There are many people with the surname Niu in this village, so Li Banfeng thought this was Niujia Village.

Later I learned that this village was called Laobing Village. There were more than one hundred households and more than five hundred people in the village.

In Sandaoling, theirs is one of the few villages that still has food to eat.

Whether we can still have food to eat even when the insect plague has reached this level depends mainly on three conditions.

The first condition is that it can be planted.

Li Banfeng saw their farming practice, a man in his forties named Niu Jingchuan. He cultivated many special seeds, which he sowed in the dead of winter and could harvest the crops that month.

Li Banfeng was very surprised: "With your planting method, can't you produce twelve crops a year?"

"That won't work!" Niu Jingchuan shook his head and said, "This is fast planting. After planting a few times, the soil will be ruined.

Usually only two crops are planted, and the land needs to rest for a year.

The soil of Sandaoling is fertile, and can produce at most three crops a year, so the soil needs to be nurtured for another year next year.”

Niu Jingchuan didn't say anything more. He went into the field and checked every crop one by one.

This farming and repair is the capital that has enabled Laobing Village to survive to this day.

But once you have the capital, you have to be able to keep it.

The second condition is the ability to defend, and the people of Laobing Village can really defend!

The grain harvested in autumn was directly looted by mosquitoes, so Gengxiu immediately planted the seeds.

From the time the grain started to ear, mosquitoes began to invade. The first crop was planted quickly, but less than 20% of the grain was harvested.

When it was almost time to plant the second crop, the villagers had gained experience. They set off smoke and spread pesticides. After the grain had earred, all the men, women, and children in the village watched it day and night to protect half of the grain.

After the grain is harvested, it is sent directly to the cellar. People are assigned to take turns guarding the entrance to the cellar. Every hour, they go down to the cellar to check and kill any mosquitoes they see. If all the mosquitoes are not killed, people will not come out!

This is the attitude of life!

The third condition is to know how to distribute food.

The method of distributing food is very simple. Go door to door and calculate according to the population. Each person is only given two days' worth of food. Do not store any food at home, otherwise it will all be fed to mosquitoes.

The method is simple, but it is not so easy to execute.

If you know someone who is distributing food, you will definitely want to get more.

If one person gets more, others will also want more.

If there are too many people like this, someone will suffer.

If too many people suffer losses, some people may not wait to share the food and start snatching food.

The Laobing Village put a lot of effort into distributing the grain, with each family sending one person to be responsible for packing the grain.

After the bags are filled, no one is allowed to take the food away, and no one is allowed to leave the granary. All the food is piled at the door of the granary until another person in the family can take it.

Depending on how many people there are in the family, you can get a few bags of rice. If there are food-conscious people in the family, there will be extra distribution.

These rice bags were made by everyone in the village and they all look the same. No one can tell which bag belongs to whom. You just pick whichever one you want.

There are still ways to cheat, such as marking the food.

But cheating is difficult and has serious consequences. Once caught, you will be expelled from the village.

The food is distributed fairly and people are united. Logically, Laobing Village should be able to survive this insect plague.

But something unexpected happened a few days ago.

There was a thief outside the village who came to steal food. His technique was so sophisticated that he deceived the village guards.

It would have been fine if he had stolen some food, but this thief was so wicked that he left the granary door open, allowing mosquitoes to get in and waste most of the food.

There was no choice but to plant the third crop quickly.

There are still five days before harvest, and the ears of grain will soon emerge.

There are more and more mosquitoes nearby, and the effectiveness of various poisons is becoming less and less.

Niu Jingchuan was very nervous; he had already seen mosquitoes near the crops.

Just one mosquito appearing could mean a total loss of harvest, and all previous efforts would be wasted.

If they cannot protect this crop of food, Pancake Village will starve, and the villagers will starve to death, or turn into evil spirits that feed on humans, and eventually become like other deserted villages.

Li Banfeng looked at the colorful smoke floating in the farmland, the mosquitoes hovering in the smoke, and listened to Niu Fuzhi talking about things in the village.

"These medicines were delivered by the peddler. We knew the peddler, but we didn't know you, so we had a fight with you at the entrance of the village.

