Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 181 Fatty Ding fainted

"Ahhhh!"

"I said Yang Dazhuang, what the hell are you doing?"

"As soon as people come, tell me to go. You should give me a reason. You didn't see that I was busy!"

Inside the grain station, a group of people were busily busy.

Fatty Ding, the station manager, was at the door, his arm was pulled by Yang Dazhuang, and his body resisted reluctantly.

"Fatty Ding, I told you last time, you don't believe me."

"But this time the grandfather has spoken, you can go and see for yourself, it must be right."

Yang Dazhuang didn't say much, in front of him, Fatty Ding was just a child, and his chubby body couldn't withstand Yang Dazhuang's tugging at all.

"Wait, wait, I haven't eaten this meal yet!"

"After dinner, can't I go with you after dinner?"

Fatty Ding patted his belly. He didn't eat in the morning, and he was busy all morning, so he was already hungry.

Yang Dazhuang didn't speak, but the strength in his hands didn't decrease.

But in his heart he knew what Fatty Ding was capable of. After eating a meal, he was procrastinating for a while, and it might be delayed until tomorrow.

Fatty Ding was also speechless when he saw it, and he was quite helpless when a scholar met a soldier.

"Well, for my grandfather's sake, I, I don't care about you."

"But at least let me arrange the staff."

"There are a lot of things here, I have to explain a few words when I'm leaving."

Seeing this, Yang Dazhuang let go of his hand, but he followed beside him every step of the way.

Fatty Ding sighed, called his deputy to give instructions, and called another officer to follow him.

In his heart, he didn't feel the need to go.

The last time Yangjiazhuang was able to spend money to support the country's construction, he had already responded to the above.

However, for this kind of enthusiasm, not to mention how many there are in the whole country, there are dozens of villages around Sijiu City.

Therefore, for this time Yangjiazhuang let him go, I have already seen it thoroughly in my heart.

"Oh, these old revolutionaries!"

Fatty Ding was sitting in the car. Although he admired these people in his heart, he still wanted to talk to Yang Dazhuang, an unreasonable guy.

So, on the donkey cart, Fatty Ding kept talking.

Yang Dazhuang, who was sitting on the side, creaked his fists, but he had to endure it.

On the other hand, Yang Shitou, who was driving the car, had a smile on his face and talked to Fatty Ding from time to time, but no one saw the slyness in his eyes.

In the afternoon, in the big team in Yangjiazhuang.

Wang Xuyang and Wang Xuyang were sitting together, holding tortillas in their hands, but biting their mouths mechanically.

It has been like this since I learned about the harvest in Yangjiazhuang in the morning.

More than 20 catties!

The annual harvest of their village is not so much!
And the other party is just the autumn harvest.

They received news that during the spring harvest, Yangjiazhuang had already harvested a lot of grain.

This has been confirmed when the grain is delivered at the grain station.

Calculated in this way, they dare not think about how much food Yangjiazhuang can store.

What shocked them even more was that this bumper harvest was actually due to the use of special seeds.

Originally they wanted to come, it should be related to water and fertilizer.

In their view, Yangjiazhuang should do this.

The consequence of doing so is to overdraw the potential of the land.

This point has also been tried in their village. After a piece of land was squeezed out of its potential, the second year's crops were not even half of the normal crops.

But now, what did they hear?
A kind of high-yield corn seed, a kind of corn seed that does not need to squeeze the land, has a yield of up to [-] catties per mu. What does this represent, even a farmer is shocked.

Nowadays, it is normal to produce three to four hundred catties per mu.

He doesn't believe that the yield per mu is ten thousand catties.

With an yield of six hundred catties per mu, he felt that he was going crazy.

The only pity is that the corn grown from this special seed cannot be used as grain.

It would be great if it was possible.

Looking at the few people in the room who were doing the calculation again, listening to the crackling of the abacus, and looking at the grain bags piled up outside the room, the two of them looked at each other, and they could see the decision in their hearts.

They have to get something like this.

Just as the two of them made eye contact, Fatty Ding and his party came to the entrance of the village.

Now that he was in the place, Fatty Ding didn't say much. He just happened to come to see Mr. Yang. It's been a long time since he said that, and he also misses the days of fighting together in his heart.

After several people got out of the carriage, Fatty Ding ignored Yang Dazhuang and walked straight to the big team.

Yang Dazhuang followed behind, but his face showed playfulness.

Outside the big team, before entering, the food bag that was higher than the courtyard wall came into view.

"I said, what are you doing stacking so high!"

"What if it rains?"

"Also, quickly prepare straw mats (weaving straws to keep out the rain), if something happens to you, you will cry."

Fatty Ding was talking, and when he reached the door, he saw piles of rolled up straw mats, so he walked into the yard without saying much.

Officer Xiao Li who came behind hurriedly followed, but Yang Dazhuang pulled away a little, looking like he was watching a show.

"This this………"

As soon as he stepped into the compound, Fatty Ding was shocked by the grain stacks in front of him.

The bags of grain piled up together appeared so suddenly in front of them.

The part exposed from the courtyard wall is only a pinch at the top of the pyramid, and the part blocked by the wall is the big head.

"A lot of food!"

For a moment, Fatty Ding felt dizzy, and then
砰

The whole person fell backwards.

Officer Xiao Li behind him was also shocked, but he reacted quickly. He reached out to support Fatty Ding, and the two sat on the ground together.

But it's better than Fatty Ding.

On the contrary, it was Fatty Ding, who was originally subjective. After seeing something beyond his cognition, the rapid change of the two emotions caused his body, which was originally lacking in glucose, to fall into a coma immediately.

If he is mentally prepared, how much food has he never seen?

It can only be said that the food in Yangjiazhuang this time was too unexpected.

