The first time Liu Ben went to the fields to work with a harvester, he was a little unfamiliar with it, but he became proficient after harvesting one acre. The person working with him was Chengzi. Although Chengzi did not have a license, it was not difficult for him to drive a tractor and pull a bucket to pick up Liu Ben. Liu Ben would find his position by himself, and Chengzi only needed to wait in the car for Liu Ben to fill his bucket with rice, and then transport it to the owner's house.
Liu Ben worked efficiently, but he didn't charge for it. Firstly, the harvester was purchased with funds raised by the villagers, and secondly, he had the money, so he wanted to build good relationships with the villagers. Of course, the villagers were kind, and even though he didn't charge, the owners of the fields he harvested would give him some vegetables to take home. Some were homegrown, and some were purchased dried goods and meat. Liu Ben enjoyed the harvest, and his family was also happy to see him take it home.
The village had an extra harvester, which made life much easier than during the double harvest season. Within a few days, all the fields were harvested. Liu Ben's second-generation Wushuang rice was too busy, so his family helped turn and dry it.
The rice hulling machine Liu Ben bought was a small household plug-in type. It was precise and quiet, but it was slow to hull the rice. The villagers disliked it and no one wanted to use it. Liu Ben was happy to have some peace and quiet, so he moved it into his own room and turned it on every day to hull the Wushuang rice he harvested.
He threshed a basket of second-generation Wushuang rice from outside, then a basket of first-generation Wushuang rice from the space. The second-generation rice was piled up in the home warehouse, and the first-generation rice was returned to the system warehouse after threshing. Liu Ben didn't find it annoying, and he wouldn't make a mistake. He just threshed the rice day after day.
Because the small hulling machine didn't make much noise and there was no rumbling sound from the diesel generator, everyone in the family automatically ignored it. No one noticed that Liu Ben had threshed too much rice, more than the several thousand kilograms he had harvested.
Of course, Liu Ben still remembered the system's seemingly casual words that the rice he pounded manually tasted better, so he stored the two types of rice separately. The rice sold in the store now was still the rice he pounded manually, which was pounded by a huller. He would talk about it later.
A few days later, the Liu family ate the second-generation Wushuang rice grown by Liu Ben.
"Well, it tastes good, but not as good as the first generation." Liu Ben chewed slowly.
Liu Ben had been mentally prepared for this. After all, the system had also said that the quality of the Wushuang rice grown outside was only half as good as that grown in the space. After shelling the second-generation Wushuang rice, it could be seen that the color of the second-generation was yellowish, not that kind of khaki, but light yellow, which was very different from the pure white first-generation Wushuang rice.
According to this trend, if the second generation of Wushuang rice is used to grow the third generation, the color of the third generation will definitely be darker. So Liu Ben decided that when he grows Wushuang rice outside in the future, he will no longer use the second generation of rice as seeds, otherwise the quality of Wushuang rice will become lower and lower.
Liu Yibiao took two bites and said, "It's much better than ordinary rice."
Wang Fengjing comforted Liu Ben: "I think it tastes good too. Although it's not as good as what you got from the research institute, it's still pretty good."
The Liu family, who were unaware of the existence of the system space, always thought that the Wushuang rice, water shield, and devil kelp sold by Liu Ben were all cultivated in the research institute, and they also thought that this second-generation Wushuang rice was the first grain grown by Liu Ben himself.
Liu Ben nodded: "Indeed, it can be sold, but it will definitely not be sold at the price of the first generation."
"Then how are you going to set the price?" Liu Shuangying asked.
Liu Ben remembered the price the system had suggested for Wushuang rice and said, "40 yuan per catty."
"But I don't plan to sell this batch of Wushuang rice I collected," Liu Ben continued.
Liu Yibiao: "Keep it for yourself?"
"No," Liu Ben said with a smile, "Let's share it with everyone in the village!"
