"What?" the old woman scratched her head and murmured to herself: "Does the missionaries start to spread themselves? Forget it, don't care." It seemed that she was a little sorry, and the old woman asked again: "Why do I make one for you two?"

"Auntie, you are forcing us to make mistakes."

"That can't, that can't." The old woman hurriedly refused to mention it.

"However, aunt, if you want to help us, why not promote it for us and say that there are two young people who can treat everyone for free. How about it?"

"free?"

"Just no money."

"Then the relationship is good." The old woman quickly stood up and said with a little energetic attitude: "No, I have to go now."

"No, auntie..."

That night, the old woman's house was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside. After all, no one in a village like this has any minor illnesses or disasters. Now there are missionary treatments for free, so there are no adults, children and the elderly to come together.

For several days, Awen and Awu did not sleep well. It was not until the last patient was sent out that the two of them returned to the temporary tent with dark circles.

This sleep lasts a day and a night.

Most of the people in the village did not dare to disturb them, and even the children were explicitly prohibited from going to the tent to make noise.

On this day, Awen Awen approached the old patriarch in the village and asked if there was any wasteland around him.

Well, in remote places like this, there are not many wastelands everywhere, but many places are not conducive to crop growth.

Awen Awen exchanged some grain for a piece of wasteland from the village and then prepared to reclaim it as an experimental field.

After all, the two are famous people in the village. Their activities in the village are naturally easy to attract everyone's attention. As a result, the news spread in the village not long after.

"Oh, have you heard that the two little miracle doctors seem to be planting something?"

"It's almost September, can you still farm?"

"Yes, yes, it's already autumn, so the land shouldn't be planted, right?"

"That's not sure. After all, the two little miracle doctors are... The missionaries of the cognitive sect may have great supernatural powers."

"No, I have to go and have a look."

"What are you going to see?"

"The little miracle doctor helped my father get eye disease. I'll go see if they need help, and I have some strength."

"I'll go, too."

Well, in this way, it eventually evolved that many people in the village began to help and participate in the cultivation of the experimental field with Xiao Wen and Xiao Wu.

A few days later, a villager who passed by this experimental field couldn't help but widen his eyes, rubbed his eyes as if he was a ghost, and then turned around and ran back to the village with a fuss.

"Class leader, it's a weird thing--"

More than ten minutes later, the villagers who received the news rushed to the experimental field and watched seedlings growing one by one, palm-like, growing seedlings.

"Is this... wheat?" The old patriarch widened his eyes and recognized the crop in front of him: "How could it grow so fast? And, there are so many?"

In the past two years, various natural disasters have caused food production to be reduced. Many crops planted have a survival rate of less than half. Then the seedlings have been produced until they mature and are ruined, and in the end they are even less than one-third.

This is just the average level.

Although the Yun Kingdom has not reached the state of almost no grain harvest, the problem of production reduction is still very serious and the food crisis is imminent.

"I'll just say that those two missionaries of cognitive sects have great powers!" someone suddenly murmured in the crowd.

After this person reminded everyone, they immediately thought of the two foreign little miracle doctors.

"Go and invite the little miracle doctor!" The old patriarch shouted quickly: "Forget it, I'll go in person."

Ten minutes later.

“Grown out?”

Awen and Awu looked at each other and couldn't help but be surprised.

Although I have received relevant training, I can't believe it if I haven't seen it with my own eyes.

"No wonder the mentor said that practice is the only criterion for testing truth."

"This is called the unity of knowledge and action."

Awen glanced at Awu, and both of them nodded involuntarily.

After each had an understanding, the two began to explain to the patriarch and the villagers the special seeds developed by their cognitive theory school.

The growth cycle of wheat is usually about one hundred days, or about three months.

However, the growth cycle of the seeds they brought from their mentors is only half the normal. However, due to some extraordinary factors, this kind of wheat after maturity cannot be used as a grain seed, but can only be used as food. Moreover, the ability to resist drought, cold, and disease is dozens of times higher than that of ordinary seeds.

Well, this is naturally the relevant authority of [Qimin Yaoshu].

