But Qiao Qingyu did not want to get involved with them.
"Right, Old Wei mentioned that you have Barley Grass and Willow Wood capable of improving soil and environment. I wonder if you'd be interested in trying to plant them around the base?" He Xiuyu spoke leisurely.
Qiao Qingyu smiled with a hint of regret, "He Xiuyu, I'm really sorry, but I've already planned to use the Barley Grass and Willow Wood on three thousand mu of wasteland in cooperation with Xiaxi Commune, so I don't have a single seed left now."
Even if they agreed to establish a breeding laboratory for her, this year's seeds of Barley Grass and Willow Wood would not be given to the base. No one cherishes things that come too easily.
He Xiuyu did not try to persuade her—it seemed he was just asking casually.
"Come to the base with me tomorrow, and see Old Xie for the relevant procedures."