The peddler is really our benefactor. His medicine was very effective at first, but now it is becoming less and less effective. However, we will never forget his kindness. He is really a good man.

You were sent by the peddler, right? Speak up!

Even if you haven't been to school, you have some accomplishments. The peddler should be able to recognize you, right?"

Li Banfeng was stunned.

The peddler delivers medicine to Laobing Village?

Isn’t a peddler a businessman?

Maybe his identity is not that simple?

Li Banfeng was still thinking, Niu Fuzhi said: "I have been talking for so long, where is your medicine? Take it out and use it!"

Li Banfeng was about to take out two packets of ready-made medicine, but after looking at the situation around him, he shook his head.

“You can’t use medicine here.”

"Why?" Niu Fuzi was very puzzled.

Li Banfeng said: "I'm afraid of attracting mosquitoes."

Niu Fuzhi frowned and said, "We want mosquito-killing medicine. Why are you making mosquito-attracting medicine? You look like an uneducated person."

Li Banfeng frowned: "You have never been to school!"

Niu Fuzhi puffed out his chest and said, "I never went to school."

There's no way to explain it to him.

Li Banfeng selected a location to add the medicine three hundred meters away from the farmland. According to the instructions on the prescription, Li Banfeng asked Niu Fuzhi to prepare a big pot and some firewood.

"Do you need to boil this medicine into soup? Are you planning to feed the medicine to mosquitoes? We use fumigation."

"You have never been to school, and yet you have so many things to do. Hurry up and get the things here!"

After a while, Niu Fuzhi came with a big pot on his back, and Li Banfeng added water to boil the medicine.

The water boiled, a packet of medicine poured out, and the smell of medicine evaporated.

Niu Fuzhi sniffed the medicine and joked, "You know what, it smells really good. Can people take this medicine? Let me try it..."

Buzz!

Before he could finish his words, a large swarm of mosquitoes gathered around him. Some rushed directly into the soup pot, while others hovered near the pot.

Niu Fuzhi shouted: "You bird man, you are really harming people, you really attracted mosquitoes?"

Niu Fuzhi was cursing his mother, and Niu Jingchuan, who was working in the fields, laughed.

The mosquitoes that used to linger in the rice fields have all left.

Following the direction the mosquitoes were flying, they were all flying towards Li Banfeng.

Mosquitoes gathered from all directions and gathered into a ball, surrounding Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng calmly stirred the spoon in the soup pot, watching the mosquitoes fall to the ground one by one around him.

Mr. Yao’s medicine can attract mosquitoes, but it can also kill them.

As long as they smell a little bit of the odor, the mosquitoes will fly over, and when they touch a little bit of the mist coming out of the medicine pot, they will die immediately.

Niu Jingchuan walked closer and said with a look of joy: "This medicine is really effective!"

Niu Fuzhi was a little scared: "If this drug can kill so many mosquitoes, can it also kill people?"

To be honest, Li Banfeng was also a little worried.

But Jiuhulu reminded him, "Before leaving, Lao Yao said that this medicine won't hurt anyone."

Did Lao Yao say such a thing?

I should have said that.

Mr. Yao would not use medicine to harm people.

There was a thick layer of mosquitoes piled up near the medicine pot. A dose of medicine could last for a day and a night. Li Banfeng lasted for two hours, and Niu Fuzhi asked someone to replace him.

"My benefactor, please go to my house for a meal first."

Eat again?

Didn’t you just eat it?

But Li Banfeng was really hungry.

The meal we had was the Pancake Village’s most famous pancake.

After having a meal at Lao Niu's house, the hostess was a little unhappy, but she didn't say it.

After finishing his meal, Li Banfeng checked the efficacy of the medicine.

More than two miles away from the place where the medicine was boiled, Li Banfeng could still see a lot of mosquitoes flying towards the medicine pot.

After walking another three miles, there are basically no mosquitoes in this area, as all the mosquitoes have been attracted away by the fragrance of the medicine.

After walking a little further, the mosquitoes appeared again.

The aroma of medicine cannot reach here.

Li Banfeng used his exquisite skills to carefully distinguish the flavors, and indeed there was no smell of medicine in the air.

Mr. Yao’s medicine is indeed powerful. All mosquitoes within a radius of five miles will be attracted to the medicine pot and be poisoned to death.

