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Chapter 177 Good news keeps coming(2/3)

For a total of 600 acres of land, the seeds alone would weigh nearly two tons.

Lin Zhensheng did not choose the same 100 acres as before, but divided the acres equally among other crops except red pepper.

These seeds were carefully cultivated in the hydroponic room. They started working last night and didn't finish until this morning. It was really not easy.

However, with them, the seed survival rate is very high, and it takes less time to plant, and it matures one day earlier than before.

That’s great~

All the way west, the soles of my feet were sticky and obviously felt wet.

Unfortunately, it takes time to make a stone foundation, otherwise Lin Zhensheng would upgrade it in minutes.

Metal smelting plant, formerly a blacksmith shop.

"Hello, Lord."

"Lord."

The citizens were very surprised to see Lin Zhensheng coming. After all, Lin Zhensheng didn't come often.

Lin Zhensheng told them what to do, and he found the person in charge of the metal smelting plant and expressed his thoughts.

"Lord, how long does the lightning rod you mentioned need to be?"

"Um..."

Lin Zhensheng was confused by the question. He had never thought about this question. He estimated the height of the stone house and said, "More than six meters?"

The citizen's eyes widened, as if he had heard something incredible. He blinked and thought for more than ten minutes, and finally said with a frown: "Lord, we can't do it."

"Huh?"

Lin Zhensheng was shocked.

This thing is very simple in his mind. Isn't it just a big iron rod inserted into the ground to draw away thunder and lightning? Why can't it be done?

"Then how many meters can we make?"

"Lord, this is not a question of how many meters, but a question of forging techniques and materials."

When the citizen saw that Lin Zhensheng had gone into a misunderstanding, he immediately argued: "The former can be remedied by using a furnace, but there is no iron in the lightning rod. They are all made of copper."

"Is there anything else to say?"

"Of course! The internal resistance of the two is different."

"Then it means it can't be built? There's no way at all?"

"Yes, Lord."

"Hmm."

Lin Zhensheng took a deep breath and realized that his trip was in vain.

Okay.

If you can't make it, you can't make it. Then think of a way.

Wandering back to the base camp, I found that the mushroom house was completed.

Pushing the door open, the room has no windows and is extremely dark inside.

Lin Zhensheng carried the wall lamp and gradually went deeper into it.

On both sides are very neat wooden shelves, occupying the entire room.

The shelf is empty, there are no gadgets, it should be the place where the bacteria sticks are placed.

Check the territory warehouse, the production of oyster mushroom sticks has been completed.

Lin Zhensheng did not put it up, but placed it all on the ground and left it to the staff of the mushroom room to operate.

Time passed day by day, and the development of the territory was very stable, without any problems.

Midwinter is very busy, and I went up Meishan Mountain again in the past two days. I heard that there is a problem with the mountain road there and needs to be repaired.

But before he left, he came to see Lin Zhensheng and said that he wanted to use a stone foundation.

As a result, he was rejected by Lin Zhensheng.

Coal Mountain is an open-pit mine, and the mountain road is purely for transporting coal. It does not last forever and cannot be repaired. It can be used and sports cars can be used.

Shengdongdong also understood the stakes and set out with the mission.

The sun was shining brightly today, and before Lin Zhensheng had time to bask in the sun, there was a knock on his door.

"Dang Dang Dang~Dang Dang Dang~"

Lin Zhensheng sat firmly at the table and said: "Come in!"

The citizen pushed the door open, stood in front of Lin Zhensheng, and said respectfully: "Lord, I am the person in charge of Beishan Cattle Farm."

It was impossible for Lin Zhensheng to remember who he was, so he glanced at it, nodded and asked, "Well, what happened?"

"Lord, the bison have been bred these days, and the number has reached twenty-five, and they can join the farming mission."

When Lin Zhensheng heard the news, he stood up immediately, stared at the citizens with good eyes and said: "Twenty-five? Triple the number!"

"Yes, Lord."

Lin Zhensheng said "good" three times in a row and was so excited that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.

Great.

He caught eight cows before, of which there were only three cows. The reproductive capacity of the population can be said to be slightly low.

Look now, the Emperor and Heaven have paid off.

Lin Zhensheng calmed down first and sat firmly on the stool.

This wave of farming has ended long ago. The daily task of farming citizens is to maintain the fields. Cattle are temporarily unavailable, and they cannot help during harvest times.

If you have to help, you can only be responsible for transportation and pulling the truck.

Hmm.

Let’s rest now and wait for the next wave of farming.

"You go back first. We will wait for notification when the cattle are needed on the farmland."

"Yes, Lord."

After the citizens left, Lin Zhensheng felt that his life was getting better and better.

While the two of them were talking, the crops on the farmland were maturing one after another, and the people were entering the harvesting stage.

Lin Zhensheng naturally knew it and knew it well.

Nowadays, the time for crops to mature is short, so it can be done quickly or slowly, so we don’t arrange for other people to help, we just let them harvest by themselves.

Lin Zhensheng works best when drying wheat.

Soon it was noon, and the corn was separated and put into the warehouse, a total of fifteen tons.

It can’t be said to be a bumper harvest. The yield per mu is 130 kilograms, but it can only be said to be reasonable.

After lunch, Lin Zhensheng started the adobe drying tower to preheat and waited for citizens to thresh and dry the wheat.

When winter comes back, the sky is getting late and all the cultivated land has been harvested.

Two cows are pulling the mill, turning round and round, grinding the wheat into powder.

Lin Zhensheng sat aside and watched fascinated.

Sheng Dongdong returned from Li Zhiyuan's warehouse at this time, came to Lin Zhensheng's side and whispered: "The food has been put into storage."

"Oh? How is the overall output?"

Lin Zhensheng asked casually.

“Mediocre.”

A wooden board suddenly appeared in Shengdongdong's hand, with some numbers written in charcoal on it.

"The carrot production capacity is very stable, with a yield of 120 kilograms per mu and a total output of 14.4 tons."

"The performance of flax and cotton is not very satisfactory. It is obviously 20 acres more than last time, but the output is the same, five tons."

"The last thing is wheat flour, including what is being ground, a total of 10.5 tons."

After saying this, Shengdongdong stored the small wooden board in the system warehouse and continued: "Brother, this time we really don't have to worry about food and drink, and we can even sell it to outsiders."

"Yeah, I got it."

Lin Zhensheng just nodded and did not agree with his statement.

In his expectation, the food at home is just the bottom line, and he has to work hard to stock up on hundreds of tons of each item.

Who knows if tomorrow will be like the previous winter, the weather will suddenly change, making it impossible to cultivate the land.

Even if the temperature does not drop now, it will be cloudy and rainy all day long.

Still need to work hard.
To be continued...
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