May 14, 2012 08:13:21.
Earth, USA, Los Angeles.
Egg Restaurant.
The briefcase was placed on the ordering table.
"Welcome, Marcus, what's for dinner today?"
The waitress lifted the kettle and poured a glass of water for the visitor.
"Good morning, Shirley..." Marcus replied weakly, first flipped through the order list spread out in front of him, and then looked up at the small blackboard of "Today's Specials": "... Sandwiches, two Eggs... well, an egg."
"Please wait."
The waitress turned around, turned on the oven and the omelette machine, and turned to ask the customer who hadn't seen him for a few days: "Marcus, I haven't seen you for a few days, what happened?"
"Who can be okay now?" The customer who hadn't seen him for a few days sighed, "Damn Wu Qingchen is hanging in the sky, the damn boss closed the company, and damn me, I can only look for a damn new position everywhere."
"Relax, Marcus, you'll find a new job."
"Maybe..." Marcus was depressed. "I'm running out of money... damn celestial event! damn apartment rent! damn credit cards! Why don't they go out of business with them?"
At this time, the familiar melody sounded, and the TV screen hanging on the right side of the restaurant floated the icon of the BBC.
"Julie Candler broadcasts the bbc news for you.
Fifteen minutes ago, Mr. Wu Qingchen, the representative of the earth, completed the crucial step of moving the honeycomb in the "Mill Strategy" in the village of Aikeli in the medieval world.
This step is consolidative. Mr. Wu Qingchen will further help the residents of the medieval world to solve the problems of hunger and lack of reserves.
It is foreseeable that this measure, which is beneficial to the lords, freemen, and serfs of Akeli village at the same time, will greatly enhance the prestige of Mr. Wu Qingchen in the medieval world, especially among the poor.
According to the analysis of the think tank, after the effect of this step appears, Mr. Wu Qingchen is likely to use this impressive method to enter the field of vision of the higher-level rulers of the territory. "
"Move the cell... key steps... rulers..."
The waitress was making sandwiches and frowning as she listened to the narrative on the news.
The news is over.
Putting the plate containing the sandwiches in front of Master, the waitress pointed to the TV and asked troubledly, "Hi, Mr. Markus, do you know what this news means?"
"Who knows? Who knows what that son of a bitch kidnapper did?"
While waiting for breakfast, Mr. Markas had been carefully studying the job information on the mobile phone page, and did not look at the TV at all.
"That..." Shirley tried to explain to Marcus, "Mr. Wu Qingchen moved the beehive."
"The accurate statement is...Mr. Wu Qingchen completed the key steps of moving the honeycomb, laying a solid foundation for the preparation of the "Mill Strategy" project and the next step of material collection."
An unfamiliar voice came in from near the glass door that had just been pushed open.
This is a middle-aged man wearing glasses and a decent suit.
"Welcome, sir."
The middle-aged man sat down and directly ordered the top few items on the menu: "Citrus Banana Cream Toast, Pot Baked Egg, Salmon Benedict and Potato Pancakes, thank you."
"Oh man, you've had a good meal." Marcus turned his head when he heard the breakfast costing more than fifty dollars.
"When there is good news, why not eat better?"
"Good news? What good news?"
"Isn't it in your phone?" The middle-aged man pointed to Marcus' phone.
"It's just a job information platform."
"An hour ago, the White House released all the instructions of the "Grinding Mill Strategy" on all telecommunications service providers, websites, platforms, broadcasts, and advertising screens. When you turned on your phone, was it so difficult that you didn't see it?"
"I'm used to squatting on the toilet when I turn on my phone, and when the page pops up, it's also my critical moment!"
"Hey, Marcus!" Shirley quickly stopped Marcus's nonsense, and pointed to the left side of the order counter: "Sir, are you talking about these things?"
The middle-aged man turned his head sideways, and Xueli pointed at three piles of thick promotional albums, stacked higher than a person.
"What is this..." Marcus took a copy, and sure enough, he saw the cover that was exactly the same as the mobile phone screen when squatting on the toilet, and the advertisement screen when taking the subway dozens of minutes ago, "It seems to be this, where is this thing? here?"
