book in his hand. Then he heard Kavi's voice:
"El Haisen! What's that around your neck?!"
"It couldn't be more obvious, couldn't our great architect even recognize the ring?"
Elhaisen's tone remained calm.