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Chapter 496 - 496 496 New Crop Varieties

496: Chapter 496: New Crop Varieties 496: Chapter 496: New Crop Varieties While things are stable now, Zhao Guang is preparing to go back to Earth for a visit.

Of course, there’s another reason, which is the warming climate on Earth.

If he doesn’t start preparing soon, he’ll miss this year’s spring farming.

Just after returning, Zhao Guang reached out to Liu Jiayin.

“Those seeds I gave you, have they all been tampered with?”

Liu Jiayin, with a head full of black lines: “What do you mean tampered with?

It’s a normal tactic, okay?” Indeed, once the seeds were ready, Zhao Guang first sent them to Liu Jiayin because she had a research base.

Not just for researching animals, but the plant research facility wasn’t small either; it just hadn’t yielded any results yet.

But now, that’s all about to change—the results were coming out soon.

Although they knew that they hadn’t developed the product themselves, who outside knew that?

As long as they put their name on it, it would be far more credible than claiming to have made it all by themselves.

“Alright, cut the chatter, spring farming is about to start.

How are things on your end?”

“All ready, we can transport it over at any time.

But the first batch is a little small.

Later on, we’ll send the technology up north, and let them cultivate on a large scale.”

Zhao Guang nodded.

The first batch of seeds for testing were actually wheat seeds.

Others had already been researching rice, so of course, Zhao Guang had focused his attention on wheat.

After all, for the people in the north, flour is the staple food—they can’t always focus only on the south, right?

He believed that no one could resist the prospect of wheat with a yield of over two thousand jin per mu.

Zhao Guang revealed a smug smile.

The previous preparations weren’t exactly research, but merely a bit of tampering with the seeds to ensure they couldn’t be used for replanting.

Of course, it wasn’t just him doing this; all the seed companies in the world were doing it.

Seeds, merely relying on patents is futile.

There are so many farmers—if they all start planting, even if you have a patent, who could you possibly sue?

The ultimate solution is to make seeds that can’t be saved for replanting and can only be bought from their hands.

“Also, about the bamboo and pigweed you’re researching, when can we expect results?”

“What do you mean ‘I’m researching’?

It’s my team behind me doing the research.

It should be soon,” said Zhao Guang as he wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead, having forgotten about this.

These plants were for the food of the special five-striped pigs and the loaf pigs.

The five-striped pigs were not very picky—they eat anything.

But loaf pigs, perhaps because they were crossbred with domestic pigs, still mostly ate feed.

That feed did contain some bamboo elements, but there wasn’t much issue with that.

However, some feed companies appeared to be targeting him recently, as feed prices had been rising.

This wasn’t a big issue for him, but it was bad news for the pig farmers.

In the end, Liu Jiayin’s investigation discovered that these feed companies were backed by foreign enterprises.

It seemed they were plotting retaliation over the degeneration of the five-striped pigs after breeding, and thus, facilitated this situation.

If this continued, the price of feed would keep growing, and it would surely become a problem.

And if a larger issue arose, the higher-ups would certainly come to have a talk with him.

To prevent this scenario, Zhao Guang had stated he would develop new types of bamboo and pigweed to address the issue.

In reality, pigweed was the grey grass that the five-striped pigs in the Otherworld ate, but Zhao Guang couldn’t use it directly because while it might feed the five-striped pigs and many animals in the Otherworld, it wasn’t suitable for domestic pigs.

Thus, Zhao Guang had no choice but to rely on the help of the Rabbitfolk, optimizing it bit by bit.

In recent times, he had been so busy that he seemed to have forgotten about this.

But things had to be handled one at a time; this optimization was not quite complete, and the product wasn’t ready yet.

“Fine, you hurry up and get it done, I’ve got a lot on my plate.

Let Hu Yan take care of the farming.

If that’s not feasible, find someone else,” Liu Jiayin pondered and then added.

There was no choice, recently Hu Yan’s power seemed to have grown too much.

He established the northern branch, held significant authority, and controlled the powerful White Marlin.

If they added some crop production control, it would be too much in Hu Yan’s hands.

Even though Liu Jiayin trusted herself, she didn’t trust others quite as much.

If there was a slight issue, how would she explain it to Zhao Guang?

She had always been grateful for the development his hometown received.

“Don’t worry, it should be fine, the worry is that he might be too busy.”

Zhao Guang had immense faith in Hu Yan because his spiritual power was powerful enough to sense other people’s thoughts.

Although he could only sense the more intense thoughts for now, he knew Hu Yan was incredibly loyal.

As his own spiritual power continued to grow stronger, his perception would become even clearer.

If he wished, with this ability, he could become an effective leader.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Guang then found Hu Yan, “The seeds for the south are ready.

Is your land prepared yet?” As a hands-off manager, of course, he would have others handle everything.

Hu Yan promptly replied, “When we contracted the reservoir originally, we contracted the surrounding land as well.”

“That’s good.

For now, let’s use those lands.

We’ll hire local farmers to cultivate for us.”

Zhao Guang had a clear plan: once the farmers saw the results, they would naturally buy their seeds.

Eventually, once foreign countries saw these crops, they would have to purchase their seeds as well.

There was no choice; it wasn’t just about high yield but also quality—both had been enhanced by Zhao Guang.

If they did not want their food supply to be choked, they would have to buy.

Perhaps, in his lifetime, he could also become an international grain merchant, Zhao Guang thought delightfully.

He no longer feared the scrutiny from other countries; the five-striped pigs had provided enough reason for concern.

As his strength continued to grow, Zhao Guang’s own confidence was also steadily increasing.

“Director Zhao, please come and take a look yourself, it will give everyone more confidence if you visit.

We’ve never done seed cultivation like this before, so I’m afraid some might not trust us,” Hu Yan suggested.

Zhao Guang thought about it and realized that might indeed be the case.

People are like that.

Even if a person keeps succeeding, when they take on a new challenge, the majority will still be skeptical.

“Alright, I’ve got some time recently, I’ll come for a visit.

By the way, don’t let my parents know about this,” Zhao Guang added.

He had recently promised that next time they met, he would be back to his usual attire, but he was still a few days short of that.