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There was no way, He Fan really couldn't spare the time.
Just moving hundreds of bags of rice out one by one is a big project. The bags are poured, spread evenly, and exposed to the sun. In the evening, before the sun goes down, the rice has to be repacked one by one and carried back home.
He Fan couldn't bear it anymore.
In the yard, all the potted plants that He Weihai usually kept had to give way and were moved into the house to make room for drying the millet.
Even Dahuang and Xiaojin were forced to move temporarily. The yard was covered with a layer of yellow and golden rice.
And the road at the entrance of the yard is also occupied for drying millet.
Every household in Qinghe Village is basically like this, busy drying millet, and it looks like a busy scene.
After He Fan finished drying the millet, he couldn't leave yet, he had to patrol everywhere.
Otherwise, the birds flying in the sky will come to peck at the rice. If someone's chickens and ducks are not closed properly, they will eat the rice if they escape. You also have to prevent the local dogs raised by the villagers from pooping and urinating on it, and there are also naughty children. You have to watch, in short, you can't live without people for a moment.
He Fan wore a straw hat on his head and held a long bamboo pole in his hand. The bamboo pole was cut from the mountain and tied with a piece of bright red cloth at the top. It was used to drive away chickens, ducks and flying birds. It was quite effective.
In short, the styling is at the forefront of fashion.
There is also a bamboo rake, which is the same as Zhu Bajie's nine-tooth nail rake, used to turn the rice. Every once in a while, you have to rake it back and forth so that the rice can be dried as evenly as possible.
With the bamboo pole in my left hand and the bamboo rake in my right hand, I patrolled back and forth along the road in front of my house!
He Fan only felt that he looked extremely stupid now.
But there is no way, my parents said, if there is any problem with the rice, just whip yourself with a broom!
Only when his mother called out in the yard during lunch could He Fan take the opportunity to take a rest.
There are only three people in the family, and we usually eat in the main room.
The old couple had the habit of watching TV while eating. While He Fan was devouring his food, a news item was playing on the TV:
"Pollution leaked from the xxx chemical plant, and a large nearby high-quality rice-producing area may be affected"
A clean and cool female announcer's voice came from the TV. It should be that another chemical raw material leakage and pollution incident occurred somewhere.
After reading the news, the old couple also angrily commented:
"These bosses today are all evil-minded. They only make money without conscience. They always turn a blind eye to safety production management and do not take the lives of employees seriously."
¡°Fortunately, there were no casualties this time, but look at this area, what a great tract of rice, it¡¯s polluted, it¡¯s not a pity¡±
Hearing the regretful words of the old couple, He Fan echoed without raising his head:
¡°If we want to say that rice is good, we have to count our rice first!¡±
He Weihai also looked proud when he heard this and said:
¡°That¡¯s right, I personally selected our rice and planted it one by one. I haven¡¯t used any messy chemical fertilizers since it was planted. How can the quality be bad?¡±
"That's that, that's"
He Fan secretly complained that the good rice was not due to the spiritual rain he planted, but he did not dare to compare it with his words and started to praise his father.
Just when he was about to flatter his father further and see if it would make the old man happy, he would be merciful and forgive him the work of looking at the rice fields, when the phone rang.
After taking a few mouthfuls of rice and eating the bottom of the bowl, He Fan took out his cell phone and answered the call. It was Lin Guo calling again.
I always thought that this kid was just having fun and came here to talk nonsense, but after hearing a few words from the other person, He Fan was a little surprised.
"Special offer?"
It turns out that the rice produced by the He Fan family that Lin Guo gave to Mr. Guo was tested by a professional institution. It was found that all data indicators met the previously established state banquet standards, and even exceeded them!
Since the special rice production area was affected by chemical pollution, Mr. Guo immediately decided to designate this rice as the special rice in the future.
No, Lin Guo called to brag about this to He Fan.
