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Three hundred and six chapters harvest (1)

Since he can stay for one more month, Xu Ji is not in a hurry.

He sat up in a leisurely manner, walked out of the Crystal Palace, mounted the big buffalo, quietly disappeared, walked out of the sand and water, and walked towards the mountains and rivers of Liujun.

Today, Liu County has thirteen counties.

Every county has established a complete 'committee of all living beings' system.

It was a bottom-up system that was reluctantly established.

Can meet temporary needs!

But Xu Ji knew that this was just a temporary measure.

It is the young generation in Liu County who have not grown up with emergency measures.

Use autonomy to act as an agent for the government, and use the committee system plus the supervision of Willow to solve problems.

The future of Liujun still needs a strong centralized system!

Great unification, centralization of power!

"Perhaps, starting next year, we can try to conduct civil service examinations and selections..."

"The committee can become an oversight and consultation body..."

"Well! I want to have a good talk with Professor Chen Ke about this matter!"



Master Tongtian sat on the balcony with his eyes closed.

He counted the time, minute by minute.

However, the strange thing is that this conversion did not come on time.

He opened his eyes, picked up the phone and took a look.

"It's 7:15..."

"What's going on?" Leader Tongtian asked: "What happened?!"

However, as a saint, Master Tongtian will not panic no matter what happens.

He will only look for the reason.

"Is it because Xu Ji was doing something extraordinary in the wilderness?" Leader Tongtian couldn't help but think.

"Or is it for other reasons?"



In the golden autumn of September, the breeze blows on the plains of Liu County.

The golden wheat waves roared like a tidal wave.

The heavy ears of wheat are hanging down one by one.

The plump wheat grains are plump!

Even many wheat ears are surrounded by slight fluorescence.

This is evidence of spiritual energy!

Zhao Shuo stood on the ridge of the field and looked silently at the wheat field in front of him. His wife and children were sitting on the edge of the field.

"Da Lang, your father is amazing!"

"This year I taught a student who took the exam and went to Liucheng to attend a lecture!"

"People are coming from the countryside. I want to choose your father to be a teacher in the village school to teach everyone how to read and write!"

"Maybe I can choose a piece of land in the future!"

After listening to his wife's words, Zhao Shuo lowered his head and felt a little guilty, but he did not show it. He just said lightly: "Ayu, let's go, let's go back and help clean up the grain drying farm!"

"Okay!" His wife is the daughter of a refugee.

Two years ago, Zhao Shuo was sent to this new immigrant village by Liujun officials. Because he could read, he was assigned to be a teacher in the village.

He teaches children in the village how to read and write, and occasionally helps adults with their literacy skills.

The main purpose is to teach people to recognize their own names and then remember some simple weights, measures and arithmetic.

At first, Zhao Shuo was very resistant.

How could such a dignified young master sink so low? So he was very perfunctory, even a little casual.

But as time went by, he gradually got used to it.

Unknowingly, I became a part of the village.

Although he is still lonely, everyone in the village respects him.

Just like respecting the skilled craftsmen in the village.

Therefore, someone soon came to match him and marry his daughter to him.

The days passed like this bit by bit, and he gradually got used to it.

I took my wife and children with me into the village and came to the cement-paved Shaigu Ping in the center of the village.

Here, all men, women, and children in the village have gathered and are cleaning this public land.

Most of the immigrant villages in Liujun are in a collective situation.

Except for their respective families, everything else is public property.

Land is publicly owned, agricultural tools are publicly owned, grain is publicly owned, incense is publicly owned...

The reason is also very simple.

Immigrants who have just arrived have nothing.

If they want to survive and live well, they must work collectively.

And the benefits of collective labor are huge.

First of all, the reclaimed land can be cultivated and sown in a unified manner.

Then you can buy or rent large farm equipment.

There are also advantages in hiring monsters, as there is room for negotiation.

Zhao Shuo's family could not have participated in cleaning the grain drying field.

As a teacher, Zhao Shuo even had the privilege of not having to work.

This is something everyone in the village has discussed.

Immigrants are poor and cannot afford to pay a salary, so they can only rely on supporting teachers to retain talents!

Therefore, when I saw Zhao Shuo and his family, they also picked up the broom and wanted to join in the labor.

Someone immediately came to dissuade him: "Mr. Zhao, please rest... We are responsible for the matters here!"

Others also said: "Yes! Yes! Sir, please rest!"

This year, there was a young man in the village who was admitted to Liucheng and was able to attend lectures in front of Tianzun.

The whole village was shocked!

Because this immigrant village has only been established for three years.

Naturally, everyone thinks Mr. Zhao taught me well.

He became more and more polite to Zhao Shuo's family.

Of course, how can I be willing to let this gentleman participate in manual labor?

I can’t wait to offer it up!

This is true even in the countryside!

Famous teacher!

Zhao Shuo shook his head, and when he was about to say something, there was a rumbling sound outside the village.

He turned around and saw the village chief riding on the back of a huge bull demon.

"I've rented it, I've rented it!" the village chief shouted happily: "Young and old men, please come out and take a look!"

Everyone stepped forward one after another, only to see the bull demon riding by the village chief holding a huge metal weapon.

The sharp cold light of the blade makes people's eyebrows tremble.

Zhao Shuo couldn't help but step forward and observe this thing.

"This is the harvester..." He sighed: "It is indeed a supreme weapon!"

He had heard of this object, and it was said that it was a sacred object passed down by the Heavenly Lord.

Liujun’s sharp weapon!

With this thing, there is no more hard work in cutting wheat.

With the power of the demon clan, it is easy to cut hundreds of acres of wheat in one day!

The village chief jumped off the cow's back and said, "Of course! This thing is a harvester!"

He turned to Zhao Shuo and said, "Sir, I still need to trouble you. Starting today, I will take the children in the village to record the harvest of Lingmai in this village!"

Zhao Shuo nodded.

This year’s Lingmai harvest is probably several times that of last year!

And spiritual food, including Lingmai, is what Liu County officials are most concerned about now!

I heard that even Tianzun is paying attention to this matter!

Then I heard the village chief say: "Sir, you don't know something. Our village is one of the first villages in Liu County to start harvesting!"

"So, an order has come from Liucheng, telling us to report the harvest of Lingmai and Fanmai as soon as possible!"

"Mr. Meng and the committee are waiting!"

"That's it!" Zhao Shuo lowered his head: "Okay, I will count the number of Lingmai as soon as possible!"

Three years of farm life have completely washed away this former aristocratic dandy.

In order to survive, he had to face reality.

And reality in turn taught him survival and human accidents.


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