Chapter 195: How Did Linyuan Farm Achieve This?

Chapter 195: How Did Linyuan Farm Achieve This?

[Congratulations! In the colorful plot, a seed of the Mohican flower has sprouted and undergone a mutation!]



Zhang Lin's face lit up with joy when he saw this game notification.

He had brought these seeds back specifically to see if the colorful plot could induce a mutation in the Mohican flower seeds, altering their pigments and potentially changing their fundamental properties. This would allow them to grow in the domestic environment without the original growth restrictions.

If this worked, the provincial agricultural research department could study and cultivate this flower, thereby reducing the import price of the drug. If the other party refused to lower the price, they would have no choice but to concede because Zhang Lin's team could conduct their own research.

As for patents? There were always ways to resolve such issues.

They could produce the drug in the Bear Country, where they didn't care about Western patents and had their own patent system.

There were many possible solutions.

After all, this drug could treat several serious conditions, and its high cost could easily ruin a family without the means to bear the financial burden.

Zhang Lin immediately left his office and headed to the colorful plot, where a small special greenhouse had been set up.

This was a specialized growing environment designed by Ma Jun for the Mohican flower seeds.

Inside, the environment was noticeably drier, and the temperature was much lower than outside.

He quickly searched for the Mohican flower seeds and found that many had already sprouted, growing quite rapidly.

The sprouts of the Mohican flower seeds were purple, so when he saw one with a distinctly different color, it was clear that this one had mutated.

Zhang Lin was not an expert in handling such things, so he immediately called Ma Jun.

When the call connected, a woman's voice came through before Ma Jun's: "Mr. Zhang, what's the situation?"

"Is there a girl with you?" Zhang Lin asked curiously.

Ma Jun had been somewhat reclusive since coming to the farm, rarely interacting with others, including the women at the office center.

"It's a journalist who helped me before. She came to visit," Ma Jun explained.

Zhang Lin immediately understood who it was and smiled. "Ma Jun, it seems I'm interrupting your date. I'm sorry, but you need to come to the core area right away. Your journalist girlfriend will have to wait."

"Alright, I'm on my way," Ma Jun responded.

He didn't deny the term "girlfriend," which suggested there was something going on.

Ma Jun arrived shortly. "Mr. Zhang, what's the matter?"

"Take a look at this sprout!" Zhang Lin pointed to the mutated sprout.

Ma Jun was clearly surprised. "The provincial research department has some good luck. One of the seeds really did mutate."

While they had a mutated triangle flower, they had planted many seeds on the 10 acres, and the mutation rate was generally very low.

So, for one of the Mohican flower seeds to sprout and mutate was quite a high probability.

"What should we do with it?" Zhang Lin asked.

Ma Jun thought for a moment. "Over the next few days, I'll gradually transplant this sprout outside to see if it can survive. If it can, we'll let the provincial research department take it. I don't need to waste more time on this, as I still need to figure out the triangle flower."

"Alright," Zhang Lin nodded. "But when the time comes, you need to take credit for this. After all, this is your research, and it has nothing to do with this plot."

The plot itself was not important, but it must not be exposed.

The Mohican flower wasn't particularly useful for their farm, and they didn't have the qualifications to cultivate such crops. If it could survive, they would let the provincial research department take it and handle it themselves.

As for the change in color and whether the medicinal properties had changed, that was beyond their control. The colorful plot could only change the color of the flower, not its other properties.

After that, Zhang Lin handed the matter over to Ma Jun.

Over the next two days, Youcheng became even busier. It was the National Day holiday, and besides tourists, many people who had gone away for education or work returned home.

During these two days, the county government took significant action to level the 50,000 acres of land. All the engineering teams in Youcheng were called to work as quickly as possible to level the land.

With such a large-scale operation, many people found out about it and learned that Linyuan Farm was developing a grassland.

"Uncle!" Fu Yao arrived at the farm early on the first day of her National Day holiday, looking bright and cheerful, which lifted Zhang Lin's spirits.

