Carrying a Jurassic on me-Chapter 1750 - 829: Worth the Trip_2

A few people around laughed along, Yan Fei also chuckled—he himself was slightly younger than Tian Dafu.

"The Nine Hills and Eighteen Hollows you’re talking about, is it on the other side of the village?" Director Yu continued to ask. "Does anyone know the way, lead us there?"

Several people who came out with Tian Dafu quickly responded, "Just go straight, we used to have to go around the other side, but after road construction, the village simply demolished a few houses and made the road straight."

As the group entered the village, it was apparent that houses were indeed demolished for road construction, because there were still some old houses only half torn down, with the other half barely converted into cattle pens.

At this moment, people sunbathing by the roadside, chatting idly, and those busy at home who heard the notice gradually gathered around the main road.

A few even shamelessly edged closer and quietly asked the accompanying journalists if they would be interviewed... These rascals have sharp eyes, instantly recognizing who were the journalists in the crowd, clearly having seen ’big scenes.’

Seeing this, the recently washed and emerged Tian Dafu’s face turned black, and he started herding them away like sheep—this village used to be the most remote, with its own set of theories, thinking they were far from authority and as long as not breaking the law, didn’t need to fear officials.

Moreover, now the village has become an example of prosperity; they were once the poorest, now although not as wealthy as other villages, the change is the greatest. Plus, due to the unique terrain, they’ve seen numerous journalists, everyone developed a ’thick skin,’ getting excited upon sighting journalists.

If Tian Dafu doesn’t drive away these ’spotlight-seekers,’ he guarantees that shortly others would also gather around, all for a chance to show their faces on camera, maybe even appear in the news program.

Director Yu at this moment was observing the changes in Huangtuwa, which originally were low, historically laden shabby houses, now in the middle, several blue-brick tiled houses have risen, plus several particularly prominent two-story small Western-style houses.

This might not be much elsewhere. But here, a comparison between the old and new houses reveals that those new tiled houses and buildings are all brand new, clearly built within the last two years.

Of course, what’s most abundant needs no mention; the cows tied by the roadside were lined up. There were also people hastily, sneakily cleaning cow dung, that look made the accompanying town folks all face embarrassment—could it get more awkward? If anyone claims not to notify in advance again, we guarantee not to beat him to death, too misleading!

As they walked on, the houses became sparse, a few more steps forward, the view suddenly opened up, as if the world broadened before their eyes...

A great canyon appeared before the group, the people below the hills seemed like a tiny dot, on the twisted road on another hill in the distance, a small hand-held tractor was leisurely descending, at this moment, that tractor also appeared as a small dot...

"What are those places?" Director Yu, unlike others newly arrived, did not express any sentiments but pointed to the nearby areas and asked. "Those places without wheat planted."

Tian Dafu was nudged forward and hurriedly introduced, "Those lands with vegetation are all planted with pasture. The areas covered with straw and corn stalks have pools beneath them for raising worms."

He explained somewhat embarrassedly because the current sight wasn’t very appealing. From here looking down, patches of yellow and green resembled clothes patched up like a beggar’s.

In the past, it wasn’t like this, at this season, one could see lush green wheat everywhere. Although sparse and a bit malnourished, it couldn’t be seen from the hills. At least compared to now, it looked much better.

"The top level planted with pasture, underneath dug with pools for raising worms, below planted with wheat, right?" Director Yu said smilingly. "The land above can’t retain moisture, so grass was planted; underneath dug pools for worms, using cow dung, right? Below planted wheat, grain yield definitely higher than before. Is that correct?"

"Director, you really are an expert, that’s exactly it." Tian Dafu was quite excited, giving a thumbs up directly.

’Moisture retention’ is a local term, the formal explanation is the humidity suitable for seed germination and crop growth. But locally it generally refers to fertility.

Soil on the hills often gets washed away by rain, crops struggle to grow well, farmers say this place can’t retain moisture, but hearing this term from a ’big official’ in everyone’s eyes was quite unexpected for Tian Dafu and others.

Director Yu watched the young man praising him, and laughed heartily, "I also come from a farming background, I’m aware of this."

Then he turned to the people who came with him, saying, "All of you look around too, this kind of converting farmland back to pasture is truly ground-level practice, not wasting land while generating economic benefit, and also improving soil quality. What’s sustainable development, this is it. We talk of environmental protection, not just planting a few trees and grasses, but also considering where the grasses are planted..."

Pasture grass is a perennial herb, with developed roots—it can not only retain rainfall but also improve soil. Planting in such places is most suitable.

The group chatted here for quite a while, and the handheld tractor seen initially chugged up belching black smoke...

Director Yu watched as the tractor climbed halfway, suddenly turned to pat Tian Dafu’s shoulder, "Well done. Under such tough conditions, you’ve led the whole village towards a prosperous life, your role as a village cadre, does better than mine."

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