Exploration on the Daqing Mountains is still in full swing.

Wangjia Village's future plans are also gradually getting on track.

The sweet potatoes were harvested, and as usual, the harvest was bountiful. One acre yielded eight to nine thousand kilograms of sweet potatoes. Wangjia Village had a bumper harvest last year, and while they were happy about it, they weren't particularly surprised.

This year, Wangjia Village has learned from their experience. The team fed ten pigs together. When the sweet potato leaves grew rapidly, the pigs' food was these fresh and tender sweet potato leaves.

The people from other teams never expected that the sweet potatoes would grow so big, and everyone was grinning from ear to ear.

With so many sweet potatoes as a base, every household no longer has to worry about running out of food!

During this period, Director Zhang was the busiest, inspecting the sweet potato growth in each township and town every day. But despite his busy schedule, his heart was burning with passion!

A yield of 10,000 jin per mu is not an exaggeration!

Technician Li has not been free recently. He only took the time to come over after Wangjia Village had harvested the sweet potatoes to learn about the harvest situation in Wangjia Village.

Agricultural experts have been very excited recently. They have been worried that these wild fruits, sweet potatoes and the like can produce high yields in Daqing Mountain, but they don’t know whether they can produce such high yields in other places.

The bumper sweet potato harvest across the county gave them confidence.

Each of them borrowed a tool from a fellow villager, and they dug sweet potatoes with more enthusiasm than the people in Wangjia Village.

Dig out the sweet potatoes, wash them in the nearby river, and take a bite. They are extremely sweet.

That same day, the brigade canteen began steaming sweet potatoes. The sweet potatoes here have a thin skin and few tendons, are sweet and soft, and have a delicate flesh, making them very delicious.

There was a burst of laughter in the cafeteria, which was the joy of the farmers' harvest.

Professor Lin and his companions were in even better spirits and started singing while eating.

"Wei is majestic on the high hills. Wei is majestic on the high hills. It is the hometown of Duke Houji, Duke Wenwu, Duke Zhou. Agriculture was once the foundation of our country. Today, agriculture enriches our people's livelihood and national defense..."

The geologist was not to be outdone: "It was the wind in the valley that fluttered our red flag. It was the torrential rain that washed our tents. It was the stars in the sky that lit our lamps. It was the birds in the forest that announced the dawn to us."

This is the famous "Song of the Exploration Team". Many people have heard it on the Central Radio Station, and now they all sang along.

Outside the cafeteria, there was a group of people standing, and one of them was an old man who couldn't help but sing along to the beat.

When one song ended, someone in the cafeteria started another one, and everyone was filled with passion.

"Chief, what do you see?" asked the guard next to the old man outside the door.

"That's fine, let them keep singing! It's rare for the villagers to be happy! It's a good thing!"

County Magistrate Zhang stood aside, very respectful.

While a few more songs were being sung in the cafeteria, even though the leader was still listening with great interest, County Magistrate Zhang had already signaled the accompanying staff to come forward and knock hard on the door.

Lin Zhong looked out the door, quickly stood up from his chair, and shouted loudly: "Chief!"

The word "chief" exploded in the cafeteria like thunder!

Everyone looked out the door.

Outside the canteen door, the leader, whom the common people could only see in newspapers, was smiling and looking at them gently.

boom!

After a moment of silence, the crowd began to roar like a tide.

"Chief!"

"Hello, Chief!"

People rushed to Shouzhan, so excited that they didn't know what to say.

Even the captain, whom everyone respected the most, was so nervous that he was swallowing his saliva and couldn't say a word!

But Jiaojiao, relying on her young age, called out crisply, "Hello, Grandpa!"

The chief had already noticed Jiaojiao. He smiled brightly and said, "Hello, little one! What's your name?"

"Report to Grandpa, my name is Feng Jiaojiao!"

Jiaojiao is small, and Shuixiu is afraid that others will squeeze her, so she holds her in her arms.

At this time, the leader reached out and took Jiaojiao from Shuixiu's arms.

"Feng Jiaojiao! What a nice name! Do you know the origin of the surname Feng?" the chief asked kindly.

Jiaojiao looked at the old man, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

"The surname Feng comes from Nuwa, the ancient goddess of creation in Chinese mythology. Legend has it that Nuwa's surname was Feng, so everyone with the surname Feng has the most powerful ancestor in the world!"

Jiaojiao looked at the old man and clapped, "Wow! That's amazing!"

The old man tapped the little red dot on her forehead and said, "This little girl is no ordinary girl!"

Jiaojiao blinked her eyes, always feeling that what you said was right.

After talking to Jiaojiao, the old man turned to several experts, asked about their work one by one, and gave affirmation and praise for their work.

Then came the captain and the people from Wangjia Village.

"Your Wang Village is truly remarkable! One time, we had a bumper wheat harvest, another time, we had giant pumpkins, and now we have such a high yield of sweet potatoes! Your Wang Village is truly a Feng Shui treasure land!"

The captain repeatedly said, "It's the leadership of the leader that's great! Under the leadership of the Party, we will unswervingly follow the socialist path and will surely achieve greater success!"

"Good! Good!" The leader praised loudly, and everyone around him applauded.

The commander looked at the pile of sweet potatoes and was invited into the cafeteria to taste the new ones. He nodded uncontrollably after tasting them. "Great! These sweet potatoes are soft, sweet, and fragrant, with no gluten. They're worth promoting! I heard our Wangjia Village yields 10,000 kilograms per mu? That's incredible! If every part of our country could have such a high-yield crop, why would the people not have enough to eat? Promote it! Start in your province!"

A middle-aged man behind him nodded quickly. This man was the Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee of He Province, and he was accompanying the leader on the local inspection.

"I think the cafeteria in Wangjia Village is really good. The food is delicious and the atmosphere is great! Everyone is having a great time. This is what socialism is all about! From now on, you should use Wangjia Village as a model and work towards this goal!"

“Yes, yes, yes!”

The people of Wangjia Village received the greatest recognition ever, more exciting than being in the newspaper. This was the chief's personal praise!

Not only were the people of Wangjia Village excited, but the team of geological experts and the team of agricultural experts were also proud of it.

The geological team, which had been unsuccessful for a long time, regained their fighting spirit and continued to drill into the Daqing Mountains, not missing a single detail.

The agricultural survey team was also full of energy, shouting slogans as they went into the mountains every day.

Infected by this enthusiasm, Jiaojiao also worked hard to cultivate a large number of peach trees, preparing to distribute them to several surrounding villages, and vowed to make Wangjia Village's peach industry bigger and stronger.

The first person to receive the saplings was Zhou Xianyong, the village leader. He had initially assumed that at least two-thirds, if not all, of the villagers would agree to plant peach trees. However, only half agreed.

Zhou Xianyong's enthusiasm was completely dashed. He said bitterly, "I fought for this for you with all my might, and you're so good! If you become jealous of others and regret planting, the people you kidnapped won't have any saplings for you!"

Mengzi also nodded. The current situation was very clear. It would definitely not be wrong to follow Wangjiacun's footsteps!