When Wei Zhao went out, he saw a bullock cart parked in the open space at the entrance of the house, and the men of the village were getting out of the cart.

When they saw him come out, everyone came forward to greet him, and when they saw that he was indeed intact and that nothing had happened, they all said goodbye and went home.

Wei Zhao arched his hand to everyone and said: "There was a misunderstanding yesterday, I bothered everyone, if it is late today, everyone will go back to rest first, and tomorrow Wei Zhao will prepare a little thin wine, please come to dinner and express your gratitude." ”

Everyone said straightly, "No need, raise your hands", but they were very happy in their hearts, they all heard Liu Chunsheng say when they entered the city this time, Wei Zhao made a good wine, which is extremely rare, and they can't afford to buy it, but if they can taste it tomorrow, they will be satisfied.

When everyone in the village went back, Wei Zhao, Liu Chunsheng, and Zhou Jian returned to the courtyard.

After talking about the past two days, Wei Zhao introduced the Du family brothers to them again, and waited for Li Wan'er to prepare dinner, and then they ate and rested.

Others did not doubt the identity of the Du brothers, and regarded them as Wei Zhao's own uncles.

But Su Yuancheng knew very well that they were not the young master's uncles, but the young master must have his reasons for doing this, and he didn't care about it, but he still paid special attention to the actions of the Du family brothers in his heart, lest they do anything to endanger the young master.

As soon as it was dawn the next day, Liu Chunsheng took several men from the village into the city to buy a large amount of meat and vegetables, and Dewey and Su Yuancheng quickly returned to the city to get a few jars of wine, and invited many women in the village to prepare a banquet.

At noon, the open space in front of the Wei family was full of tables and chairs, and it was already past the busy farming season, and the people in the village were very leisurely, all gathered here to chat, and the children were running around, looking very lively.

Wei Zhaozheng sat at a table and talked with several elderly farmers in the village, one of whom was Xu Wu, the old village chief of Anping Village.

"Doctor Wei, you are too polite, now the big guys are idle, it is not troublesome to go to this trip, besides, since you came to settle in our Anping Village, who in the village has not received your favor, I heard that you are in trouble, which one sits at home?" Now that I know that there is a misunderstanding, it's just that, what kind of banquet to set up, it's really wasteful! ”

Wei Zhao smiled, "Uncle Xu, you don't have to be so polite, now that I have settled in Anping Village, I will be a member of the village in the future, and I will rely on you to take care of it, so don't call me a 'divine doctor' when you are old, it sounds very distant." ”

Xu Wu, as the head of a village, is not a man, and when he heard the closeness in Wei Zhao's words, he naturally did not push it out, smiled and agreed, and changed his name to him.

"The uncles and brothers in the village naturally have nothing to say to me, but because of the misunderstanding between me and my uncle, everyone was frightened, and I ran around for two days.

An old man on the side said: "We are all farmers, and there is nothing to do when the crops in the field are harvested, just go out to play, and see what the city is like." ”

Wei Zhao nodded, no longer polite, and talked about other things.

"How's this year's harvest going?"

Speaking of this topic, Xu Wu and several people were sad, obviously very dissatisfied with the harvest.

Xu Wu sighed and said: "There is little rain this summer, although the crops will not be lost, but they are not good, and the rest after paying taxes is estimated to be enough to make ends meet!" ”

The others shook their heads and sighed.

Wei Zhao thought about it, since he crossed over, it seemed that there had only been one rain, and it was indeed not much rain.

"What kind of crops did you grow?" He remembers that some crops are very drought tolerant, and although there is not much rain this year, the small river in the village has not stopped, so it can be seen that the drought is not very serious, and some crops should not be affected, right?

"As in previous years, plant some beans, sweet potatoes, wheat, sorghum and so on." An old man replied, but there was not much sorrow on his face, after all, he had planted all his life, and he had experienced worse years than this year, and he knew that it was useless to worry.

"What about the yield per acre?" Wei Zhao asked.

The old man looked at Wei Zhao and didn't understand what he was asking for, but he still replied: "The beans are better, the yield per mu is one stone, and the wheat sorghum has been affected a little, and the yield of wheat per mu is less than one stone!" ”

Wei Zhao quickly converted it in his heart, one stone is almost sixty kilograms, and one acre of land produces more than 100 catties of beans, less than 100 catties of wheat, which is too little, right?

He hurriedly asked, "How were previous years?" ”

The old man said: "In previous years, beans could almost have two stones, and wheat could also have one stone and five stones. ”

Wei Zhao didn't know the yield of beans, but he remembered that before the crossing, Yuan Dada's "super hybrid rice" had reached a yield of 1,000 kilograms per mu! That's sixteen stones!

The difference is more than ten times, Wei Zhao took a breath, Yuan Dada is really immeasurable!

He frowned and thought about it, he couldn't do hybrid rice, but in modern times, he had been to the countryside a lot, and he had participated in some labor, and he had heard a lot of farming from farmers, and he was not ignorant of farming.

However, he hadn't seen it on the spot, and he didn't know if the low crop yield in this place was due to the land, or the planting method was unscientific, so he didn't open his mouth indiscriminately, and was ready to go and see it another day.

Thinking about the potatoes with a production capacity of 2,000 kilograms per mu in modern times, and the corn with a yield of 600 kilograms per mu, Wei Zhao shook his head regretfully, if there were these two crops that were cold and drought tolerant and had high yields, what kind of famine would there be.

However, he had been wearing it for so long, and he had never heard of corn potatoes anywhere, so he could only sigh regretfully.

While he was talking, Liu Chunsheng beckoned everyone to come to the table and serve the food.

Anping Village is a big village, with a population of hundreds, large and small, young and old, they don't have many happy events a year, even if someone marries a daughter-in-law, it's just a small meal, and there is nothing to eat.

But Wei Zhao is different, he held a banquet, the big fat pig bought two, and two sheep, the people in the village saw it, there was such an opportunity to eat meat to their heart's content, where could anyone bear it.

The woman and the child were greeted by Zhu Ziniang, Liu Chunsheng's daughter-in-law and Li Wan'er, and on the table on the other side, eating noisily.

On the men's side, there were a few jars of wine, these men usually don't drink much, but now when they get together, they hear that there is good wine, and they can't wait to hold the wine bowls one by one, just waiting for the wine to be opened.

Dewey came up with the wine jar, he likes to drink, he has secretly opened it and drunk it, this wine is strong enough, he likes it, if it weren't for Su Yuancheng saying that there is still one in the city, he would be reluctant to take it out for these people to drink.

As soon as the mud seal on the wine jar was opened, the strong aroma of wine wafted out, and the greedy insects of the men came out, eating meat and drinking wine one by one, so unhappy.

But it was the first time they had drunk such strong wine, and they were drunk early one by one.

When the guests and hosts have finished happily, it is already evening.

The two pigs were not finished, Wei Zhao ordered someone to divide a piece of meat for each family, and asked the women of each family to carry it back, and the children clapped their hands happily.

One child even shouted for Wei Zhao to disappear again and find two more relatives, which made everyone laugh, and finally his mother twisted his ears and went back.

Because there was still a lot of business in Fucheng, early the next morning, Wei Zhao sent Su Yuancheng and a few people back to Fucheng, and he stayed in the village to take care of Du Ziwen.

When everyone left, he handed Du Ziwen over to Li Wan'er to take care of, and then he threw off his sleeves, took Du Zixu and Du Wei, and went out to the village for a walk.

After this incident, he regarded the people in this village as relatives even more, and he also wanted to do something for them.