The Heaven’s Jailer

After confirming that the theme of Nanshan’s development is ecological farms, the human resources department of Zhongyu Tourism immediately began to recruit relevant personnel. Since the main business is picking gardens and farmhouses, the real front-line employees are naturally mainly experienced farmers , Liu Lang thought that Pei's family used to grow vegetables, so he called Pei Zhuang.

Pei Zhuang is in charge of the current several greenhouses.

"Mr. Liu, why are you here?" Pei Zhuang looked up and saw Liu Lang.

Now he is an employee of Zhongyu Tourism, and Liu Lang is the boss, so naturally he cannot be called by his first name.

"It's okay to come and see, are you used to working here?" Liu Lang asked with a smile.

"I'm used to it. Although I'm going to work, I'm still farming. It's not much different from before." Pei Zhuang said hastily.

Liu Lang is the great benefactor of their entire Pei family. If it wasn't for Liu Lang, his younger sister Pei Meng would definitely have married Tian Dewang's stupid son. Now, with Liu Lang's help, Pei Meng has returned to school. In order to have a stable job and income, according to the salary system of Zhongyu Tourism, as the person in charge of the greenhouse, Pei Zhuang can receive a salary of more than 4,000 per month. If he performs well, there will be a part of the bonus. It's like heaven here.

"That's good. I just saw your frowning face. Is there any difficulty?" Liu Lang asked.

"It's in the greenhouse. We planted some vegetables more than ten days ago, but now they are not growing well, and some of the seeds haven't even germinated." Pei Zhuang said honestly.

He has been growing vegetables since he was a child. Although he has no experience in greenhouses, he thought it would be no different to grow vegetables in peaceful fields. Before planting, the land was watered, the soil was turned over, and fertilizer was applied. It stands to reason that there should be no problems. But something went wrong. At first, Pei Zhuang suspected it was a problem with the seeds, but later found that all kinds of fruits and vegetables planted had problems with the seedlings turning yellow or the seeds not germinating.

"That's it!" Liu Lang grew up in the city. His only experience was in planting herbs and trees. He really didn't have much say in growing vegetables.

"But it doesn't matter. We have invited Professor Deng from the Agricultural University, and he will come to help find out the reason soon." Pei Zhuang said confidently.

Just as they were talking, a commercial vehicle from Zhongyu Tourism drove into the scene.

The car door opened, and Sun Shixun, the manager of the external relations department, got out of the car accompanied by an old man in his sixties.

As a tourism company, Zhongyu Company has a lot of external affairs. The main task of the External Relations Department is to contact and receive some cooperative units or individuals.

Liu Lang looked at the old man. His hair was gray, his skin was dark, and his hands looked extremely rough. It looked like he had been doing manual labor outdoors for a long time.

Seeing that Liu Lang was there, Sun Shixun hurried over to say hello, "Mr. Liu!"

"En." Liu Lang nodded, then turned his gaze to the old man: "Who is this?"

"Oh, this is Professor Deng Wubao from Nanshan Agricultural University. Professor Deng is a well-known agricultural expert in China. This time, he came to help us solve the problem of growing vegetables in greenhouses." Sun Shixun helped to introduce.

Afterwards, he said to Deng Wubao: "Professor Deng, this is our boss of Zhongyu Tourism, Liu Lang, Mr. Liu."

"Liu Lang, I know you!" Deng Wubao nodded with a straight face, "You are a professor at the School of Management of Nanshan University, right? There are a lot of news about you on the Internet. I didn't expect you to start a company. Does Nanshan University allow teachers to do business?"

Liu Lang was suddenly depressed, he didn't say a word, how did he get hatred? When Deng Wubao spoke, he seemed to be finding fault.

"Professor Deng, I only work part-time at Nanshan University, and I don't have any personnel relations with Nanshan University, so starting a company should not violate any principles!" After all, he was invited by his own company, and Liu Lang was quite polite to Deng Wubao.

"If that's the case, there shouldn't be any problem." Deng Wubao had a straight-forward personality at first glance.

After listening to Liu Lang's explanation, he nodded, and his attitude immediately became less cold.

Liu Lang sighed. Many people who engage in scientific research are like birds, and they are totally ignorant of the world. This Deng Wubao's character is somewhat similar to Zhang Xinhua, the vice president of the Mu Group.

"Okay, show me the situation of the greenhouse." Deng Wubao is a practical type, and he doesn't talk nonsense, going straight to the point.

Pei Zhuang hurriedly led Deng Wubao into the greenhouse, and Sun Shixun naturally wanted to follow. Liu Lang thought about it, and followed in to hear the situation.

"How long have these vegetables been grown?" Deng Wubao asked with a glance.

"About thirteen days!" Pei Zhuang replied after thinking for a while.

Deng Wubao nodded, then squatted down and began to inspect the seedlings that came out, occasionally digging the soil below with his hands to check the condition of the roots.

"Did you fertilize before planting? What kind of fertilizer did you use?" Deng Wubao asked about the situation while checking.

"They're all organic fertilizers. We're going to grow natural organic vegetables and we can't use chemical fertilizers. I used to only use organic fertilizers when I was growing vegetables at home, and it never happened." Pei Zhuang answered truthfully.

"It should be no problem to apply fertilizer like this." Deng Wubao said after thinking for a while.

Then I took out a small shovel from my carry-on bag, dug out the ungerminated seeds, and observed them carefully under a magnifying glass.

Then he checked the temperature, humidity and light conditions in the greenhouse.

The whole process lasted for about half an hour, just like looking, hearing and asking in traditional Chinese medicine, carefully investigating all aspects of the situation.

"I suspect that there is something wrong with the soil here, and I have to take some samples back for analysis." Finally, Deng Wubao came to a conclusion.

"Is there a problem with the soil?" Liu Lang, who has been following behind, has a premonition that the situation is not good. The business of the ecological farm is based on planting. If there is a problem with the soil and nothing can be grown, it will be a tragedy.

"How to get the samples, I'll help you!" Liu Lang suddenly became a little restless, and interjected directly.

"I'll do it myself. The soil samples taken by laymen are not representative." When Deng Wubao spoke, it seemed that he would never save face for others.

Liu Lang had no choice but to wait silently, watching Deng Wubao take samples.

No wonder Deng Wubao looked down on Liu Lang. This old man is really particular about taking soil samples. First of all, the location, the selection of points in the entire greenhouse according to the coordinates, and the depth of the soil samples taken in the soil layer. There are strict standards. .

Moreover, Deng Wubao not only took soil samples from the greenhouse, but also took soil samples from other places in the farm. Finally Deng Wubao left with a big bag of soil samples.

Three days later, the test results of the soil samples came out.

Ninety percent of the land within the scope of the ecological farm lacks several nutrients necessary for the growth of fruits and vegetables. Fertilization alone is useless. Soil improvement must be carried out, and this improvement will take three to five years.

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