After a few days, Chen Mu became more and more busy.

In addition to focusing on seedling raising, the special loan for him from the province to take over Beiyan forest farm has come down, so he has to go to X city every day to deal with various procedures, and then he has to rush back to the forest farm I can't get my feet on the ground after so many runs.

In addition, the United Nations environmental program also came to collect the seedlings.

It's not a joke. It's not easy to put them away. Chen Mu has to keep an eye on them all the time, and he can't make any mistakes.

It is different from handing over the seedlings to other customers.

Even if there are other mistakes in China, they can be remedied in a timely manner.

However, after receiving the seedlings from the United Nations environmental program, they were quickly transported abroad. It is difficult to verify the mistakes and omissions, and it is easy for both parties to bicker.

And this is a political task. Anyway, it's all mu Ya who suffer.

Therefore, try not to make mistakes at the beginning, so as to save the most worry and trouble.

Before I knew it, three weeks passed.

It was rice planting and transplanting on that day. Chen Mu was thick skinned, but regardless of this, if it was not for the thin skin of the female doctor's face, he would like to have a bite on the tender face on the spot.

When the car arrived at Cheng Zijun's farm, just as it stopped, the Uygur girl came over and complained, "why did you come here? We have been waiting so long."

Chen Mu was stunned: "don't you say it's going to start at exactly the right time? We haven't arrived yet? "

"Before the auspicious time, there are a few small ceremonies, ribbon cutting and so on. If you come back a little later, we will not wait for you."

Chen Mu didn't expect to plant a rice seedling. He thought he would start when he arrived.

Once upon a time when I was a child in my hometown, I also saw people in the village planting rice. There was no movement when it started. Only in the autumn harvest season would there be a sickle opening ceremony to celebrate the harvest.

It looks like it's different here.

Chen Mu was a little surprised that there were so many people around him.

It seems that these people are from the town, it seems that they are specially to come to see the excitement.

Go over, Cheng Zijun is already waiting.

Two small tables were set up at the scene, and the empty space in front of me was listening to more than a dozen transplanting agricultural machines. It was quite like that.

"It's too much for you to be late today."

Cheng Zijun pulled Chen Mu to his side and sat down, complaining.

Chen Mu has nothing to say. It is really unjust to be said as if he was late.

After that, the ceremony began.

First, a few people played gongs and drums, and then twisted a section of Yangko.

Soon, several Uyghur men, women, old and young came out to sing and dance. Listening to the singing, it should also be about the Agricultural Broadcasting celebration.

Looking at the atmosphere of Xia Wei's combination, Chen Mu couldn't help asking Cheng Zijun: "these people Where did you find it? "

Cheng Zijun said with a smile: "I invited the yangko dance troupe from Northeast China. I'm good at it. It's said that their team is very popular, but every farm they've been to can have a good harvest."

After a slight pause, he pointed to the Uygur men and women, old and young, who were dancing on the field, and said, "these are the local ones. Uncle azimaiti introduced them to me. They have been doing this for decades, and they can't be wrong."

It was introduced by an old Uighur

Well

Chen Mu has no way to make complaints about it. Anyway, you are happy.

After singing and dancing, it is the ribbon cutting ceremony.

Chen mu, female doctors, Uyghur girls and Cheng Zijun came to the stage to cut the ribbon.

After the success of the ribbon cutting, there was a burst of applause around.

Then, they have to put down the ball and ribbon, respectively, to those agricultural machinery, so that those agricultural machinery get the color head.

Finally, the agricultural machinery started together. In the roar of the machine, the transplanter loaded with seedlings moved in the field and inserted the seedlings into it.

Cheng Zijun was very excited, and the commander carried the camera to take a picture of this busy farming scene.

Chen Mu turned to the Uyghur girl and asked, "are these rice transplanters rented from your father?"

The Uygur girl shook her head: "my father doesn't rent agricultural machinery now. He only sells agricultural machinery."

After a slight pause, she said, "my father introduced Cheng elder brother to rent these rice transplanters from a friend's company. The uncle's machines were bought from my father. My father knows very well that their performance is very good."

There is an old father-in-law in the field of agricultural machinery. It's really a relief.

After thinking about it, Chen Mu asked again, "how's your father's nutrition factory recently?"? Is the product on the market? "

Uyghur girl nodded: "I called him two days ago, and he said that the product has been put into the market, but the advertisement has not yet started, so few people know it."Chen Mu thought for a moment and said, "in this way, let your father print some advertising leaflets and distribute them to us and brother Li. In the future, however, all our customers will send one, which will be recommended to them.

Remember that the leaflet should be marked with the words of the latest product of our Academy of animal husbandry and fine arts. In the future, our reputation in the market should be improved

The Uygur girl thought about it and nodded, "OK, I'll talk to my dad when I turn back."

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