Chapter 82 Qingtu Lake
Guo Yang did not wait long before the people sent by Alfalfa Agriculture and Animal Husbandry arrived.
The organizational structure of Alfalfa Agriculture and Animal Husbandry is slightly different from that of Tianhe Seed Industry.
It has a comprehensive department, a production department, an engineering department, a financial department, as well as a newly established bidding and purchasing department and a general engineering office.
The leaders are Vice President Xiang Tianshan and General Manager Guo Yang.
A total of three people came to Luhe this time. The leader was Zhuang Zheng, the manager of the general department, Lu Hanbin came from the engineering department, and Zhang Jing came from the chief engineering office.
Zhuang Zheng's face is slightly round, but not fat. He is slightly short, has a short crew cut, and a pair of eyes that reveal a cunning look.
Guo Yang knows something about him. He likes to take care of all the big and small things in the company. He especially likes to catch employees who are lazy. Newly recruited employees have to go through his grueling training. Ordinary employees don't like him very much.
But at the same time, Zhuang Zheng likes to show off his leadership skills. He takes care of all the big and small things on himself, and he never shirks some dirty and tiring work that offends others.
Especially when working as a farmer, he is extremely patient. He can sit in someone's yard and talk all afternoon without stopping, which is admired by the employees who go with him to do things.
Lu Hanbin from the Engineering Department was one of the three people that Lao Xiang brought over from Huihuang. He was an educated young man and occasionally a bit of a literary youth.
The General Engineering Office is a newly established department mainly responsible for publicity and marketing planning.
Except for these three people, the rest of the legal affairs, planning and design will be outsourced in the future.
Zhuang Zheng and the others will not be stationed in Minqin permanently. They will return to Jiuquan after the branch here is established.
In the following days, several people had further communication with the county.
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The Minqin Lake District is located in the lower reaches of the Shiyang River Basin, surrounded by the Tengger Desert and the Badain Jaran Desert to the east, west and north.
In recent years, surface water has dropped sharply, soil salinization and desertification have become serious, cultivated land has been compressed, and the average grain yield is only 180 kilograms.
Guo Yang and others, led by their eldest brother Guo Shan, led camels to the yellow sand beach in the hinterland of the desert.
The faintly visible strong wind blows straight towards us. The strong wind is raging, the hats on our heads are rattling, and the wild sand that blocks the sky and the sun is constantly eroding the villages and farmland.
In fact, there are quite a lot of sandstorms in Jiuquan. Zhuang Zheng and the others are already used to it, but they are a little frightened when faced with the sand that flows everywhere.
If the wind and sand in Jiuquan are like fallen earth, what does the sand here count?
Guo Shan looked at the depths of the desert with deep eyebrows. Occasionally, he could see a small branch of a desert plant lingering in the sand.
“Brother, this is the nearest wind outlet to our village. It turns out that the old people in the village like to call this Qingtu Lake. I remember there was a village there when I was a kid, but it has long been deserted now.”
Guo Shan pointed his finger in a certain direction.
Through the wind and sand, Guo Yang could vaguely see the shape of the house.
Zhuang Zheng was wrapped up tightly, only his cunning eyes were exposed, and he said with admiration: "Brother, the environment in this place is really bad. I really admire you for persisting in planting trees for so many years. "
Lu Hanbin stared at the desert silently, thinking, is this the working environment he will face in the future?
"Qingtu Lake? Was this a lake before?"
The camera in Zhang Jing's hand never stopped for a moment. Through the lens, most of the time what he saw was a yellow mist. Qingtu Lake does look like a lake filled with soil.
Guo Shan smiled bitterly and shook his head.
“I can’t remember either. My father said that when I was very young, there was still water in Qingtu Lake. Around 1957, Qingtu Lake completely dried up. Since then, the two major deserts have Gradually, the old people often joked that the two deserts were shaking hands. "
"This... this is really an ecological disaster."
Several people were stunned when they heard that the two deserts were shaking hands. It’s all integrated here.
Lu Hanbin guessed: "That stage was the stage of rapid domestic population growth, economic development, and disorderly land reclamation of farmland, which resulted in too heavy a burden on water resources."
