"I wasn't sure at first, so I dug some to try it out. Later, I actually made food that wasn't poisonous, and it tasted great, and the recipe was simple..."
Yu Xunting spoke very carefully and the old man listened very attentively.
"My fiancée first cooked a few large pots for the villagers to taste. She said: 'No matter how much you say, it's not as convincing as the facts.' Then we organized the villagers to dig. Even so, the villagers were afraid to dig at first, saying that the tree roots were poisonous..."
"We worked together for about a week to dig cassava from five mu of land. In the end, we dried several kilograms of cassava flour..."
Before Yu Xunting could finish his words, the old man interrupted him in disbelief.
"How much is it? We dug five acres of land and found this much pure powder?"
"Yes, none of us could believe it at the time, but it was true. Lijiawan distributed half of the cassava flour to the villagers and kept the other half in the village. There was still half of the cassava left on the mountain. They planned to save it for seeds."
"Moreover, this cassava is suitable for cultivation in the south. If the soil is good and the weather is suitable, the yield will be higher." Yu Xunting said with a dry mouth.
The old gentleman stood up and paced back and forth.
Suddenly, he burst into laughter, obviously in a good mood.
"If this is true, you are the saviors of the people. If this is true, what do you want?
My fiancée read this in a book. She said: This is a gift from nature. Nature belongs to everyone and should be returned to people. Why should we thank it!
The old man patted Yu Xunting on the shoulder and said, "Not bad, not bad. You found a good fiancée. She likes reading. It seems that she is from a scholarly family?"
Yu Xunting shook his head: "My brother-in-law said about his sister: My younger sister is not good at studying, but is best at tinkering with little gadgets." He imitated what Wen Xiao said on the train vividly.
Yu Xunting went on to say, "Now she's fascinated by Chinese medicine and has bought some medical books to study."
"Oh? Little girl, do you still want to save the world?"
"Tell your grandfather to come back to Beijing when the time comes." The old man said.
"My grandfather said that he is old and it is good for him to live in Lijiawan."
The old man nodded and pondered: "Write me the data on that cassava flour."
Yu Xunting took out two pieces of paper from his pocket and said, "This is what I wrote last night." He handed it over with both hands.
The paper listed the yield per mu of Lijiawan cassava and its flour yield. It also listed the typical yield and flour yield, and the maximum yield that could be achieved if the soil and weather were good and the crops were managed properly.
Finally, it’s a question. Cassava is a cold-sensitive plant, but it can be found in Lijiawan. I just don’t know if it can be grown in other places in the north?
"How do you plant it?" he asked.
Yu Xunting confessed honestly: "You have to ask my fiancée how to plant it. She learned all this from books. I don't know either."
He knew that within a day, Wenwen's detailed information would be on the old man's desk.
Yu Xunting was sent out. He looked back at the thick city wall behind him. This is the place that carries history and the future. He hopes that everything will be fine in the future.
His original idea was to keep Wenwen from showing up in public, fearing that someone might harm her. However, after returning and knowing about the relationship between Song Qianhong and the Huo family, he changed his mind; Wenwen must also want to protect her family, so let her show off a little.
He knew that all of Wenwen's information would be presented soon, and that person would know everything that happened in the Wen family. The knowledge in Wenwen's mind now was the most important, and that person would not allow Wenwen to make any mistakes.
As Yu Xunting expected, all the information about the Wen family was placed on the old man's desk, and he looked at it carefully.
Looking at Mr. Wen’s information, I realized that he is actually the descendant of our old soldier.
Seeing the information about Wenwen’s handling of the Lai family: “He has some strategy and is decisive.
When I saw Wenwen going to the countryside for Grandpa Yu, I felt that the Wen family members were still kind and loyal people.
He put down the documents in his hand and said to the Secretary-General, "The little girl has made a great contribution this time. I don't want to see anyone do anything shameful.
You handle this matter, and investigate the matter over at Lijiawan as soon as possible. I will personally go there to make the arrangements."
The Secretary General was shocked when he heard this. This is... But then he thought about it, nothing is more important now than food to feed the people.
"Yes, I will arrange it as soon as possible." The Secretary General said respectfully.
"This little girl wants to study medicine? Is there anything interesting happening in Beijing recently?" he asked.
The secretary-general considered carefully: "Old Mr. He Hongchi was framed by his apprentice and joined forces with the enemy. Now the He family's pharmacy is in the hands of the enemy. Mr. He is in great trouble. Now his family members have left and scattered."
"Then send him to Lijiawan. We can't let his excellent medical skills go to waste."
"Yes, Mr. He is an excellent doctor. I heard that his ancestors were imperial physicians." said the Secretary General.
He nodded when he heard this, and considered it a gift for the little girl.
He waved his hand and the Secretary General went out to make the arrangements.
It’s good to study medicine. People who study medicine usually focus all their attention on studying medical skills.
Wenwen was reading a medical book at this time.
She didn't know yet that her master was on the way.
She doesn't know yet that so many people already know her name.
Now she just wants to read more books before the weather gets better, otherwise she will be busy and have less time.
Just as she was engrossed in reading, she saw a flash of golden light and a little monkey appeared on her shoulder.
She touched the little monkey and said, "Cancan is back from playing outside."
Now Cancan is the darling of all the children in the village. Children come to play with it every day, and Xiao Jiaolan also has many more playmates.
But what Cancan likes most is to stay with her.
She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that Cancan disdained to play with children, and usually ran back home after a while.
Just like now, it was dancing and complaining to her: some children bullied Xiao Jiaolan and said she was a fool.
Wenwen asked: "Which kid is so ungrateful?"
Cancan made a gesture of wiping his nose.
"Is it the little brat who's always wiping his nose? He's really deserving of it. He's Mrs. Zhang's darling, and he's been spoiled."
Cancan made an angry expression.
"Are you saying you won't play with him anymore?"
Cancan nodded.
"I think if he owes you anything next time, you can teach him a lesson."
After hearing this, Cancan made an expression of sudden enlightenment, and then made a slapping gesture with his little monkey hands.
"Yeah! You can beat him up." You're so small, how could you possibly hurt someone? Some spoiled brats even want to hit her.
She had just finished speaking when, whoosh, a golden light flashed and the little monkey on her shoulder disappeared.
Wenwen shook her head: "It's so small and moves so fast, I don't know how it does it."
What she didn't know was that this little monkey could be even more powerful when it came to hitting people.
She was also wondering how she could understand what the little monkey's gestures meant.
Sometimes she wondered if one day she would be able to understand monkey language.
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