The girl said that she could spend the night at her place during the National Day holiday.

He also missed her touch.

If possible, there were still other areas to explore, except for the final frontier.

"Want to eat anything special today? I can have the restaurant prepare it for you," Zhang Lin said as he led the girl into his office.

"Just order it when we get there. No need to prepare anything special," Fu Yao quickly replied.

"Alright!" Zhang Lin nodded.

He then started handling some farm documents, while the girl took out a sketchbook and began drawing.

At one point, he sneaked a peek and saw that she was designing the layout of an estate. He immediately understood what she was doing and didn't disturb her.

Suddenly, his phone rang. It was Ma Jun's number.

He answered, and Ma Jun's voice came through: "Mr. Zhang, the Mosigang flower sapling has survived and has been transplanted to the research institute. Do you want to come and take a look?"

"Sure, I'll be right there," Zhang Lin said, leaving the girl in the office to continue her drawing as he headed to the research institute.

It seemed that the provincial research institute had some real luck. If it could survive, it meant it could be cultivated further.

Upon entering, he found Ma Jun already working on the mutation factors of the Bougainvillea. Seeing him, Ma Jun pointed to the window: "It's over there."

Zhang Lin walked over, his face astonished as he looked at the Mosigang flower sapling planted in a small pot by Ma Jun.

This thing had eluded researchers at the provincial research institute for so long, yet Ma Jun treated it like a cactus, just leaving it on the windowsill.

However, this proved one thing: changing the color had indeed altered its properties, allowing it to adapt to the domestic environment.

Thinking about this, he took out his phone, found Zheng Baishan's number, and called him.

This thing needed to be handed over to Grandpa Zheng as soon as possible.

The seeds were already used up, and if anything happened to this sapling, it would be a disaster.

Since it was National Day, the provincial research institute was closed, and Zheng Baishan was at home with his grandchildren, taking the opportunity to tell them about agricultural research.

With his connections, his younger relatives naturally found jobs in the agricultural system, which smoothed their paths.

Even the most selfless person would, if possible and without violating morals or the law, want to help their family.

As he was talking, his phone rang, and he smiled when he saw the number. It was Mr. Zhang from Lishan Farm.

He wasn't sure why the other party was calling.

He answered: "Mr. Zhang, it's a rare pleasure to hear from you."

Zhang Lin immediately said: "Grandpa Zheng, I'm sorry to bother you, but I have some news. One of the Mosigang flower saplings we planted at our farm has survived and can grow in the domestic environment. Its color has changed, and we're not sure how it might affect its medicinal properties."

"Really?" Zheng Baishan stood up, his face full of disbelief, even shock.

The provincial research institute had been studying this for a long time with little progress, as they had more important projects to focus on.

He believed that with enough time and resources, domestic agricultural research could make the Mosigang flower adaptable to the domestic environment.

But this had happened so quickly, it was beyond his expectations.

He knew Mr. Zhang had no reason to lie about this.

It was just too incredible.

In just a few days.

How did Lishan Farm manage this?

The medicinal properties were not as important as the ability to grow it. Even if the effects changed, the original elements would still be there, and they could extract them and create the medication, which would be cheaper than importing it.

Zhang Lin continued: "Grandpa Zheng, this is true. I wouldn't joke about something like this. However, we don't know much about cultivating this flower, so please send someone from the provincial agricultural research institute to take it. Otherwise, I might end up killing it, which would be a disaster."

"I'll come and pick it up myself," Zheng Baishan said, feeling he had to personally retrieve it to be at ease.

So, after hanging up, he called Zhao Chong, the head of the provincial agricultural research institute.

Zhao Chong, one of the top three agricultural officials in Fujian Province, was also at home with his family during the holiday. He was surprised to receive Zheng Baishan's call and quickly answered: "Grandpa Zheng, what can I do for you?"

