Danyu Plain, this is a place where grass grows and warblers fly, all year round is like a flower language, the climate is warm, there is no difference between autumn, winter, cold and summer, it can be cultivated at any time, it is the largest grain production center in the whole Dogulander, and it is called the "granary of the kingdom".

At this time, it was dusk, the Danyu Plain was covered with fine remnants of the sun, the golden ears of wheat were draped in a brilliant afterglow, and the crooked scarecrows stood in the sunset, some birds had long been accustomed to the presence of these scarecrows, and did not shy away from landing on their shoulders and chirping, and some birds had never seen a scarecrow, hovering in the air for a long time, not daring to fall down and peck at those ears of wheat.

The terrain of the Danyu Plain is very flat, and more than a dozen officials of Danyu City who are here to inspect are standing on the high part of the hillside, looking at the endless green and golden yellow, and you can smell the refreshing and rich wheat fragrance in the wind.

The farmland in the Danyu Plain was contracted by more than 100 nobles in Danyu City, and the aristocratic farmer in charge of the farmland in front of him was accompanying the officials and explaining to them.

"My lords, as I said earlier, the ears of wheat are growing well this season, as usual." The farmer looked at the endless wheat fields and sighed with relief, "In another month or two, the ears of wheat will be ready to be harvested, and it will be a good harvest." ”

Gomer, the "Archon" of Danyu City, was a tall, thin man with squinting eyes, and he couldn't help but nod his head in satisfaction as if he were looking at the endless wheat fields as if he were looking at patches of gold.

Gomai patted the farmer on the shoulder, smiled and said, "The ears of wheat are growing so well, I don't think there is any problem, so let's end the inspection." What do you say, Lao Lin? ”

This "Lao Lin" refers to the "Inspector" of Danyu City, named Lin Gengsen, his father is from Doguland, and his mother is an immigrant from the Far Eastern Dynasty, and he is considered a mixed-race child.

Lin Gengsen's father loved his wife so much that he didn't even care about the child's surname, and Lin Gengsen's name inherited the Far Eastern style, which sounded very unique.

Lin Gengsen's father was the last "supervisor" in Danyu City, Lin Gengsen was arranged to be a civil affairs official in the town for a few years when he was young, as a tempering, and later became a city-level supervisor in a different place, and he did it for more than ten years.

Before Lin Gengsen's father retired, he used his connections to pave the way for his son, so that Lin Gengsen rose step by step in the next few years, and finally inherited his father's business and became the supervisor of Danyu City, a city directly under the central government, and was at the same level as the eight officials at the provincial level.

When Gomer inspected the wheat field, Lin Gengsen was standing next to him casually knocking melon seeds, he nodded, and said casually: "Yes, I don't think there is any problem." ”

"I have a problem!" Suddenly, a discordant voice rang out.

Everyone looked back, only to see a short man standing at the end of the line, with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, a strange ugly face, and a pockmarked mark on his face.

The farmer felt that this person was untouched, and asked tentatively, "Who is this?" ...”

Gome didn't look back, and said lightly: "This person's name is Ma Ban, the original grain officer Old Nick retired a few days ago, and the new grain officer is him." ”

Lin Gengsen spit out the melon seed shell in his mouth and teased: "This person's name is really interesting, Ma Ban, it's the first time I've heard this kind of name." ”

Not to be outdone, Ma Ban glared and said, "The name chosen by my parents is called this, what's the problem?" ”

Lin Gengsen's face changed, and he threw the uneaten melon seeds in his hand on Ma Ban's face, and scolded: "Who do you think you are talking to?" ”

"Alright." Gomer stopped their quarrel and said impatiently, "Lao Lin, you are also a supervisor at the provincial level, ranking in the eighth position at the provincial level, don't you feel ashamed to quarrel with a small grain official?" ”

Lin Gengsen sneered, clapped his hands and stroked the melon seed crumbs on his palm, and didn't speak again.

Gome turned his head to look at Ma Spot, and his voice was very cold: "You just said that there is a problem, what is the problem?" ”

Madara rolled up his trousers and walked briskly down the hill into the wheat fields.

"This? The farmer was a little confused, not understanding what he was doing.

The rest of the officials were also very puzzled, and looked at the hemp spots that were shuttling through the wheat field.

I saw the hemp spot walking back and forth between the wheat stalks, like a hound searching for prey, sniffing this stalk, sniffing the stalk, and finally grabbing a wisp of wheat and pulling it off.

Seeing this, the farmer was a little dissatisfied, and shouted: "Hey, what are you doing? This wheat is growing so well, why did you pull it out? ”

Mamada held the plucked ears of wheat tightly in his hand, and when he returned, he handed it to Gommé, and said with a gloomy face, "Archon Gommé, this wheat..."

"Your Excellency." Gomek interrupted him expressionlessly, "The title of the position is called by the superior or the equal, you are a subordinate official, and you dare to call me by the title?" ”

Ma Ban glanced at him, and said reluctantly, "Lord Gomer, this ear of wheat is not right. ”

Gomai took the ears of wheat and looked at them, and showed them to everyone: "The shell color is uniform, the grains are full, this is the best wheat ears that can only be grown in the Danyu Plain, what's wrong?" ”

After he finished speaking, he threw the ears of wheat back into the field.

Ma Ban hurriedly walked down, picked up the lost ears of wheat again, frowned and said, "This is the ear of wheat of a hundred years old, of course it's not right." ”

Gome sneered and said, "I'm really strange, how could Lord Lan Xian promote someone like you who has no common sense to be a grain officer? As the No. 1 grain-producing area in Dogurand, the Danyu Plain has a target issued by the royal family every year to cultivate enough 100-year-old wheat and hand it over on time as a strategic grain reserve. Don't you even know that? ”

Ma Ban said bluntly: "There is an index, but the target given by the royal family to the Danyu Plain is 1:9, and only 10% of the area per mu needs to be planted with centennial wheat, and the remaining 90% of the area should be planted with ordinary wheat." ”

Ma Ban pointed to the endless wheat field, and said in a deep voice: "I went down to see it just now, and the few acres of land I explored were all planted with hundred-year-old wheat, and there was not a single ordinary wheat plant, what is going on?" ”

"What did I think, that's it." The farmer smiled and said calmly, "Of course, this is to improve the efficiency of cultivation, and the number of times of watering and fertilizing required per day for 100-year-old wheat is very different from that of ordinary wheat." If each acre of land is mixed with planting, it is inconvenient to cultivate and harvest, and it will add a lot of costs. ”

"And as we do now, we can distinguish categories and divide special areas, and only plant the same type of wheat per acre, which can save a lot of management costs, and everyone can save worry."

Ma Ban said strongly: "Okay, since you say so, it will be more convenient." We will now send someone to check the land one acre at a time to see if the proportion of wheat seeds found meets the standard and whether it is 1:9. How is it? ”

The farmer's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly looked at Gome: "Lord Archon, this? ...”