Chapter 171

Wan Ping'an didn't participate in harvesting the rice; he took Da Hei and was responsible for supervision.

For this kind of purely physical labor without any technical content, he didn't want to do it anymore; if he was going to do something, he wanted to do something with technical content.

Ah!

Not far behind Wan Ping'an, a shrill scream came.

What happened?

Wan Ping'an was shocked; did someone cut their leg?

The sickle was sharp; if one accidentally cut their leg, at best it would be bleeding, and at worst, it could cut the leg tendons, inevitably leading to disability!

"Old Seven, I thought you cut your leg; you aren't hurt, so why are you yelling?"

Wan Ping'an had just walked over when he heard Cai Quanwu scolding.

No one was hurt.

Wan Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief.

"Cai Ge, this, this, why is this rice golden?"

"I thought it was gold!"

Old Seven's voice was trembling with fear.

He was holding a few golden rice grains in his hand, which had fallen off when they were harvesting because some rice ears were too dry.

The others all stared at the rice grains in Old Seven's hand, each with their mouths wide open, unable to speak.

Even though they knew it was rice, they couldn't help but breathe rapidly.

It looked too much like gold!

There was no difference in appearance at all!

Wan Ping'an smiled; he had also been very surprised at first.

The system provided rice seeds, which were a very high-yield, high-quality rice variety. During the growth period, there wasn't much difference in appearance from ordinary rice.

The difference was after maturity.

After full maturity, the rice grains would turn golden. At first glance, it was easy to mistake them for gold.

You could tell the difference when you held them in your hand.

Gold is heavy.

Heavy, pressing on the hand!

Golden rice was different.

It looked the same as gold, but the weight was different; it felt light in the palm, making it easy to distinguish.

They harvested a patch of land.

Everyone took a temporary break to drink some water!

Han Dahe didn't rest.

He collected the harvested rice to recalculate the yield per acre.

The last calculation of the yield per acre was no less than 1,600 catties.

That was without harvesting, so the margin of error was relatively large.

After harvesting, it could be calculated more accurately.

Of course.

The most accurate measurement method was to thresh and dry it before calculating, which was the most accurate, but they didn't have the conditions for that now.

"1,800 catties!"

Han Dahe's voice was trembling.

This was a crazy yield per acre!

"Ping'an, am I dreaming?"

Han Dahe finished speaking and slapped himself in the face.

Slap!

He hit very hard.

The sound was very crisp.

"Haha, I'm not dreaming; there really is such high-yield rice in the world!"

"If all the land in the country were planted with this high-yield golden rice, I'm afraid no one would go hungry, and no one would starve to death!"

His face turned red.

A clear five-finger print appeared.

Han Dahe laughed. If Wan Ping'an hadn't known he was stimulated by the ultra-high-yield golden rice, he would have thought he was mentally ill!

【Ding!】

【Detected a bumper harvest of golden rice!】

【System reward calculating...】

Wan Ping'an's eyes lit up.

The system reward was here again.

The farming system had always been very generous, and the rewards were very rich.

【Reward calculation complete!】

【Reward distributed!】

【Reward: Special reward, Golden Gun Never Falls!】

"Farming system, are you really a serious system?"

Wan Ping'an was overjoyed.

Who doesn't like to be stronger?

Under the big stick, who dares not to submit?

The system was really too thoughtful!

【Reward: Cash one hundred yuan, one ton each of ten random fruits, one ton each of ten random vegetables, one ton each of ten random meats, one hundred meters of cloth coupons, cotton coupons...】

The system rewards were shockingly rich.

What Wan Ping'an was most satisfied with was the "Golden Gun Never Falls" reward!

He was receiving the reward.

The old man Han Dahe looked very conflicted, opened his mouth twice, couldn't say a word, and closed it again.

"Old Man Han, is there something you want to say?"

Wan Ping'an asked with a smile.

"Sigh, you saw through it."

"Do you know how significant the significance of high-yield rice is?"

"It can let many people eat their fill, no longer go hungry, and no longer starve to death. You haven't seen people starve to death; it's really too miserable!"

Han Dahe said, falling into memories, unable to help but shed tears.

He had experienced the old society and seen too much suffering.

Too many people starved to death in the evil old society!

"Old Man Han, if you have something to say, just say it directly; don't beat around the bush!"

Wan Ping'an vaguely guessed Han Dahe's thoughts.

"Ping'an, the golden rice you cultivated benefits the country and the people, and its significance is very significant. I suggest you should report it to the higher-ups immediately."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid your safety will be hard to guarantee."

"You should know that having just entered the new society, there are still many remnants of saboteurs."

"Once your golden rice is known to them, they will definitely be unfavorable to you. Either they will take you away, or they will kill you; they won't keep you."

"Cooperating with the higher-ups is your best choice!"

Han Dahe was very worried about Wan Ping'an's safety.

Planting tomatoes, pumpkins, and watermelons—these are not staple foods; it doesn't matter if you eat them or not.

Even if the influence is great, the attention it attracts is very limited.

Rice is different; it's a staple food!

It can feed many people!

From ancient times to the present, the food problem has been a big problem and the most important one!