Chapter 181 Fatty Ding fainted
“Alas!”
“I said Yang Dazhuang, what the hell are you doing?”
“As soon as the man comes Just say let me go, please give me a reason, you didn’t see me busy!”
In the grain station, a group of people were busy.
The stationmaster, Fatty Ding, was at the door, his arm being pulled by Yang Dazhuang, and his body was reluctantly resisting.
“Fat Ding, I told you last time, but you don’t believe me.”
“But this time my master has spoken, you can go and see for yourself, you are right.”
Yang Dazhuang didn't say much. In front of him, Fatty Ding was just a child. His chubby body couldn't withstand Yang Dazhuang's pull.
“Wait, wait, I haven’t eaten this meal yet!”
"After dinner, why don't I come with you after dinner?"
Fatty Ding patted his belly. He hadn't eaten in the morning and had been busy all morning, so he was already hungry.
Yang Dazhuang didn’t say anything, but the strength in his hands did not decrease.
But I knew Fatty Ding’s abilities in my heart. After eating a meal, there was another procrastination, maybe it would be postponed until tomorrow.
Fatty Ding was speechless when he saw him. He was quite helpless when a scholar meets a soldier.
"Okay, for the sake of your Majesty, I, I won't argue with you."
"But let me arrange the manpower at least."
"There are many things going on here. I have to say something before I leave."
Seeing this, Yang Dazhuang let go of his hand, but followed him closely.
Fatty Ding sighed, called his deputy to give instructions, and then called a steward to follow him.
In his heart, he didn't feel the need to go.
The last time Yangjiazhuang was able to spend a lot of money to support national construction, he had already responded to the above.
However, for this kind of enthusiasm, not to mention how many there are across the country, there are dozens of villages around Sijiu City.
So, when Yangjiazhuang asked him to go there this time, he had already seen clearly in his heart.
“Oh, these old revolutionaries!”
Fatty Ding was sitting in the car. Although he admired these people in his heart, he still had to talk to Yang Dazhuang, an unreasonable guy.
So, on the donkey cart, Fatty Ding kept talking.
Yang Dazhuang, who was sitting aside, clenched his fists loudly, but had to endure it.
On the other hand, Yang Shitou, who was driving the car, had a smile on his face and would say a few words to Fatty Ding from time to time, but no one saw the cunning in his eyes.
In the afternoon, in the big team in Yangjiazhuang.
Wang Xuyang and Wang Xuyang sat together, holding corn pancakes in their hands and biting them mechanically.
Ever since I learned about the harvest in Yangjiazhuang in the morning, it has been like this.
More than two hundred thousand catties!
The harvest of their village in a year is not that big!
The other party is just an autumn harvest.
They received news that during the spring harvest, Yangjiazhuang had already harvested a lot of food.
This has been confirmed when delivering food at the grain station.
Calculating this way, they dare not even think about how much food Yangjiazhuang could have.
What shocked them even more was that this abundant harvest was actually due to the use of special seeds.
Originally they thought it was related to water and fertilizer.
In their opinion, Yangjiazhuang should do this.
The consequence of this is to overdraw the potential of the land.
This has also been tried in their village. After a piece of land was drained of its potential, the crops in the second year were not even half of the normal amount.
But now, what did they hear?
A high-yielding corn seed, a corn seed that does not require crushing the land, with a yield of up to 600 kilograms per mu. What does this mean, even a farmer would be shocked.
Nowadays, a yield of three to four hundred kilograms per mu is normal.
He doesn’t believe in people who can produce ten thousand catties per mu.
The yield per mu was six hundred kilograms, and he felt like he was going crazy.
The only pity is that the corn grown from this special seed cannot be used as seed grain.
If it were possible, that would be great.
Looking at the people in the room doing calculations again, listening to the abacus snapping, and then looking at the grain bags piled outside the room, the two of them looked at each other and could see the decision in their hearts.
They have to get some of this.
Just as the two people were making eye contact, Fatty Ding and his party arrived at the entrance of the village.
Since we arrived at the place, Fatty Ding didn’t say much. He just happened to come to see Mr. Yang. He hadn’t seen him for a long time, and he missed the days of fighting together.
A few people got off the carriage, and Fatty Ding ignored Yang Dazhuang and walked straight to the large group.
Yang Dazhuang followed behind him, but his face showed amusement.
When we arrived outside the big team, before we even entered, the grain bags high up on the courtyard wall came into view.
"I said, why are you piling it so high!"
"What should I do if it rains?"
"Also, quickly prepare straw mats (made of wheat straw) Rainproof objects), if something happens, you will cry.”
Fatty Ding said what he said. When he walked to the door, he saw piles of rolled up straw mats. He didn't say much and walked towards the yard.
Officer Xiao Li, who came with him from behind, quickly followed, but Yang Dazhuang kept some distance away, as if he was watching a show.
"This, this..."
As soon as he stepped into the compound, Fatty Ding was shocked by the stacks of grain in front of him.
The bags of grain were piled together and suddenly appeared in front of us.
The part exposed from outside the courtyard wall is just a handful at the top of the pyramid, and the part blocked by the wall is the bulk.
“So much food!”
For a moment, Fatty Ding felt dizzy, and then
bang
he fell backward.
Officer Li behind him was also shocked, but he reacted quickly. He stretched out his hand to support Fatty Ding, and the two sat on the ground together.
But it’s better than Fatty Ding.
