"Oh my god, it's true, there is a lot more food than before!"
"This Tiger Warrior is truly amazing! How did he do it? I see his method of growing crops is not much different from ours."
"If you ask me, could it be because of Brother Lin? Even though the people in his village always say that Brother Lin is a monster, I think Brother Lin has an immortal aura and a spirit. He must be a god. The wheat yield is so high, it must be the gods who are helping him!"
"That's not right. Brother Lin used to grow his own crops, just like us. I think it's because of Tiger Warrior."
"Didn't Warrior Tiger farm before? Zhang Qiang from Taohua Village is from the same place as him and joined the army together. Zhang Qiang said they used to farm at the border when they weren't fighting. There's no such thing!"
With the bumper grain harvest and doubled output, people started discussing it. Some people thought it was Bai Chi's credit, while others thought it was Hu Yunxiao's credit.
But no matter who is mentioned, the other party has reasons to refute, because no matter who these two people are, there is nothing unusual about them growing crops in the past.
Finally, everyone thought that maybe this was the result of the joint efforts of the two of them. Maybe they were both gods who came to earth to save everyone, so if they worked together, they could grow very high yields of crops!
This reason was obviously easier to convince everyone, so the rumor that the two were a perfect match spread in an unexpected way.
The bumper grain harvest is not only happening in the villages near Qinghe Village.
The Bai Chi family had a bumper first grain harvest, with the yield doubled, except for buckwheat. Half of the grain was sold to the government office, and if nothing unexpected happened, it should have all been planted.
With the bumper harvest of buckwheat, the government soon sent officials to purchase a large amount of this high-yield buckwheat.
Not only did they encourage everyone to sell more, they even brought in large quantities of grain to sell at low prices, persuading everyone to keep only enough seeds for the high-yield grain at home, sell the rest, and then sell more grain for food.
It seems that the county magistrate has also seen his political achievements. If he can promote this high-yield grain throughout the county, or even the whole country, promotion is inevitable.
Bai Chi took the lead and set an example by leaving only enough seeds, and sold the rest to the government, which then promoted it.
There is still more than a year left before the drought, and buckwheat can be harvested in about three months, which means that there are still four or five crops left.
With the grain harvested this year, we can hold out for a while longer in the face of disaster.
As for other crops, such as the wheat that is about to be harvested, the corn that has just been planted, and the rice seedlings that have just been raised, they can only wait until next year.
Or, after the drought is over.
Some were happy and some were sad. While almost everyone was celebrating the great harvest, the entire Qinghe Village was too dull.
Everyone looked at the grain they had harvested in disbelief. It was exactly the same as before.
The yield per mu of land is only about 200 kilograms. Some people who don't take good care of their fields may not even get 200 kilograms.
"How is this possible! The seeds and grains bought by people from other villages from Lin Baichi's house are more than double what they used to be, so why are we still the same as before?"
At this time, many people gathered in the village chief's yard, discussing this matter in disbelief.
Almost every household in Qinghe Village had a representative come to their home - except for Lin Baichi's family, no one notified them.
In front of the village chief were several bags of freshly harvested grain. The old farmer could estimate at a glance how much grain there was, without even weighing it.
"Where's the food from Lin Baichi's family? How's the harvest?"
"Their crops have been growing well. The fields are densely packed and lush, just like before. I'm sure the yield has doubled."
"The officials came to our house today and said our grain wasn't as good as others. They could tell at a glance that it wasn't the high-yield variety, but the same as before. So they didn't want our grain."
"That's what our family says too!"
"Our family is the same..."
"And us..."
Almost every household received the same evaluation as the official who sold grain.
Finally, a young man stood up.
"Village Chief, Lin Baichi must have been deliberately fooling us. No wonder he was so generous and sold us seeds without any grudges. It turns out he was waiting for us here!"
"Yes! Lin Baichi must have done it on purpose. He is indeed a monster who was born without anyone to take care of him. How evil! He shouldn't have stayed in our Qinghe Village!"
"Village Chief, let's go find Lin Baichi and ask for an explanation! He cheated us and deliberately sold us useless seeds. Let's go and pay them back!"
"village head……"
[End of today's update, 6,000 words, love power~]
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