Siheyuan (traditional courtyard house): 52 years of farming, producing hundreds of millions of tons

Yi Zhonghai nodded.

Everyone stared at Wan Ping'an, waiting for his answer.

"Actually, you guessed right."

"The little creature in front of me looks like a fat cat, but it's not a cat at all. It's called a Pallas's cat, and it's much more ferocious than a cat."

Wan Ping'an reveals the truth.

"Impossible, this is clearly a cat, what rabbit nonsense?"

Jia Zhangshi did not believe it.

"I'll tell you something else."

"Pallas's cats are not only ferocious, but also very strong in combat. Adult Pallas's cats dare to fight wolves one-on-one, and in most cases they will win."

Wan Ping'an explained the science to everyone.

what?

A one-on-one fight against a wild wolf?

Everyone retreated in unison.

Even if you've never seen a wolf, you've seen a dog. Dogs are pretty tough, but wild wolves are tougher than dogs. Yet, a Pallas's rabbit can take on a wild wolf one-on-one. It's really not to be messed with!

Chirp!

A pigeon flew over the heads of the crowd.

The Pallas's cat leaped up, using the tree for leverage, and caught a pigeon flying in the air in one bite. Upon landing, it caught a wild pigeon.

Followed by.

The Pallas's cat disappeared.

Everyone was stunned for a while.

They couldn't be sure if Pallas's cats were as powerful as wolves, but their skill in catching wild pigeons mid-air was something most domestic cats could never do.

"Wan Ping'an, did you recognize me as soon as you arrived?"

Why didn't you warn us?

Madam Jia was furious.

If Wan Pingan had reminded her earlier, she wouldn't have been scratched again.

"Why should I remind you?"

Wan Ping'an asked in return.

"Okay, stop arguing!"

“Mrs. Jia, if you’re going to keep a cat, find a real wild cat, not a Pallas’s cat. That thing is too fierce; you can’t handle it!”

Yi Zhonghai was still shaken.

The Pallas's cat is too agile and has a ferocious personality; he doesn't want to keep catching it.

Everyone returned to the courtyard house.

Those who didn't go to watch the spectacle were filled with regret; they all wanted to see how the Pallas's rabbit scratched Jia Zhangshi.

"Ping An, are there any other animals that look like cats?"

"If you do, just tell me. I don't want to run into another fake cat, especially one as ferocious as a Pallas's cat. I don't want to mess with it."

Yan Fugui was a little frightened.

Pallas's rabbits are just too ferocious!

"You don't need to worry about that, there aren't any Pallas's cats among them!"

Wan Pingan shook his head.

Yan Fugui breathed a sigh of relief.

He's decided that he'll avoid stray cats from now on!

More than half a month later.

Six mu of land.

"Ping An, the super golden rice is ripe and ready to be harvested!"

Cai Quanwu reminded Wan Ping'an.

"Come on, let's go take a look!"

Wan Ping'an nodded.

When we arrived at the place where super rice is grown, each rice ear was exceptionally large, and every grain of rice was larger than a regular small peanut.

Wan Ping'an broke off a rice stalk and peeled it apart one by one.

I got a small handful of golden rice!

Its quality is higher than that of ordinary golden rice, so its yield is also higher!

After Wan An's safe arrival, the sound of running could be heard.

"Ping An, I heard that the super golden rice has ripened?"

Is it time to harvest?

Dean Wang ran over breathlessly, his eyes shining as he looked at the rice grains that Wan Ping'an had husked from the super golden rice.

An unprecedented super crop!

Chapter 162 Harvesting Super Golden Rice, Chen Xueru Visits

"Ping An, your golden waterway is of great significance. After research and decision by higher authorities, the harvesting of the super golden rice will be subject to a 24-hour curfew on the six acres of land!"

Dean Wang was very serious.

Wan Ping'an nodded.

He was already mentally prepared.

Throughout history, food has always been of paramount importance to any country; it is the prerequisite for everything else, and no one can afford to ignore it.

Super Golden Rice is truly outstanding.

Who wouldn't take this seriously?

"Ping An, you're giving the higher-ups a real headache, do you know that?"

"Once your super golden rice is promoted nationwide, or even if it can only be promoted in some areas, it will be a huge deal."

"You've solved the problem of feeding countless people, which is a real headache for your superiors. How should we reward you?"

"Ordinary first-class merit or special-class merit is not enough to reward your contributions."

Dean Wang wasn't jealous at all.

He and Old Zhou are the same kind of people; both are selfless in their dedication to the country and the people.

The next day.

early morning.

Before dawn.

Six acres of land were placed under martial law.

To avoid causing a sensation, at Wan Ping'an's request, martial law was imposed in a relatively low-key manner, and the elite troops who came were all dressed in civilian clothes.

Set up surveillance around the area.

Before the acquisition was completed, anyone who approached the site, except for those working on the six acres, would be asked to leave.

Those who remain obstinate should be arrested directly.

"Ping An, this is quite a show of force, I'm truly impressed."

Sha Zhu was terrified.

The elite troops in charge of the deployment were all true elites, many of whom had come from the front lines, and their mere glare was chillingly menacing.

Don't let Sha Zhu's carefree attitude fool you; he's not stupid. He's seen through the surveillance network.

They were also told not to wander around aimlessly.

During the harvest season of the super golden rice in Liumudi, there were only two people: Wan Ping'an and Sun's daughter, Niu Niu.

A child who is just over three years old is incapable of doing bad things, so no one would suspect her.

All the harvested super golden rice was packed up and transported away to be used as seeds for small-scale promotion; Wan Ping'an didn't keep a single grain.

He wants to stay, and of course some of him can stay.

He thought that many people were still starving, and the sooner the program was promoted and produced, the sooner it could benefit the people and perhaps avoid the Great Famine of the past three years.

Before time travel.

He had heard Lao Yu recount those three years; it was too tragic!