Siheyuan (traditional courtyard house): 52 years of farming, producing hundreds of millions of tons

"no problem!"

Wan Ping'an hesitated slightly, then nodded in agreement.

The most important issue isn't safety; it's how to expand the planting scale.

He only has six acres of land, how many crops can he grow?

Too limited!

Only by cooperating with the above can we obtain a large amount of land and rapidly expand the scale of planting.

The larger the planting scale, the greater the system rewards.

Han Dahe felt that there was no time to lose. He happened to know some people, so he immediately got up and left the six acres of land to contact his old comrades-in-arms.

By noon.

A small portion of the golden rice has been harvested.

"Boss, can I ask you for a favor?"

during break.

The seventh brother approached Wan Ping'an, looking somewhat apprehensive.

Wan Ping'an could tell that Lao Qi was an honest man who worked very hard!

"what's up?"

Wan Ping'an asked with a smile.

"This is the first time I've ever seen golden rice. The quality is amazing. It must have been a tribute to the imperial palace in the past!"

"I want to ask you to exchange my wages for rice. I want to take some back home for my wife and children to try."

The seventh brother looked at Wan Ping'an nervously.

The people who came with him to harvest rice also looked at Wan Ping'an.

If Wan Ping'an agrees to Lao Qi's request, they can muster up the courage to give it a try and bring it back for their families to taste.

"I thought it was something serious?"

"It's just a little bit of rice, isn't it?"

"Work hard, and after the rice harvest is finished, I'll give each of you a pound. You don't need to exchange it; consider it a reward."

Wan Ping'an smiled.

The seventh brother is so adorably simple.

"really?"

The seventh brother was very surprised.

He didn't expect Wan Ping'an to be so easy to talk to.

He was born and raised in the old society, where bosses and capitalists wouldn't be so easy to talk to.

"of course it's true!"

"You're all the same. Work hard, and once the harvest is finished, you'll each get a pound!"

Wan Ping'an nodded.

Very good!

Lao Qi and the others cheered.

Cai glanced at Wang Ping'an with no gratitude.

The people he recruited were all former colleagues with whom he had a good relationship, and he hoped to find some benefits for them.

Provided that Wan Anping allows it!

I've finished resting.

The rice harvest has begun again.

Lao Qi and the others worked even harder. They were determined to do everything in their power to satisfy Wan Ping'an for the promised pound of golden rice!

Wang Wang!

Big Black lay down next to Wan Ping'an.

He suddenly stood up and roared behind Wan Ping'an.

Wan Ping'an wasn't in a hurry at all.

He could tell that Big Black's roar wasn't a warning of danger or a greeting.

It must be someone they know.

No danger!

"Ugh, Big Black, you've ruined my plans again."

Chen Xueru complained with dissatisfaction.

She came with Xu Huirong, intending to sneak over and scare Wan Ping'an.

But we forgot about Big Black!

Dahei is extremely loyal to Wan Ping'an. As long as it is around, no one, including acquaintances, can get to Wan Ping'an's side without being detected.

"Big Black, well done! I'll reward you with a chicken leg later!"

He laughed without pressing the peace button.

I patted Big Black's head.

Big Black seemed to understand, jumping around Wan Ping'an, its tail wagging like a windmill.

"I hate you, you're just as hateful as Big Black."

Chen Xueru rolled her eyes at Wan Ping'an.

"Would you like some gold?"

Wan Ping'an smiled.

Open your palm, and a small handful of golden rice glitters in the sunlight.

"Give gold?"

"How tacky!"

Chen Xueru pouted.

"Tacky?"

"Okay, then I won't give it to you."

Wan Ping'an is about to be taken back.

"Wait, why are you being so stingy?"

"Who takes back something they've given away? Can't I keep it?"

Chen Xueru glared at Wan Ping'an reproachfully.

Reach out.

The golden rice was snatched from Wan Ping'an's hands.

Wan Ping'an was slightly taken aback; Chen Xueru's small hands were so soft!

"what?"

"No, this isn't gold, it's too light. And it's not fool's gold either, so what is it?"

"How do you make it into the shape of rice?"

I got it in my hands.

Chen Xueru then realized something was wrong.

"Let me see?"

Xu Huirong leaned over and picked up a few grains of rice.

"It really does look like rice, no, this is rice!"

Xu Huirong put a grain of rice into her mouth.

Click!

With a slight cracking sound, she bit into a grain of rice.

"That's right, this is rice."

“Even the royal tribute rice of the past cannot compare to this golden rice.”

"Ping An, you've given me another wonderful surprise! Is this the rice you grew?"

"I remember the last time I came here, the rice was white. How did it turn golden?"

Xu Huirong was very surprised.