"Half an hour ago, the police car brought it in, requiring every store to send a copy to customers... Leave them alone." Shirley pointed to the TV: "Sir, can you tell me about the news?"
"It's clearly stated here..." The middle-aged man shook the album in his hand, "It's much clearer than what was stated in the news."
"Tell me, tell poor Shirley..." Marcus tapped on the table: "She's been all c-s since middle school."
"Well, for a more delicious breakfast." The middle-aged man pointed to the platform where the breakfast was made, and after seeing Shirley nodded vigorously, he said again: "Do you know honey?"
"I know!" Marcus took a bite of the sandwich, pointing to the viscous liquid inside: "Sweet thing."
"Sir, I know honey... and I also know that what this fool is pointing at is ketchup... the red one next to it is honey!" Shirley said with a dissatisfied expression, "Hi, Master... Don't be kidding, please Mr. Wei, tell us why we need to move the beehive."
"Sorry..." Marcus was a little embarrassed, "Sir, please don't mind, I'm just in a bad mood."
"It's okay, there are too few people in a good mood now..." The middle-aged man didn't care, and sighed slightly: "I hope the good news can make you happier."
"Sir..." Seeing that Marcus had already apologized, Shirley asked again, "Why did Mr. Wu Qingchen move the beehive? Didn't he already have his own beehive..."
"Please look here." The middle-aged man spread out the album in his hand, flipped through two pages, and put it in front of Shirley: "Look here, the three most important animals to humans in the ancient agricultural history."
Shirley looked over, and there were pictures of a cow, a sheep, and a group of bees.
"Look at these three cuties..." The middle-aged man gestured with his fingers one by one, "Farming cattle, it was publicized a few days ago. You should know that this is the most important source of labor for agricultural activities before the advent of machinery."
A man and a woman nodded repeatedly. —In the corner of the Dandan restaurant, there are several other thick stacks of picture albums, which are also part of the overwhelming publicity in the past few days.
"Sheep, at latitudes where agricultural land is scarce or not conducive to the survival of fiber crops and silkworms, wool is the main source of clothing."
This point was also widely publicized, and a man and a woman continued to nod.
"However..." The middle-aged man pointed to the third animal: "Whether it's cattle or sheep, even if you add up these two animals, their contribution to human beings is far inferior to that of bees."
"Is honey so important? Even without this..." Shirley pointed to the sandwich that Marcus took a few bites, the sticky honey was slowly flowing down the lettuce into the plate, "and tomato sauce, or Butter is also delicious!"
"It's not for honey!" The middle-aged man shook his head gently, quickly flipped through a few pages of the album, and stopped at a large page of blooming flowers, "Do you know this?"
Shirley and Marcus carefully identified, among the white flowers covering the entire picture, two ragged, stooped figures were buried under the flowers, struggling to deal with the weeds that grew secretly.
Shirley immediately recognized these two familiar characters: "This is Wu Qingchen, the child Wu Qingchen became when he entered the Middle Ages world, and this is Idra, Wu Qingchen/Loth's elder brother..."
"This is the farmland of Wu Qingchen's family." Markas's answer was much more concise.
"Not these." The middle-aged man said that both of them were wrong, and he clicked on the white flowers several times: "Look at these flowers, and there are flowering plants."
"This flower..." After hesitating for a long time, Shirley tentatively said, "...is it edible?"
"Of course it's for eating!" Marcus squinted at Shirley: "Will the medieval world still be idle in planting flowers?"
"What kind of plant is this?" Shirley ignored Markas, thinking carefully about the plants she had seen.
The result, of course, was nothing. ——Shirley doesn't know a few plants at all. How many urban residents in modern society have a deep understanding of plants
"What kind of plant is there? In fact, there is no definite answer yet. But..." The middle-aged man considered his words: "From the many characteristics of this plant, we... cough... the research department has discovered a crucial favorable factor. "
Shirley and Marcus showed confused expressions in coordination, completely oblivious to the sudden pause and cover-up of the middle-aged man's words just now.
