After saying this, He Runqing finally breathed a sigh of relief: "I asked my dad, I kept calling and asking, and they said there was no news. They've already gone to Shanghai to inquire."

"But I'm glad you're alright."

"The rice is almost ready to be harvested, and everyone is busy cutting it."

Chen Yifei said, "I said these things are all good, especially plump this year."

"Several companies have already finished collecting their stock."

He Runqing hesitated before speaking, then said, "Yesterday, my father-in-law said he would wait for you to come back and give everyone some advice."

Chen Yifei asked curiously, "What's wrong? What happened?"

It was lunchtime, and when Chen Yifei and He Runqing went out for a walk, everyone around them was eating. They were all huddled together, talking and greeting each other listlessly.

Without exception, they all ate white rice.

Before, no one was willing to eat this kind of thing. It felt like two kinds of rice mixed together were the best thing to eat. I never thought that now we would be eating white rice.

"Yifei! You're back!"

"How is the capital city? Did you go to Tiananmen Square? I heard it's especially big and bright."

"Yifei, when are you coming to our house for dinner? We always have white rice. Thank you so much, everyone is getting some."

"..."

Chen Yifei also suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

Is there something wrong with the white rice?

"Why are you all eating so much?"

The main reason is that he knows everyone in the village very well. If it were possible to make money and sell it for a lot of money, no one would be willing to eat it. The current situation must be because there is a problem with the white rice.

"Is it not tasty?"

Chen Yifei went to Wang Tiezhu's house and sat down. Wang Hu also sat down next to him and ate his third bowl of food.

Wang Tiezhu was speechless: "This brat has only ever known how to eat my food and use my things since he was a child. Now that he's back, he's starting to eat my food again. Doesn't he know he wants to die?"

"I'm furious right now. This Wang Hu really doesn't want to live anymore! I want to beat him to death with two sticks!"

Wang Hu quickly ate another bowl, his fourth bowl yet.

I'm just afraid that Dad won't let me eat it anymore.

He said hurriedly, "Dad, you can scold me all you want, but this white rice is so delicious, why are you eating it with such a gloomy face? Even if we don't make money, our family still has me to make money. I'm very capable."

"Why isn't white rice profitable anymore?" Chen Yifei asked. "People will come and buy it. And the price they pay should be the same for everyone."

Wang Tiezhu hesitated for a moment, then sighed and said, "Yifei, don't worry about these things. Just focus on your own. Listening to our messy affairs will only upset you."

“Okay.” Chen Yifei nodded. “Uncle Tiezhu, I know you’re worried that I’m too much trouble, or that you don’t want me to know and it will affect me or anything. But the situation is what it is now. I’m still the director of the Agriculture Bureau. If you don’t tell me, who will you tell?”

Chen Yifei said this, and the neighbors around Tiezhu's house heard it to some extent. At this time, they came over with their rice bowls.

Yes, every family ate fragrant rice, but no one was happy.

Wang Tiezhu was also furious, and he said directly, "You don't know. I find fault with everything, but I don't care about anything else. But right now I'm just angry."

"Do you know what those lunatics think we are? They refuse to accept anything from our commune. What do they take us for? Aren't we all looked down upon?"

"..."

"Why won't you accept our commune's rice?"

Despite their being blocked one by one, Chen Yifei still found the key to it.

"They're all crazy, they're all going to die!" Wang Tiezhu clenched his fists, as if he disliked everyone.

"They're just jealous of you. They say you've made so much money leading our village and you already have so many industries, so why should you still take our rice?"

“Our village didn’t produce rice before, so we didn’t get a share.”

"Now everyone looks down on us, saying we're making a lot of money while they have nothing. That's why they won't let us make any!"

Wang Tiezhu is also a man of strong character: "Making money is all about ability. They're not capable enough, so now they're trying to mess with us. How can something like this happen?"

The more I think about it, the more upset I feel, and I feel like I want to get angry and punch someone.

He Runqing nodded and said, "That's roughly how it is. Dad went to talk to them, asked around, and the commune also negotiated. But our village really doesn't have any quotas, although it wasn't explicitly stated before. But now, regarding this kind of quota issue..."

"There are regulations, that's true. If people aren't satisfied, we won't accept them."

"..."

"Yifei, we don't blame you. You asked us to plant rice because you wanted to help us and make money. Who knew that seeing our village's good harvest, others would target us like this!"

“Everyone’s been making a fuss for days. They’re so angry that they just come over and argue. But there’s nothing we can do. They can only swallow their anger and eat rice. There’s nothing we can do about this kind of thing.”

"Eat more; what you eat is money in itself."

Anyway, it'll at least offer some comfort once it's in your stomach.

That's what he said, but Wang Tiezhu was furious when he saw Wang Hu standing there like a hungry leopard, eating and eating nonstop.

How can he eat so much?

He has no skills whatsoever; all he does all day is eat.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became.

"You brat, if it weren't for the money you made following Yifei, I would have kicked you to death!"

Chen Yifei smiled and said, "Wang Hu has matured a lot now. Uncle, you don't need to worry, Hu Zi will definitely make a lot of money in the future."

"Yifei, I just want to ask you one thing: can we continue operating in Beijing?" Wang Tiezhu asked somewhat excitedly.

Chen Yifei himself said frankly, "Yes, we can. We definitely can."

"Then I'm relieved."

Wang Tiezhu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Tiger still hopes to follow you; he has a future with you. I think it's understandable that you don't pay him. Before, when the old masters in our village took on apprentices, the apprentices always had to pay the masters."

"Tiger was always mischievous. We all thought he was a hopeless case. Being with you before made things even more bleak."

"Now, I feel that you are Tiger's benefactor."

After saying this, both He Runqing and Chen Yifei laughed.

Tiger blushed slightly: "Okay, hurry up and talk about the rice. What are you doing all day, talking nonsense about my affairs!"

It's no exaggeration to say that all the bad things Chen Yifei did as a child, including running around naked, were told to him by his parents.