Era: I was a farmer at the foot of Yaoling Mountain

Fang Wei arrived at Team One and incorporated all 420 mu of paddy fields into the "Planting Area." Starting this season, Team One would fully cultivate the "Nongyou 58" rice variety. Without the bonus attribute, success would be impossible.

Dry fields and sloping land were also included in the planting area, and the entire brigade was planting peanuts this season.

The peanut yield per mu of the second team reached 750 jin, and the peanut yield per mu of other production teams basically reached 650 jin to 700 jin, with the overall gap not much.

Among them, the high-yield seeds provided by the second team played a crucial role.

Therefore, even if a team's cash crop yields increase this year, it will not cause any problems.

Fang Wei was taking a gradual approach, changing people's perceptions bit by bit. As long as the contrast wasn't too great, no one would care about the secrets involved.

"Third brother, we have delivered the breeding materials."

Fang Wei walked around the field, and Wang Songlin stood in the distance and shouted at him.

The Yao village had sent them the materials needed to cultivate the [Nongyou 58] rice seeds, which would save them at least one season. However, going forward, they would have to cultivate the seeds themselves or purchase the materials from outside. They couldn't always offer their help, could they?
"Songlin, thank you for your hard work."

Fang Wei clapped his hands and walked forward.

Then the two of them walked towards the warehouse, where Zhang Chu and the members were unloading the goods.

"We're all family, so it's not that hard. After I'm done here, I'll go to your room to see Grandpa. Is that convenient?"

"What's the inconvenience? The baby is already one month old. Call all the brothers over at noon and have a few drinks at my place."

"Forget it this time. When Xiaojie turns 100 days old, we will definitely come over and ask for a drink."

The two of them talked as they walked and soon arrived at the place.

"Secretary, thanks to Captain Wang and the others for their help this time, don't leave at noon. I'll have a couple of drinks with you."

When Zhang Chu saw them, his mouth was full of alcohol.

Fang Wei and Wang Songlin both smiled and shook their heads. Spring sowing was approaching, and neither of them had time to waste here.

After all the breeding materials were unloaded, Fang Wei and Wang Songlin followed the car to the second team.

Wang Songlin went into the house, drank a cup of tea, chatted with his grandfather for a while, and then stood up to say goodbye. There were still many things waiting for him in the village. After the New Year, the team bought two more tractors. The account was empty, and he was now thinking about making money.

Fang Wei did not keep him. He sent the other group to the village entrance and then turned back home to eat.

It is now much more convenient to get to the Yao village from the team. If you take a tractor, it only takes a little over an hour.

Going up the mountain by bike is slow and the winding path is very demanding. Going down the mountain is much easier, but you must control your speed to avoid danger.

It took about two hours to go up the mountain and less than two hours to go down, which was also very fast.

"Brother Songlin and the others are gone? Seriously, we came all this way and didn't even have a bite to eat."

When Fang Wei returned home, he saw Pan Lianhua walking around the yard with his daughter in his arms.

Pan Lianhua wanted to keep Wang Songlin and others at home for dinner, but they were in a hurry to return to the village, and she couldn't stop them.

"It's okay. When the baby is over a hundred days old, we'll go to the village to have a banquet and have a few drinks with the brothers and sisters."

Fang Wei didn't care about these little things. He walked over and played with his daughter for a while, then heard Wang Zhuyun calling him to eat.

The family sat down at the table and were halfway through their meal when they heard someone outside the yard calling, "Is Secretary Fang home?"

"Yes, come in."

Fang Wei put down his chopsticks, stood up and walked out.

"Secretary, we're here to bring you an old hen. Where should we put it?"

The person who came was from the sideline team, and was assigned by Fang Yunying to deliver a chicken to Fang Wei.

This is the team's rule. If there is a pregnant woman at home, the team can provide old hens, up to five per month.

"Thank you. Just put it in the yard. I'll clean it up myself later."

Fang Wei smiled and thanked the other party. The other party put down the five chickens and left.

He then locked the chickens in a corner of the yard and waited until he came back to kill them and make chicken soup to nourish his wife.

The family's food expenses were very high during this period, and Fang Wei had to go out to get some things, and he owed a lot of favors to others.

in the afternoon.

