Space Farming: Traveling through Ancient Times to Do Business

"Although growing three-season rice requires extremely high technical requirements and meticulous field management, it is entirely possible to achieve as long as we master the correct methods and make enough efforts," Jiang Feng said firmly.

"Moreover, if we can successfully grow three-season rice, it will not only increase our food production, but also provide more food sources for surrounding villages, which will be a huge contribution," Jiang Feng added.

"Oh? So you need to make rice racks now?" a villager asked curiously, "What is this for?"

Jiang Feng explained: "The rice racks are for better storage and cultivation of rice seeds. As we are trying to grow three rice crops, we need more seed reserves. These racks will help us use space efficiently and ensure that the seeds get good ventilation and light during storage and cultivation."

After hearing this, the villagers expressed their support: "This is a good thing! Of course we are willing to help. Tell us, what do you need us to do?"

Jiang Feng described the specifications and dimensions of the rice rack in detail, picked up a branch and drew a sketch of the rack on the ground, and explained its structure and how to use it. Then he looked up at the villagers and said, "Of course, to thank everyone for their hard work, we have decided to pay thirty coins for each completed rice rack."

After hearing this, the villagers started talking about it.

"Thirty cents? This is not a low reward!" a villager said in surprise.

"Yes, we only need to make the racks according to the specifications and we can get so much compensation. It's really a good deal!" added another villager.

Jiang Feng smiled and nodded, explaining: "Yes, we hope that everyone can actively participate and work together for the future of the village. These thirty cents are not only a recognition of everyone's labor, but also our good expectations for the successful planting of three crops of rice."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's get started!" a villager shouted excitedly.

"Yes, we have to hurry up and try to finish all the rice racks as soon as possible!" another villager echoed.

Jiang Feng was filled with gratitude and relief when he saw this. He knew that it was with the active participation and support of the villagers that the plan to plant three crops of rice could proceed smoothly. This golden rice field was not only the result of their hard work, but also the testimony of the joint efforts of the whole village.

"Then it's settled. I'll notify people from other villages this afternoon and ask them to come and help." Jiang Feng said excitedly, with a determined look in his eyes.

“By the way, please help convey to your village head that our clan leader asks your head to come to our village tomorrow.” Jiang Feng went on to add that he knew that strengthening cooperation and exchanges with other villages was crucial to the cultivation and promotion of three-season rice.

"Okay, go ahead, we'll be waiting for your good news!" The villagers expressed their support, their faces filled with joy and anticipation.

The next morning, Jiangjia Village welcomed its first harvest, and the air was filled with the fragrance of rice.

Before daybreak, the villagers of Jiangjia Village had already gotten up early, their faces filled with smiles of excitement and anticipation.

Under the big tree on the terraced fields, several elders sat together, their eyes flickering with desire for a good harvest.

"Yes, who would have thought that this could really be grown." The elders stood in the fields, looking at the golden rice fields in front of them, their hearts filled with emotion. They used to be very worried about the poor harvest and the high technical difficulty. However, now this golden ocean proves that their worries were unnecessary.

"Isn't it time for the chief to come and ask us to harvest the rice?" One of the villagers looked into the depths of the rice field, expecting Jiang Xue to appear.

"That's right. Everyone is waiting for the clan leader to take command." Another villager responded with a smile, his eyes full of trust and expectation for Jiang Xue.

Just then, Mr. Jiang came over from the other end of the rice field.

"Thank you for your hard work! Now, the rice is ripe, let's start harvesting together." Old Man Jiang stood on the ridge of the field, looking at the golden rice field in front of him, and said gently and firmly.

The villagers stopped what they were doing, looked up at Grandpa Jiang, with expressions of gratitude and respect on their faces.

"Village head, you have worked hard too! The rice is growing so well, thanks to the guidance of the clan leader!" Jiang Dalin responded with a smile while wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Yes, Mr. Jiang, we were worried that the rice would not be able to be grown, but we didn't expect it to be so successful now." Jiang Zhang couldn't help but interrupt, her eyes flashing with excitement.

Old Master Jiang smiled and waved his hand, "This is the result of everyone's joint efforts. However, I have to tell everyone in advance that the clan leader has gone to deal with our grain seeds for the next season and will not be here until later."

"The clan leader is so thoughtful that he even considered the seeds for next season." Xiao Liu said with emotion, his eyes revealing his admiration for the clan leader.

"That's right, with Chief Jiang Xue and Old Man Jiang leading us, the future of our village will definitely be better!" Xiao Ming said excitedly, as if he had already seen hope for the future.

"Okay, okay, let's stop chatting here and start harvesting! Let the clan leader see our results, she will definitely be very happy!" Old Master Jiang urged, his face full of anticipation.

Hearing this, Jiang Dalin took up his sickle and skillfully and powerfully cut off bunches of rice. The golden rice ears were particularly dazzling in the morning light.

He stopped the sickle in his hand and looked at the golden rice fields in front of him, his eyes flashing with excitement, as if he saw that his hard work was finally rewarded.

The corners of his eyes were slightly moist, with tears welling up in his eyes, which was the excitement and joy for the good harvest.

Jiang Zhang was busy tying rice into bundles, her fingers deftly moving between the rice grains. She looked up at Jiang Dalin, tears glistening in her eyes.

She said in a trembling voice: "Old man, we have to thank the clan leaders very much. Without their guidance and help, we would not be able to grow such good rice!"

Her words were full of gratitude and respect, and tears rolled down her cheeks. That was the gratitude and admiration for Jiang Xue and others' selfless dedication.

Jiang Lin pushed a wooden cart through the rice fields, transporting rice to the village drying yard. His face was flushed, his clothes were soaked with sweat, but his eyes were shining with excitement.

He stopped, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and shouted excitedly: "Yes, the chief and his men are our heroes! When the harvest is over, we have to celebrate!"

His voice was full of youthful vitality and expectations for the future. Tears sparkled in his eyes, which was the yearning for a good harvest and a happy life.

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