The Liu family members were a little confused today. The family meeting that had not been held for many years was suddenly held again. Many elderly people in the village did not use any mobile phone software. They were too old to even hear the ringtones of mobile phones, so the way the family conveyed meeting notices was still the old tradition.
The first people to be notified of the meeting were the young people with cell phones. After receiving the call, they first informed everyone in their family, then walked out of the house, and with all their might, they began to yell:
"The clan leader has notified us to go to the Liu clan compound for a meeting at 9 o'clock!"
"The clan will have a meeting at the compound at 9 o'clock!"
"Aunt! Go to the compound for a meeting at 9 o'clock!"
"The clan leader has something to announce in the compound at 9 o'clock!"
If one person shouted, ten people would hear it; if ten people shouted, a hundred people would hear it. Word of mouth spread like this, and soon the whole village knew about it.
"Why are you holding a meeting so suddenly?"
"Ah, the last time the clan held a meeting was last time."
"Is there something big going on?"
"The autumn harvest is over, so there shouldn't be anything serious, right?"
“You’ll find out when you get there!”…
Although the Liu family members do not communicate with each other as frequently as before, their spirit of unity is still preserved in everyone's soul.
At 9 o'clock, all the members of the Liu family arrived at the compound, from the elderly who were 80 or 90 years old to the hungry babies, everyone was present.
The Liu Family Courtyard is a very old house, and all the Liu family members with the surname Liu originated from this place. Hundreds of years ago, this place was just a thatched hut, and the Liu family was a people who could live in a small hut. Later, through continuous hard work and farming, they grew and expanded, and eventually became the large village they are today.
The Liu Family Compound was also built with great effort when the Liu family was at its most prosperous and wealthy. It is large enough to accommodate the entire village and even more people in the future to discuss important matters within the family.
However, the ancestors at that time did not expect that the land would not be as valuable as before, and the descendants would have fewer and fewer children because they could not support them.
Liu Yibiao walked up to the central stage solemnly, cleared his throat, and began to talk about what he wanted to announce.
"In recent years, food prices have been falling, and households can no longer support themselves by simply growing crops and vegetables. Young people have gone out to work, and the permanent population in our village is decreasing."
Liu Yibiao sighed, "Our village is becoming more and more ordinary. Young people don't know about it, but the old people must still remember how prosperous the Liu family was in the past."
"Yes, life wasn't so convenient before, but it was really good."
"Why is it that now that the environment is better, people's lives are getting worse?"
"Hey, if you ask me, it's just that the young people nowadays are not satisfied. Isn't it enough to have enough food and drink in the village?"
"You're talking nonsense. What's the point of marrying a girl now if you don't have money but only have food and drink? What if she gets sick? What if you raise a child? Those all cost money!"
Everyone started talking about it.
"Everyone, please be quiet." Liu Yibiao pressed his palms downwards, and everyone quieted down.
"Social progress is a good thing. We shouldn't complain just because we can't keep up. Children back then couldn't learn so much, but now they're all in college. That's a good thing! Our village's current problem is that we can't keep up with society economically. We don't have a better way to earn money, and today I have good news for everyone."
Everyone was attracted by the patriarch's words. They all stared at him with wide eyes and pricked up their ears waiting for the good news.
Liu Yibiao waved his hand, and Liu Ben walked onto the stage with a bag.
"This is my grandson Liu Ben. He just came back this year. Many people already know him."
That's not the case. Liu Ben has helped harvest the land of almost everyone in the village. The young man is diligent and careful, and the harvested fields are clean and good, with no waste at all.
Liu Yibiao took the bag from Liu Ben and held it up for everyone to see. "This is the rice that Xiao Ben harvested from seeds he got from a research institute. It's called Wushuang Rice. It tastes great, has high nutritional value, and is very beneficial to the human body. It's also much higher quality than ordinary rice."
Everyone turned their eyes to the bag in the patriarch's hand, their eyes full of curiosity.
"Xiao Ben has opened a shop in the city. Every morning, our family goes there to open the shop. You should have seen this. He sells the Wushuang rice produced by the research institute. Do you know how much it costs?"
