Yangjiazhuang greenhouse area.

Yang Xiaotao and Bai Jingshu came to one of them, and what they saw was a row of women, with cloth bags of various colors hanging on their chests, squatting on the ground, carefully picking leaves.

"Teacher Yang!"

Yang Hongye, who was in charge of registration, saw Yang Xiaotao running over immediately, holding a record in his hand.

"Hongye, are you in charge here?"

Yang Xiaotao looked at the first batch of students walking out of the campus and felt very satisfied.

That group of students all passed the examination and were admitted to junior high school, but everyone's choices were different.

After all, only a few people like Yang Hongye and others have entered the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, and many more people are still struggling in their studies.

But one thing is certain, that is, their future path is destined to be anything but ordinary.

"Well, I'm in charge of this row. Once this is finished, it will be Shed No. 6."

Yang Hongye raised her head and looked at Yang Xiaotao with admiring eyes.

In her heart, Yang Xiaotao is the noble person who changed her destiny.

If he hadn't built the school in the village, if he hadn't led them to the path of learning, if he hadn't sincerely helped them and opened a door for them.

They wouldn't have what they have today.

Perhaps, like girls of the same age in other villages, they would carry their younger brothers and sisters on their backs and follow their parents to work in the fields.

Perhaps, after two years, they will get married, marry someone from the village, and then have children and repeat their lives again.

Therefore, even if Yang Xiaotao has only been a teacher for a period of time, in her heart, she will be a teacher forever.

Even if there will be more teachers in her future growth, they will not be as good as those who stood on the podium to enlighten her.

Bai Jingshu on the side noticed the look flashing in the girl's eyes and became even more curious.

But Yang Xiaotao’s attention was focused on the sweet artemisia after picking.

"Teacher Yang, these wormwoods are the best growing. Each one has twelve or three leaves. According to the plan, two leaves of each one will be picked, so that the second picking can be carried out in a week."

“When we reach the mature stage, we can increase our efforts!”

Yang Hongye explained on the side, and Yang Xiaotao nodded.

"How many can be harvested from such a greenhouse?"

"Almost twenty pounds."

Yang Xiaotao contacted Xiaowei and found that after being picked, the Artemisia annua loses little energy and does not affect its own growth.

"Twenty kilograms, five hundred greenhouses is ten thousand kilograms."

Bai Jingshu finished the calculation and was shocked by the number!

Ten thousand kilograms, or every week, is enough for them to give birth!

"That's not how it was calculated!"

Yang Xiaotao patted the dirt on his hands and said, "These five hundred greenhouses were built early and late, and they were planted in sequence."

"There are probably seventy or eighty of them in this batch, which is pretty good."

After Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, Yang Hongye nodded immediately, "Yes, we are the first batch to pick this time, there are only sixty."

"From now on, there will be 60 to 70 of them every day, so we can keep picking."

Bai Jingshu nodded. If he calculated it this way, it would be in line with the current situation.

However, more than 1,200 kilograms per day can meet current needs.

While Bai Jingshu was meditating, Yang Xiaotao picked a leaf and asked, "Would this fresh leaf be better?"

After Bai Jingshu took it, he pinched it with his fingers, and a ball of green emerged.

"According to the last experiment, the fresher it is, the thicker the finished product will be. If it is based on the previous color, more can be made."

"That's good!"

Yang Xiaotao didn't say any more. The pharmaceutical factory has mature technology.

There are naturally differences between those used abroad and those used domestically.

If someone uses a spectrophotometer to measure it, there will be a significant difference.

Of course, this difference is not unexpected in the theory of traditional Chinese medicine.

There are many factors that affect the cooking temperature, the density of the liquid, and the ingredients of the herbs.

What does a foreigner know?

The two left the greenhouse and walked outside.

"This little girl is good, she is a good prospect!"

Bai Jingshu said behind him, and Yang Xiaotao smiled, "Of course, these are the first batch of students in our village to go out!"

"It seems like she admires you very much!"

"It took me a while, when the school was established..."

Thinking of that time, Yang Xiaotao talked about the scene at that time.

The two were walking outside while talking. Many people were collecting medicinal herbs on the road. Then people from the pharmaceutical factory came forward to weigh them and put them in special boxes back to the pharmaceutical factory.

As for those who collect herbal medicine, the pharmaceutical factory will also give them a certain amount of compensation, not much, just a piece of plum blossom soap.

This thing is a hot commodity in rural areas, and many women wash their hands

"They are lucky to be able to go to school!"

Bai Jing recounted, thinking of his own experiences as a child, especially when he was a girl, he felt that what Yang Xiaotao did was rare.

"It just so happens that there's still a while here, and I'd like to go visit the school!"

Yang Xiaotao looked at him in surprise, and Bai Jingshu smiled, "Why, can't I go?"

"That's not true!"

"Then let's go!"

After saying that, Bai Jingshu took the lead and walked to the village. Yang Xiaotao glanced at the scene and then followed him to the village.

After walking for about ten minutes, we arrived at the east end of the village and looked at the school protected by the wall from a distance.

Now, the school is getting bigger and bigger, with more and more students. This fence was temporarily built by the villagers a few years ago.

After all, there are a group of children inside, and if there is no place to block them, it will be difficult to explain to the family if they run out.

The two came to the school gate, and the gatekeepers were two old people from the village.

This was originally the grandfather's job, but now he is focused on the greenhouse, so he had to ask the old people from the village to come over and help watch.

Despite their young age, these old people have strong bodies.

When it comes to harvesting wheat in the summer, the speed is faster than that of young men.

"Master Sun, Master Six, you two are busy."

When Yang Xiaotao walked up to them, he saw two people with four "big sticks" on the ground. One of them was using a stone and the other was killing them with a stick. They were inextricably killed.

"Xiao Tao, are you done with the things ahead?"

Master Liu raised his head, glanced at Bai Jingshu, and then asked Yang Xiaotao.

In his eyes, this woman should be Yang Xiaotao's follower.

Just like the Lou Xiaoe who came before.

At that time, he thought he was some high-ranking official, but when Yang Dazhuang said it, he blushed.

Later he understood that there were few people around Yang Xiaotao who had a higher status than him.

So just talk to Yang Xiaotao.

"It's almost done. Let's help each other and we'll do it quickly."

"Are you here to see Teacher Ran?"

Master Sun asked from the side, also ignoring Bai Jingshu.

"I just came here to have a look. I haven't been here for a long time. How is the school?"

Yang Xiaotao took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, distributed them to the two of them, then took out a lighter and lit them.

Bai Jingshu stood at the door and looked at the school, not in a hurry.

"Okay, that's very good."

Looking at Qunying in Yang Xiaotao's hand, both of them smiled, and then enjoyed the excitement brought by the cigarette.

"Our school is bigger than the ones in town, and the surrounding villages are trying their best to get in."

"You don't know, some people in the town are also asking how they can come to school in the village."
To be continued...