After a while, Fatty Ding, who was surrounded by a group of people, felt a stabbing pain in the crowd, and then opened his eyes.

hiss……

When Fatty Ding wiped his upper lip, he felt a burst of numbness, even the teeth on the upper jaw were numb from being pressed.

Fatty Ding shook his head when the people around him helped him up, "Oh, who pressed this? It's so powerful. Hiss, it hurts me to death."

In the crowd, Yang Dazhuang put his hands behind his back without changing his face.

But Fatty Ding didn't forget the business.

I didn't think there would be anything serious at first, but I just came here for a walk.

But now, the food in front of him is business.

Lift your feet and run to the grain pile, pat this, it's strong.

Touch that, bulge.

"Master!"

"You always have to talk about it carefully, how did you get so much food?"

Seeing Mr. Yang in front of him, Fatty Ding hurriedly asked.

"How did you get it out?"

"Of course it was planted!"

Mr. Yang spoke forcefully.

Fatty Ding nodded repeatedly.

"Look at my mouth, this kind of food is not grown."

Fatty Ding nodded and bowed in front of Mr. Yang, but he was actually Mr. Yang's junior.

During the years of the Anti-Japanese War, Fatty Ding's father served as a soldier under Mr. Yang, and later died in Jinan during the liberation, leaving behind a widow.

Fatty Ding was raised with the help of Mrs. Yang, which is why he has a good relationship with Yang Dazhuang.

"I'm asking, is there any trick to this kind of land?"

Fatty Ding asked cautiously, and finally said, "A while ago, there was an experimental field where thousands of catties of wheat could be grown from one acre of land."

"In fact, the wheat seedlings were piled up in a field, and they were said to have sprung up with good fertilizer."

"Is there any rice with a yield of more than 3 catties per mu, which people can lie on and sleep on. Even an egg can't fall down."

"It seems that all kinds of fertilizers have been used, and the ground has been cut and plowed."

"Here, we have to have a trick to produce so much corn, and dare to show it to people."

Fatty Ding said carefully, if he can become the station master, he will also embark on an official career!
Some things need to be painted with some color to be more convincing.

"You son of a bitch, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Grandpa Yang slapped him on the top of the head, and Fatty Ding quickly lowered his head, not daring to cause trouble.

"If you want to know, then get out and let me tell you."

Mr. Yang walked into the house, Fatty Ding quickly followed, and Wang Xuyang and Wang Xuyang also came to say hello.

"You two are not preparing in the village, what are you doing here?"

Wang Xuyang didn't hide anything, and told about the borrowing of food.

Fatty Ding was silent for a while.

The surrounding villages are not rich, but the assigned tasks must be completed.

There is no way, the higher-ups can't take care of it so comprehensively, so they can only tear down the east wall and mend the west wall, and do it urgently!

It's just that the peasants have been wronged.

Several people walked into the room, Fatty Ding sat down on the ground, picked up the water jar and took a sip, then listened to Mr. Yang's words.

The officer at the side held a pen and paper at his gesture, ready to record.

Grandpa Yang picked up the cigarette pot again, and Fatty Ding quickly took out half a box of stars, took out one and handed it to Grandpa Yang, and then scattered it around, leaving only an empty shell.

噌噌
The lighter became the focus again, and Mr. Yang's voice slowly sounded from the smoke.

Five minutes later, Fatty Ding and Wang Xuyang looked the same as before.

The soot on my hand is too old to feel, and my mind is full of inconceivable.

If there is a certain way to come up with such a thing, he will be pleasantly surprised. After all, there is a strong wind all over the country. With this wind, they can also do business, and even Yangjiazhuang can be famous.

But this kind of thing, do it once.

What is done is what is done after all.

It’s a small thing if you have done a lot of great things.

What's more, the village can't afford such a toss.

But now, there are means, but they are not one-off.

Make changes from the seed, and if it is done well, it will not be one mu or two mu of land, nor will it be one or two villages. It will be a nationwide improvement!
Thinking of this, Fatty Ding only felt that his throat was thirsty, and he picked up the water jar again but only drank from the bottom of the jar, swallowing and spitting so uncomfortable.

"Master."

"You didn't lie to me?"

"Lying to you? I told you last time, you don't believe me."

"What? Our Yangjiazhuang people, when did we lose our ability to speak?"

"No, no, no, no."

Fatty Ding saw that Mr. Yang was a little angry, and quickly waved his hands, "I'm not, I'm too excited, this is too hard to accept."

"No other meaning, really no other meaning."

"If you don't believe the yield of [-] catties per mu, why do you believe those with a yield of [-] to [-] catties?"

Yang Dazhuang interjected, happy that this guy was at a disadvantage.

"Hey, Zhuangzi, what you said is not authentic, why don't I believe it?"

"Don't believe me? Can I come back with you?"

Facing Yang Dazhuang, Fatty Ding was not afraid.

The two are familiar with each other, and they speak hard.

"cut!"

The two wanted to talk again, but Mr. Yang coughed.

"Fatty, it must be true, that's why I asked you to come and see for yourself."

Mr. Yang stubbed out the cigarette butt.

Fatty Ding concentrated his attention.

"You can also see the benefits of spreading this matter."

"Not to mention anything else, after this year, the village no longer has to go hungry."

"I mean, do you understand?"

"Understood, my lord, I understand."

"Don't worry about this matter, I will definitely report it, and I will report it myself!"

"Okay. I'm relieved then."

Fatty Ding agreed, and he was also happy in his heart. He didn't care about the people around him getting up and going out.

This time, he will go and tell the director himself to finalize the matter.

"Eat before leaving!"

Fatty Ding was taken aback for a moment, then stepped back, patted his belly, and grinned, "Medium!"

(End of this chapter)