For the next few days, the Uighur girl walked awkwardly. The female doctor couldn't help but glared at Chen Mu when she saw it. Chen Mu could only laugh back.
Mr. Cheng, who had disappeared for a few days, came back from Muqi City and brought his daughter-in-law back to the capital.
Both the old man and Zhang Ning are public officials, and their positions are quite important, so the vacation time should not be too long. It is said that this time is considered a special treatment.
Cheng Zijun and his wife were reluctant to leave at the airport. Zhang Ning agreed to come back at the end of the year. At that time, Cheng Zijun's big villa should be built. She will bring the children here and stay with Cheng Zijun in Pakistan. River Chinese New Year.
Both Mr. Cheng and Chen Mu were unwilling to talk to this pair of idiots, so they walked aside to talk.
Mr. Cheng has always felt that Chen Mu's situation is very good. As long as he works hard, there may be another old-like character at some time, so he specifically asked Chen Mu a few more words: "Work hard, you are doing very well now. , Many people's eyes have already fallen on you, you may not realize it, but when you encounter problems or difficulties, don't give up lightly, you can go to the leaders of the public office to discuss and solve them, even if the public There is no way to help, but at least it can provide you with policy support."
To put it bluntly, the public has thick thighs, so you have to hug her tightly...
Chen Mu understood what the old man meant, and he has been doing this all the time, so he nodded immediately after hearing this to show that he understood.
A few days after Mr. Cheng and Zhang Ning left, the new season of rice was going to be transplanted and planted.
Because of the experience of the previous season, Chen Mu and the others were much calmer this time, and everyone arranged their work in an orderly manner. Although there were three times more fields, the time was free.
Most of the work can be done by machines, and the farmers hired on the farm can also handle things well. Chen Mu, the Uyghur girl, and the researchers of the Muya Research Institute don’t have to stare at the whole process, and things happen all at once. It just got a whole lot easier.
When the new crop of rice was being transplanted, Quji Teden from Tibet once again came to Muya Forest Farm.
It was the first time for Chen Mu to see this Tibetan. When the Tibetans came, they were received by a female doctor and a Uighur girl. He was not there at the time, so they didn't really meet until then.
"Comrade Qu Ji Cidan, hello, I am Chen Mu, the general manager of Muya Forestry."
Chen Mu introduced himself in fairly standard Tibetan.
Because of climbing K2, he spent more than two months with Tibetan tour guides and learned a little bit of Tibetan, which is a good time to show off.
Qu Jici once heard the local accent from Chen Mu's mouth, he was really happy, he grinned and showed his yellow teeth, and then he also babbled a bunch of Tibetan.
This time, Chen Mu was blinded.
He can only say a few limited words, and when people talk to him seriously, he will show timidity on the spot.
Qu Ji Cidan knew about Chen Mu, knew that Chen Mu had been to climb Chogri Peak, and that the tour guide company he used was established by Tibetans, so he thought that Chen Mu knew a little Tibetan.
Unexpectedly, this person is just a showman. Seeing Chen Mu's embarrassing look, he immediately felt embarrassed, smiled, and took the initiative to switch back to the Xiayu channel: "Hello, Comrade Chen Mu, thank you for your company's support for our work. The leader of our Tibetan Environmental Protection Association is very happy when you have cultivated sandy locust trees that are suitable for our planting, and asked me to come over immediately and buy your seedlings back."
Chen Mu nodded: "Comrade Qu Ji Cidan, please don't be too polite. We have always wanted to cultivate the seedlings at this time, otherwise we will have to wait until next year."
Now that September has just entered, the weather is not too cold, and it is just right for Qu Ji Cidan to transport the seedlings of Sophora japonica back to plant.
Otherwise, after October, the weather will turn cold, and if the seedlings fail to take root deeply in the soil, they will die easily, which is equivalent to white species.
The two sides exchanged a few words, and Chen Mu and the Uighur girl led the Tibetans to the seedling field to see the sand-grown locust trees they had cultivated.
"Comrade Qu Ji Cidan, you see, this is the sand-born locust tree we cultivated.
This batch is about 500,000 plants. Although the quantity is small, you can take it back and try it first. If the effect is good, you can continue to order from us next year.
Although the seedlings are still very small, some plant characteristics are not obvious, but you can get closer and take a closer look. Our sandy locust tree has many root nodes and stem nodes, which is conducive to the resurrection and regeneration of sandy locust tree, which should be suitable for you The growing environment there…”
Chen Mu accompanied friends from Tibet to visit the seedlings of sand-grown locust trees, while introducing them the benefits of sand-grown locust trees. In short, it was a solid product promotion.
After listening to Chen Mu's narration, friends in Tibet are very satisfied, and feel that Muya's sand-grown locust trees may really help them with the problem of desertification here.
Of course, if you are satisfied, you are satisfied, everything will be cheap and good, so Qu Ji Cidan began to ask the price: "Mr. Chen, I don't know how you sell the sandy locust tree? How much is a plant?"
Chen Mu stretched out his finger directly: "If you want all of these 500,000 plants, it will cost you one yuan per plant."
"piece?"
Before Quji Cidan could speak, the eyeballs of another Tibetan beside him couldn't help but round up.
Chen Mu took a look at that person, and remembered that Qu Jicidan had introduced him to him just now. He seemed to be a purchaser of their Tibet Environmental Protection Association, and his name seemed to be Dangna Cairen.
He ignored the man and continued, "That's right, it's one yuan per plant. If you can't get the 500,000 plants, then the price of these sand-grown locust trees will be one yuan per plant."
Hearing this, Na Cairen couldn't help it again: "Mr. Chen, aren't your seedlings a bit expensive? For normal sand-grown locust trees, you only need 30 cents if you buy more than 3,000 plants. You only need one plant, and you need 500,000 plants, this... this is really too expensive."
"Our sand-grown locust tree is bought at this price."
Chen Mu spread out his hands, showing a helpless expression, and then explained to Qu Ji Cidan sincerely: "Comrade Qu Ji Cidan, our sand-grown locust tree was bred with our most advanced breeding technology. The special seed is already applying for a patent, and it is estimated that the patent application will be successful in the National Patent Office soon.
We have spent a lot of effort on this sandy locust tree, so I can tell you in charge that it is worth the price.
Moreover, our sand-grown locust tree is completely different from ordinary sand-grown locust trees. According to the environmental conditions in the swollen area you described to us before, our sand-grown locust tree is very suitable for you, as long as you buy it back and plant it Yes, we will know the effect soon. We are very confident in this point. Now it is up to you to decide. "