That day, the quiet village suddenly became lively as two jeeps slowly drove in. Before the jeeps even stopped, Wenwen ran over impatiently, knowing that someone from above must have been sent to check on the cassava flour.
In this remote mountain village, bicycles are rarely seen, let alone jeeps. Therefore, the arrival of these two jeeps undoubtedly attracted great attention from the villagers. Everyone put down their work and gathered around to see these rare things.
Wenwen looked at the two jeeps curiously. Their bodies were shiny, and the wheels were still stained with a little mud, obviously having traveled a long way. The doors opened, and several neatly dressed staff members stepped out. They smiled and greeted the villagers warmly.
There are only two cars in the entire Lijiawan, including the new bicycles bought by Wenwen and her friends. Now they see cars that they have never seen before, so they want to broaden their horizons.
Wenwen also saw Yu Xunting. This was the first time she saw Yu Xunting wearing a military uniform. His strong and resolute face and determined and courageous eyes were so handsome that it was indescribable.
When Yu Xunting got off the car, he glanced at Wenwen. His gaze didn't linger, but Wenwen felt her heart beating faster.
The group took the visitor to see the cassava flour stored in the village warehouse, and then went to the mountain to see the cassava that had not yet been dug.
Wenwen and Li Jianguo both accompanied and explained the whole process.
The people from above attach great importance to this matter and will quickly arrange the cassava matter when they return.
Watching the jeep go away, the people of Lijiawan relaxed with a sense of relief.
Li Jianguo's hands were still shaking. "Xiao Wen, the educated youth, I never dreamed that one day I would shake hands with the old gentlemen. Can I not wash these hands from now on?"
Wenwen teased him: "Then you should ask your sister-in-law if she agrees."
She never thought that they would actually dig a piece of cassava with their own hands and take it away. They also humorously said that it was a specimen left for them. It was the first time they discovered such a high-yield crop, and it was the most precious thing in the world.
There was also the agricultural expert who came with us. When he saw the densely growing cassava in the field, Expert Zhao was as happy as a child.
"It's true! It's a really high-yield cassava! Oh my god! Now the people are saved. Now we can solve the problem of food shortage. This is great, it's really great!"
Wenwen felt that these people were truly great, and they only had the people in their hearts.
When Li Jianguo saw the villagers around him still discussing enthusiastically, he looked more excited than if he had eaten two kilograms of meat.
"Village chief, I saw the high officials! Oh my god! They even asked about our daily lives and whether our children were doing well in school."
"Yes, yes, he asked me that too. He asked me if it was cold in the house in winter... Oh my God! I'll have the nerve to see my father when I die. My father has never even met an official. This proves that I'm better than him. Let's see if he dares to scold me for being useless again."
He was clearly in a sad mood just a second ago, but suddenly he was so funny that it made people laugh to death.
Wenwen's trouser leg was pulled, and I saw a child pulling her pants: "Sister Wen, that grandfather also asked me just now, asking me if the cassava flour tasted good. I said it was delicious, and it was Wenwen who made us eat such delicious food. The grandfather laughed, and then I told him that Sister Wen taught us to recognize words every day, and he laughed again. Sister Wen, why does that grandfather like to laugh so much?
Wenwen also wanted to laugh when she heard such childish talk. It was really so funny.
Yu Baitian came over with an old man: "Village chief, Wen girl, this is He Hongchi, the miracle doctor from Jing City."
Wenwen was a little surprised. She didn't expect that this unprepossessing old man could be a miracle doctor?
She saw that Dr. He came with the old man's car. At that time, she wondered why the people the old man brought with him did not visit the cassava flour together.
He Hongchi waved his hand: "What kind of miracle doctor is that? It's just a false reputation given by outsiders."
Wenwen looked at Doctor He. He didn't speak, but her voice sounded familiar. "I've seen you before in Beijing."
He Hongchi didn't find it strange because there were so many people seeking medical treatment from him.
Yu Baitian said to Li Jianguo, "Let Dr. He live with us." He was specially sent by the higher-ups to be the girl's master.
Li Jianguo nodded, feeling happy that Lijiawan finally had a doctor. "Okay, from now on, if any Lijiawan villagers have a headache or fever, they will have to trouble Dr. He."
Although He Hongchi didn't know why the man suddenly brought him here from Beijing, he decided to make the best of it. "As I should, I'll ask the village chief to take good care of me in Lijiawan from now on."
He originally thought he was going to die, but he didn't expect that he would be brought to this beautiful place with mountains and rivers.
Wenwen felt a toothache when she saw them like this, so she walked into the village warehouse.
Eighteen large wooden barrels were lined up in a row, each filled with 500 kilograms of cassava flour. The visual effect was astonishing.
In this age of food scarcity, people often struggle to fill their stomachs.
However, at this difficult time, high-yield cassava appeared, like a ray of light in the darkness, bringing hope to people. Agricultural experts were excited, their eyes flashing with excitement, as if they saw countless people escape hunger because of cassava.
The high yield of cassava gave Zhao and his colleagues hope. Its rich starch content has become an important source of food for people.
No wonder the people who just came up and Expert Zhao were both in disbelief. They had looked at the cassava flour in every barrel, and the old man was very excited at the time.
He kept muttering to himself: How great it would be if all granaries across the country could be like Lijiawan, how great it would be!
This is heartbreaking to hear. The people are not able to eat enough, and they are the ones who suffer the most.
I saw them touching the cassava flour in each bucket with care.
The person above said at the time that the villagers of Lijiawan were so lucky. He was very envious and wanted to try how delicious this high-yield cassava flour was.
The stewed cassava vermicelli that had been prepared long ago was served on the table, and two large pots were set up in the yard. The villagers all brought bowls to feed the old man a meal of stewed cassava vermicelli with meat. Everyone felt that this was the most delicious delicacy in the world and even jade was inferior to it.
Wenwen also specially made a drink, pearl milk tea. The pearls are of course made of tapioca flour, and the pearls are soft, chewy and chewy. The milk is brewed with malted milk, and the tea leaves are some she brought from Beijing.
Wenwen had tried it secretly and found it much better than the pearl milk tea she had in her previous life.
Even the people who came up said that this was the best drink they had ever tasted.
They said they never imagined that such high-yield cassava flour could be used to make such delicious food, which was a blessing for the people. They were also happy to find such high-yield cassava in Lijiawan...
The villagers were so excited that their eyes were filled with tears and they could only respond with warm applause.
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