This kind of grain is called "corn" and its yield per acre is as high as 3,000 kilograms!

The following are the methods of planting and eating.

(Note: my country's corn yield per mu is about 1,000 kilograms. This is a private setting in the article. You can regard this as a seed for interstellar research and development. Other agricultural yields will be more exaggerated than reality, so don't bring it into reality)

Although it is far from the yield of 10,000 jin per mu, 3,000 jin is still a considerable number in this world.

Wang Yangzhong's heart was beating fast. He read the instructions over and over again and couldn't help laughing. "That's great, our Beilu is the first to get the grain seeds!"

He wanted to report the matter to the court immediately.

Of course, he did not forget the heroes behind the scenes.

"Master Yan has made a great contribution. I will write an urgent report and send the grain seeds to the capital. The emperor will surely be very pleased. Master Yan can think carefully about what reward he wants."

What this means is that he will not take credit for something, and it is also a gesture of goodwill.

After all, Yan Boxuan was able to obtain grain seeds, perhaps because he won the favor of Boss Fu.

You have to know that they spent nearly ten thousand taels of silver and did not get the high-yield grain variety, but this rich businessman's son got it.

Since Yan Boxuan dared to hand it over, he was not afraid that he would keep it secret. Hearing this, he smiled faintly, "Yan is just lucky. You are the one who understands the greater good. From your anxious words, Yan can feel that you are truly concerned about people's livelihood and care about the people."

Who doesn't like to hear nice words?

Wang Yangzhong was no exception, his smile became more cheerful, and he waved his hand in a reserved manner, "It's all part of my job."

Yan Boxuan: "I am very relieved to have the grain delivered to Lord Wang. Lord, you are busy with your affairs, so I will not disturb you."

These words touched Wang Yangzhong's heart. Although he seemed to have the time to think about it, his heart was actually still in the library. Hearing these words, he left in a hurried but cheerful manner.

Wang Yangzhong could already foresee what kind of sensation these things would cause after being sent to the capital. Perhaps there was a high probability that he would be transferred to the capital. By then, with his talents, he would definitely be able to move to the circle of the political center.

Regardless of what kind of beautiful dream Wang Yangzhong was having, at this moment, desperate wails were heard in some places in the Xiayue Continent.

A huge dark cloud was moving rapidly in the sky, leaving bare branches wherever it passed. The wheat that had managed to survive the earthquake was eventually eaten by locusts.

Before this, the people were still rejoicing that although the earth was turning over and the houses collapsed, at least the food in the fields was not completely destroyed and some remained.

But unexpectedly, God seemed to be forcing people into a desperate situation.

The people still wanted to rush to harvest, but people were no match for the thousands and thousands of locusts. Not only could they eat the food, but even their exposed skin was bitten by the locusts.

In a war that lasted only half a minute, the people were completely defeated. Looking at the wheat stalks swaying in the wind, not a single grain of wheat was left, they collapsed to the ground, slapping their thighs and crying loudly, their hearts as cold as if they were immersed in ice.

"God won't let me live."

"There have never been earth dragons turning over in previous years, but this year they are happening one after another. This is a sign that God is angry."

"Who is the one who offended God? If God is angry, he will go after that person. We are innocent."

The old woman, who is over 70 years old, cried and complained, "We have lost our home and food. We just want to survive, why is it so difficult?"

The old man squatted on the edge of the field, smoking his pipe silently. His face was weathered, with deep wrinkles and furrows on his forehead. He stared at the bare wheat stalks without saying a word.

Wind penetrates everywhere.

It has heard too many voices in this world.

Today, it followed Mother Wind on her routine patrol, but heard a mournful cry echoing in the sky, like a Kun bound by heaven and earth.

Feng Zaizai: "Mom, I seem to hear the voices in their hearts."

It continued to listen and whispered, "They are in pain and I want to help them."

Mother Wind: "My dear, there are all kinds of things in the world, and you and I are just the smallest of them. How can we help others?"

"Okay, let's go, once we reach the mountain ahead, we'll be home."

The sound of the wind gradually died down and then disappeared.

......

Less than twenty days after the earthquake, the people of Xiayue Continent were hit by a tsunami-like locust plague.

That day, when Fu Yin was reading a book on a recliner in the backyard, she suddenly heard a buzzing sound in her ears. It was so thin and frequent, as if someone was talking to her through a thick door. She couldn't hear it clearly.

She put the book away and listened attentively.

"Immortal, I bow respectfully, hoping that you will show mercy and save Qingshan Village."

"It has not rained in the village for eight months. The villagers have to run up and down two hills every day to fetch water to irrigate the crops. It looked like a bumper harvest would come in just over a month, but unfortunately, locusts came from nowhere and ate up all the villagers' crops. Not a single grain of rice was left."

"Immortal, it doesn't matter if an old woman like me dies, but the babies are still young and have just come into the world. They cannot die." His voice was full of vicissitudes and hoarse.

The illiterate villagers do not understand what hope is, because they call hope "looking forward".

Looking forward to a meal of rice is their hope, waiting for a good harvest is their hope, and their hope is within reach, just like the apple hanging in front of the donkey.

They also don't know that the doll is the hope for the future.

They only knew that the child was still young and could not die.

This was followed by several unclear and intermittent prayers.

Fu Yin didn't know why he could hear the people's prayers, but now was obviously not the time to wonder about it.

She hesitated for a moment and said, "Meow meow, send me the map of the continent, and check where Qingshan Village is and mark it."

【OK】

Miaomiao's little paws quickly tapped back and forth on the water wave keyboard. [I have selected seventeen Qingshan villages, and I have marked them with red dots. Yinyin, take a look.]

Fu Yin didn't expect that there were so many villages with the same name. After a rough look, he found that there were several Qingshan villages in Beilu, Nanxiao and Xihu.

The prayer did not mention which country it was from.

The accents of these three countries are similar, and she, a foreigner, cannot tell the subtle differences.

Fu Yin sighed. The fact that the prayer sounded good to her ears meant that this person was destined to be with her.

Those who practice Taoism pay the most attention to cause and effect.

At this moment, she could already feel the power of faith.

She really has to go and take a look this time.

"Meow meow, can the surveillance cover the entire continent?"

"I want to find a Qingshan village that has been suffering from drought for a long time."

[Yes, but I don’t have enough energy]

Fu Yin gave it more than 100,000 points in return. This account was opened by Xiaozhi, so it avoided the monitoring of the quick-pass game and would not be cleared. Now it has accumulated about 600,000 to 700,000 points.

Only interstellar points are the easiest to earn. The systems in the following worlds are very stingy and rarely give out tens of thousands of points at a time.

Fortunately, she doesn't need points to support herself.

After receiving sufficient energy, Meow Meow immediately became excited and rubbed his paws, "Wait for me for 30 seconds, I will find it for you right away."

Thirty seconds is still too conservative.

It only took ten seconds to find it.

Miaomiao updated the map again and passed the newly marked map to Fuyin.

Before leaving, Fu Yin gave Lingyu and Lingze the maximum authority, and then went straight to Qingshan Village in Beilu Kingdom.

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Explanation full of desire for survival:

1. Fu Yin is not cold-blooded and cannot turn a blind eye and watch thousands of lives die in front of him.

2. The author gave Fu Yin an invincible golden finger, and she is a cultivator in the Mahayana period, so saving ordinary people is no problem at all.

3. If she does not intervene in these natural disasters, the economy of Xiayue Continent will regress by decades, and there may even be an uprising, making life even more difficult for the people. By then, no one will patronize her store.

Summary: This is not a saintly act, nor is it meddling.

Chimi.

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