after--
The Miao men and women from various branches left first, waving goodbye to Mu Achen!
Mu Achen then discussed the second matter.
"Several elders mentioned to me before that there was a problem with food supplies in my Miao region!"
"This natural disaster has brought many things to the forefront, and some memories are even deeper! The food problem has also reached a point where it must be addressed."
"Although I am confident, we still need to conduct small-scale experiments first."
Food is the guarantee of life at all times.
Mu Achen's gaze fell on his clansman and Tang Aye, and he said, "I have already prepared the seeds! There are five varieties in total. We will plant five mu of land in Que Dong Village and Hei Wu Village first."
"It failed, but I'll keep trying!"
"It's a success! The next step is to gradually expand its cultivation to all the major branches!"
"Today I'm just giving you a general overview. We'll have to wait until things go smoothly in Que Dong Village and Hei Wu Village before we can proceed with the details."
“Grandpa, Grandpa Tang, these days you two villages need to select Miao men and women to plant rice seedlings. The exact number is yet to be determined, but each village should select one or two leaders for me so I can teach them the special skills.”
The clan elder and Grandpa Tang said they would take care of this matter when they got back.
The other branches were very much looking forward to it, because this was food!
They can all grow crops, and they also have rice seeds.
But after what happened in the orchard, they were even more eager for the seeds in the hands of the Miao King in the future.
“Ah Chen, you’ll definitely succeed! I’ll save all the fertile fields of the Short Skirt Miao for you.” An elder from the Short Skirt Miao village spoke first.
Unexpectedly--
"Short-skirt Miao, you, along with the White Miao and Long-skirt Miao, already have land as wide as the Starry Sky Fruit Forest to cultivate, and you've spent over ten million of A-Chen's money. Don't you have any shame? You still want to monopolize A-Chen's land?"
“That’s right! You’re shameless! The Starry Sky Orchard is right next to the most sacred Jiuyou Ancient Village of my Miao people, and you still dare to reach out to Achen. My Hua Miao people have been waiting for this for so long! If anyone dares to steal Achen again this time, I’ll fight you.”
“Your seedlings are nothing. My seedlings have already been reserved. My seedlings are next.”
The chief of the Qingmiao village, who was also Yang Aze's father, immediately spoke up.
What it attracted, however, was a joint attack from several other factions.
Ah Chen and Ah Mo watched this scene without saying a word, regardless of whether they were making a fuss or not.
The elder clansman turned to Mu Achen and asked, "Achen, you want to plant five kinds of grains at the same time in Que Dong Village and Hei Wu Village, and each kind is planted on five mu of land. That would be twenty-five mu of land. Do you have that many grain seeds?"
"have!"
"Have you chosen which fields to cultivate in both villages?"
"What's wrong, Elder?"
The elder clansman meant, "Isn't it necessary to choose a field?"
Ah Chen said, "No need to choose, just a contiguous area will do, preferably fields from two villages next to each other! And close to a water source, that would be more convenient."
Amo said, "At the foot of the mountain, over there where the fruit is sold, there is a field where two villages are connected, and next to it is a tributary of the Qingque River."
I'll go check it out later.
"I'll go with you when you go."
"Okay!"
The elder asked again, "When do you plan to start? The sixteenth day of the twelfth lunar month is the beginning of spring."
“I know the elders of the clan. The land I’ve marked out here still needs to be plowed and fertilized properly. As long as we get these things done before the new year, we can leave the rest for after the new year.”
“Since you’ve already made up your mind, then give the orders to the two villages to do it. Don’t go to the fields yourself for everything. You’re not fully recovered yet; you need to rest.”
"I'm not that delicate, Elder. I've done these things before."
"The past is the past, and the present is the present. How can you compare them?"
The elder of the clan felt a strange sense of comfort when he lectured Mu Achen.
After all, this young Miao man could talk a mile a minute, and they actually thought of carrying him up the mountain and burying him themselves.
Seeing Ah Chen's expression, Ah Mo smiled without saying a word, but she was still a little worried that Ah Chen might suddenly say something that would offend the elder.
After a moment, Mu Achen saw that the chiefs and elders of several branches were arguing so fiercely that their faces were red and their necks were thick. He shook his head and smiled.
"Let's go, Mo!"
Amo nodded.
Ah Chen greeted the nine elders and told them to take their time to discuss it. Then he and Ah Mo called Aunt Tang Yue'e and prepared to leave.
"Achen, you left before you finished talking?" The village elder who called out to Achen was a member of the Waishu Miao ethnic group.
Ah Chen turned around and said with a smile, "You guys continue, I'll go do what I need to do."
"Don't go, don't go, Ah Chen, don't go."
The old man from Waishu Miao Village, already quite old, rushed up to Achen. "You can't leave now. Of the twelve branches, apart from the Zi Miao who don't show their faces, among the eleven branches here, the Waishu Miao and the Xique Miao are the poorest!"
“The Magpie seedlings have a ginger bud, but our Crooked Seedlings have nothing. Your next plan should include the Crooked Seedlings.”
"You shameless Miao, how dare you say that? We Qingmiao are just sitting here staring blankly, not getting anything in return."
Chief Yang of Qingmiao Village was furious again and immediately stepped forward, but unexpectedly—
The other village elders beside Chief Yang were not to be outdone, saying directly, "I am from the Flower Miao branch. Have you forgotten, you surnamed Yang? Your Green Miao are at least a little weaker than the Red Miao and Black Miao, yet you—"
"Hey, you little seedling, can't you speak properly? Do you think my green seedlings are weaker than my black seedlings?!"
“You green seedlings think you’re still the same green seedlings from a hundred years ago, and you don’t take my black seedlings seriously.”
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