As soon as Fang Wei arrived at the team headquarters, he received a notice that foreign guests would be visiting the Xiatang Brigade three days later, and the team was required to do a good job of reception.

Foreign guests were rare these days, but the notice did not specify which country they were from, nor did it say why they came to Xiatang Brigade.

"Hu Zi, send someone to call Chu Linlin over so we can discuss the reception."

Although he was puzzled, Fang Wei did not dare to delay and immediately began to arrange the reception work.

Chu Linlin is very experienced in reception work, but this is her first time meeting foreign guests, but she is not afraid.

Instead, Zheng Hu was very nervous and didn't know what to do.

"Third brother, why don't you come forward? I'm afraid something might go wrong and affect the country's image."

"Look at your lack of ambition. Foreign guests are nothing but two eyes and a mouth. What's there to be nervous about? Don't worry, I will definitely accompany you the whole time. You just need to follow behind me."

Fang Wei had seen a lot of foreigners in his previous life, so that was the norm.

However, apart from Guan Chongyang, there are almost no real foreigners in the team. This needs to be told to the members in advance. One is not to watch, and the other is not to talk nonsense.

Afterwards, the brigade held a meeting and formulated a detailed reception plan.

The main reception center was set at Team 2. After all, Team 2 had better infrastructure, and the village looked clean and beautiful after several years of development.

In addition, the superiors also issued disciplinary requirements for receiving foreign guests, and Fang Wei explained them clearly to everyone one by one.

The day has come.

Wu Yaoyang and Zheng Xianfa accompanied an agricultural delegation from Xiao Rizi to the Xiatang Brigade.

In the past few years, there have been some unofficial exchanges between my country and Xiao Rizi. For example, the earliest "Nongken 58" series, the original rice seeds were introduced from Xiao Rizi.

Later, after improvements by the agricultural sector in Zhejiang, the famous [Nongken 58] rice variety was created.

[Nongken 58] later flourished in the country and had many variants. The [Nongken 58] rice variety developed by Fang Wei was one of them.

To be honest, this japonica rice variety introduced from Xiao Ruo has made certain contributions to agricultural production.

The delegation consisted of 11 people, led by a middle-aged man wearing a pair of black glasses. The translator asked Fang Wei and others to call him "Mr. Watanabe."

At this time, the arable land of the entire brigade had been turned over and was ready for sowing.

Fang Wei and county and commune leaders accompanied the delegation to visit the primary school, nursery, agricultural machinery team, canteen, pig farm and other facilities, and finally came to the paddy fields of the second team.

Apart from asking a few questions, Mr. Watanabe didn't say much throughout the whole process and didn't smile much.

Several members of the delegation were dismissive of the facilities of the second team. Although they didn't say anything, their undisguised expressions said it all.

"I see the fields have been tilled. What kind of rice are you going to plant next?"

Watanabe stood at the edge of the field and continued asking questions.

"This season we will be cultivating the Nanguang No. 2 hybrid rice variety. Our entire brigade does not directly produce grain, but specializes in cultivating rice seeds. Hybrid rice breeding technology is our unique skill."

Fang Wei answered Watanabe's question with a smile. The translator then spoke a lot and Watanabe nodded.

"So, what's the average yield of this rice variety? And what's it like?"

"The average yield per mu is about 1000 kilograms, and the taste is very good. If you are interested, Mr. Watanabe, you can try it at lunch."

Fang Wei always said what he thought, without exaggerating or deliberately concealing anything.

The translator told the delegation what he said, and some people became upset.

"The Chinese are just dishonest. I remember they were making wild claims about grain production a few years ago. The data is unreliable. Their rice production is very low. How is it possible that in less than ten years, the production has increased several times?"

“I don’t believe the authenticity of this data either.”

They spoke in their native language, which no one could understand except the translator.

The translator naturally would not translate these words to Fang Wei and others, but no one expected that Fang Wei could actually understand some of them.

In his previous life, he knew a few foreign languages. He couldn't be said to be proficient in them, but he had no problem communicating in daily life. At that time, many agricultural products in China were exported abroad, and Fang Wei had to deal with customers from all over the world.

However, Fang Wei did not argue with these little things because there was no point in arguing.

