Manager Zhao nodded blankly, "I've heard of it!"
That wheat yielded a thousand catties per mu! The news had spread far and wide, with everyone rushing to see the spectacle. He went along too, and the sight of those heavy wheat ears nearly made him drool!
"Now I'm the owner of Caili Farm. If you don't have a bountiful harvest, how can I collect rent? Could I really harm you?" Wei Ruo asked.
Manager Zhao shook his head repeatedly.
Wei Ruo felt this man, despite his fierce appearance, seemed rather simple-minded.
"Then follow my instructions. Do as I say: pull up the remaining seedlings and replant with the new rice variety. Just like the previous wheat, it has a high yield and is easy to cultivate."
Manager Zhao nodded.