On the contrary, Fatty Ding's original subjective assumptions changed rapidly after seeing something beyond his cognition, causing his body that was already lacking in glucose to fall into a coma.
If he had been mentally prepared, how much food would he not have seen?
It can only be said that the food in Yangjiazhuang this time was beyond expectations.
After a while, Fatty Ding, who was surrounded by a group of people, felt a stinging pain in his penis, and then opened his eyes.
Hiss...
Fatty Ding wiped his upper lip and felt a numbness. Even the teeth on the upper jaw were numb from the pressure.
The people around him helped him up, and Fatty Ding shook his head, "Oh, who pressed this? It was so strong. Hiss, it hurts me so much."
In the crowd, Yang Dazhuang put his hands behind his back Behind him, his face remained unchanged. But Fatty Ding did not forget about business.
I didn’t think there would be anything serious, I just came here for a walk.
But now, the food in front of us is business.
Put your feet up and run to the grain pile, pat this, it’s strong.
Touch that, it’s bulging.
"Master!"
"You have to tell me carefully, how did you get so much food?"
Fat Ding looked at Mr. Yang in front of him and asked quickly.
“How did you get it?”
“Of course it was planted!”
Mr. Yang said it 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. In fact, he was really Mr. Yang’s junior.
During the Anti-Japanese War, Fatty Ding’s father served as a soldier under Mr. Yang. Later, he died in Jinan during the liberation, leaving behind a widow.
Fatty Ding was raised by Mr. Yang, which was why he and Yang Dazhuang had a good relationship.
"I'm asking, is there any secret to this kind of land?"
Fatty Ding asked carefully, and finally said, "There was some experimental field a while ago, and one acre of land was planted. Thousands of pounds of wheat.”
“ In fact, they just piled the wheat seedlings into a field, saying that they were grown with good fertilizer.”
“There is a rice yield of more than 30,000 kilograms per acre, and people can sleep on it. Can’t even drop an egg.”
“It seems that we also used various fertilizers, and cut and plowed the ground.”
“We must have some secret to produce so much corn, and we dare to show it to others. "
Fatty Ding said carefully, if you can become the webmaster, you are embarking on an official career!
Some things need to be painted with some color to be more convincing.
“You little bitch, what are you talking about!”
Mr. Yang slapped him on the top of his head. Fatty Ding quickly lowered his head, not daring to cause trouble.
"If you want to know, then come in and I'll tell you."
Mr. Yang walked into the house, and Fatty Ding quickly followed. Wang Xuyang and Wang Xuyang also came over to have a fight. call.
"You two are not preparing in the village, what are you doing here?"
Wang Xuyang did not hide anything and told the story about borrowing 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 authorities cannot take care of that comprehensively, they can only tear down the east wall, mend the west wall, and do what is important!
It’s just that the farmers have been wronged.
A few people walked into the house. Fatty Ding found a place to sit down, picked up the water jar and took a sip, and then listened to Mr. Yang talking.
The clerk on the side took a pen and paper at his signal, ready to record.
Mr. Yang picked up the cigarette pot again. Fatty Ding quickly took out half a box of stars, took out one and handed it to Mr. 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 in the smoke.
Five minutes later, Fatty Ding and Wang Xuyang looked the same as before.
The cigarette ash on my hands has grown so long that I can't even feel it, and my mind is filled with incredible thoughts.
If something like this happened by some means, he would be pleasantly surprised. After all, there is a strong trend across the country. With this trend, they can do business, and even Yangjiazhuang can become famous.
But you only need to do this once.
After all, what is done is what is done.
If you have done a lot of great things, then they are just small things.
What's more, the village can't stand such trouble.
But now, there are means, but they are not one-time.
If you make a change from the seed and do it well, it will not be one or two acres of land, nor one or two villages. It will be a nationwide improvement!
Thinking of this, Fatty Ding only felt thirsty in his throat. He picked up the water vat again but only drank the bottom of the vat. He swallowed hard and spit.
"Master."
"You didn't lie to me?"
"Lied to you? I told you last time, you don't believe me."
"What? Since when did we from Yangjiazhuang lose our ability to speak? "
"No, no, no, no."
Seeing that Mr. Yang was a little angry, Fatty Ding waved his hands quickly, "I'm not, I'm too excited. This is too hard to accept. .”
"It doesn't mean anything else. I really don't mean anything else."
"You don't believe it when the yield per mu is six hundred kilograms. How can you believe those who earn ten thousand or twenty thousand?"
On the side is Yang Dazhuang. Interjection, I am happy that this guy is at a disadvantage.
"Oh, Zhuangzi, what you said is untrue. Why don't I believe it?"
"Don't believe it? Can I come back with you?"
Facing Yang Dazhuang, Fatty Ding was not afraid.
The two of them are familiar with each other and their words are tough.
“Tch!”
The two of them wanted to talk again, and Mr. Yang coughed.
"Fat man, it must be true. That's why I asked you to come over and see for yourself."
Mr. Yang put out the cigarette butt.
Fatty Ding concentrated his attention.
"You can also see the benefits of spreading this story."
"If nothing else, the village will not have to go hungry this year."
< br>"What I mean, do you understand?"
"Understood, Master, I understand."
"Don't worry, I will report this matter, I will report it myself!"
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Fatty Ding agreed, feeling happy in his heart and getting up to go out regardless of the people around him.
This time, he wanted to tell the director in person to finalize the matter.
"Eat before leaving!"
Fat Ding was stunned for a moment, then stepped back, patted his belly, grinned, "hit!"
(End of this chapter)
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