As long as these guys are happy. "Quiet!"

Watanabe had remained silent, but as he heard the delegation members' words becoming increasingly outrageous, he had no choice but to speak up and stop them.

Even if people don't understand, isn't there a translator standing by? Openly discussing someone else's faults is very rude.

Watanabe then asked about the characteristics of this rice variety and asked to go to the mountain to take a look.

In fact, he didn't believe that the so-called "Nanguang No. 2" would have such a high yield.

Afterwards, Fang Wei took everyone to see the chicken farm, chestnut forest and herbs planted under the forest on the mountain.

After hearing Fang Wei's introduction, the lifeless Watanabe was finally moved. Artificial afforestation is a thankless and arduous task, and it often takes several years to show results.

It can be seen that the leader of this remote mountain village has a long-term vision. As long as he can persist, he will reap rewards.

“The environment on the mountain is so nice!”

The members of the delegation were conquered by the natural scenery of the mountain and took out their cameras to start taking pictures.

There were no secrets on the mountain, so Fang Wei didn't care and let them take pictures. But when they started taking pictures of the herbs one by one, he was not happy.

"Mr. Watanabe, our brigade has a rule that prohibits photographing the details of herbs. Please understand."

Watanabe frowned, but still asked the delegation members not to get close to take pictures of the herbs.

These days, I suddenly discovered that this brigade secretary was not as easy to deal with as he seemed.

"Mr. Fang, we will have some agricultural cooperation projects with your country in the future, so we will visit various places to investigate and decide on the project ownership. Therefore, I hope you can provide more convenience for the delegation."

Watanabe then responded and turned around and walked down the mountain.

Fang Wei shrugged, actually he was not interested in the so-called cooperation project at all.

Of course, he was still very polite on the surface. After all, it was a foreign affairs reception mission. If he messed up, everyone would be embarrassed.

noon.

Everyone had their meal in the second team cafeteria.

Watanabe and other members also tasted the [Nanguang No. 2] rice, and found it tasted much better than they had imagined, with a delicate texture and a full aroma.

“Nice rice!”

Watanabe is a very pragmatic person. After tasting it, he couldn't help but praise it.

But there are also arrogant people in the delegation. Even when the facts are right in front of them, they still complain about this and that.

Fang Wei ignored those guys, and when he heard Watanabe's praise, he politely said thank you.

After dinner, everyone went to the team meeting room and sat for a while.

"Mr. Fang, your rice seeds are good. I wonder if I could take some back with me? We need to have them appraised. If the yield is as you said, I might be able to secure development funding for you."

After sitting down, Watanabe got straight to the point.

Fang Wei glanced at Wu Yaoyang. He was the one who was in charge of the matter in the county, so Watanabe's proposal had to be approved by him.

Wu Yaoyang didn't want to interrupt, but just gave a slight wink.

Fang Wei understood immediately and responded with a smile: "I'll give you some rice seeds later. You can take them back and try planting them."

There is definitely no problem in taking a small amount of rice seeds back for research, but if they want to replicate the "Nanguang No. 2" with this small sample, then I can only say that they are overthinking it.

As for the so-called development fund, it was not something he should worry about, and he was too lazy to even think about it.

In the afternoon, Watanabe and his group left by car, and the entire team breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Wei completed the reception task and took advantage of the free time before transplanting rice to do two things.

One thing was to go to the mountains to collect herbs and gather all the rare and precious herbs needed by Chenzhou Chinese Medicine Hospital. Another thing was to go up the mountain to pick tea. He had already grown to love the tea produced by those ancient tea trees, and nothing else tasted as good.

He earned about 2000 yuan from the herbs again, and the tea was probably enough for him to last a year.

This year, the forestry team began to cultivate tea seedlings in large quantities. It is estimated that within two years, they can be transplanted on the mountain to replace the original bitter tea.

The team's sowing work is in full swing. It is the same every spring: sowing, breeding, transplanting rice seedlings, and then waiting for the summer harvest.

This morning.

Tian Bingyi suddenly came to Fang Wei to inquire about the rice seeds of [Nongyou 58].

