The county magistrate led his entourage to an empty rice field, where a large basket of rice seedlings lay on the edge of the field.
"Go ahead, insert it and show it to me." He also wanted to broaden his horizons, but he must not be disappointed. If this thing really worked, it would not be impossible for him to be promoted to a higher position as a county magistrate after serving for many years.
Zhao Dashu felt that the village chief was better at it than he was, and he was nervous now, so it was hard for him to perform well. But at the critical moment, the village chief didn't even respond to him, "Dashu, hurry up and get off, just do it like last night."
Coward!
He saw clearly that when the village chief was helping him to hold the rice seedlings, his hand looked like it had suffered a stroke. It turned out that the old man was not as calm as him.
Zhao Dashu was successful. Everyone looked at each other, took the rice seedlings handed over by the village chief with sweaty palms, sat on the rice seedlings and started planting.
There were at least a dozen people standing on the edge of the field. It felt like he was an actor performing a silent play for everyone to see. No one knew whether the county magistrate would choose to take it for free or give a few tips after the show.
"County magistrate, look at him...he is really sitting and planting rice." The lawyer's mouth was so wide that an egg could be stuffed in.
The county magistrate's eyes lit up frighteningly, and he grabbed the village chief's wrist and asked, "How many fields can this rice seedling horse plant in a day?"
Zhao Dashu was already inserting the first row. His movements were very quick and it looked very easy for him.
"Probably three acres should be no problem." The village chief calculated the time of half an acre last night and said.
Upon hearing this, the county magistrate's breathing quickened. Three acres, one person can actually plant three acres in a day, what kind of concept is this?
The magistrate took off his shoes and official robes, and rolled up his trouser legs, "Let me try." He inserted it so easily, perhaps because he had practiced before?
"Sir, how about I go down and give it a try?" The lawyer felt that he should try it before the county magistrate.
It's too late to take off your clothes.
"No need, I will try it myself."
Zhao Dashu gave up his seat and did not go up, but instead instructed the county magistrate from the side. Compared to him, the county magistrate was much more clumsy, and Zhao Dashu did not dare to dislike him at all. As an official, he naturally did not want to do farm work, and as a hand, it was normal for him not to do it.
"Sir, hold the seedling loosely with your left hand, and use a little more force when inserting it with your right hand..." Zhao Dashu bent over and gave instructions beside him, just like an old Hanlin teaching the prince.
The county magistrate was lying on the rice plant with his butt sticking up. His pampered hands were now clumsily holding a handful of seedlings, which he poked into the mud three times but failed to stand.
Why can't it stand?
"How strange!" The county magistrate wiped his sweat, his face splattered with mud. "Zhao Dashu, you did it so easily, how come it's so easy for me..."
"I have been planting rice for decades and I know how to plant it. It's your first attempt, and it's already amazing! Back then, when I first planted rice, I was not as good as you!" Zhao Dashu flattered him, his face not red and his heart not beating, "Look at how many seedlings are planted... How wild and interesting it is. It's not easy."
The village chief admires him. When it comes to talking nonsense, Zhao Dashu is the best. The county magistrate is so wild and interesting, while Yu Ming is staggering like a drunk lying on the street!
The county magistrate was very excited. He thought it was a good decision to meet them today. These two people brought him endless surprises.
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