Time Travel: Volume 1! Starting from a Small Mountain Village

Long Lifan had just finished lunch and was about to rest when she was notified to go to the brigade headquarters for a meeting.

"Captain, what's going on here...?"

When she arrived at the brigade headquarters, all the other officers were there. They all turned to look at her, their faces showing puzzled expressions.

"Long Zhiqing, look." Lin Guodong said, arranging the wrapped farm tools one by one on the table.

"Director Xu and his team delivered these!" Long Lifan looked closely and smiled with delight. The style and quantity meant the machinery factory had definitely produced these new sickles.

"Yes!" Lin Guodong nodded excitedly. Although Long Lifan repeatedly assured him that Director Xu would not go back on his word and would definitely do what he promised, he would only be completely at ease once he actually had the sickle in his hands.

He felt smug when he recalled the surprise and shock shown by the other team leaders at the commune meeting today. He was especially pleased with Secretary Ma's persistent inquiries about his relationship with Director Xu and why he was providing them with special assistance.

Lin Guodong brushed off all these questions, after all, he and Xu Tiansheng were not really familiar with each other, and the two of them only exchanged one polite word when they met that day.

As the captains of their respective brigades, the others could immediately see the benefits of these sickles. When they discovered that they could only receive 5 or 6, while the Dongwan Brigade had a full 50, they kept complaining that Secretary Ma was being unfair.

Finally, Ma Jianshe stepped forward to clarify, explaining the whole story of Xu Tiansheng's assistance to them, and only then did the others quiet down. Looking at the quantity in front of Lin Guodong, they were incredibly envious, each wanting a larger share.

The brigade leader of Zhouzhuang even said, "Old Lin, look how little land your Dongwan brigade has. Why don't you give us some?" But he refused them all. These were all earned through the efforts of the educated youth, how could he let outsiders benefit from them?

"No, we don't have enough for our Dongwan Brigade." That's the truth. Don't be fooled by the number 50; it's still not enough for the entire Dongwan Brigade.

But what people fear most is this. Compared to the quantity they received, Lin Guodong was quite satisfied. Today, he could finally hold his head high in front of the other brigade leaders. Although it was all because of Long Zhiqing, who could blame him when Long Zhiqing was from their Dongwan Brigade!

Zhou Huiji was also very excited, gesturing with a sickle. Miao Dashan, on the other hand, seemed somewhat embarrassed in front of Long Lifan.

Lin Guodong had heard that Long Zhiqing had secured a batch of new farm tools for their Dongwan Brigade, but he hadn't been there at the time. Now that these tools were right in front of him, he had to admit that Long Zhiqing was indeed quite capable.

"If there's nothing else, I'll head back now." She wasn't as excited as Lin Guodong and the others about the new farming tools. After all, in later generations, almost every farming household had more than one, and some even owned small harvesters.

However, she planned to go back and write an article about the new farm implements. Firstly, to help the machinery factory promote them, and secondly, because she genuinely hoped more commune members could use these new sickles. Farmers in those days suffered so much, and she wanted to help them as much as she could within her means, so they could suffer less.

"Sister Fan, what are you doing!" Hu Lili, bored, came over. She saw Sister Fan writing something as soon as she entered and asked curiously.

"I'm planning to write a new article to promote the new farm tools." The two had a good relationship, and Long Lifan felt there was nothing wrong with talking about it, so she immediately revealed her purpose.

"Wow, Sister Fan, you're amazing! Sometimes I wonder if there's anything you can't do." Hu Lili said with envy. How could the difference between people be so vast! The longer she spent with Sister Fan, the more she felt like a useless person.

"Here, can you take a look at how it's written?" Long Lifan unabashedly handed the completed manuscript to Hu Lili for review, hoping the latter could offer some feedback.

"It's very well written!" Hu Lili quickly skimmed through it, gave it a thumbs up, and praised it. She then asked, "By the way, where do you plan to submit this manuscript for publication?"

"I haven't decided yet, what do you think?" Long Lifan rested her chin on her hand, pondering for a moment. The People's Daily is definitely the best choice, after all, the whole nation can see it.

“I think it would be better to submit to local newspapers in G province!” Hu Lili thought for a moment and gave her suggestion: “This is what I think. Although Sister Fan, your articles are very good, people can’t see the actual content in the newspaper. So what’s the use of you speaking so eloquently? They can’t truly feel it.”

“It’s different for those who invest in G Province. They are all locals and they are close to Pingwu County, so investigating them is a piece of cake.”

"That makes some sense!" Long Lifan nodded slightly after listening. She was surprised that Hu Lili, who was usually so unreliable, could analyze these things so logically; she was quite impressed.

"Then we'll vote for the local G province!"

Long Lifan made the decision immediately, so she found an envelope to frame the letter. Fortunately, she still had quite a few stamps left, so she affixed them to the envelope. The next day, she asked Grandpa Chen to mail the letter for her, and the old man readily agreed.

Several figures were moving constantly among the fields and paths.

"Captain, Party Secretary, look, these are all areas where organic fertilizer has been used," Lin Guowei said excitedly, pointing to a large cornfield in front of him.

The cornfield in front of him was fertilized with organic fertilizer he had used recently. Looking at the lush green corn seedlings, each one was bursting with vigorous vitality.

At first, he was reluctant to build any fermentation tank, thinking it would be a waste of time. But in the end, he had no choice but to follow Long Zhiqing's instructions under pressure from the brigade leader.

As the person in charge who was involved in the whole process, he also wanted to know if this so-called organic fertilizer was really as good as Long Zhiqing said, so he came to the field to compare it whenever he had free time.

"These corn seedlings seem to be greener than those elsewhere, and their roots are also thicker." Lin Guodong bent down and carefully examined the corn seedlings below. Recalling the seedlings he had seen in other places, he immediately drew a conclusion after comparing the two.

"So what Long Zhiqing said was true!" After a moment, he came to his senses and couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

"It should be true!" As a veteran farmer of decades, Secretary Miao could tell the difference at a glance; if this growth continued, the corn yield would definitely increase significantly.

"Why not let Long Zhiqing give it a try!" Miao Dashan was now completely convinced by Long Zhiqing. He silently thought to himself, recalling his wife's words that night.

"Great! Guowei, you're familiar with the process. Immediately build a few more large fermentation tanks, just like Long Zhiqing taught you back then." Seeing how amazing this organic fertilizer was, Lin Guodong also planned to build several more.

“But I’m not very familiar with it yet…” Lin Guowei looked embarrassed. He had just done it perfunctorily, doing whatever Long Zhiqing told him to do, without paying any attention to the details.

"You!" Lin Guodong pointed at him, looking at him with a disappointed expression. He thought to himself, "Forget it, I'll find another opportunity to ask Long Zhiqing for details. Back then, I myself had been just trying my luck, so it's not surprising that Lin Guowei is acting this way."