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

Chapter 99: Forced to become captain

Although this road was abandoned a long time ago, people of Guan Chongyang's age can still remember it.

The three of them walked along this road for more than two hours and then took another fork in the road.

"Old man, sister, let's take a break. It's a good time to eat something."

There were not many breaks along the way. Guan Chongyang didn't walk very fast, but he had great endurance, which surprised Pan Lianhua.

Fang Wei was fine. He had gone out to dig a well with the old man before and had some understanding of his physical condition.

At noon, the three of them ate some dry food and continued on their journey.

It was not until after 5 p.m. that we saw the outline of the "Sanqing Temple".

This is a small Taoist temple. After knocking on the door, Guan Chongyang suddenly became excited. The person opposite him was his junior brother.

After entering the Taoist temple, Taoist Sun made some tea and the two brothers started chatting.

Fang Wei and Pan Lianhua walked around the Taoist temple. The whole building was divided into three main halls and several side rooms. It did not cover a large area and was covered with traces of time.

There are only three people in the entire Taoist temple. Taoist Sun is in his sixties, and he has two disciples who are around forty years old.

There are cultivated terraces on the gentle slope behind the Taoist temple. The master and his two apprentices also need to farm on the mountain, and they will send people down the mountain to buy some daily necessities every once in a while.

Things like salt, candles, etc. need to be purchased.

There is a tea oil forest on the mountain, and farther away there are tea oil trees and chestnut trees. The three masters and apprentices rely on these to make a living.

Fang Wei felt that Taoist Sun and his companions were the true cultivators, living a simple life, practically isolated from the world. However, he also knew that no one could completely escape the world. In a few years, would this place still be so peaceful?

night.

Taoist Sun prepared some vegetables and the staple food was sweet potato rice.

"Master, do you have enough food?"

"It's not enough. I have to go down the mountain every year to find a way. But cultivators don't have that many needs. They can survive with a little or a little food."

Taoist Sun spoke neither too fast nor too slow, giving people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze.

Fang Wei observed that although the other person was a little thin, he had a rosy complexion and almost no wrinkles on his face.

"Master, I brought some high-yield rice seeds and soybeans. You can try planting them later."

Before coming here, Fang Wei heard Guan Chongyang say that his junior fellow apprentice was practicing in the mountains and always maintained his farming habit.

This surprised him. After all, in his impression, monks and Taoists relied on "begging" to make a living.

That's why he brought some good quality seeds with him, as a token of his consideration.

"Oh? Then I'll definitely give it a try."

Taoist Sun smiled and nodded, appearing very interested.

Guan Chongyang finally found a topic and boasted about the output of [Nanguang No. 1] and [Yaoling Soybean], and specifically pointed out that these were all produced by Fang Wei himself.

Taoist Sun was amazed. Increasing grain production was a great act of kindness. He couldn't help but bow to Fang Wei.

Fang Wei and Pan Lianhua had already eaten their fill, so he quickly pulled the girl out.

That night, Guan Chongyang and Shidi chatted until very late, but Fang Wei didn't know what they talked about.

He and Pan Lianhua were arranged to rest in the side rooms, each with their own room, right next to each other. After walking on the mountain road for a whole day, they both slept until dawn.

After breakfast the next morning, Guan Chongyang and three others went down the mountain.

"Grandpa, you are in great shape. Like my grandpa, you can live to be a hundred years old."

Pan Lianhua really admires Grandpa Guan, and it also reminds her of her grandfather.

Fang Wei walked in front with a backpack on his back. When he left in the morning, Taoist Sun gave Guan Chongyang a package.

He didn't know what was inside, but it was really heavy.

Pan Lianhua separated from them at Feishuitan and went straight back to the village.

When Fang Wei and Guan Chongyang returned to the village, it was already dark.

"Third brother, please keep the things that my junior brother gave me. If one day I am gone, it will be yours."

Fang Wei sent Guan Chongyang home and was about to take out his things when he was stopped by the old man.

The old man asked him to take the package back and help keep it safe, but did not tell him what was inside the package.

Fang Wei didn't ask any questions. He returned home with the basket on his back and hid the package and the two gold bars together.

Then I went to my eldest brother's house for dinner.

Time flies.

The autumn harvest has arrived again.

First, the experimental field began to harvest rice, and all 20 acres of [Nongken 58] japonica rice were harvested.

There is also a small area in the experimental field planted with "natural male sterile plants", which we need to wait for a while, as it is the key to cultivating the "sterile line" next year.

