Qiao Qingyu was shocked after looking through the materials.
The thousand silk hemp and the experimental Barley Grass were even better than she had imagined.
When Mr. Qian, smiling, asked her if she still had any seeds of thousand silk hemp and Barley Grass Seeds, she decisively shook her head, "Vice Director Qian, I don't have any of those seeds at the moment."
Mr. Qian was very disappointed, "Xiaxi Commune is one of the most disaster-stricken communes in Yushu County. Most of the crops need to be replanted, and the county is currently adjusting plans. But it's already a month late, and the risk is too great."
He looked at Qiao Qingyu with hopeful eyes, "Qingyu, I remember you told me that your uncle and his family planted that high-yield corn. I don't know if they still have any corn seeds now. If they do, we would like to purchase them at a high price..."
