Zeng Wangcai doesn't know how to farm. He didn't expect that the land today is so fertile, or that the seeds of later generations are so awesome that they can create satellites in no time.
This requires a new plan. First of all, the number of people for harvesting is too small. One company is too few. At least a regiment is needed to harvest the crops as quickly as possible.
Secondly, should we just hand in the extra part like that?
I'm unwilling to give up. At least I have to get back what my second uncle and Xiaohu have paid for. It doesn't matter whether they get money or not, as long as I get enough food.
After making up his mind, Zeng Wangcai left the confidential department, asked Xiaohu to go back first, and went to the division headquarters alone.
"Commander, Commander..." Zeng Wangcai saw Chen Hong and waved from afar.
"You kid, why are you running here without taking a rest right after you came back?" Chen Hong took off his hat and said while fanning himself.
"I have something to report to you. Can you help me contact the chief?" Zeng Wangcai said with a grin. "You know, before I left, we had some land there. Now it's time to reclaim it, and I don't have enough manpower."
"That's right. Come on, let's go inside and talk." Chen Hong waved his hand and went back to the office first, followed by Zeng Wangcai.
When he arrived at the office, Chen Hong asked the orderly to pour some water, cold water.
Chen Hong was thirsty, but Zeng Wangcai was not.
"Tell me, how many people do you need? Why do you need to go to the leader? I can take care of this matter." After Chen Hong finished speaking, he suddenly started to drink water.
"A group..."
puff!
"Cough, cough, cough..." Chen Hong was choked. After finally relieving himself, he glared and asked, "How many people do you need to harvest the crops?"
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