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Meanwhile, Wen Dazhuang drove all the way back to Xiaoyang Village. As soon as he arrived at the village entrance, he saw many families in the village taking their tools and preparing to go to the fields to harvest rice.

Dazhuang, hurry up, someone's coming from above!

Just then, the village chief saw Wen Dazhuang return home and quickly went up to pull him to the fields.

Hey Uncle Village Chief, what's up? Who's here? I just got back and haven't even had a sip of water yet!

Wen Dazhuang was caught off guard and was momentarily pulled off balance by the old village chief.

Uncle, you should explain yourself clearly!

Wen Dazhuang was dragged by the old village chief all the way to the field.

People from the county government have come; they say they've come to check on our village's rice harvest.

"What's there to see?" Wen Dazhuang scratched his head and followed the village chief into the fields.

Oh dear, are you a blockhead? It's because your family has had a good rice harvest these past two years that I reported it to the county government.

The former village chief of Xiaoyang Village was not only the village chief of his own village, but also in charge of two other natural villages nearby. Therefore, he was given a minor official position as a village head by the higher authorities.

Although the village head was not a high-ranking official, he still had to report his work to the county government on time.

The village chief saw the rice planted by Wen Dazhuang and his wife. At first, he thought that Dazhuang and his wife were just messing around. They had changed the way they planted rice, and the old village chief thought that Dazhuang would not succeed. But when the first autumn harvest came, he found that each mu of land yielded 200 jin more rice than other families.

This really surprised me. Two hundred jin! The yield has increased so much!

This is only one acre of land. If all the paddy fields in the village were planted using the same method, there would be a lot more grain produced.

The old village chief didn't know whether the extra 200 jin of yield was due to a change in the method or because Wen Dazhuang was too attentive to the fields, so he decided to wait another year to see.

To verify his thoughts, his family even set aside an acre of land, learned the method from Dazhuang, and had the eldest son take care of that acre of land.

Last autumn, I watched my eldest son harvest rice in his field. After the rice was threshed and weighed, it was indeed more than in previous years.

Although it wasn't 200 jin, it was still 180 jin more per mu.

This method of switching to rice cultivation is effective.

Overjoyed, the old village chief immediately reported the matter to the county.

When the county officials heard about this, they initially didn't quite believe it.

He later explained that everyone in the village, including himself, had changed their planting methods this year, and the autumn harvest was approaching. He asked if the county could send someone to take a look.

The county government's agricultural affairs officer brought his men to the village today to help the villagers harvest rice.

When the village chief brought Wen Dazhuang to the field, they found a group of people waiting for them.

The people standing at the very front were not government officials in their official robes!

Dazhuang, come with me!

The village chief called out to those behind him and strode towards the people from the county.

When the two approached, he hurriedly bowed to them!

Yang Lizheng, it's good that you're here. This is Magistrate Cao. He came all the way from the county to your village today to see everyone harvesting rice!

Good heavens, even the county magistrate has arrived!

Upon hearing the introduction from the household registration official, Wen Dazhuang and the village chief hurriedly bowed again.

Greetings, Your Excellency!

No need for formalities, please rise!

I heard from Yang Dianli that the rice grown in our village can yield nearly 600 catties of grain per mu. Is that true?

Yes, he/she is a real adult!

It was also the first time the village chief had met the county magistrate. He suppressed his excitement and spoke to the magistrate.

Oh? It really can produce this much more grain per acre?

When Magistrate Cao heard the village chief's reply, he was extremely excited. There were capable people in this village! They could harvest so much more grain per mu. If this method of switching to rice cultivation really worked, wouldn't he have gotten a great deal as soon as he took office?

Who suggested the change of planting method? The manager is calling them over!

Sir, the first person in our village to plant it this way was this man behind me.

Dazhuang, tell the adults about your rice planting experience!

Ah! Okay, okay!

This was the first time Wen Dazhuang had ever seen an official even higher than the village head. He had heard that this person was the county magistrate, and he was still a little disoriented!

Sir, this is how we planted it at home. We've been planting it for the past two years, and this is the third year.

In the past, we used the old method to grow rice in paddy fields!

My daughter-in-law heard this from a traveling doctor in the village when she was at her parents' home.

Rice seedlings must be cultivated first, and then transplanted!

It's said that it not only saves seeds but also makes the plant more resistant to falling over!

I followed my daughter-in-law's method and tried planting it for a year. When I harvested the rice, I weighed it and found that the yield per mu was indeed more than in previous years.

The following year, the family changed the planting method for all two acres of paddy fields they owned!

This is the third year!

Wen Dazhuang stood before the county magistrate and stammered as he finally managed to get his words out!

It's been planted for three years! It seems this is true.

Okay, isn't today the day for harvesting rice? Everyone, go down to the fields and help harvest the rice.

Let's buy from this company and see for ourselves if production has indeed increased.

Magistrate Cao waved his hand and led his men to help Wen Dazhuang harvest rice in the fields.

Sir, no need, I can do it myself!

Wen Dazhuang dared not let the county magistrate work in the fields, so he quickly stepped forward and waved his hand.

Hey buddy, hurry up and take us to your field.

We need to finish collecting them early so we can weigh them and see the results.

You don't need to refuse. Before I became an official, I also had to do farm work at home!

Magistrate Cao rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, took a sickle from his attendant behind him, and waited for Wen Dazhuang to lead the way.

Okay, everyone, follow me. My land is just ahead.

Wen Dazhuang led his group directly to the field, where everyone found their spots and prepared to start harvesting the rice.

Sir, please wait a moment!

Seeing that everyone was scattered in the field, Wen Dazhuang rushed forward to stop them.

Look, everyone, the rice in my yard is planted in neat rows and columns.

Everyone just needs to find their own spot, which makes it easy to cut the rice.

After hearing what Wen Dazhuang said, everyone looked down and saw that the rice was planted in rows and columns.

The group split into two teams of six people each. One team collected the items from front to back, while the other team collected them from back to front.

After assigning tasks to different people, everyone began the actual rice harvest.

Wen Dazhuang, standing next to Magistrate Cao, began to bow and harvest the rice.

Seeing that everyone had started working, Magistrate Cao also bent down and got to work.

Twelve people worked on one acre of land, and everyone worked quickly, and soon a lot of rice was harvested.

After working for a while, Magistrate Cao suddenly felt an unbearable backache. He straightened up and rested for a bit, and then he saw that Clerk Yang, who was harvesting rice opposite him, hadn't done much work either!

Alas, I've been used to a life of luxury, and things are definitely not what they used to be.

At this moment, Yang Dianli straightened up to rest and immediately noticed that his group was much slower than the others.

Oh dear, this won't do! I'm in the same group as Magistrate Cao, and even if we end up in the slowest group, I don't care about the consequences, but what if Magistrate Cao feels embarrassed?

I can't rest. As a subordinate, I should be considerate of my superior and do more work.

Yang, the clerk, bowed and began to work hard!