"Here it is..." The middle-aged man turned over a few more pages. The new page was an enlarged image of a white-flowered plant. According to the explanatory text on the right side of the page, the middle-aged man read:
"... Therefore, the plant has both taproot system, creeping adventitious root; erect stem, smooth edges and corners, mature cavity; round kidney-shaped leaves; muddy inflorescence and other extremely distinctive features... The plant and Angiosperms, Dicotyledons, Polygonaceae, Polygonideae, Buckwheat genus, buckwheat species are quite close."
"What does this mean?" The expressions on Shirley and Marcus' faces were even more confused.
The middle-aged man didn't answer directly, and continued to turn the pages below.
For several consecutive pages, there are enlarged images of flowers, with white flowers on the left and right.
"Did you see it?"
Following the trajectory traced by the middle-aged man's fingers, Shirley and Marcus soon discovered that the flowers on both sides were similar in appearance, but the stamens inside were different.
"The two kinds of flowers seem to be different?"
"That's right..." The middle-aged man nodded slowly: "The characteristic of this plant, or a great characteristic of the buckwheat genus, is that hermaphrodite flowers have male and female stamens."
"Wow, cool!" Marcus moved his head closer to the album, "Which one is the wave flower? Which one is the girl flower?"
"It's a bougainvillea, but it's not important." Shirley showed a slight discomfort, but the middle-aged man pushed the album to Marcus indifferently: "The important thing is that, like human beings, many plants reproduce The system also needs to mate before it can give birth to the next generation of crystals."
"Wow! That's cool!"
"However, what is different from humans is..." The middle-aged man continued to explain: "The flowers of plants cannot move on their own, so their mating requires the help of other forces."
"What help? Banknotes? What is the dollar bill in the plant world?" Markus smiled today, or the first in recent days.
"There are many such forces. Insect vectors, wind vectors, water vectors, and bird vectors can all help plants mate."
"And for most plants, especially the androgynous buckwheat species, the most powerful and important flower vector is..."
Having said that, the middle-aged man stopped.
Shirley and Marcus had already blurted out the latter answer: "Bee!"
Marcus couldn't wait to ask: "The most powerful, how powerful is it?"
"Different plants have different effects, and there is no completely unified data."
The middle-aged man turned to the last few pages of the album: "Cross-pollinated crops such as buckwheat only rely on wind and bird vectors, and the seed setting rate is only 10% to 15%. If there are a large number of bees, help other With sufficient pollination, the number of grains per plant can increase by 37% to 81%... Do you know what this data means?"
"Actually..." Shirley continued to be confused, and Marcus was also embarrassed, "My math has always been c-"
"This data means that there is no need for any whimsical ideas, let alone inventions. Mr. Wu Qingchen completed the key steps 15 minutes ago. As long as we continue, we can easily increase the grain production in the medieval world by 80%, or even It's 200%!"
Speaking of which, the middle-aged man took a sip of water leisurely, looking at Shirley and Marcus who were stunned, as if they were holding fragrant coffee, "How is it? Mr. Marcus, is this good news?"
"Ding ding ding..." At this moment, the screen of the mobile phone in Markas' hand lit up.
"Hello, I'm Marcus... what... really... ok... ok... no problem... no no no... don't mind... sure... thank you... thank you so much..."
Putting down the phone, Marcus' expression was full of surprise.
"Do you believe it? Shirley!" He yelled loudly: "The damn boss called me, the damn company is not going to close, and I can go to the damn shift again!"
"Congratulations! Mr. Markus..." Shirley smiled, and brought a plate with eggs in front of Markus: "...your eggs."
"Wow... why do you torture yourself?" Marcus suddenly said to himself, and then took the menu from the middle-aged man: "Shirley, I want citrus banana cream toast, and I want pan baked Eggs, and I want salmon Benedict hash browns!"
After ordering these, Marcus gently raised his water glass and pointed at the middle-aged man in front of him: "When there is good news, you should eat better... Thank you for your explanation."
Two cups filled with clean water touched lightly.
"Respect Wu Qingchen."
"To the son-of-a-bitch kidnapper."
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