Zheng Xianfa has been keeping an eye on the yield of the autumn harvest of [Nongken 58]. When he returns, he needs to understand the situation of planting [Nongken 58] in the Yao village before deciding whether to try planting late rice next year.

Of course, he was more concerned about the yield of the autumn harvest in the fields.

It wasn't long before the experimental field statistics were in. The total yield of the 20 mu (Nongken 58) plot was 14760 kilograms (approximately 738 jin), or kilograms (approximately jin) per mu, virtually unchanged from the previous season.

[Harvesting crops, points +14760, total points: 35137 points.]

Next, the fields began to be harvested, and everyone in the production team was waiting for the final results.

A few days later, Zheng Xianfa announced the production figures in the barn: 498 catties per mu, for a total of 99600 catties. This figure was a slight increase from the previous season, but Fang Wei understood that this had already reached the yield limit of [Nanguang No. ] grown in the fields.

The situation in other production teams was not bad. Those who used the third-generation rice seeds [Nanguang No. 450] basically had an yield of 500- kilograms per mu.

The yield of those using second-generation rice seeds is no higher than 400 kilograms.

If you keep the seeds yourself, the yield will decrease by about 5%-10%. At present, the impact does not seem to be obvious.

But in the entire commune, the overall rice yield has increased significantly. After all, the large-scale promotion of [Nanguan No. 1] rice seeds began in the summer, and now is the time to see results.

Tang Ze has been in high spirits recently. After all the data were counted, he went to the county and made a special report to the leaders.

Xue Yumin was delighted and immediately decided to widely promote the Nanguang No. 1 rice variety throughout the county. Taking into account the seed availability that year, implementation could be divided into two steps: by next summer's planting date, all production teams would be required to switch to the high-yield rice variety.

Afterwards, Yaoling Commune became famous in the county and received various honors.

Even Zheng Xianfa and Fang Wei received a pile of certificates.

The county recommended Fang Wei to participate in the selection of "Advanced Member" in the entire district, and the second team also entered the selection list of "Advanced Production Team" in the county.

Even more explosive news came later that Tang Ze was transferred to the county to serve as Xue Yumin's deputy.

"Third brother, you worked so hard to build the Nanguang No. 1, but others took advantage of the situation and you only got a bunch of scraps of paper. Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Guan Chongyang was an old and experienced man, and he could tell at a glance that Tang Ze had the last laugh only because of Fang Wei's help.

Fang Wei shrugged, appearing calm. As long as he had the idea of increasing yields, the rice seeds would remain unknown. As for who benefited and who rode the wave, it didn't matter to him at all.

After all, his thoughts at that time were very simple, he just wanted to have a full meal.

Now that this goal has been achieved, why should he be unhappy?
"I really don't care. Even if I were offered a job and allowed to eat commercial grain, I wouldn't be happy to go. Is there nothing I can do in the countryside? I can't make a career in the countryside? I don't believe it."

Fang Wei saw clearly that even if he went to work in a certain unit, he would only be able to work like a slave.

It would be better to stay in the production team and be free.

There was also another key question he couldn't say. Who knew what the situation would be like in a few years? It would be safer for him to stay in the team.

Within two days, great changes took place in the entire Yaoling Commune.

After Tang Ze left, his former deputy Xu Guangsheng took over as commune secretary. In Xiatang Brigade, the old branch secretary retired and Zheng Xianfa was elected as the new brigade secretary.

In the past, Wei Guanghua from Team One would definitely have competed for this position.

But now the second team and Zheng Xianfa are at the peak of their careers. Who can blame them for having a "little scholar" in their team?

In rural areas, grain production is the key, and he is no match for it.

Since he had no hope, Wei Guanghua gave his all to support Zheng Xianfa. Most of the team leaders of the production teams under the brigade also supported Zheng Xianfa.

Zheng Xianfa naturally became the new branch secretary of the brigade.

Next is the business of Team 2. The production team leader is not appointed by the brigade and must gain the support of the majority of members to be competent.

Otherwise, who would listen to you? If you don't have enough prestige, you can't control others.

Zheng Xianfa likes Fang Wei and wants him to be the captain of the second team.

Not only him, but all the team leaders and the vast majority of members hope that Fang Wei can take over the position of team leader.

In their simple concept, whoever can lead them to a better life is qualified to sit in that position.

Zheng Xianfa is a capable person, so the members respect him.

Not to mention Fang Wei, who is knowledgeable, cultured and capable, and the members simply trust him blindly.

