Wasteland Farming: from Wasteland to Industrial City

Behind him is an extinct book, and in front of him is a slope of gray soil that cannot produce food. Forty-four years after the war, Lu Chenzhou was removed from the society register - not because he had no food, but because he knew food too well. There are three kinds of black buried in the soil of Huijingpo: fallen from nuclear explosions, turned up by old canals, and rotted from the roots out. Where others see death, he sees accounts. He didn't have the ability to turn out a grain of grain. He only had hands that had been washing dishes and guarding sheds for six years, and an old terminal that refused to be cleared away. If the earth cannot be cleansed, he will wash people back; if food cannot be grown, he will sow order. This time, not only wheat grew from the dust.