Siheyuan: During the great famine, we produced hundreds of millions of tons of grain

Dean Wang joked.

Chefs will certainly not lose their jobs, but they will certainly be affected to some extent.

finished eating.

Mr. Zhou is leaving.

"Xiao Wan, when I go back, I will hold a meeting as soon as possible and come up with a promotion plan."

"When the time comes, I still need your cooperation to promote it as soon as possible."

Before leaving, Mr. Zhou said seriously to Wan Pingan.

"Blessed!"

Wan Ping'an expressed his stance.

When going back, Mr. Zhou and Dean Wang took a car.

"Mr. Zhou, golden rice is so important. We must promote it as soon as possible. I am willing to put aside all work and fully support the promotion work." Dean Wang expressed his position.

"After you go back, from an agricultural professional perspective, sort out a promotion plan as soon as possible."

"I also want to promote it as soon as possible and solve the problem of people's hunger as soon as possible."

Elder Zhou nodded.

at this time.

Wan Pingan and Qin Huairu were on their way back to the courtyard.

"Ping An, you are so amazing."

"In front of Mr. Zhou and the others, my legs are weak, but you are so calm!"

Qin Huairu looked at Wan Pingan with admiration in her eyes!

She also recognized Mr. Zhou.

She had read it in the newspaper.

She just never thought that she was very excited to meet Mr. Zhou up close, and all this was brought about by Wan Ping'an!

Wan Pingan nodded with satisfaction.

The training of Qin Huairu was very successful!

When he returned to the courtyard, Yan Fugui greeted him directly out the door.

"Peace, are you back?"

Yan Fugui had a flattering smile.

He often reads newspapers, how could he not recognize Mr. Zhou?

When he recognized Mr. Zhou, he felt numb all over. Mr. Zhou personally visited Wan Ping'an and told him who believed it?

If he hadn't experienced it himself, he would never believe it.

He was completely determined to hold on to the golden thigh of Wan Ping An. As long as he could hold on to the golden thigh, he would have enough food and clothing for the rest of his life.

Say hello to Yan Fugui.

The two of them walked back.

When I passed the middle courtyard, I saw Silly Zhu again, standing at the door of his house with a depressed look on his face. He was already getting oily from standing in the sun.

Humph!

Seeing Wan Ping'an, Shazhu snorted coldly.

"Little bastard, what are you doing?"

"Is the punishment too light?"

"Come here, put a bowl on your head. If you dare to drop it, you won't eat today's dinner!"

He Daqing's voice came out.

Immediately afterwards, He Yuyu ran out with a bowl and handed it to Silly Zhu who looked depressed.

Silly Zhu's face turned into a bitter gourd on the spot.

He Daqing went out and watched Wan Pingping go to the backyard.

"Do you hate me?"

"Little bastard, I am saving you, do you understand?"

"It's amazing that I'm safe. He wants to take revenge on you, and he can send you in with just one sentence."

He Daqing teaches Silly Zhu a lesson.

Back in the backyard.

Wan Pingan met Liu Haizhong again.

It seemed like a chance encounter, but Wan Ping'an had a feeling that Liu Haizhong must have been waiting for him on purpose just to say hello to him.

"I understand."

"Liu Haizhong is an official fan and wants to be an official."

"When he saw that I knew Mr. Zhou, he wanted to get an official position through me."

"He is also thinking blindly. His city is not suitable for being an official at all. Even if he is lucky enough to become an official, he will not be able to do so for a long time!" Wan Pingan is not optimistic about Liu Haizhong.

If Liu Haizhong just focused on skills and worked hard, he might be able to become an eighth-level blacksmith.

in the original play.

The highest level in Liu Haizhong is level seven. He has not reached level eight. A large part of the reason is that he wants to be an official and his energy is too scattered.

"Peace, just rest."

"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you!"

Just got home.

Qin Huairu brought a chair for Wan Pingan.

"Just watch and cook something you're good at!"

Wan Ping'an is not picky about food.

He's had better days.

The deaf old lady and Yi Zhonghai suffered.

The deaf old lady is in the detention center and has not been released yet.

On the first day she entered, she relied on her old age and acted like her old man, and offended everyone inside.

"Sweep the floor quickly, sweep it clean, why are you so dawdling?"

Asako scolded the deaf old lady.

"it is good!"

The deaf old lady did not dare to resist.

Personal experience tells her that you don’t have to hit someone to make someone feel uncomfortable.

She was punished.

His face was pressed into the toilet for an hour.

There were smelly socks stuffed in the mouth.

He was not allowed to sleep with his eyelids propped up with matchsticks.

Every punishment would make her feel worse than death.

"Zhonghai, why haven't you come to save me?"

"Wan Ping'an, you little beast, just wait for me. I can't spare you. I will definitely drive you out of the courtyard!"

The deaf old lady hated Wan Ping'an deeply.

If it weren't for Wan Ping'an, would she be able to suffer here?

She never dreamed that Yi Zhonghai, whom she had high hopes for, was in a detention center like him. It was Mr. Zhou who ordered Yi Zhonghai to be investigated.

"Stand still!"

"Old guy, let me tell you, if you drop your shoe, you will eat shit!"

Yi Zhonghai stood in the open space in front of the bed, with a shoe on his head and a smelly sock hanging from the tip of the shoe, dangling in front of his nose.

The strong smell made him retching.

There are too few recreational activities in the detention center.

