Life in Chuxi was plain but fulfilling. After understanding people's livelihood and feeling the people's sentiments, the group felt that the external image of Chuxi people was just a protective color. After getting in-depth contact with them, they found that they were not as scary as they had imagined.
But after some on-site investigation, Ye Wanwan had to admit that there were indeed reasons why people didn't want to come to Chuxi. It was too dry, and it was also too poor. It was difficult to grow anything because of the lack of water.
In Chuxi's study, everyone was holding their regular meeting every three days, reporting their feelings over the past two days and their ideas on how to develop Chuxi. After all, three cobblers are better than one Zhuge Liang!
"Borrow some water?" Lu Jiazui, who had already darkened several shades even though it had only been a few days, didn't quite understand what Ye Wanwan meant.
Ye Wanwan, who had studied the map carefully for two days, nodded and drew a route on the map with a pen. "From here to here, the terrain goes from high to low. As long as they agree, not only the crops, but also Chuxi's life will be greatly changed."
"Master, what you said makes sense, but how can Yan Country agree to it? Also, the journey is too long, and the loss is also a problem..." Lu Jia thought about it seriously and said divergently.
Ye Wanwan nodded encouragingly at Lu Jia's teachable behavior. "You're right, but things depend on human effort. So, is anyone willing to go to Yan Country to discuss this?"
"Master, I'll go." Xia Feng, the grandson of the white-bearded old man, who usually has little presence, gritted his teeth and volunteered.
If he doesn't bring back some skills, the old man who lost face will definitely not let him go. Compared with other jobs, this job is quite suitable for him. Being good at talking is also a skill.
"Then get ready. We'll go there the day after tomorrow." Ye Wanwan said with a smile, and took out a blank booklet from her homemade booklet. "I'll be your follower then. I want to go and see it, too."
She is willing to give the children the opportunity to grow, but of course it is better to have a foolproof plan for these things. After all, the matter is quite big. On the one hand, she wants to see it with her own eyes, and on the other hand, she wants to have a safety net.
Xia Feng nodded, holding the booklet solemnly, feeling both nervous and excited. This was his first time doing something on his own! And it was such a big thing!
However, reality is always crueler than imagination. Xia Feng, who was still happily writing the plan in the afternoon, became a little depressed in the evening. When he thought about whether he could convince the other party, he inevitably fell into self-doubt.
He thought about it over and over again, and even when he lay in bed, he was still tossing and turning, thinking and thinking, but he couldn't figure it out...
"What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well?" Ye Wanwan felt a little sorry for Xia Feng, who couldn't even pick up noodles with his chopsticks and had two panda eyes.
Xia Feng, already listless, trembled as the chopsticks in his hand trembled and fell to the ground. He rubbed his eyes, not bothering to bend down to pick up the chopsticks, and replied, "Master, I don't know how to convince them... Why should they help us?"
"Let's talk after dinner, there's no rush." Ye Wanwan handed over a pair of clean chopsticks and poured a glass of water in front of him.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him with concern, Xia Feng nodded, cheered himself up, finished a bowl of noodles, and sat there obediently waiting.
Ye Wanwan sighed inwardly, and at the same time quietly quickened her eating pace. She wanted to sort out the kid's affairs earlier so that he could get some sleep. After all, they were about to set off in the afternoon, so it would be better for him to be more energetic.
"Master, I think I may not be able to convince them..." Unlike yesterday's high-spirited appearance, Xia Feng at this moment was like a wilted cucumber, dejected and lifeless.
Yesterday, he thought it was something that could be solved with a quick word, but after thinking it over carefully, he realized that it wasn't that simple and that he had been too arbitrary...
Ye Wanwan didn't say a word, just listened quietly to Xia Feng talking, occasionally writing something on paper, until Xia Feng started to blame himself, then she interrupted him. She was definitely a super qualified listener.
"Stop! It's good enough that you can think deeply about what to do. If you are confused, solve it. It's not good to complain about everything here." Ye Wanwan pushed the paper in her hand in front of Xia Feng. Written on it was Xia Feng's mumbling summary.
There are actually three intertwined questions: How to negotiate a partnership? How to implement it? And what to do next?
"Let's not talk about the relationship between the two countries for now. What do you think two people need most for a long-term, stable relationship?" Seeing that Xia Feng wanted to say something else, Ye Wanwan took the initiative to ask him a question to prevent him from having wild thoughts.
Xia Feng was stunned for a moment, as if he had never thought about this question before, and slowly said, "Master, some people make friends for money, some for love, and some just for an opportunity at a certain time. But to convince Yan Nation, these points don't seem to be enough..."
"Let's talk about the present. Why did you follow me to Chuxi? Why was I willing to bring you to Chuxi?" Ye Wanwan continued to guide him without any hurry, and even poured a glass of water for Xia Feng.
"The world is full of turmoil, all for the sake of profit. There is nothing to be ashamed of." Seeing that Xia Feng was a little embarrassed, Ye Wanwan did not feel embarrassed and continued to speak.
"Look, whether it's your grandfather wanting you to learn something, or me needing him to help look after someone I care about, or all those miscellaneous feelings, called emotional values, they're all ultimately a form of interest."
"So what does Yan Nation lack? They have a small land area, a large population, and a shortage of food, right? But we can't give them our Darong territory, so what should we do?"
"Should we teach them how to grow high-yield crops? Or perhaps teach them new planting methods? In exchange, no one loses out. In fact, if they see enough benefits, they might even be more willing to cooperate than us."
Xia Feng listened to Ye Wanwan's step-by-step explanation, and his thoughts gradually became clearer. He seemed to be able to imagine the scene of the upcoming negotiations in his mind. At the same time, he became more and more aware of the painstaking efforts of his grandfather to send him here...
Apart from the Master, who else would be so patient in discussing these trivial matters? How many others could so effectively integrate the teachings of the book with real-life applications? Perhaps there are some, but they are too few, too few. Perhaps it is precisely because they are so few that the Master is so special.
It was not until this moment that he truly understood the poem posted everywhere in the Linjia Village school: "What is learned from books is always shallow; to truly understand it, one must practice it personally."
"Master, I understand. I will go and ask everyone for advice." Xia Feng nodded heavily, and the fighting spirit in his eyes rekindled.
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