This is equivalent to forming a protective shield that can protect the food in Laobing Village.

The ears of wheat will emerge within five days, the harvest will be completed within three days, and it will take several days to thresh and store the grains. Leaving them a dozen packets of medicine powder should be enough.

The Pancake Village can be saved now.

Li Banfeng also wanted to see if there were other villages that were still insisting on living like human beings.

There must be more.

If we can arrive one step earlier, perhaps one more village can survive.

He was just about to give the finished medicine to Niu Fuzhi, but then he changed his mind and felt that this was not the right thing to do.

We survived this time, but what should we do next time?

As long as these mosquitoes continue to exist, Laobing Village will always be on the line between life and death.

There is only one way to save the Pancake Village, and that is to give them the prescription.

But the prescription is for Pan Dehai.

Wouldn't it go against Mr. Yao's original intention to hand it over to this group of villagers?

Moreover, this prescription is so toxic. If it is given to ordinary people and the prescription is changed, will it be used to do evil?

While he was thinking, Niu Fuzhi chased after him and said, "My benefactor, where are you going? It's time for dinner, come to our house and eat!"

Is it time for dinner again?

Li Banfeng followed Niu Fuzhi into the house.

Niu Fuzhi's wife was counting the rice grains as she put them into the pot. She grabbed a handful more into the basin, hesitated for a moment, and then grabbed some back.

A family only has two days' worth of food. This is Li Banfeng's third meal here, and the hostess feels distressed.

"What are you doing!" Niu Fuzhi scolded his wife, "The benefactor is here, why are you still being so stingy!"

The daughter-in-law bit her lip and put two more handfuls of rice into the pot.

Niu Fuzhi went into the cellar, fumbled around for a long time, and then took out a jar of wine.

"My benefactor, please don't despise me. We don't have any good wine here. We brew it at home.

This year we suffered a disaster, so I brewed this jar of wine. I wanted to drink it during the New Year, but benefactor, I’ll give you a taste today.”

Li Banfeng felt a pain in his chest.

It hurts so much.

He felt guilty, not because he was poisoned or injured.

He wanted to hand over the prescription, and he had to hand it over now.

Niu Fuzhi poured the wine and said, "My benefactor, what's wrong? Why don't you drink?

If you don't like this wine, I'll go out and look for good wine tomorrow. I heard there's still some wine in Mitang Village. My wife has a bracelet, I'll pawn it and exchange it for wine for you, my benefactor!"

Li Banfeng felt a pain in his heart again.

"Have a bowl first? Try it first!" Niu Fuzhi raised the bowl.

Li Banfeng picked up the wine bowl and took a big sip.

The wine was mellow and spicy, and it made Li Banfeng feel hot all over.

Niu Fuzhi called his wife again: "Bring that piece of pickled pork to stew for our benefactor!"

The hostess couldn't help but reply: "This is the only piece left, and the kid doesn't even want to eat it."

Niu Fuzhi said angrily: "What are you talking about? Just stew it when I tell you to!"

The hostess dared not say a word.

Li Banfeng was speechless.

Niu Fuzhi took another sip of wine and said to Li Banfeng, "My benefactor, I know that your medicine is not ordinary. Can you give us two more packets?

We don’t want it for free, we pay for it, we… we give you everything we can,

Benefactor, I beg you, I kowtow to you!"

As he spoke, Niu Fuzi was about to kneel down.

Li Banfeng took a deep breath and said, "Stand up, don't kneel!"

Niu Fuzhi said: "I am sincere."

Li Banfeng frowned and said, "Even if you are sincere, you are not allowed to kneel. Lao Pan, please come out and don't ruin this honest man."

Niu Fuzhi was stunned and asked, "What are you talking about? Who is Lao Pan?"

Li Banfeng said: "Niu Fuzhi, you are blessed and ambitious. Such a person should not kneel. This time it was Lao Pan who forced you to kneel. Don't kneel again in the future.

Old Pan is here. Tell your wife to keep the pickled pork and not give it to him. Find a place to hide for a while while I talk to Old Mr. Pan. "

ps: Pan Dehai is here.

(End of this chapter)

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