However, even with some restrictions, most of the land was empty this month, and the harvest was not good before, and now almost everyone is hungry.

Coupled with the previous trust foundation and the so-called experimental fields of these two young doctors are growing so well that they are naturally willing to try farming.

Therefore, starting from this day, the villagers were ready to plow the land and began to cultivate special seeds developed by the cognitive theory school.

During this period, Awen and Awu also used some mechanism to seek support from the organization, and got the airdrop that the organization threw down while the night was dark.

After all, working requires a lot of energy. If these yellow-faced and thin-skinned villagers farm under such circumstances, they may have something to do before the land has been cultivated.

To this end, a guy prepared a lot of food to help these people spend the more than a month of food gap.

More than a month later, looking at the villagers who are gradually mature and have a pleasant output, everyone can't help but feel the joy of a bumper harvest.

Awen and Awu, as well as the legendary cognitive theory school, gradually became very majestic in Pingxi Village.

That night, Awen and Awu sat in a tent writing a phased report and were preparing to start the next phase of the goal - to run a small school and a mutual aid committee.

In addition to starting with the doll, villagers are also allowed to listen to classes for free.

If medicine and agriculture are material guidance, then running schools and establishing mutual aid committees is an ideological progress.

On this day, there were many tents in Yunzhou that couldn't sleep all night.

...

...

Yunzhou, Governor's Office.

Well, there was no such title at first, but since the rebels broke through Baiyungang and began to expand their troops and incorporate them in a crazy manner, and took the initiative to look at many state roads in the south, as if they were always ready to go south to pacify the whole country, many state roads in the south, some elites who were unwilling to lose their interests, began to become independent.

The Governor's Office came into being.

It may not be that they want to fight the rebels or fight to the death. If they can sell for a good price, these people will naturally not do anything.

However, if you want to negotiate terms, you must have chips in your hand, otherwise who cares which onion you are.

This is not the case, many state roads in the south have also begun to reorganize their arms and prepare for war.

But in addition to having people to prepare for war, there must be money and food.

However, the southern part of Yunguo was a severely affected by natural disasters. Now the food on the market has almost soared to sky-high prices, and even the tax revenue at the grassroots level cannot be collected.

For this reason, the Governor's Office specially held a banquet tonight, and invited well-known guys from the entire Yunzhou to come. The purpose is self-evident.

But most of these capitalists are silent, and even if some people look at the Governor’s face, they are just two or three bad things.

Afterwards, the Governor's face turned black.

But the Governor has great power after all, and he can stand on his own side, and there must be a large number of interest classes behind him.

Naturally, under the strong oppression of the real big capitalists and the governor, some relatively small capitalists will have to cut their flesh and bleed heavily.

But he didn't want to cut it, so he had to pay the pressure down.

Then you can only squeeze the lower part.

This is what is called "big fish eating small fish", and small fish eating shrimps.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"It's not those turtles, I don't even want to pay for the money. I have to ask for the grain to pay, and if we don't pay, we will cut off our goods. But now the food in Yunzhou is almost sold to heaven. Where can I get them to get the food?"

"Food?" The dog-headed military advisor rolled his eyes and seemed to think of something: "Master, I guess I can get you enough food!"

"You?" The rich-looking master glanced at him: "What's going on?"

"Master, I wonder if you have ever heard of the cognitive sect?"

"Cognitive Sect?" The master sat there and thought for a while, then took a sip of tea and said, "Is it the new missionaries who came here recently?"

"Yes, it's them." Doghead Military touched his beard and said: "You guys don't know that these guys have created a new type of seed that can make the wheat mature in one and a half months, and it has grown, with a lot of yield. Although there seems to be some restrictions, my cousin from a distance is from that village. It is said that the yield of one acre is more than the previous two acres!"

"There is no production cut?" The master was a little surprised.

The dog-headed military advisor shook his head with green eyes.

The two of them were chatting in secret under the light.

The master sat there and thought about it, rubbed his beard and said, "What kind of cognitive sect do you want to attack?"

"This... how dare you!" The dog-headed military advisor shook his head and quickly shook his head.
To be continued...