Danyu Plain is a land where grass grows and orioles fly. It is like flowers all year round. The climate is mild and there is no difference between autumn and winter. It can be cultivated at any time. It is the largest grain-producing land in the entire Doguland. It has the "Kingdom"

"Granary".

It was dusk at this time, and the Danyu Plain was covered with fragments of the setting sun. Golden wheat ears were covered with bright afterglow. Crooked scarecrows stood in the sunset. Some birds had long been accustomed to the existence of these scarecrows and landed on their shoulders without hesitation.

Chirping, there are also some birds that have never seen the scarecrow, hovering in the air for a long time, not daring to come down and peck at the wheat ears.

The terrain of Danyu Plain is very flat. A dozen Danyu City officials who were inspecting the area were standing on a high hillside. They could see endless green and golden colors as far as the eye could see. In the wind, they could smell the refreshing and rich fragrance of wheat.

The farmland in Danyu Plain is contracted by more than a hundred noble families in Danyu City. The noble farmer in charge of the farmland in front of him is accompanying the officials and explaining to them.

"My lords, as I just said, the wheat ears are growing well this season, just like in previous seasons." The farmer looked at the endless wheat fields and sighed with relief, "In a month or two, the wheat ears will grow better."

When they are ripe, you can start harvesting, and it will be a great harvest."

Gome, the "Consul" of Danyu City, was a tall, thin man with narrowed eyes. He looked at the endless wheat fields, as if he were looking at pieces of gold, and he couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.

Gome patted the farmer's shoulder and said with a smile: "The wheat ears are growing so well. I don't think there is any problem. Let's end the inspection here. What do you think, Lao Lin?"

This "Old Lin" refers to the "Inspector" of Danyu City, named Lin Gengsen. His father is a Dogulander, and his mother is an immigrant from the Far Eastern Dynasty, so he is considered a mixed race.

Lin Gengsen's father loved his wife so much that he didn't even care about his child's surname. Therefore, Lin Gengsen's name inherited the Far Eastern style and sounded very unique.

Lin Gengsen's father was the last "ombudsman" of Danyu City. When he was young, Lin Gengsen was assigned to work as a civil affairs officer in the town for several years as a training, and later he was appointed as the main city-level ombudsman in another place. He served for more than ten years.

Before Lin Gengsen's father retired, he used his connections to pave the way for his son, allowing Lin Gengsen to rise step by step in the next few years. Eventually, the son inherited his father's legacy and became the supervisor of Danyu City, a city directly under the jurisdiction of the city, on par with the eight provincial-level officials.

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When Gomer inspected the wheat field, Lin Gengsen stood beside him and casually cracked melon seeds. He nodded and said casually: "Okay, I don't think there is any problem."

"I have a problem!" Suddenly, a discordant voice sounded.

Everyone looked back and saw a short man standing at the end of the line. He had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, a very ugly face, and pockmarks on his face. He was the one who just called out the problem.

The farmer thought this person looked familiar and asked tentatively: "Who is this?..."

Without turning his head, Gome said calmly: "This man's name is Maban. The original grain officer, Old Nick, retired a few days ago, and he is the new grain officer."

Lin Gengsen spat out the melon seed shells in his mouth and joked: "This guy's name is really interesting, Ma Ban. This is the first time I've heard such a name."

Not to be outdone, Maban glared and said, "This is the name your parents gave you. What's the problem?"

Lin Gengsen's expression changed, he threw the uneaten melon seeds in his hand onto Pockmarked's face, and cursed: "Who do you think you are talking to?"

"Okay." Gome stopped their quarrel and said impatiently, "Old Lin, you are also a supervisor after all, ranking eighth at the provincial level. Don't you feel embarrassed to quarrel with a small grain officer?

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Lin Gengsen sneered, clapped his hands to wipe away the melon seed crumbs on his palms, and said no more.

Gome turned to look at Mab, and his voice was very cold: "You just said there was a problem, what's the problem?"

Ma Ban rolled up his trousers, walked quickly down the hill, and got into the wheat field.

"This?..." The farmer was a little confused and didn't understand what this was doing.

The other officials were also very puzzled and looked at the pockmarks running through the wheat fields.

I saw the pockmarks walking back and forth among the wheat stalks, like a hound searching for prey, sniffing this stalk, sniffing that stalk, and finally grabbed a strand of wheat and pulled it off.

The farmer was a little dissatisfied when he saw this and shouted: "Hey, what are you doing? This wheat is growing well, why did you pull it out?"

Mabian held the plucked wheat ears tightly in his hands. When he came back, he handed them to Gome and said with a gloomy face: "Consul Gome, this wheat..."

"Sir." Gome interrupted him expressionlessly, "Position titles are given by superiors or peers. You, a subordinate, dare to call me by my title?"

Ma Ban gave him a white look and said reluctantly: "Master Gome, these wheat ears are wrong."

Gome took the ear of wheat, took a look at it, and showed it to everyone: "The shell color is even and the grains are full. This is the finest ear of wheat that can only be grown in our Danyu Plain. What's wrong with it?"

After he finished speaking, he threw the ears of wheat back into the field.

Maban hurriedly walked down and picked up the discarded ears of wheat. He frowned and said, "These are the ears of a century-old wheat. Of course it's wrong."

Gome sneered and said: "I'm really surprised, how could Mr. Lanxian promote someone with no common sense like you to be the grain officer? Danyu Plain is the first grain-producing area in Dogulland. Every year, there are targets issued by the royal family.

We cultivate enough century-old wheat and hand it over on time as a strategic grain reserve. Don’t you even know this?"

Ma Ban said directly: "There are indicators, but the indicator issued by the royal family to Danyu Plain is 1:9. Only 10% of each mu of land needs to be planted with century-old wheat, and the remaining 90% of the area should be planted with ordinary wheat.

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Ma Ban pointed at the endless wheat fields and said in a deep voice: "I just went down to take a look. The few acres of land I explored were all planted with century-old wheat, and there was not even a single ordinary wheat plant. What's going on?"

"What did I think? It turns out that's it." The farmer smiled and said calmly, "Of course this is to improve farming efficiency. The number of times of watering and fertilization required every day for century-old wheat is very different from that of ordinary wheat.

.If every acre of land is mixed with planting, it will be inconvenient to cultivate and harvest, which will add a lot of costs."

"But by distinguishing categories as we do now, dividing into special areas, and only growing the same type of wheat per acre, we can save a lot of management costs and everyone will worry less."

Ma Ban said forcefully: "Okay, since you said so, it will be more convenient. We will now send people to check the land one acre to see if the wheat seed ratio found meets the standard, whether it is 1:

9.How?”
Chapter completed!