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

Chapter 62 No publicity, no promotion

in the afternoon.

Fang Wei went to the experimental field and announced the weekly study schedule.

"Okay!"

The members of the "breeding group" cheered loudly. They didn't have much entertainment in their daily lives anyway, so it would be nice to learn something.

They all knew that Fang Wei had much better agricultural knowledge than them and was more than qualified to be their teacher.

"Third brother, if you don't have anything to do right now, Deng Yuanen and I will go catch some small fish and shrimps."

There hasn't been much work in the experimental field recently. Today's work has been completed, so Zheng Hu wanted to get something to eat.

Fang Wei naturally wouldn't object. He was already 17 years old this year, and his friends were about the same age. They all knew the seriousness of the matter.

After leaving the experimental field, he went to Guan Chongyang's house.

At this time, Guan Chongyang was sitting in the shade of the yard and taking a nap. Although he appeared to be very open-minded, he was actually a little sad about Wu Maosheng's departure.

He is 70 years old. Now that she is gone, he may never see her again.

"Uncle Guan, Hu Zi and the others are going to the river to catch fish and shrimp. We'll stir-fry some chili peppers to eat tonight."

Fang Wei knew it well, but did not mention Wu Maosheng's departure.

Uncle Guan is very experienced in the underworld and traveled all over the country when he was young, so he doesn't need any advice from him.

"That's right! Third brother, go get some more sweet potato wine. I want to have a couple of drinks."

Guan Chongyang sighed softly and suppressed the slight melancholy of parting in his heart.

He wasn't the only one who wanted to drink today, even Fang Wei wanted to drink.

So Fang Wei went to his elder brother's wine jar and scooped a pot of wine over.

Zheng Hu, Deng Yuanen and others caught a lot of small fish and shrimps in the river. In the evening, they fried them with chili peppers and garlic, which became a delicious dish to go with wine.

Fang Wei and Zheng Hu accompanied Guan Chongyang while drinking and chatting. Deng Yuanen and others did not eat here and had left long ago.

"Old Man Wu shouldn't leave now. He should wait until the nationwide disaster is completely over before returning to the provincial capital. I heard that the rations in the city have been reduced to 21 kilograms per person per month, and coarse grains make up the majority of them."

Guan Chongyang is different from ordinary members. He is literate, knowledgeable, and can often see deeper things from the details.

But whether Wu Maosheng leaves or not is not his personal decision, so this is destined to be just a good wish.

"It's okay. Mr. Wu is a professor and an agricultural expert. Now that he has resumed his work, he will receive corresponding benefits. We don't have to worry."

Fang Wei didn't know whether his guess was right or not, so he just took it as an excuse to comfort Uncle Guan.

Zheng Hu stayed until after nine o'clock. His family called him to go back, so he left first.

Guan Chongyang asked Fang Wei to wait a moment, then went into the bedroom and took out a small yellow croaker.

"Third brother, I managed to save this gold bar with great difficulty. Take it and exchange it for some food and meat for me. Don't be so quick to refuse. I can't keep this thing if I keep it, so we might as well make the most of it."

Guan Chongyang knew that Chen Mazi and his people had not given up on him. He heard that Chen Mazi was telling everyone how many gold bars and silver dollars he had hidden.

In addition, the food rations for the five-guarantee households were not much, so he decided to exchange the gold bars for some food.

It's better than having it found and confiscated by someone.

"That's fine. Just leave it with me first. Uncle Guan, if you need food, just tell me and I'll find a way."

Fang Wei did not refuse. He knew that Guan Chongyang's identity was rather special and it would be easy for someone to find a weak spot.

He himself had no such concerns. His parents had helped comrades before, and the two brothers had clean family backgrounds, so they would generally not be affected.

After a while, Fang Wei said goodbye and left and returned to the house.

He found a place to hide the small yellow croaker. It was of no use for the time being, so he just left it that way for now.

after a few days.

A group of people from the commune came to the second team to inspect the work. Tang Ze led the team personally and focused on inspecting the experimental fields and the large-scale promotion fields of [Nanguang No. 1].

Tang Ze's attitude toward Nanguang No. 1 was to quietly support it, with no publicity or promotion, declaring that everything would wait until after the autumn harvest. Zheng Xianfa, Fang Wei, Zheng Hu, and the others stayed by Tang Ze's side, ready to answer his questions.

But most of the time, Tang Ze was carefully observing and checking the growth of rice and the prevention and control measures for pests and diseases.

"Very good! Lao Zheng, your [Duck Farm Symbiosis] is quite interesting. Have you ever done any statistics on how much feed this free-range farming method can save?"

Finally, Tang Ze asked about the details of "Duck Field Symbiosis".

"Feeding ducks once at night can save about 7% of their feed. This method was thought up by the young scholar. Let him explain it to you in detail."

Zheng Xianfa responded and then pushed Fang Wei out.

Fang Wei didn't care and told the story in front of everyone, filling in all the details.

After listening to this, Tang Ze seemed to be thinking about something.

He thought this method was very good, but the reality was that most members could not even get enough food to eat, so how could they have the energy to feed the ducks?

The situation of the second team is rather special. Captain Zheng Xianfa is a man who dares to fight and fight, and he is willing to give it his all at critical moments.

But in other production teams, most team leaders would not dare to do so.

"That's great! No matter what we do, we need to use our brains and find more solutions. Old Zheng, the commune supports your [Duck Farm Symbiosis] project. Next spring, the commune will provide you with 500 ducklings."

Tang Ze did not comment on the Nan Guang No. 1 project, but expressed support for the new planting and breeding model of "duck field symbiosis."

Rural work is mainly based on grain production, but sideline businesses should not be neglected.

The second team is doing very well. In addition to tobacco curing, the team now has another side business, duck farming.

Moreover, [duck-field symbiosis] can not only save feed, but also promote the increase of rice production and income, which can be said to be a great thing that kills two birds with one stone.

Worth promoting.

After Tang Ze and his group left, Zheng Xianfa was a little confused.

He looked at Fang Wei and asked, "What does Secretary Tang mean? He's completely indifferent to the crucial [Nanguang No. 1] project, but is instead so interested in [Duck Field Symbiosis]."

"I guess it's hard to express his opinion. He will definitely need to see the actual production data before he can be reassured. Captain, don't worry about these details. When the autumn harvest is abundant, we will definitely be admired by everyone."

Fang Wei explained with a smile that he actually didn't care about these false reputations. Being able to have enough food to eat was more important than anything else.

Zheng Xianfa nodded and said no more.

Tang Ze returned to the commune, his face gradually becoming gloomy.

His trip to the second team this time was not as simple as it seemed, because someone reported the second team's rash replacement of rice seeds to the county.

The county asked him to explain the situation, and he has been speaking for the second team.

In fact, Tang Ze was very clear that the county was under great pressure.

Nowadays, most parts of the country have suffered serious disasters, and the grain collection tasks assigned by superiors must be completed.

If everyone took risks like the second team, and something went wrong, the commune, the brigade, and even Zheng Xianfa would be punished.

Fortunately, after today's inspection, he felt more confident.

"Who reported the matter of the second team changing the rice seeds to the county?"

This thought flashed through Tang Ze's mind. He suspected it was Chen Mazi, but this suspicion was meaningless.

There is no wall that is impenetrable. The affairs of the second team have been widely circulated for a long time. Even if Chen Mazi was not there, the county would know about it.

In addition, Chen Mazi is not the only one who wants to make progress.

Moreover, the information fed back from the county did not exaggerate, but reflected the situation truthfully.

As the leader of the commune, Tang Ze had nothing to say.

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