Chapter 172

"No problem!"

Wan Ping'an hesitated slightly and nodded in agreement.

The most important thing wasn't the safety issue, but how to expand the planting scale?

He only had six acres of land; how many crops could he plant?

Too limited!

Only by cooperating with the higher-ups could he obtain a large amount of land and rapidly expand the planting scale.

With a larger planting scale, the system rewards would be more.

Han Dahe thought there was no time to lose. He happened to know some people, so he immediately got up and left the six acres of land to contact the old comrades-in-arms he knew.

By noon.

A small half of the golden rice had been harvested.

"Boss, can I ask you for a favor?"

During the break.

Old Seven came to Wan Ping'an's side, looking a little uneasy.

Wan Ping'an could see that Old Seven was an honest man and worked very hard!

"What is it?"

Wan Ping'an asked with a smile.

"I've never seen golden rice before; the quality is too good, it must be tribute from the imperial palace in the past!"

"I want to ask you to exchange my wages for rice; I want to take some back for my wife and children to taste."

Old Seven looked at Wan Ping'an uneasily.

The others who came with him to harvest the rice were also looking at Wan Ping'an.

If Wan Ping'an agreed to Old Seven's request, they could also muster the courage to try and take some back for their families to taste.

"I thought it was something big?"

"Isn't it just a little rice?"

"You guys work hard. When the rice is harvested, I'll give each of you one catty. No need to exchange; just take it as a reward for you."

Wan Ping'an smiled.

Old Seven was really simply cute.

"Really?"

Old Seven was very surprised.

He didn't expect Wan Ping'an to be so easy to talk to.

He was born in the old society and grew up in the old society. Those bosses and capitalists in the old society wouldn't be so easy to talk to.

"Of course it's true!"

"You guys are the same; work hard, and when the harvest is done, I'll give each of you one catty!"

Wan Ping'an nodded.

Great!

Old Seven and the others cheered.

Cai Quanwu looked at Wan Ping'an with gratitude.

The people he found were all porters he used to work with, and their relationships were quite good. He also hoped to plan some benefits for these people.

The premise was that Wan Ping'an allowed it!

The break was over.

They started harvesting the rice again.

Old Seven and the others worked even harder. For the one catty of golden rice Wan Ping'an promised, they had to do their best to satisfy Wan Ping'an!

Woof woof!

Da Hei was lying beside Wan Ping'an.

Suddenly it stood up and barked behind Wan Ping'an.

Wan Ping'an wasn't in a hurry at all.

He could hear that Da Hei's barking wasn't a warning of danger, but a greeting.

Whoever was coming was definitely an acquaintance.

No danger!

"Annoying, Da Hei, you're ruining my good thing again."

Chen Xueru complained with dissatisfaction.

She and Xu Huirong had come together, intending to come over quietly and scare Wan Ping'an.

But they forgot about Da Hei!

Da Hei was very loyal to Wan Ping'an; as long as it was there, no one, including acquaintances, could reach Wan Ping'an's side silently.

"Da Hei, well done, I'll reward you with a chicken leg later!"

Wan Ping'an smiled.

He patted Da Hei's head.

Da Hei seemed to understand, jumping around Wan Ping'an, its tail wagging like a windmill.

"Annoying, you're as annoying as Da Hei."

Chen Xueru rolled her eyes at Wan Ping'an.

"Do you want some gold?"

Wan Ping'an smiled.

He opened his palm, and a small pinch of golden rice grains shone in the sun.

"Giving gold?"

"Really tacky!"

Chen Xueru curled her lip.

"Tacky?"

"Fine, then I won't give it to you."

Wan Ping'an was about to take it back.

"Wait, why are you so stingy?"

"How can you take back something you're giving to someone? Can't I have it?"

Chen Xueru glared at Wan Ping'an reproachfully.

She reached out.

She snatched the golden rice grains from Wan Ping'an's hand.

Wan Ping'an was slightly stunned; Chen Xueru's small hands were too soft!

"Huh?"

"Wait, this isn't gold; it's too light. It's not fool's gold either. What is this?"

"Why is it shaped like rice grains?"

Holding it in her hand.

Chen Xueru discovered something was wrong.

"Let me see?"

Xu Huirong leaned over and picked up a few rice grains.

"It really looks like rice grains. No, this is rice!"

Xu Huirong put a rice grain into her mouth.

Crack!

Accompanied by a slight cracking sound, she bit a rice grain into pieces.

"That's right, this is rice."

"Even the royal tribute rice of the past can't compare to this golden rice."

"Ping'an, you really gave me another big surprise. Is this the rice you grew?"

"I remember when I came to see it last time, the rice was still white; how did it turn golden?"

Xu Huirong was very surprised.