"Xiao Xiucai, you will take over as the captain of the second team. Both the brigade and the commune will definitely support your work in the future."

Zheng Xianfa specifically asked Fang Wei to do his job, hoping that he could take on the responsibility of captain.

Fang Wei didn't want to tire himself out, so he politely declined:

"I'm still too young and inexperienced, and others won't obey me. Captain, why don't you find someone else? I don't think I'm suitable."

"Whether it's suitable or not isn't up to you to decide; that's up to the members. So, we'll call a meeting of all the members and let them nominate someone. Whoever everyone likes will be made captain."

Zheng Xianfa was a little annoyed. He turned around and left after saying a few words.

the next day.

He convened a general meeting of all members.

At the general membership meeting, Fang Wei was elected by almost all members, and the applause from the audience lasted for a long time, making him not know how to refuse.

He turned to look at Zheng Xianfa. He had clearly told him that he didn't want to be the captain, but he still put him in the position.

"Thank you all for your trust, thank you!"

Fang Wei had to accept this reality. He didn't say anything more, but just bowed to everyone.

"It's settled then. From now on, Xiao Xiucai will be the captain of the second team. You must support his work.

Let me be frank: whoever targets the young scholar is targeting me, Zheng Xianfa, and I will not be polite. Dismiss!"

After the song ended, everyone left and Zheng Xianfa took Fang Wei home.

After drinking two ounces of sweet potato wine, Zheng Xianfa finally started to open up to him:
"Little Scholar, I know you don't like to take care of these trivial matters, so I suggest to the team leader that we appoint a deputy captain for the second team. I'm afraid you won't trust anyone else, so let Zheng Hu be the deputy captain."

"Is this even possible? Will people have any objections?"

Only then did Fang Wei realize Zheng Xianfa's style of doing things, which was simply unconventional.

"Why not? Hu Zi has matured a lot since he started following you. The key is that he listens to you. If I say yes, then yes.

Besides, having your eldest brother be the leader of the breeding team, wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?"

Next, Zheng Xianfa mentioned what happened after Zheng Hu left the breeding team.

The breeding team cannot be handed over to anyone else, and no one else will be able to convince the public, so Fang Wei's elder brother Fang Ping can only take over.

Fang Wei absolutely welcomed the latter arrangement.

My eldest brother is actually very smart and hardworking. Under his guidance, there will be no problems with the breeding team's work.

When Fang Wei returned home and told his elder brother about this, Fang Ping didn't show any surprise.

He felt that this was a method used by Zheng Xianfa and Xu Guangsheng from the commune to win over people. There was nothing to worry about, so he just listened to them.

Fang Wei agreed with this. If you want to tie me down, you have to spend some money, right?
In fact, many people didn't understand that he had no intention of leaving the second team at all.

A few days later.

The team leaders of the second team gathered together for a meeting, and Fang Wei first made a division of labor with Zheng Hu.

Fang Wei is mainly responsible for the overall work, while Zheng Hu is mainly responsible for the specific work.

To put it bluntly, Fang Wei uses his brain and mouth, while Zheng Hu uses his mouth and hands, and their working relationship is very clear and obvious.

The other people were very cooperative, and the new team seemed harmonious at their first meeting.

After the meeting, Fang Wei left the team headquarters and Zheng Hu followed him.

"Third brother, I feel uneasy that I suddenly became the vice-captain."

This was a piece of cake. How could Zheng Hu have thought that he would suddenly become the deputy captain?
So he felt a little guilty.

"Don't overthink it. You can handle it. If there's anything you don't understand, don't rush to express your opinion. We can discuss it more."

Fang Wei comforted Zheng Hu and went home to eat.

"Little brother, how does it feel to be the captain?"

Eating was a difficult issue, Tian Guihua smiled and joked with Fang Weiyi.

The family is getting better and better now. Her husband has become the leader of the breeding group, and her younger brother has become the leader of the production team. She is also proud of it.

"It's such a hassle. There are so many trivial things to do. However, I'll leave the specific matters to Hu Zi. Next I have to cultivate new rice seeds."

Fang Wei felt that being a team leader in the production team was no different from being a supervisor in a company in his previous life.

The key is to be good at using people and willing to delegate power. You can just take charge of the overall situation yourself and there is no need to be so tired.

His strength is not in farm work, but in making good use of his golden fingers to lead the members to live a good life.

With this understanding, he will not be completely tied to the position of captain.

(End of this chapter)