He Fan didn¡¯t have much resistance. It was a bit of an honor for the rice he grew to be used in the state banquet and brought to the table of the leader.
Of course, I wasn¡¯t very excited.
"Oh, okay."
That is to say, He Fan can be so calm. If an ordinary agricultural product company encounters such a good thing, the boss will probably faint with excitement. If the product can be included in the state banquet, it means that it meets the highest standards. In the future, it will be promoted nationwide, which is just a brand benefit. , unimaginable!
Through the conversation with Lin Guo, He Fan learned that the rice-producing area that was affected by the chemical leakage incident just mentioned in the news contained the source of the specially supplied rice.
"Brother, the old man and I are already on our way here"
Lin Guo said proudly.
"There is no way. Mr. Guo is so happy to see that he has discovered rice of such magical quality. He has a character that can't wait for a moment. No one can do anything to him.
So, Lin Jianguo solemnly handed over this matter to Lin Guo.
Lin Guo could only be so upset that he took the old man directly to the plane and rushed back.
He Fan didn't care, but then he seemed to think of something, and a devilish smile appeared on his face.
At this time, Lin Guo, who had just gotten off the plane and was talking on his mobile phone, suddenly felt cold all over his body for some unknown reason and couldn't help but shiver.
Putting down the phone, Lin Guo said to himself in confusion:
"It's strange. Even though it's autumn, the temperature hasn't dropped so cold yet. Where did the cold wind come from"
"Xiao Guozi, stop dawdling, take me to meet your strange brother."
Next to him, Mr. Guo urged impatiently.
He was surprised to learn from Lin Guo¡¯s narration that the rice, vegetables, and rice flower crabs were all cultivated by the same person, so he carried Lin Guo to Yangcheng without stopping.
Not only for the future supply of rice, but also to see what kind of strange people are able to have such ability to cultivate agricultural products?
Lin Guo could only obey orders in front of the old man. After looking around, he found his Land Rover, whose pedigree had been stained by the threshing machine, parked on the side of the road with double flashes.
He had already told the office employees to bring their cars and wait.
He quickly led the old man over there. Behind the two of them were several men with sharp temperaments in casual clothes, who were the security personnel in the courtyard.
Fortunately, Lin Guo¡¯s modified Land Rover is large enough to accommodate so many people, which is what he is most proud of.
After nearly an hour¡¯s drive, the group finally arrived at Qinghe Village.
However, the car was parked at the end of the village, but there was no way to drive in.
At this time, every household in Qinghe Village was drying rice. The roads were covered with golden rice, and there were no passable roads at all.
The group of people had to get out of the car and walk. Mr. Guo has been a cook all his life and has been dealing with food all his life. Seeing this scene, he felt very friendly.
When I was approaching He Fan¡¯s house, I saw He Fan standing at the door from a distance, with a strange appearance, chasing away a country wild dog that was about to defecate on the rice.
Lin Guo laughed out loud all of a sudden. He Fan's style was really too weird.
"Brother, what kind of look do you have? I've only been away for a day and you've already changed your style?"
He Fan also noticed Lin Guo and his group. Seeing Lin Guo smiling happily, he cursed in his heart: Damn it, you won¡¯t be able to laugh later.
He said:
"What the hell do you know? This is called country style. Isn't it popular recently? Are there still people who regard the snakeskin bags in our rural areas as luxury bags?"
While He Fan and Lin Guo were talking nonsense, the national security officers behind Mr. Guo all had serious expressions on their faces.
They felt an inexplicable pressure, as majestic as Mount Tai!
After several confirmations, I was finally sure that the pressure was coming from the country boy in front of me who was carrying a bamboo pole to hunt wild dogs.
Seemingly unintentionally, the three national security officers took a few steps forward and formed a "pin" shape to protect Mr. Guo in the middle.
The square-faced man headed by him approached Mr. Guo and said in a low voice:
"Mr. Guo, this person is dangerous!" (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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