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  After all, they have to rely on this job to support themselves and their families.

   After finishing the work in the field, I was busy transplanting rice seedlings in the paddy field.

  It is rare to grow rice on the northern border, and almost no one dares to try it. Not to mention the most advanced planting technology-seedling transplanting method.

  When I saw the growing green seedlings that were about to drip, and heard that the steward asked them to pull them all out.

   This group of farmers who have been fighting with crops for half their lives are not calm anymore!

   "Boss, why are you tearing up this well-grown seedling?" Isn\'t this just teasing them?

   "Yeah, this is food when it grows up and matures, which is too wasteful!"

  Another man who didn\'t want to be struck by lightning hurriedly echoed: "It\'s a pity to pull out all the good seedlings. I\'m worried that if I pull them out today, I won\'t be able to sleep at night!"

   His grandfather taught him since he was a child that if he spoils food, he will be struck by lightning. He has always believed in it and firmly believes it!

   "This seedling grows really well, but the seeds are scattered too densely..."

  Standing on the ridge of the field, everyone around the rice field was talking about it.

  Guan Shi went to the south with his parents when he was young, and had seen rice before, but this method of transplanting rice was the first time he had encountered it, not to mention that planting rice in the north was unheard of before, and it was simply a fantasy.

   But take his job and be loyal to him. As a servant, he will do what the master tells him to do, and he will do things with all his heart.

   As for which direction things will develop, we can only do our best and obey the destiny!

   "Why are you sticking to the ridge of the field? Hurry up and work in the field, don\'t be a motherfucker! Do whatever the master tells us to do, as for other things, you should not worry about it!"

  The steward yelled at the top of his voice, and the others also reacted, rolling up their pants and going to the field.

   "Ah! The seedlings are too tender and I tore them off!"

  After Li Shan finished speaking, the few people next to him were holding the seedlings and were about to pull them hard. Hearing this, they let go of their hands in a hurry.

"This…"

what to do?

   Several people were a little at a loss, and they all looked at the steward and asked silently.

   Seeing this, the steward sighed helplessly, took off his shoes, rolled up his trousers, and went to the field to teach everyone the key skills and precautions of pulling and transplanting rice seedlings.

  …

  Many people are powerful!

  After nearly ten days of hard work, the more than 100 mu of paddy fields near the river beach have finally been planted.

  There is only the last seedling field left. After the seedlings are transplanted, the field is naturally empty.

  Using the remaining seedlings in the seedling field to replant the seedling field, this year\'s spring plowing will truly come to an end.

  The first transplanted seedlings have turned green and are growing well.

   Now everyone was really relieved, and they felt that they were looking forward to autumn.

  The steward walked all the way from the river beach, and the newly planted seedlings in the paddy fields basically survived, standing in neat rows in the paddy fields and blowing in the wind.

  The corner of the steward\'s mouth couldn\'t help but grinned, "This area will be endlessly golden in autumn, not to mention how gratifying it is."

The boy who was following behind glanced at his old face, which saw his teeth but could not see his eyes, and said: "You really believe that this rice field can be harvested in autumn? Don\'t forget that rice is planted in the north. See, no one has ever tried!"

   Whether it is successful or not is yet to be seen, isn\'t it too early to be happy?

  The steward glanced at the boy, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "As a servant, the first rule: what the master says is always right."

  The boy curled his lips: "...Master said that the sun sets in the west and rises in the east?"

   "Master is right!"

   "...Master said the moon is round on the first day of the new year?"

   "Master is right!"

   Flatterer!

  The boy rolled his eyes towards the sky, and the steward laughed out loud seeing this being unkind!

   "Senior Manager." The boy tugged at the hem of his clothes, and pointed at the grass not far away, "Is that a person?"

  The steward imitated the roll of his eyes just now and copied one, and said angrily: "If you\'re not human, could it be that you\'ve gone to hell?"

  The little servant felt a chill down his spine when he heard the words, could it be that he saw a ghost in broad daylight?

  But when he saw several men working nearby approaching the grass over there, he confirmed that he was not dazzled.

   "Let\'s go! Go and have a look!"

   After finishing speaking, the steward gave him a hand and walked over there.

  (end of this chapter)