Although he now held a high position, Zhang Lin still held the highest respect for the academician. The academician had truly provided immense help to the Minshen Agricultural Research Institute and the provincial research department.

Zheng Baishan, getting straight to the point, said, "Xiao Zhao, have the institute prepare an A-level experimental product escort vehicle for me. I need to go to Liyuan Farm. They've managed to cultivate a Moxi Gan flower that can survive in our country."

"What?" Zhao Chong was taken aback by this news.

He was one of the few people who knew a lot about the Moxi Gan flower. When the young man brought the seeds to Liyuan Farm, he had little hope for success, even though the farm had previously developed a whitening sweet potato.

From what he understood, Liyuan Farm seemed to lack significant research capabilities.

The whitening sweet potato might have been a stroke of luck.

But he never expected that Liyuan Farm, after obtaining the Moxi Gan flower seeds for such a short time, had managed to cultivate a plant that could adapt to the domestic environment.

This was a stunning achievement for him.

It also made him feel a bit ashamed, as he had underestimated Liyuan Farm.

They weren't lacking in research capabilities; they were, in fact, very strong. Otherwise, they wouldn't have achieved such results in such a short time.

The research institutes that received awards last time, each one of them, might not have even figured out the basic genetic factors in such a short period.

How did Liyuan Farm manage to do this?

He knew this wasn't the time to delve into it and immediately responded, "Old Zheng, I'll arrange the A-level research product escort for you right away."

After hanging up, he didn't hesitate and made another call.

Zheng Baishan took research matters very seriously. After his call with the institute director, he promptly headed to the provincial agricultural research institute.

Research institutes have dedicated escort teams, and the security measures are even stricter than those for bank escorts, depending on the level of the cargo. For S-level or higher, they don't even use dummy rounds.

As the highest agricultural research institution in the province, with only 30 such institutes nationwide, the provincial agricultural research institute had its own escort team.

When Zheng Baishan arrived at the institute, a convoy was already waiting for him, consisting of three vehicles: one escort vehicle and three sedans.

As soon as he arrived, someone approached him and said, "Academician Zheng, we are at your disposal."

"Let's go to Youcheng!" Zheng Baishan didn't hesitate and got into one of the vehicles.

With a Moxi Gan flower that could adapt to the domestic environment, regardless of how Liyuan Farm achieved it, they needed to safely transport the flower to the research institute.

To be frank, if foreign pharmaceutical companies learned about this, they might send people to intercept the flower.

Naturally, they hadn't expected Liyuan Farm to make such progress in just a few days, let alone those pharmaceutical companies.

If he told them the results, they would likely think he was boasting and wouldn't believe it.

The escort convoy quickly left for Youcheng.

Shortly after, in Youcheng, Liu Xian received a call from the provincial authorities and was left bewildered.

What was going on? The province was requesting his county's cooperation to escort an A-level research product from Liyuan Farm, with police support and traffic police escort, all the way back to the provincial agricultural research institute.

He was completely in the dark about the situation.

He hurriedly called Zhao Han and Wei Yuan, and as soon as they arrived, he asked, "Liu Xian, what's going on?"

"You called us in such a rush, there must be something important, right?"

Liu Xian, seeing the two of them, immediately asked, "Has Liyuan Farm been up to anything recently?"

"Aren't they still working on the grassland project?" Zhao Han said.

"That's not it. Anything else?" Liu Xian shook his head.

Zhao Han and Wei Yuan frowned, thinking for a long time but coming up with nothing.

"Liu Xian, apart from the grassland project, Liyuan Farm hasn't done anything else," Zhao Han said quickly.

Liu Xian frowned. "That's impossible. If they haven't done anything, why would an A-level research product escort team be coming to Liyuan Farm, and why would the province request our county's cooperation?"

"A-level research product escort team? That's impossible!" Zhao Han and Wei Yuan exclaimed in unison.

Could it be that Liyuan Farm, in addition to the whitening sweet potato, had developed something else remarkable?

(End of Chapter)

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