Yi Zhonghai was punished to perform a show. He couldn't do it, so he was forced to perform shoe-topping.

Dirty shoes were placed on top of his head, and a smelly sock hung on his head.

Yi Zhonghai also suffered.

"Everything is safe, if you wait for me to get out, I will definitely kill you!"

Yi Zhonghai, like the deaf old lady, hated Wan Ping'an deeply.

The next morning.

Wan Ping'an cooperated with Dean Wang's people on six acres of land to organize the remaining golden waterways and use them as rice seeds for promotion.

A military off-road vehicle sped over.

Wan Ping'an knew the person who got off the bed. The man who followed Mr. Zhou yesterday was kept secret and his name was not revealed.

"Chief Wan, congratulations!"

The man handed an ID to Wan Pingan.

Wan Pingping opened it and took a look.

Unit: Special Supply Department.

Position: Section Chief.

There is his name and a one-inch black and white photo.

"This…"

Wan Ping'an was a little confused.

A bit of a surprise.

Is it so easy to become a section chief?

Special offer!

It seems to be a very high-end department! Come on.

The person who delivered the documents has left.

Wan Ping'an was still a little confused when he held the certificate. From now on, he was a section-level cadre, a full-time section chief.

"Ping An, are you an official?"

Qin Huairu's eyes were full of little stars.

She felt wet!

"Yes, I didn't expect that either."

Wan Pingan smiled and handed the ID to Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu held it with both hands and opened it carefully, just like looking at a fragile object. If you are not careful, it will break and break!

Qin Huairu looked at the ID and then at Wan Ping'an.

Blushed!

"It's a pity, I'm still a few months short of marriage age."

"Otherwise, I must get the certificate peacefully. If such a good man is not caught, he may no longer belong to me in the future!"

Qin Huairu was a little annoyed.

Why not be born a few months earlier?

"Do you want a stable job?"

Wan Ping'an suddenly asked.

Vigorously promoting golden rice will definitely require his cooperation.

Some small things, such as buying a lock, do not have much technical content and will only waste his time. He does not want to do everything by himself.

He needs someone who can help him.

A thoughtful person.

Qin Huairu is quite suitable.

"Yes, of course."

"But I have a rural registered permanent residence. I only went to junior high school and haven't finished it yet."

Qin Huairu is not illiterate.

"That's not important. What's important is that I want to give you a job."

Wan Pingping smiled.

Just because he is the creator of Golden Rice, it is not a problem to arrange the work of a hundred people, not to mention the work of one person.

"Great!"

"I have a job!"

Qin Huairu got excited and hugged Wan Ping'an while laughing and shouting.

Wan Pingan almost turned into a wolf.

Qin Huairu, who had a good figure, was like a ball of fire, almost setting him on fire.

"You cook first, I have something to do when I go out."

"If I don't come back, you have to eat by yourself first. Remember, if I don't come back, you have to lock the door with "one, two, three" and don't open the door to anyone."

Wan Pingan emphasized.

"Where are you going?"

Qin Huairu was a little confused.

"Don't ask!"

Wan Ping'an was going to the tavern to inform Xu Huirong that the golden rice originally promised to her for brewing wine was being requisitioned by the government to make seeds.

The plan to make wine with golden rice will be postponed!

Wan Pingping went out and went to the toilet first.

After coming out, I was ready to go to the tavern.

"It feels a little weird, I'm being watched!"

Wan Ping'an masters the god-level hunting technique and is a god-level hunter with very keen senses.

Being targeted by someone feels the same as being targeted by a wild animal.

soon.

He found the person following him, a seemingly ordinary middle-aged man.

His skin color is slightly darker than that of ordinary people. On the left side of his neck, under his chin, there is a very unique black spot the size of a peanut.

"Follow me?"

"Then let me take you for a spin!"

Wan Pingping smiled.

He first went to the supply and marketing cooperative.

Went to the square again.

They are all crowded places.

soon.

He threw away the stalker, the black-spotted man.

Instead of going home, he turned around and stared at the man with black spots.

The black-spotted man followed Wan Pingan, who seemed quite frustrated. He looked around but couldn't find it, turned around and left, and Wan Pingan followed him from a distance.

Tracking people is similar to tracking animals in the mountains and forests.

The black-spotted man was very cautious. He went in circles several times, but he didn't get rid of Wan Ping'an, let alone find him.

When Wan Ping'an left the courtyard, it was almost dark.

After a few rounds with the black-spotted man, the sun sets!

The dark-spotted man felt safe.

Came to a small courtyard near the suburbs.

Go to the door, look around and see if there is no one around, then knock on the door rhythmically, and the person inside will answer the door rhythmically, and then he will answer again, and then the person inside will open the door.

"To be so cautious, it must be Dieter!"

Wan Ping'an guessed.

Just entering the new society, there are still many remnants of the old society.

The black-spotted man entered the courtyard, and Wan Ping'an quickly approached the courtyard, quietly climbed up the courtyard wall, and peeked into the courtyard from a hidden corner.

There are three people in the courtyard.

There was the dark-spotted man and two other men. One was about the same age as the dark-spotted man, and the other was the oldest and had white hair on his temples.

"Old Hei, why are you back?"

The man with white temples asked the man with dark spots.

"Just because he has dark skin and a dark spot on his neck, do you call him Lao Hei?"

Wan Ping'an was confused.

"Hei Lang, I lost my life."

The black-spotted man, also known as Lao Hei, answered the man's questions respectfully.

Obviously.