Everyone was confused, of course they didn't know.
Liu Yibiao was very proud: "This kind of rice is sold at 100 yuan per catty in the city."
"Wow!" Everyone exclaimed and gasped at the same time, and the curiosity in their eyes turned into envy. Although they didn't know how much Xiao Ben bought the rice at, but selling it for 100 yuan per catty, it must be very good rice, and they must have made a lot of money.
"Of course, the second-generation Wushuang rice we grow in the fields isn't as good as the first-generation rice grown in the research institute, and the yield per mu is low. After all, the research institute is full of high-tech gadgets, and they use sophisticated fertilizers and nutrient solutions. We don't know how to use them, and we don't have them either."
"However, the second-generation Wushuang rice is still several times better than ordinary rice. Its nutritional benefits are extraordinary!" Liu Yibiao looked at Liu Ben and asked, "How much are you willing to offer for the second-generation rice?"
Liu Ben was very cooperative: "The second-generation rice is not as good as the first-generation rice, but it also has a high value, so I plan to set the price at 40 yuan per catty."
"That's quite high. One acre of land should earn at least 10,000, right?"
"Of course, it's a great deal."
"So why did the patriarch tell me this? Is it true..." The tribesmen were all looking forward to it.
Liu Yibiao looked at the clansmen below and said, "I called a meeting today because Liu Ben had an idea. Now it's his turn to share it with you all."
Liu Ben faced so many passionate looks without any nervousness. He smiled and said, "I hope to find someone to cooperate with me. I will provide rice seeds for free. Anyone who is willing to plant them can sign up with my grandfather."
Before he finished speaking, many people began to raise their hands, clamoring to plant. They only calmed down after Liu Yibiao comforted them, but everyone was still very excited.
Liu Ben didn't care and continued with a smile, "But let me tell you, this kind of Wushuang rice easily grows weeds, so before harvesting, you have to..."
Liu Ben explained some of the problems and harvesting situation of Wushuang rice, which calmed everyone's restless hearts.
Finally, he said, "If you want to cooperate with me, I want to purchase at least 60% of the Wushuang rice after the harvest, with a minimum of 300 kilograms, and the purchase price will be 20 yuan per kilogram. This will be written into the contract."
When they heard that they had to sign a contract, many people backed off. The contract has legal effect, and they are not familiar with this variety. If something is not done well and the harvest is affected, will all their efforts be in vain?
Seeing that everyone's interest was waning, Liu Ben comforted them with a few words. In fact, the way of growing rice was still the same as before, except that the harvest was a little more complicated. Even if the harvest was not good in the end, he would still buy it at a price of at least 10 yuan per catty.
After Liu Ben finished speaking, Liu Yibiao continued, "There's no need to make a decision right away. There's no rush. There's enough seed for the whole village. From now until next year's sowing season, you can come to me during the day to sign up. It won't be in vain today. I'll share the second-generation Wushuang rice that Xiao Ben has planted this year with everyone, based on the number of people registered in each household. Let's learn more about it."
Liu Ben walked down and started to weigh the rice and distribute it. Liu Shuangying called out the names, and one person went up to take it when he was called.
"I didn't expect they would give us food to try. It looks like it's really good stuff!"
"Of course, it's not good. Can it be sold for 40 yuan per catty?"
"Wow, it's 40 yuan a pound. The clan leader is really willing to give it all to us?"
"How else could he be the clan leader? The clan leader has always been very kind to the clan members and always thinks of us when there's something good going on. Do you think you are the one?"
"I really want to try what the one that costs 100 yuan a pound tastes like."
"What else could it smell like? It smells like money!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"When we make some money, we'll buy half a pound from the clan leader's house and have a taste of what the rich eat!"
"You, you haven't even made any money yet, and you're already thinking about how to spend it!"
The author has something to say:
I need to prepare to lead the villagers to farm in the future.
Thank you to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution for me~
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