After returning from the trip, Mo Changfeng began to get busy, not only in the small world of Yupei, but also in the whole village The quasi-spiritual rice planted in the whole village also required him to pay more experience.

"Changfeng, there have been a lot of birds and finches flying on the rice fields recently, although the grains have just grown, but there are already birds and finches to peck, how can you find a way to manage it?" On this day, when Mo Changfeng's family went to Zhou Caifu's house for dinner, his father-in-law asked him.

"I think we can set up some barricades around the rice paddies, and as long as a bird flies and hits the net, it won't be able to escape. In this way, after a while, there will be fewer birds flying. The eldest brother-in-law, Zhou Fangbin, pouted beside him and said.

In many cases, in order to protect their crops, villagers will erect a two- or three-meter-high fence on the edge of their fields. Those birds that like to peck at crops will accidentally touch the net when they fly and get caught in the net.

But sometimes some protected animals will be netted, for example, some villagers have netted owls and the like, and if you are not careful, it will cause illegal behavior.

"Can you spray a drug? Let the birds and finches smell the smell and stay away, but it will not hurt the grain. Mo Shifu suggested on the side.

"Isn't it good to spray? No matter what kind of pesticide it is, there will always be some harm. Will it be harmful to the body if the millet is beaten into rice and eaten in the future? Wang Juhua shook her head and said.

"Dad, what is Murakami's opinion? You should have had a meeting to study it, right? Mo Changfeng did not make a clear statement, but asked rhetorically.

"The opinions of the village cadres are also inconsistent, some also suggest spraying, some also suggest blocking the net, and some suggest more scarecrows around the rice fields, so no result has been discussed yet."

Zhou Caifu picked up the wine glass and touched it with Mo Shifu, and said to Mo Changfeng while drinking.

"Well, let's plant some scarecrows around the rice paddies to be more environmentally friendly. Then I will think of a way to do something that should be able to stop the birds from coming. Mo Changfeng nodded after thinking about it.

In fact, he had a better solution, which was to set up a lost formation over the rice fields, so that the birds would fly like headless flies, and finally fly away again. But he couldn't just say that there was such a way, so he asked the village to plant some scarecrows around the rice fields first.

In this way, after his Lost Trace Formation has taken effect, it can be inferred that it is the role of the scarecrow, so as not to have to spend more time explaining anything to the village.

"Alright then, I'll go down and arrange it, and find someone to put scarecrows in the four corners of each field." Zhou Caifu nodded and said.

"Then ask the villagers to find some old clothes and dress each scarecrow, and the sleeves of the clothes can be longer. When the wind blows, you can swing it, which can also scare some birds. Zhou Wanrong added next to her.

Two or three days later, the village mobilized many villagers to make hundreds of scarecrows, which were used to install in the four corners of each rice field, and put some clothes on each scarecrow, or hang some strips of cloth, and the clothes blown by the wind fluttered, and they looked like real people from a distance.

Mo Changfeng directly arranged a small Lost Trace Formation over the rice fields of the entire Youxian Village, so that the birds flying from all directions flew away after spinning around in mid-air.

"Look at the birds, they are spinning in circles in mid-air, and they are spinning around, and they dare not fall."

"I guess I'm afraid of the scarecrows below, they think there is a real person there, so they don't dare to fall down."

"Don't say it, last night, I looked in the dam and saw the scarecrow clothes on the edge of the field moving, I thought someone was there now, but I realized later, it turned out to be a scarecrow."

"But it's still strange how none of those birds flew down, they always flew up and down and then flew away, and none of the birds flew down."

"It's a little weird, but as long as the birds don't peck at the rice, don't worry about why it doesn't fall."

The villagers talked a lot about this strange phenomenon, and there were all kinds of speculations, but everyone did not dig into it, as long as the birds did not fall and peck at the rice, everyone was relieved.

Because this year's more than 800 acres of high-standard farmland in Youxian Village are all seeds of quasi-Ling rice, or according to the agreement signed with the state, the dividends of the villagers of Youxian Village per mu of farmland have been increased by more than ten times, and each household can also get a small amount of quasi-Ling rice.

Therefore, the enthusiasm of the villagers is very high, and the mood of paying attention to the quasi-spiritual rice is also very high, because after all, this is the special rice milled by the state, which ordinary people may not be able to eat in their lifetime, but they can get it every year.

Today, the villagers of Youxian Village are no longer short of money. So, they are also pursuing the quality of life. Three years ago, everyone began to get a small amount of quasi-spiritual rice. After eating it, everyone felt that it tasted very good, so they were looking forward to this year's special rice polishing.

