"There is an interesting phenomenon during the Talent Ceremony, that is, the exchange of 'public' and 'minority'. The first three questions of recruiting talents, on the surface, seem to be for the public in the world, but there are actually very few people in the world, and their proportion is a typical niche group; The last seven questions of recruitment seem to be very niche problems on the surface, but the objects they affect are all over the world, and they are actually very popular problems. Therefore, the first three questions of recruitment are cold after the previous excitement, and the last seven questions are just cold at the beginning, and the craze is surging instantly. ”

——Excerpt from Wu Qiao's "Lin Fu Xiaoji" recording Lin Feng's daily words and deeds Early in the morning of August 3, the eighth year of Baoda (950 AD), when Lin Feng rushed to the gate of Jinling Xue Palace, when he saw the crowd in front of him, his first impression was "big shrinkage": not only the forbidden army standing guard on duty was greatly reduced, but the recruits who gathered in front of the school palace to line up to receive the number were only two short rows, and there were also a few kittens watching the excitement in the back of the crowd.

When Lin Feng walked into the palace, he found that the deputy examiners were all like Situ Zhouzong, the chief examiner who had just recovered from illness, listless and unable to raise any spirits.

Lin Feng smiled secretly, he had already arranged it, and I believe that the adults would soon become interested.

After a while, the last of the privy deputy envoy Wei Cen arrived, and Zhou Zong said, "Ladies and gentlemen, we are together again!" Now let's start with the fourth question of recruitment, 'Solicitation of the most productive crops'! ”

Immediately, the invigilators, affairs officers, and forbidden soldiers on duty, who were already waiting for some boredom, passed on this request to the gate of the school palace by word of mouth.

The first to come in was a white-bearded old man with a shabby cloth bag in his hands.

Situ Zhouzong politely asked the old man to show everyone the items in the cloth bag.

The bag was opened, and inside was a bag of plump wheat. The old man coughed lightly twice and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, this is the production of a few acres of land planted by the small Jiangbei family last year, and the yield per mu is four quintals and seven, which is the highest yield in my farming for many years, and it is also the highest in our village. ”

No one answered below. In fact, many examiners are actually not very interested in the last seven questions of recruitment. Because, in their opinion, there is no way to measure these things, for example, the wheat in front of them, if people say that the yield per mu is four quintals, five quintals, or even six quintals, seven quintals, how to prove it, and how to judge the ranking?

Lin Feng didn't give in, got up and asked, "Uncle, can you have enough water for your wheat?" ”

"Yes, there is a small river next to the old man's land." The old man stared at Lin Feng twice and replied.

"May I ask my husband, what kind of fertilizer is on the ground?" Lin Feng asked.

"The manure collected by the old man went to the official road at the edge of the village to pick up cow, horse and sheep manure and put it in the field when he was free." The old man replied.

"Then may I ask my husband, how many acres of land have you planted by yourself?" Lin Feng threw out the last question.

"Three acres and six points, there is a wife at home to help." The old man replied seriously.

Lin Feng knew in his heart that this old gentleman had only obtained a high yield under the existing conditions and careful care, not that he had invented any high-yield species.

"Lord Zhou, can this matter be handed over to the Academy of Sciences for later handling?" Lin Feng turned to Zhou Zong.

Zhou Zong looked at the other examiners, but found no objections, and nodded in agreement.

Lin Feng turned to the old man, instructed the clerk to write down his name and address, and then admonished, "Old man, it's a pity that your wheat variety is not the high-yielding species we want to solicit. However, it is hard for you to come so far, and our Academy of Sciences intends to buy you a load of wheat seeds at a high price, and we will plant them on the spot. ”

In the Academy of Sciences, which is about to step down from paper for field construction, Lin Feng doesn't mind adding another species laboratory to breed some good varieties through hybridization.

The old man was also open-minded, thanked Lin Feng, bowed his hand to the adults, and turned away.

The second one who came in was a young man dressed as a farmer, Lin Feng looked at it from a distance, and immediately lowered his head, blocking the smile on his face.

The person who came was Yan Ruofeng, who didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional on his fair and shiny face, stained with scattered dust and black ash, and he didn't know where he bought old rural clothes from in his clothes, but in the eyes of Lin Feng, who had seen too much of his young and chic appearance, there was a sense of incongruity.

Yan Ruofeng didn't speak, and directly opened a long box in his hand, which contained a total of three small boxes of varying sizes, namely a large handful of rice, a few cotton bones, and a thick stack of paper.

Seeing Zhou Zong's gaze, Lin Feng Shi Ran got up and asked Yan Ruofeng to tell everyone what these objects were.

"I would like to tell you. This rice is Xiao Ke bought at a high price in the South China Sea Zhancheng rice, known as three crops a year, in order to prevent being deceived, Xiao Ke has bought a paddy field in the north of the city, planted for verification. Yan Ruofeng bowed respectfully and said loudly.

Lin Feng couldn't help but want to laugh, you dressed up as a farmer, but you opened your mouth and used "Notice, Xiaoke, Verification", and bowed your hand, small example, you acted too badly in this play.

"This is cotton, Xiao Ke and his father searched for a long time before they found this cotton, and they were also transferred in the field, and now it is almost the picking season." Yan Ruofeng picked up the few cotton bones that had not yet bloomed, held them in the air, and stepped forward to ask the adults to witness.

Except for Lin Feng, these "soil buns" had never seen this kind of cotton, they all stared at it curiously, touched it with their hands, and turned their heads to talk in a low voice, could this kind of black and very ugly thing turn around and weave the cotton cloth that Lin Feng said?

After Yan Ruofeng finished showing up, Lin Feng stepped forward, coughed lightly, pulled back the scene that was a little off-topic, and asked what the stack of papers was.

Yan Ruofeng put the cotton bones back in the box, carefully picked up the stack of papers, and said loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, this is the essentials of planting various crops and the twenty-four solar terms that Xiao Ke and his father have been searching for for several months, please read them." ”

Zhou Zong took the stack of papers from Lin Feng's hand, looked at it roughly, and handed it to the examiners.

Taking advantage of this short time, Lin Feng asked Yan Ruofeng to leave his name and address. However, as soon as Yan Ruofeng moved his pen, Lin Feng's nose was almost crooked, you write so elegantly and elegantly, is this still like something that a farmer can do?

Several examiners looked at the stack of papers one by one, and they couldn't help but nod. Lin Feng also quietly put his mind at ease, this is the most critical point of his idea for the Yan family, Zhancheng Rice, there are many people who can get it, then you have to be better than others in terms of intentions and sincerity, and it can be regarded as touching with sincerity!

However, at the moment when Yan Ruofeng withdrew from the door, Li Deming, a waiter from the Ministry of Engineering and a bachelor of the Academy of Arts and Sciences, suddenly said: "Ladies and gentlemen, this person's words and deeds are not like a farmer, but like a scholar. Moreover, his name, Yan Ruofeng, I seem to have heard of this name from whom. ”

Wei Cen, the deputy privy envoy, was also stunned for a moment, shook his head blankly, but did not say anything.

The third person came in, it was Fang Tai, the son of Fang Hongxing, the head of the overseas Fang family. Lin Feng's spirits perked up, the main master is here!

However, Fang Tai's first move made at least two deputy examiners laugh out loud, only to see Fang Tai take out a small handful of rice from his arms and hold it in front of the examiners. The grains of rice that could be counted almost at a glance were in stark contrast to his gorgeous clothes and burly figure.