He Hongchi looked at the dark-haired man and felt angry but also admired him.
People like him who are only interested in researching high-yield crops are ultimately doing it for the people, and they do it in obscurity.
Unlike himself who has the reputation of a miracle doctor, everyone knows that the He family is a living Bodhisattva who heals diseases and saves lives, and has a resounding reputation.
"Girl, you see, it's not easy for this old guy." He Hongchi said.
Hearing He Hongchi pleading for him, Expert Zhao looked at him with a bit of surprise.
Wenwen looked at her master speechlessly, "Are you changing your mind so quickly?"
He Hongchi coughed uncomfortably twice, thinking that it was not easy for this old guy. He stayed in the fields every day to ensure that the people had enough food to eat.
"But I really don't understand anything about crops." High-yield hybrid rice will not be developed for another ten years.
"But don't you see? This old fellow doesn't care whether you understand or not. He just wants to be your master. You can't even call him teacher." He Hongchi glanced at the dark-haired man.
Expert Zhao felt that He Hongchi had spoken to his heart, and he had tolerated being called a charcoal-head, but now he couldn't tolerate being called an old man: "Am I really that old?"
Wenwen looked at the man who looked almost fifty and said, "Not old, not old. My master can't speak. You look at most forty-five."
Expert Zhao...
"I'm 38 years old." Expert Zhao had a blank expression on his face. Did he really look that old?
He Hongchi couldn't help but burst out laughing. His apprentice couldn't speak even better than him. He was stabbing someone with a knife!
Oh my god! Wenwen felt so embarrassed.
She didn't even dare to look at Expert Zhao's face: "Okay, since you insist on me being your apprentice, then I'll let you be your master, but I don't have time to go to the fields with you to plant crops." She only had theoretical knowledge and no practical experience.
Expert Zhao looked at her in surprise. "Really? That's great, great. Good luck is coming to me, Zhao Jin, too, haha."
Wenwen looked at Zhao Jin, who seemed a little abnormal. She was her new master, an agricultural expert. She didn't think she had accepted a crazy master.
Wenwen looked at He Hongchi: What's wrong with him?
He Hongchi curled his lips: I'm so happy!
Zhao Jin calmed himself down and looked at the master and disciple, who were flirting with each other right in front of him. "Good disciple, call me Master."
He Hongchi glanced at him and said, "Is calling you Master in vain? Did you show any courtesy when calling me Master? With empty hands?" Why did he just beg for mercy from this person?
Zhao Jin's smile gradually froze. "Do you still need to give your apprentice a gift?" He had never given any of his students such gifts before. But then he thought, this is your apprentice. Of course, inner sect disciples are different.
"I gave my He family's heirloom golden needles and a rare medical book as a gift to my teacher. What about you, Expert Zhao?"
Zhao Jin's smile froze upon hearing this. So valuable? He couldn't afford it.
"I didn't bring any gifts this time. I'll make it up to you next time." He was a little embarrassed.
"You can make up for the gift next time. Why don't you come back next time to become my disciple?" He Hongchi was still merciless.
Wenwen rushed forward to appease him, "Alright! Master, what are you doing? Expert Zhao is also my master now."
Wenwen quickly realized something was wrong: "Then how should I address you from now on? There are two Masters, and it's hard to tell them apart. Should I address them as the Grand Master, the Second Master, or the Junior Master?"
He Hongchi snorted: "Of course I am older and he is younger, can he compare with me?"
"Alright! You're my senior master, and Expert Zhao is my junior master. He won't be staying here for a few days and will have to go back. Why are you so angry?"
He Hongchi thought, that's right, that black charcoal is in the fields all year round, how could he have time to run here? He patted his stomach with a smile, he was so hungry.
"I can bring the whole team here, build a studio, and put the experimental field in Lijiawan." Zhao Jin said, yes, the experimental field can be put in Lijiawan, it's a perfect way to achieve multiple goals.
Cough, cough, cough. He Hongchi, who was eating a peach, almost choked on the peach when he heard this.
Wenwen quickly went to pat his back: "Master, are you okay?"
He Hongchi waved his hand, pretending to throw the peach in his hand at Zhao Jin: "What are you doing in Lijiawan? You brought your team here with you. Why don't you go to heaven? Do you have the final say? I don't agree." This old guy.
Wenwen also disagreed: "Yes, little master, Lijia Bay is not very big, you see, it is not suitable for growing rice."
Zhao Jin laughed: "How did you know I was researching rice?"
"Ah? Isn't it rice?" Was she mistaken? She thought...
"It's rice. The important thing now is to conquer rice. We have just formed a team. The team consists of your senior brothers and sisters."
"Oh, okay, I'll treat them to delicious food next time."
He Hongchi felt sour as he listened to this. He lost to Heitantou in this respect. He was blind in the past and only accepted bad disciples.
"Wait until I bring my team over, and we'll all get to know each other." The more Zhao Jin thought about it, the happier he felt.
"No, little master, are you serious? But this place is really not suitable for growing rice." She remembered that the experimental field should be in Xiang City in the south in a few years.
"I think Lijiawan is a blessed land. Maybe we can grow it here." Hybrid rice research has just hit a bottleneck.
"But will the higher-ups agree? This is no joke. You can't just decide based on your feelings." This concerns the future food and clothing issues of the common people.
"It was the old master who asked me to come this time, otherwise I...I...still..." I didn't expect to rely on you to be my master. Oops! I let it slip.
Seeing his guilty look, the master and disciple looked at each other and realized that this was the case.
Zhao Jin simply opened up, "It was the old master who said that you, my disciple, are intelligent and lucky. If I could become his disciple, maybe everything would go as smoothly as Doctor He did."
Wenwen gritted her teeth. She was still thinking about how to convince Cancan to pick the wild ginseng and give it to the old man. But now there is nothing left and they will just cause trouble for her.
Zhao Jin looked at the angry Wenwen and said, "This is a sign of trust from above, and you're still not happy?"
Wenwen said with a forced smile: "I'm very happy. How can you tell that I'm unhappy?"
Wenwen ignored him and went to the kitchen to see if anyone needed help. She also didn't know where Cancan had gone.
In the valley, she felt that the little monkey was worried, but she didn't know what to do to make Cancan tell it. Now this little monkey is not easy to deceive, and is very cunning.
Wenwen walked to the kitchen door and heard Chen Yuelian say, "Xingyu, next time you go to see your parents, I'll come with you. Life in the northwest is so hard, your parents must have suffered a lot."
Gu Xingyu nodded: "Last time, Wen Xiao and I brought a lot of things with us, and later Wen Wen sent a lot more. Now things are much better. I plan to go again before the weather gets cold."
Even though she sent a lot of things, she was still very worried. The people in the Dove Tail Society were the best at taking advantage of others' power. If she and Wen Xiao hadn't arrived last time, her parents might have been tortured to death.
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