At this time, if there is anything that affects the growth of rice, everyone will definitely pay great attention to it, and if it is also conducive to the growth of rice, everyone will also pay special attention. Therefore, when the village mobilized everyone to weave a scarecrow, even if there was no discussion about wages, everyone was very active.

And in order to ensure that the quasi-spiritual rice can have a normal harvest as much as possible, Mo Changfeng has been in the village since he returned from the trip and has never left. Every day, he will walk between the rice fields, observe the growth of the rice in each rice field, and often increase the aura of heaven and earth for the rice in some rice fields at night, or exchange some nutrient solution for the villagers to water, so as to ensure that the growth of the quasi-spiritual rice in all rice fields is normal.

Time is in a blink of an eye to the beginning of August, Youxian Village's 800 acres of high-standard farmland of quasi-spiritual rice, that is, agent polished rice, is growing well, although the quasi-spiritual rice is planted at a large distance, but each plant is very tall, and the rice ears are 1/3 longer than the ordinary ones, with heavy grains hanging on them.

During this time, there were also a lot of tourists in Youqian Village, just like the scene when someone came to broadcast live three years ago, when only one rice field was full of wonders, and the golden clouds emitted on the rice fields. And after the seed quasi-spiritual rice, the sky above the rice fields of the entire Youxian Village will emit surging golden clouds and mist at the end of July and early August every year.

All those tourists who come from all over the country come here to check in and commemorate, take many videos and photos, and circulate them on the Internet, thus attracting more tourists and bringing huge economic benefits to the tourism of Youxian Village.

"Changfeng, this year's special rice is growing well. I wonder if the output will increase compared to last year? Professor Li of the Provincial Academy of Agricultural Sciences has also been staying in the village during this time, as well as a professor from the National Academy of Agricultural Sciences and his graduate students.

"I don't know if there is an increase, but this year's output will definitely not be lower than last year's, so you can rest assured." Mo Changfeng smiled and said to Professor Li that he was full of respect for these professors who were still taking their students to the grassroots level to conduct research at the age of sixty or seventy.

In mid-August, Youxian Village's Zhunling rice was purchased, and the yield increased by about 50 kilograms per mu compared with last year, which is 40,000 catties, which is still relatively large.

When harvesting the quasi-Ling rice, the National Academy of Sciences and the Shennong Academy of Sciences sent teams to supervise, and a defense force staying nearby was also stationed in the village to strengthen the guards.

After the quasi-Ling rice was dried and registered, most of it was taken away by the state, and Mo Changfeng also got his own part, and the villagers also got a small amount of quasi-Ling rice, and the fragrance of the quasi-Ling rice wafted from every household.

"Purchase special milled rice, purchase special milled rice, 1,000 yuan a catty, are there any willing to sell?"

"Fellow, do you want to sell your family's special milled rice? The price is negotiable. ”

"If you want to buy special milled rice, you can buy special milled rice at a high price, as long as you are willing to sell it, the price is arbitrary."

At this time of year, a group of traders will come to the village to buy the special milled rice in the hands of the villagers, and the price they offer makes some villagers unable to refuse, so every year a group of merchants receive some special milled rice.

But most of the villagers will still keep some for themselves to eat, after all, they are not so short of money now, thousands of yuan or even tens of thousands of yuan is nothing to them, after all, the annual dividends are hundreds of thousands of millions, or even more than 2 million.

"Senior, I heard that your family has a lot of special rice milling? We want to buy some, you can make an offer. ”

"Yes, our boss is willing to buy special milled rice with a lot of money, even if it is 10,000 yuan a catty, he is willing, I hope you can give us a little even."

And Mo Changfeng's family is the most door-to-door purchase, because they inquired that Mo Changfeng is responsible for the special seed rice polishing, and the amount distributed every year is relatively large, and even outside the Mo family's courtyard, the fragrance of the special rice can be smelled every day.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the amount of special milled rice in our family is not much, it is only enough for our own people to eat, there is no surplus for sale, everyone please go back, please go back, don't come again."

Mo Changfeng came out to greet everyone and said, waved everyone to disperse, and even set up a sign outside the courtyard dam, which read: "My family has no special rice for sale, please do not disturb." ”

But even so, there are still some people who don't leave, and even call Mo Changfeng, including some leaders of the city and county, who come to find Mo Changfeng, wanting him to help get some special rice.

"I'm sorry, but if you want to make special rice polishing, please go to the relevant department. In addition to next year's seeds, I only have a small amount of my own family to eat, which can't help everyone, please forgive me. ”

In this regard, Mo Changfeng refused all, because he knew that once he helped people, he would come to the door more in the future. So there was no need for him to make this opening.