then.
It was an old man with yellow and wrinkled skin who used the firewood brought back by the young man to cook.
Han Feng asked.
"Grandpa, how long have you lived like this?"
"How long has it been? It's been from the moment it appeared until now."
"Where is the child and the adults?"
"Still farming in the mountains."
"Why don't you go out?"
Han Feng asked questions that everyone was concerned about.
Because in this era, as long as you get out of the mountain and live well, at least you will have better food, clothing, and transportation than you do now.
There will be no problem of being hungry and unable to find a job after leaving the mountains.
Unexpectedly, the old man smiled and said something extremely shocking.
“If our mountain people who live in the mountains are gone, who will grow the rice that everyone eats?”
“Who will grow the original vegetables we eat?”
"Don't think our life is poor, but in fact, we live with a responsibility."
"Otherwise, no one will plant it, and someone will have to plant it."
"Never mind the old era and the new era, we cannot lack rice, nor can we lack anything that grows in the soil."
"Someone has to do this kind of work."
"Our life is difficult. Actually, we are quite happy. We have WiFi and mobile phones, but the accommodation and food are not very good."
The old man's few words left Hu Ge and Han Feng speechless.
Mayor Lin and the cadres next to him were silent.
Apparently, they knew why.
It is this one percent of people who supplement the rice needs of tens of millions of people in our cities and the vegetables grown in the soil.
This thing.
Even with the rich resource output of the copy, it cannot be stopped.
broken.
It means cutting off a person’s roots.
Just now.
A little different.
As the dungeons continue to be conquered, technological productivity has greatly increased, the level of technological updates is unimaginable, and the level of practicality has also greatly increased. It is completely possible for these people in the mountains to become rich.
A life with better resources.
The emergence of potential fruits is an opportunity!
Mayor Lin finally came out and smiled at the old man: "Old man, you can go out of the mountains. Just don't worry. In the future, in the future, you won't be short of rice when you go out of the mountains."
It does not mean that as long as Dr. Wang Xi is here, he alone can meet the needs of the whole country.
It's because Dr. Wang Xi's crops have immeasurable resources, which they can directly replace with a large number of machine resources!
The consumption of resources is nothing to blink of an eye.
China's current wealth cannot be compared with that of the whole world combined!
A glimmer of hope appeared in the grandfather's pupils, but it soon dimmed.
"It's not that we can't leave, it's that we are the ones abandoned by the new era."
“For generations we can only work as farmers.”
"Let's put it this way, we failed to change jobs for generations and are pure ordinary people."
There is the Master Family, but there are also ordinary families, as if they are inherently deficient.
They are people abandoned by the new era. From the 18th generation to the next, they have not successfully changed jobs.
Even if the chance of changing jobs is now greatly increased to 99%, their descendants still cannot change jobs.
So they live in the mountains and farm all their lives, because they are pure ordinary people. First, in the city, they cannot be a living professional. Even if they deliver food, no one will want them.
Second, even if you find a job, it must be very hard to do it. Death is a deadly assembly line, and the assembly line does not require ordinary people, because the physique is not as good as that of professionals, including life occupations.
In short, the intensity of work in the city is not suitable for ordinary people.
so.
The only choice.
Farming.
"If you can walk out of the mountains, who wouldn't want your descendants to do so?"
"But it doesn't work, we were eliminated."
As he spoke, the old man wiped away his tears with his calloused and tattered hands.
It’s okay to suffer yourself, but who can bear it when your children suffer?
The only thing the old man couldn't worry about was the boy carrying firewood.
The young man has not changed his profession yet, but his fate has been sealed. He was born in his family and cannot change his profession.
Another ordinary person.
I could only study for a few years and then come back to farm.
After all, you can never succeed in farming, because those who succeed in farming will never farm again.
So farming never comes out, that's the rule.
The food produced by farming is always cheap, and everyone can afford it, eat it, and have enough to eat.
Food is never expensive.
It is both a rule and a bottom line.
Hu Ge and Han Feng were about to say something.
Mayor Lin patted the old man on the shoulder and said with a helpless smile: "Don't worry, your children will definitely have a good future. You must have hope and have confidence in your children, old man."
"Confidence? What kind of confidence? Born in a family like ours, how can he have a way out?"
"The road was already broken by us when he was born. You can give him hope with just one sentence."
"Let's go, let's have dinner." The old man didn't seem to like people who were hypocritical and liked to give him chicken soup, so he directly drove away the guests.
Mayor Lin was pushed out of the door by the old man. Mayor Lin resisted, but not completely.
Wang Xi couldn't laugh or cry when he saw this.
After a while of entanglement, Mayor Lin re-entered the old man's home through human connections.
Mayor Lin went straight to the point and took out a paper list.
"After the old man signs, your child will come to the city to change jobs. Believe me, there will be good results." Mayor Lin did not directly mention the existence of potential fruits, because no one would believe him if he said it, let alone An old man in the mountains.
"Sign, what do you sign?"
"As if I don't understand anything, you probably have evil intentions. Why do you want our child? It's impossible!"
"Hey, why don't you believe it? Who are these two? If you have the Internet, you should know them, right?"
Mayor Lin pointed to Hu Ge and Han Feng.
The old man raised his eyes, took a closer look, and recognized Ms. Han Feng.
This is a first-class philanthropist!
As for Hu Ge, the old man shook his head.
"I only know Han Feng."
"Then you should believe her words, right?"
Han Feng came over at this time to explain, saying that this person was an official and would not treat the elderly badly, so he just signed and that was it.
The old man was dubious.
In the end, after some pulling and pulling, all the proofs were produced to prove that he was a good person and an official.
The old man looked at Han Feng again to make sure that he had made the mistake, and then signed.
With this signature sheet, this young man will definitely occupy the forefront of the popularization of potential fruits and be able to get ahead!
Hu Ge was squatting and holding the child.
"What do you want to do when you grow up?"
"If you want to study, go to university."
"Okay, then I will help you go to college."
"Yeah." The young man nodded shyly.
Hu Ge asked warmly: "So what do you want to do after reading the book?"
"I want to become a soldier and honor my ancestors!"
"what's your name?"
"My surname is Xuanyuan, my first name is Pingan, Xuanyuan Pingan."