His production team had previously been cultivating the [YX-32] rice variety, and like the Yao village, had also developed a number of sterile lines. They had made a lot of money, but with the successful development of the [YX-032] rice variety on mu of the first breeding base, his advantage had been lost.

When he heard that Fang Wei had developed a new japonica hybrid rice and successfully tested it in the Yao village, he became interested.

"Third brother, I don't want to continue cultivating the [YX-032] rice seeds. What suggestions do you have?"

Fang Wei also knew that once the breeding base experiment was successful, the quantity would be accumulated soon.

It may be difficult for Tian Bingyi's production team to maintain its sales channels, so changing the variety is fine, but [Nongyou 58] is definitely not an option.

"Brother-in-law, if your production team still wants to engage in breeding in the future, I suggest you establish a good relationship with the county breeding base. If nothing else, you can make a lot of money just by helping them cultivate sterile lines."

Fang Wei deliberately did not mention the [Nongyou 58] rice variety because the other party did not have the conditions to cultivate this rice variety.

Thinking about it another way, the Yao village now has a new source of income, and in fact, it is so enthusiastic about cultivating sterile lines. It just so happened that Tian Bingyi's production team wanted to make more money, so he brought up this matter.

"That's fine! But I'm not familiar with the breeding base. Third brother, how about you help me talk to them?"

After thinking about it, Tian Bingyi felt that this was also a way, so he agreed.

After lunch, Fang Wei took the other party to the online breeding base and told Wang Liang about this matter.

Wang Liang couldn't ask for more. He now understood that the infertility base was simply unable to cultivate anything and he had to rely on Fang Wei for supply.

"Captain Tian, as long as your production team produces sterile lines, I will take as many as you can. I will never go back on my word."

Wang Liang made a promise to Tian Bingyi, and the other party could then cultivate the sterile system with confidence.

After finishing the business, Fang Wei went straight home and politely declined Tian Bingyi's invitation to have a drink at his house.

In fact, this is a good thing. In the future, the Yao village will no longer need to supply sterile lines to the breeding base. This task can be completed by Tian Bingyi's production team alone.

Time flies.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day to plant rice seedlings.

Now Fang Wei no longer needs to worry about such specific work. He inspects the teams every day and occasionally goes into the mountains for a walk.

In the spring, the mountains are not only home to a variety of wild mushrooms, but also to a large number of spring bamboo shoots. He loves to eat "Stir-fried Spring Bamboo Shoots with Pork" and while picking wild mushrooms, he also picked some spring bamboo shoots.

"Third brother, are there any changes in the mountains this year?"

While eating, Pan Lianhua asked Fang Wei about the situation in the forest.

She recovered quickly after giving birth to her daughter and couldn't help but want to go for a walk in the mountains.

"Lotus, don't even think about going into the mountains. Just rest for a while. The conditions in the forest are pretty much the same as in previous years, except the vegetation is more lush and the animals are more active."

Fang Weiyi saw through his wife's thoughts at a glance and naturally would not agree with her idea.

Pan Lianhua was a little unhappy, so she got up and went back to the house to feed her child.

"Third brother, you dote on Lianhua too much. In the village, women have to work as soon as they are out of the confinement period after giving birth, but you are so different that you don't let her go to work even after such a long time."

Grandpa shook his head, not sure whether he was blaming Fang Wei or praising him.

"I can't make the decision about her affairs. I told her to rest for a while, but she said she has to go back to work at the factory next month. But she can't be overworked right now. Her top priority is to take good care of our daughter."

Fang Wei chatted with his grandfather for a while before going into the house to rest.

A week later.

The brigade's rice planting work was completed and everyone felt that they could breathe a sigh of relief.

However, Zheng Hu did not have many days to spare before he led everyone to the mountains to plant trees. It is now certain that the three-year afforestation plan can be completed this year.

Over the next few days, Fang Wei stayed in Team 1, teaching the backbone members of the team and imparting knowledge on hybrid rice breeding.

This work began before spring planting, and other teams also jumped on the bandwagon to learn from it. Previously, the technical requirements for growing lower-grade rice seeds were relatively simple, but cultivating established rice seeds in the future would be much more challenging.

In order to take the agricultural production of the production team to a higher level, everyone worked very hard. (End of this chapter)