People in Zhaojiatun, Longmen Village, Wujiaxiang, Lijiazhai and Liujia Village were beating gongs and drums excitedly.
Li Zhao once again proved the miracle to them.
Regenerated rice is definitely not just about increasing food production. Even in the prosperous times of later generations, 20% of the people in the world still had insufficient food and clothing, let alone such feudal and backward ancient times?
Food means life, hope, the continuation of a family, the continuation of a race, and the inheritance of a civilization!
It can be so small that people no longer have to go hungry or sell their children.
It can also be big enough to save all people and save the common people.
As a group of people who have always supported Li Zhao unswervingly, they are actually the most excited and proudest.
When regenerated rice is successful, Li Zhao will gain even more.
They all breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts!
The prince succeeded.
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"Master, master..."
He Weiping discussed the philosophy of life with his concubine last night. It was a little late and so he was a little tired.
Hearing the shouts of his old servant, he felt very irritable. He reluctantly got up from his concubine, opened the door with a gloomy face, and shouted: "What is your name? Your mother is dead?"
The old servant looked excitedly and pointed in the direction of the field: "The rice is growing..."
"When it grows, it grows... Uh? What did you say?" He Weiping's sleepiness suddenly disappeared and he grabbed the old servant's collar.
"The rice...is growing."
He Weiping immediately rushed out and roared: "Prepare the carriage!"
"Sir, you haven't put on your shoes yet..."
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Zhou Mansion.
Bang bang bang!
Zhou Mingbo sat up with a start, grabbed the dagger beside his pillow, and looked at the door warily.
The violent knocking made him suspect that his home had been robbed.
"who?"
"Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou, open the door, it's us!"
Zhou Mingbo's face turned dark when he heard the voice. Two bastards, Zhu Taining and He Weiping, stood at the door with excited and flattering expressions on their faces.
Zhou Mingbo has the desire to kill people. He deserves to be disturbed so early in the morning.
"What are you doing?" Zhou Mingbo was in a depressed mood.
"Rice, rice has grown..."
Zhou Mingbo was in a very calm mood: "So?"
"No, rice. The rice in the field has grown for the second time. His Highness Prince You has succeeded again!"
"I know."
"You know?" Zhu Taining and He Weiping were both a little confused. They didn't understand why Zhou Mingbo was so calm.
Zhou Mingbo sighed, sat on the threshold and said, "Can you guys stop making such a fuss?"
"ah?"
"His Royal Highness You Wang has been strategizing and winning from thousands of miles away. Has he ever failed since he came to Jiaozhou?" Zhou Mingbo spread his hands and said, "Is it strange that he succeeded? Isn't this inevitable?"
Zhu Taining: "..."
He Weiping: "..."
Boom, boom, boom!
The door of Zhou Mansion was hit by Lao Sin, and it felt like it was about to be broken into pieces.
The old servant of the Zhou family went to open the door again and saw Lei Hongjun, Ma Zhenhao, Fan Hongchi, Jin Yuesheng and other wealthy family heads arriving.
Zhou Mingbo didn't want to get up, but he had to get up.
"Hahaha..." The hearty laughter of Jin Yuesheng and others came, and he clasped his fists and said: "Brother Zhou has a unique vision and is as careful as hair. I admire you, but I really shouldn't bother you. I'm prepared to make a small profit, so I'd like to ask Zhou Brother, don’t be offended.”
Zhou Mingbo's eyes lit up instantly, and he immediately warmly greeted everyone to sit down: "You are here, why are you bringing gifts? Butler, please accept them quickly!"
Jin Yuesheng: "..."
Zhu Taining: "..."
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"My lord, my lord..." Ding Haihai rushed into the county government office excitedly and shouted to Ding Guomin's wing.
Ding Guomin got up early and was reading a book. When he heard his personal guard calling, he frowned slightly and said, "What's wrong?"
"The heads of the eight major families are here, saying they want to thank you."
Ding Guomin came out with the book and said calmly: "What do you want to thank me for?"
"You forgot, the regenerated rice project has been successful!" Ding Haihai was very excited. His father's political performance was now stable.
After hearing the explanation, Ding Guomin frowned slightly and said: "Regenerated rice is not my idea, it is King You's! I just persuaded them to follow King You's plan. If they really want to thank you, go thank King You!"
Ding Haihai was stunned: "Then they are at the door now..."
Ding Guomin didn't want to receive them, but after thinking about it he said: "Let them come in."
Soon, all the heads of the eight major families in Qingyun County came in and thanked Ding Guomin.
Not only ordinary people care about food, but also people from aristocratic families like them.
Ding Guomin quickly waved his hand and said: "Thank you for not giving up. You think highly of Ding and have been following Ding. But Ding has something to explain!"
"Master Ding, please speak!" The heads of the eight major families became more and more polite.
"First of all, I didn't help you. At most, I just helped you analyze the situation." Ding Guomin said with a serious face: "Secondly, the great kindness of regenerated rice was given by His Highness King You. You should thank King You!"
"Finally, and most importantly, Ding has certainly helped everyone, but if you don't know the truth and don't distinguish right from wrong, no matter how much I say, it will still be useless. Therefore, you should be more grateful to yourselves."
The heads of the eight major families were naturally not easy to fool, but they didn't expect that Ding Guomin didn't even want any credit and became more and more respectful.
As everyone knows, Ding Guomin just doesn't want to get into trouble.
He will never refuse what is his, but he will not take any credit that does not belong to him.
"But...if you really want to thank me, Ding has a somewhat immature suggestion!"
"Appreciate further details!"
Now they have a heartfelt recognition and awe of Dingguo, and Dingguo's assessment of the situation several times has convinced them from the bottom of their hearts.
It is precisely because they made the right choice that they took fewer detours and even saved a lot of money and time.
Whenever they see others spending several times their own money and time to please King You to buy tools, they will feel secretly happy.
Ding Guomin lowered his voice and said: "King You has great ambitions. It can be seen that he has no interest in court and has always been concerned about people's livelihood."
"I don't know if you have noticed that as long as it is not a matter of profit, King You will not confront anyone head-on. Even for the Du family, he only took the initiative once, and the rest were passive!"
The eight masters thought carefully and nodded seriously.
"In that case, why should we make trouble for ourselves?" Ding Guomin asked back: "In the future, King You will definitely make more moves. We will not have a deep friendship with him, but we cannot break off the friendship."
"When faced with a choice, it's very simple. If you believe it, put it all in, and bet that King You will win! If you don't believe it, then use some of it to test. In short, it can't be worse than now!"
"What do you think?"
