Chapter 5 Village Chief, Did My Cousin Get into Trouble?
The village chief's children, who were playing in front of their house, heard the commotion and ran over there as well.
As dusk began to fall, Yin Xiaoyin was dragged to the village chief's house.
The village chief's children, covered in dust and dirt but beaming with excitement, exclaimed, "Sister Xiaoyin is amazing! These things she found are edible, so we won't have to go hungry for long..."
The village chief's wife wiped her hands on her apron. Yin Xiaoyin felt a little awkward. In her memory, it seemed impolite to come to someone's house without prior notice.
"What's this?"
Only then did she notice that what had been thrown into the yard were several pieces that looked like radishes or sweet potatoes. The village chief's wife asked a question in surprise.
“It’s jicama. I’ve eaten it in Beidu. I recognized it on the mountain and found that the stems and leaves were the same as those in the book. I tasted it and it tasted right, so I had everyone bring it back.”
The village chief's wife slapped her with a cry of "Ouch!" Yin Xiaoyin felt a sharp pain in her body.
"How dare you eat random things?"
“I recognize him.”
Yin Xiaoyin was a little confused. She had already scanned the food and it was safe to eat, so why was the village chief's wife still angry?
The village chief's wife sighed and casually tossed the baby lying in her arms aside: "The mountains have endless wealth, and even we, who have lived here for generations, may not know everything. Some of it is highly toxic; what if you get sick from eating it?"
The little boy chimed in, unwilling to give up: "Even the barefoot doctor said it's a good thing!"
The village chief's wife's eyes widened: "Then we can't just eat anything when we go up the mountain anymore."
She smiled kindly and reassured him, "But if this thing is really edible, we'll have another food to eat. Don't blame me for scolding you, I'm just scared."
Yin Xiaoyin tilted her head, slowly trying to understand the complex emotions of humans. She hit herself because she was worried.
Just then, the village chief's daughter-in-law returned from work. She was from the south. Her child stuffed a bite into her mouth, and she widened her eyes: "I think I've had this taste before when I was a child. Let me think, my mother said it was called, called, called yam."
The little boy clapped his hands happily: "Mom, you're right! Sister Xiaoyin also says it's called yam."
Did you thank me?
"I want to give Sister Xiaoyin the biggest sweet potato, wheat bran, and cornmeal steamed bun!"
Yin Xiaoyin wanted to refuse, but the village chief's wife picked up the bowl and said domineeringly, "There's no reason for someone to take something and leave empty-handed. Just remember to return the bowl to me."
That night, many families in Hongye Village had an extra dish. In those days, who could afford fruit? The naughty children had already devoured most of the wild fruits on the mountain. Moreover, these jicama were not only crisp and sweet, but eating them could also soothe the stomach to some extent.
The village chief took a bite and said indifferently, "This educated youth, Yin Xiaoyin, is quite capable."
That night, the village chief tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and rode his bicycle to Qingye County early the next morning.
That night, Yin Xiaoyin, clutching the pen her uncle had given her, didn't sleep very well.
She dreamt of a man, whose face she couldn't make out, but whose figure stood sadly at a ferry crossing, murmuring softly, "My hometown is over there, and I am on this side."
The robot, who was always meticulous about everything, wanted to see his face clearly, but the water at the ferry was rippling, and it seemed as if there was smoke, making the figure even more obscured.
When I woke up in the morning, the dream from last night was still hazy. I carefully put my pen down and whispered, "Uncle, running away is useless. Only the strong have the right to speak."
However, Yin Xiaoyin sighed again, thinking that she was the worst performer in the interstellar robot ranking assessment, otherwise she wouldn't have only done the mission on her first try.
The predecessors warned that although their technology was advanced, no matter which world they went to, they could only use production tools that were compatible with the productivity of that time. Otherwise, they would be given a yellow card for violating regulations, and if they caused abnormal fluctuations in spacetime, they would be sent back.
Therefore, it is quite difficult to grasp the right balance.
The very simplest one is the photon cannon level.
I'm going bald; I really can't think of anything simpler than a photon cannon...
The underachiever is definitely not as good as the genius!
Chi Shen always adapts perfectly.
She scratched her head. The simplest way was to assemble it using the parts she could currently obtain, which should minimize the deviation.
When she saw the weeds yesterday, countless formulas and data flashed through her mind, but those herbicide formulations were all complex. Although they were non-toxic and highly effective, they were completely unsuitable for this era, and many of the chemical reagents were simply unavailable at present...
She observed her surroundings, randomly selected a few items, and finalized the herbicide formula.
She's so clever!
With the harvest season fast approaching, herbicides are no longer suitable. We're just waiting for the winter wheat to be sown, and watering with a spray of about 40 ml is appropriate.
The wheat is late, but the cornfield not far away seems to have just grown three to five leaves, which is a good time to weed.
If weeds are removed during the corn harvest, the yield will definitely increase, and everyone will have more food to eat!
Ah, she really is a good educated youth from Beijing who loves research and constantly strives for progress.
Meanwhile, the village chief, sweating profusely, arrived at the county's people's commune, found the leader in charge of agriculture, and reported the matter.
Wei Qing, a man of wide experience, listened with a smile and said, "This educated youth, Yin Xiaoyin, has a very strong research spirit, which is especially commendable. We should encourage young people to do more research and innovation. You've come at just the right time; look here..."
The village chief blushed with embarrassment: "I... I don't know many characters."
Wei Qing frowned in disapproval: "You're the leader. How can you promote this to the team members if you don't know many characters? Nowadays, when educated youth go to the countryside, you should not only help them adapt to farming, but also help them learn to read. We should help each other."
After saying that, he read the paper in his hand to the village chief: "Isn't it a coincidence that this herbicide formula, which has just been successfully tested and is ready to be put into use, is the same as the one you got from the educated youth Yin Xiaoyin?"
The village chief rode his old bicycle back to the village in a daze. It seemed that this educated youth, Yin, really had some ability.
After he returned, he went straight to Yin Xiaoyin, who was already in the fields, and said, "I went to the county. Your suggestions were very constructive, but now is not the right time to use herbicides."
"However, it's a good opportunity to test it out in the cornfield. If it goes wrong, hmph!"
Yin Xiaoyin's eyes brightened slightly.
"Don't worry."
Yin Xiaoyin noticed that Yin Wenying, who was not far away, kept looking this way and then walked over, so she stopped talking.
“Village chief, has my cousin gotten into trouble? She’s young and doesn’t know any better, please don’t take it to heart.”
Yin Wenying observed the village chief's expression.
The village chief said with a stern face, "No, you all do the work as arranged. I have other things to do."
Now that this herbicide is going to be used, there are still many things to prepare and arrange.
Before Yin Wenying could say anything, the village chief had already turned and left. She could only turn around and look at Yin Xiaoyin with feigned curiosity, asking, "Did you make the village chief angry? I saw that his face was dark and he seemed to be in a bad mood. I'm here to help you persuade him."
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