Dressed as a family of cannon fodder, the villain brother is busy opening up wasteland

Before dawn, a team of more than [-] people escorted the alcohol and several boxes of other things that were to be sent to the North and set off for the North.

Just as the general who led the team said, they erased all traces of their visit before leaving, but the movement actually existed.

But when the villagers got up the next day and saw the traceless village road, they all silently chose to forget what happened last night.

As for what the Wen family is doing and why someone from the military comes to the Wen family in the middle of the night, this is not their business, nor is it their question. After all, who would think life is too easy? Now holding the Wen family's thigh, the Wen family can at least mix some soup with the meat they eat, and no one will be really stupid enough to ruin their own jobs.

Finally, amid the expectations of County Magistrate Chen, everyone in the Wen family, and everyone in Gutong Village, the rice in the large experimental field by the river began to turn yellow until it turned golden.

Since the rice started to mature, Wen Xiuyi went to the fields more frequently, and even Old Man Wen seemed to live in the fields.

until this day.

"Boss, it's almost done. I think we can harvest it." Old Man Wen has many years of experience as a farmer. Looking at such rice, he felt that the boss is really capable.

Wen Xiuyi nodded: "Dad, arrange for someone to collect it."

Old Man Wen refused.

"No, let's do it ourselves."

It is absolutely impossible for Old Man Wen to pass this rice field through other people's hands. He wants to harvest and weigh the rice himself. He wants to see for himself whether the boss's methods can improve the rice yield.

When the people in the village heard that Wen's family was going to harvest rice, every household volunteered to help, carrying sickles and baskets. However, when they arrived at the field, Old Man Wen didn't need their help.

"Uncle Wen, we will definitely be careful and ensure that not a grain of rice falls to the ground. Don't worry, we are all good at work. It's not like you don't know."

"Yes, Uncle Wen, how long will it take you to receive it alone?"

"It doesn't look like it's raining these days, but the weather is sultry. It would be bad if it rains one day."

Everyone was talking to each other, and the village chief also advised: "Yes, old man, why don't you pick a few people who work quickly and carefully, and let everyone help you, otherwise your family will take care of the villagers like this. We don’t know how to thank you.”

Old Man Wen was still shaken in the end. Indeed, their family, including Wen Xiuyi's group of disciples, only had more than a dozen people. When would they receive these more than ten acres of land?

The sooner you harvest, the sooner you know the yield and the sooner you feel at ease.

"Okay." After saying that, Old Man Wen began to select people. He selected young people he was familiar with. They were quick and hard-working and didn't have any evil intentions.

Those who were selected were honored. Although those who were not selected were a little disappointed, they were not unhappy. Instead, they said: "Then you guys should be quiet. Let's clean up the grain drying ground first."

"Eh, okay."

In this way, the people who came to help were divided into two groups. One group followed Old Man Wen and the others to harvest, while the other group went to the grain drying field to make preparations.

Wen Xiuyi specializes in being the person who coordinates the overall situation.

The rice seeds in each experimental field were different, so they needed to be distinguished, so Wen Xiuyi kept an eye on them and harvested them one by one.

Everyone was working enthusiastically, for fear of breaking an ear of rice or dropping a rice. You must know that if Wen Xiuyi really succeeds, these rice will be the key to their survival in the future.

So no one dares to cause trouble at this time.

In addition to harvesting, records must be kept, and these tasks were left to Wen Xiuyi's disciples.

After working on more than ten acres of land for more than ten days, it was finally time to weigh it.

On this day, the threshing floor in the village was full of people.

Men, women, and children. Except for those who worked in workshops and factories, almost everyone else came. They were surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside. There were also people who climbed on the walls, roofs, and trees, just to see Wenxiu. Easy to weigh them.

County Magistrate Chen brought the county government's scales here today, which are uniform across the country and issued by the Ministry of Household Affairs.

Next to the threshing floor is a warehouse used by the villagers to temporarily store grain. At this time, everything in the warehouse was emptied, except for Wen Xiuyi's rice.

County Magistrate Chen rubbed his hands nervously. It depends on whether he will eat bran-thickened vegetables or go for spicy food in the future.

"Old Wen, shall we start?"

Wen Xiuyi had confidence in himself and nodded. Magistrate Chen immediately waved his hand, and the officials in the government office began to move the scales.

The crowd of onlookers was eerily quiet, and they could only hear the sound of the government officials moving bags of grain.

County Magistrate Chen was walking back and forth beside him, extremely anxious.

"Can you just sit down for a while?" Qiu Zhi was dazzled by him and could only complain helplessly.

County Magistrate Chen rubbed his hands: "Well, I'm nervous."

Qiu Zhi: "..."

Let alone County Magistrate Chen, Old Man Wen and the rest of the Wen family were extremely nervous. The least nervous person was probably Wen Xiuyi himself.

"Sir, the total of the first batch is [-] kilograms." After weighing the first batch, the yamen servant stepped forward and reported the quantity.

Magistrate Chen's mouth was in the shape of "Oh", and the rest of the Wen family and the surrounding villagers looked at each other, with joy on their faces. Four hundred and thirty-six kilograms was already dozens of kilograms more than their usual output.

The crowd started talking, saying that Wen Xiuyi was capable.

County Magistrate Chen even stepped forward and said with a smile: "Old Wen, you can do it. You have really increased production."

Wen Xiuyi frowned and ignored him, obviously not very satisfied with the result. Fortunately, he had recorded each rice seed, and immediately ordered the disciples beside him to write it down: "Record the yield of No. [-]."

"Yes, sir." The person on the side took a small notebook and began to write down.

Magistrate Chen wanted to say something else. Wen Xiuyi looked at the weigher and said, "Weighing No. [-]."

"Yes."

An hour later.

The officer stepped forward: "Sir, five hundred and seven pounds."

Uproar! People even forget to react.

Wen Xiuyi continued: "Continue, Scale No. [-]."

The yamen servant could no longer contain his excitement: "Sir, seven hundred and fourteen pounds."

Wen Xiuyi decided: "Scale No. [-]." This was the end, and it was Yaoyao who got him the rice seeds from space.

This time, the yamen servant almost cried, his voice trembling with excitement: "Sir, nine hundred, nine hundred and eighty pounds."

They have been working as government servants for so many years and have collected so much grain tax. They have never seen such a high output.

With such data, County Magistrate Chen was trembling and could hardly speak clearly. He looked to the left and then to the left. Li Yi on the left was stunned. Looking to the right, Qiu Zhi had already stood up. Already ran to the scale.

He wanted to share this joy with Old Man Wen, but found that the old man was trembling and his mouth was open for a long time, unable to speak.

Looking at Wen Xiuyi again, he was still frowning.

It wasn't Wen Xiuyi who frowned, but the rice seeds Wen Yao gave him had a yield of more than a thousand kilograms per mu. It seemed that the problem was not only the rice seeds, but also the management of soil quality, which also needed to be improved.