Wei Fu's eyes shone, as if he had seen a savior, walked to Ye Mo.

"What's going on now?" Ye Mo didn't say much nonsense.

"Now Mr. Sun is in the test field, let's go and have a look!" Wei Fu led the way forward and walked along an asphalt road to the rear of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences.

After walking for ten minutes, the goal was to reach the endless golden wheat fields, with more than a thousand hectares.

The wheat is floating in the wind, the wheat ears are large and full, golden and bright. When the gusts of wind blow, the wheat waves swept, shining brightly in the sun, and the scenery is beautiful.

"Master Ye, this wheat field covers an area of ​​1,200 hectares. The ones planted inside are the latest wheat developed by Sun Experts, with a total investment of nearly 8 million! But now, it is the autumn harvest season, and these wheats are peeled off the wheat grains, but the inside is empty." Wei Fu introduced, with a sad look on his face:

"This piece of wheat was originally used to support Africa after planting and harvesting, but now, all this plan has been stranded, and eight million will be wasted! If this matter is spread, it will also affect the reputation of Expert Sun! Master Ye, you must help me!"

"If it's within my ability, I will definitely help." Ye Mo nodded.

The two stepped to the ground.

An old man wearing a white work clothes and a white hair was sitting there, with a sad expression and a distracted look, looking at the wheat field.

In front of him, there were a few wheat grains, and all the wheat grains were peeled off, but nothing was inside.

"Old Sun, I brought Master Ye here!"

Wei Fu walked to the old man, spoke in a low voice, and then introduced:

"Master Ye, this is Mr. Sun Qiansun, an expert from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences. He enjoys the subsidy of Academicians of the Great Xia Kingdom. He has been deeply engaged in the field of agriculture for a lifetime. He has published many agricultural papers internationally and won many awards!"

"In the last century, the wheat cultivated in the paper "Special Wheat No. 2" published by Mr. Sun, saved tens of millions of people in Guangzong during the famine period, and won the Guangzong Hero Medal for this! Such an honor did not make Mr. Sun trapped in fame and fortune. He still devoted himself to agriculture and continued to develop new wheat to benefit mankind."

"I've seen Mr. Sun." Ye Mo said to Sun Qian that such a person has made great contributions to the country and the people, and it is still worthy of admiration.

"Are you Master Ye mentioned by Wei Fu?" Sun Qian turned around, with a turbid look at Ye Mo.

"That's right." Ye Mo said.

"It's quite young." A hint of exclamation flashed in Sun Qian's eyes: "Wei Fu invited me to see the lotus in Heishui Lake before, but I was helpless. You are so old that you can make the lotus in Heishui Lake bloom, there are people outside people and mountains outside the mountain!"

Sun Qian was very moved.

Ye Mo was surprised that Sun Qian did not have the airs of an expert from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences.

"Master Ye, look at the wheat in my experimental field, is there any help?" Sun Qian looked at the wheat field, as if he was looking at the child he had worked hard to raise, full of love:

"Each of these wheat is full of my hard work. They are my children! There are no wheat grains now, which makes me feel like a child dies. My heart hurts!"

"And the children in Africa who were destroyed by famine are still waiting for this batch of wheat to fill their stomachs!"

At the end, Sun Qian's eyes were filled with tears and his breathing was slightly heavy.

"Mr. Sun, don't be anxious, I'll take a look first."

Ye Mo flicked his finger and a touch of spiritual power penetrated into Sun Gan's body to calm him down, and then walked into the experimental field.

Looking at Ye Mo's back, Sun Gan shook his head helplessly.

He had no hope for Ye Mo to save Maizi.

After all, these wheats are not lotus flowers.

There are only a few thousand lotus flowers in Heishui Lake.

But the wheat grains produced by these 1,200 hectares of wheat fields are tens of millions or hundreds of millions. Even if Ye Mo has some skills, he will never be able to save them.

Too many!

And until now, Sun Gan has not found the reason.
Chapter completed!