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

In the evening, County Magistrate Chen came really happy. As soon as he arrived, he smelled the aroma of rice wafting from the kitchen.

"Hey, what is my eldest niece cooking?"

Wen Xiuyi was washing the mud on his hands and feet next to the water tank, while Deng Yaren was sitting in the yard drinking tea leisurely. When he heard him talking, he added: "Everything cooked by my eldest niece is delicious."

"Of course." Magistrate Chen said with a smile, then sat down next to Deng Yaren and poured himself a cup of tea, not treating himself as an outsider at all.

After Wen Xiuyi cleaned up, the three of them sat together to drink tea and chat.

It can be seen that County Magistrate Chen is in a good mood.

"What's going on? You're in such a good mood?" Deng Yaren couldn't help but ask.

Magistrate Chen's expression was so full of laughter that he said mysteriously: "I went to several villages today to see the output of new grains. You don't know that when you dig out potatoes and sweet potatoes, there are Our fists are so big, we don’t know what it will be like when the harvest comes.”

Could he be in a bad mood? As long as the new grain harvest is good and Wen Xiuyi's rice results come out again, the day will come when he will rise to the top.

Deng Yaren laughed when he heard this, raised his tea cup and said, "Then don't forget me, Old Deng."

"Easy to say, we are all brothers." Magistrate Chen also picked up the tea cup, and the three of them drank tea instead of wine.

By the time Wen Yao prepared the meal, almost all of the delicacies on the table were paired with the first wine.

In the next half month, Zhuoyi's steelmaking progress became faster and faster, and the precision became more and more pure. After Qiu Rongrong completed the first batch of sample clothes, she took things and people to the capital, waiting for Xie Anyi When I came back from school and subconsciously went to look for my mother, I found that my mother was gone.

Fortunately, he was used to it now. After only a moment of disappointment, he went to find Big Head and the others again.

Half a month had passed since Qiu Rongrong left. It was a sunny day. All the villagers in Gutong Village gathered in the small square in the middle of the village. Everyone held tools in their hands, carried baskets on their backs, and many sacks.

The village chief stood on the high platform with an excited expression. He looked at the crowded small square and waved his hand: "Start work."

As he gave the order, everyone cheered and walked into the field carrying tools. People divided their labors and cooperated. Some dug potatoes and sweet potatoes in the field, some were responsible for picking them up and put them into sacks, and some were responsible for pushing them. The loaded sweet potatoes and potatoes are transported back to the large warehouse built next to the ancestral hall in the village.

Everyone was having a blast.

Not only Gutong Village, but all the villages in Yunwu Town that have planned production teams have this scene.

Looking at the new grain dug out from the ground, everyone had a satisfied smile on their face, especially those victims from the north who had just settled in Yunwu Town. They had never known that one acre of grain could be harvested. so much.

At this time, everyone was glad that they stayed in this place.

With so much new grain and so much land, it took seven or eight days to harvest it all and finish the statistics.

Each production team, County Magistrate Chen, was assigned a clerk, who in Wen Xiuyi's words was the secretary of the production team. On the first day after harvesting, all the output of each village was reported to Magistrate Chen.

County Magistrate Chen looked at the astonishing figures and was so excited that he almost couldn't stand still.

What is the concept of millions of kilograms of new grain? He can say that just these harvested new grains can ensure that no one in his entire Yunwu Town will starve to death in a disaster year.

No one knows better than him what kind of number this is.

With such exciting news, Magistrate Chen's first thought was Wen Xiuyi, and he couldn't wait to take the brochure and have someone drive a carriage to take him to Gutong Village.

Nowadays, the villagers in Gutong Village are not surprised to see Magistrate Chen, and they will say hello to him when they meet on the road.

County Magistrate Chen is also very close to the people, and the official airs he had earlier have long since disappeared.

He quickly ran to Wen's house, found Wen Xiuyi, and slapped the booklet in front of him: "Read it yourself."

Wen Xiuyi opened the booklet, which recorded the output of each production team, with the summary written on the last page.

Looking at that number, Wen Xiuyi was not too disturbed. After all, it was expected.

Seeing how calm he was, County Magistrate Chen quit.

"No, have you looked carefully?" Millions of stones of new grain, even potatoes and sweet potatoes, are new grains. What does this mean? This means that Annan's agriculture will advance by leaps and bounds in the future. Everyone No more worries about not having enough to eat, no more worries about disaster years.

But why does the person in front of him look so calm?

"I saw it." Wen Xiuyi nodded: "It's okay, as expected."

County Magistrate Chen: "..." Is he the one who co-authored the book and was excited for nothing?

"Then, shall we report it?" County Magistrate Chen stepped forward and asked.

Wen Xiuyi thought for a while, the rice in his experimental fields was about to be harvested, so he might as well submit the application together when the time comes, which would save him two payments.

I thought so and told Magistrate Chen so.

"Still waiting." They have been waiting for half a year. He has never seen a family that doesn't like to take credit so much. It really does big things in silence and doesn't make a sound. If it were anyone else, they would have long wished they had done it. The shouting started, wishing that everyone who had started shouting would know what they were going to do.

Speaking of which, County Magistrate Chen was a little worried for them. He had seen Wen Xiuyi's abilities with his own eyes.

As for Wenjun, he originally thought he was an ordinary doctor, but his suturing and disembowelling skills scared him to death. It turned out that he had no secrets at all. A surgeon came to ask for advice. He was a real doctor. teach.

Now it's even more outrageous, heading straight to the battlefield.

And Yaoyao, this girl, does the steelmaking thing as soon as she says it. No matter which thing is done, it is a huge credit.

It turned out that they were doing well, working quietly and silently, doing big things. If there wasn't Li Yi in Wen's family, he would have doubted whether this family was going to do big things in a quiet voice, until they got tired of it.

Seeing that he was distracted, Wen Xiuyi said, "What? You've been in such a hurry for a while."

County Magistrate Chen came to his senses and scratched his head: "Not really." He was anxious for them.

It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is, but he can only think about it in his heart. If he says it, he will be beheaded.

Moreover, County Magistrate Chen knew very well that compared with new grains, if rice production could increase, then the greatest contribution would be made. After all, although new grains are called new grains, they only play a supporting role in the end. Not really food.

Rice, that’s the foundation.

So just wait as long as you want. Anyway, the credit is not his, he is just incidental. The real owner is not in a hurry, so why should he be in a hurry?