Guo Shan's face was full of frustration, and he felt helpless and guilty.
“For generations, Minqin people have never stopped fighting against the wind and sand in the two deserts. For decades, every year the county organizes people to voluntarily compress the sand, bury wheat straw squares, and plant Haloxylon ammodendron."
"But the sandstorms still make people shudder, and sandstorms happen from time to time. Once a big sandstorm occurs, the crops in the village will be completely destroyed," Guo Yang said, looking at his elder brother's melancholy look. learned what they had learned.
“Population growth is only part of the story.”
Several people looked at Guo Yang.
“The original name of Qingtu Lake is Zunyeze and Baitinghai. It is recorded in ancient documents that ‘the blue waves are vast and the water and sky are one color’. There is also a legend that Dayu did not control the flood until he reached Zunyeze. It was the largest in the Western Han Dynasty. The water depth once exceeded 60m, and the water area was second only to Qinghai Lake. "
"In the following thousand years, the water flow from the upper reaches decreased, as well as large-scale immigration, land reclamation, war, and agricultural development, causing the lake surface to gradually shrink. "
Guo Yang paused and looked at his eldest brother Guo Shan.
“But the most important thing is the construction of Hongyashan Reservoir in the 1950s, as well as the construction of Xiying, Nanying, Huangyang, Zamu and other reservoirs further upstream, which completely cut off the flow of the lower reaches of the Shiyang River. led to the current situation.”
Lu Hanbin quickly understood and sighed: "Building the Hongyashan Reservoir is really a disaster."
"Minqin is a vast desert in the east and west, and there are countless sand nests in the middle. Flood disasters are out of the question. As long as the rivers are dredged, no amount of water will cause disasters. It will only make the oases greener, the pastures more prosperous, and the livestock fatter and stronger.”
“Minqin has been doing both farming and animal husbandry since ancient times. The pastoral area has vast and abundant pastures, and there are camels, cattle and sheep as compensation.”
“There is no need to build a reservoir.”
As he spoke, Lu Hanbin realized something and remained silent.
He likes to study history. Considering the background at that time, it is not difficult to speculate on the reasons for building the reservoir.
Lu Hanbin guessed that there must be many knowledgeable people who opposed the construction of the reservoir at that time.
After untold hardships, the reservoir was finally built.
With reservoirs, people who control water can expand cultivated land according to their own wishes, and have high and stable yields without worries about droughts and floods.
But after short-term profits, there are long-term consequences.
Rivers are drying up, groundwater is overexploited, vegetation is dying, grasslands are degraded, and quicksand is everywhere.
Even "Chaiwan", which Minqin people have carefully maintained for hundreds of years, is withered and degraded. The farmland is directly exposed to the wind and sand mouth, and is connected to the sea of shifting sand.
Looking at the desert so close at hand, Lu Hanbin could not imagine the scene when Su Wu was herding sheep thousands of years ago.
Guo Yang looked deeply at Lu Hanbin.
He has a quick mind, studied agriculture, and is a native of the northwest. It is no wonder that he can quickly deduce the disadvantages of building a reservoir.
He nodded appreciatively, and then turned to look at his eldest brother Guo Shan.
“Some things are not the fault of ordinary people, brother, you don’t need to feel guilty.”
Guo Shan was already stunned. In fact, he was not very concerned about how Qingtu Lake disappeared. .
But when he heard that this place used to be vast expanse of blue waves, with water and sky of the same color, with grass and cattle and sheep growing there, he tried his best to imagine it, but what appeared in his mind was always the lingering yellow sand.
Tears couldn't help but begin to well up in my eyes.
"I can't imagine it."
Guo Yang hugged his elder brother's shoulders.
"It's okay, brother. Let's get him back to the way he once was with vast expanse of blue water and sky!"
Zhuang Zheng also loosened his hand covering his hat and nodded repeatedly.
“Yes, brother. We can communicate with the government and divert water from Hongyashan Reservoir.”
Lu Hanbin said leisurely: "The Hongyashan Reservoir is almost filled with sand and dust."
(End of this chapter)