When taking the exam for a scholar at the grassroots level, don’t even think about writing an original and creative policy paper. Just follow the crowd.

　　The most reliable ones are the summary and praise chapters of “People First” and Tian Benben. Gu Zhao read carefully, and asked Master Zhao if he had any ideas or questions. Master Zhao saw that Gu Zhao was holding the “Benefiting the Country” by the great Confucian scholar, and read it for a long time before asking his grandson Zhao Ze to copy it.

　　This was taking advantage of Gu Zhao, after all, Gu Zhao spent one and a half taels of silver to buy this, but Gu Zhao didn’t say anything. It was just like the textbooks issued modern times. So many students in a class were reading the same textbook, some of them had good academic performance and did well in the exams, while others did poorly.

　　This is nothing.

　　If Zhao Ze could successfully pass the examination and become a student, Gu Zhao would be happy for Zhao Ze.

　　Mr. Zhao’s lifelong hopes and dreams as a scholar were placed on the shoulders of his nine-year-old grandson. During their study time, Zhao Ze only focused on reading and did nothing else. Even when he was eating, his mother would eagerly feed him so that Zhao Ze could read a few more glances at the book.

　　Although he is only an elementary school student, Zhao Ze is steady and mature. His whole day’s responsibility is to study, read and memorize books. He has never been seen joking or laughing.

　　Because Master Zhao had taken advantage, he was kind enough to invite Gu Zhao to his home for a simple meal that day. Of course, Gu Zhao did not accept the offer. He was afraid that the food would be difficult to digest due to the dining atmosphere at Master Zhao’s home, so he decided to go home and eat.

　　Gu Zhao spent more than half a month reading “Benefiting the Country” and memorized the whole article, including the flattery. He read the flattery of the ancient great writers, and when he was forced to write something, he could still extract and analyze the good articles and sentences one by one and praise them again.

　　Um.

　　That’s what he thought. He should study hard and be serious.

　　Before I knew it, the rice in the paddy fields had ripened and it was time to harvest. The villagers had applied fertilizer in September, and as the days passed, it was time to harvest, and I felt relieved.

　　Just like Li Da, they are all experienced farmers. When they touch the heavy ears of rice, they have a pretty good idea of ​​what is going on. They don’t know whether it is good or not, but it doesn’t matter anyway. The worst that can happen is that they just wasted the money they spent on a bag of lime.

　　It is a great blessing that the crops did not go bad. This is from an honest farmer who later regretted not applying fertilizer.

　　Rice and yellow rice are harvested at about the same time. If rice can be harvested half a month earlier, yellow rice can be harvested right after it is harvested. Besides, it doesn’t matter if yellow rice is harvested a few days later. Rice should be harvested first. Families with few people plant one or two acres of yellow rice. They dare not plant more because they are afraid that the dry land will not be fertile and wheat will not grow well next year and they will not be able to harvest much. Families with many people plant one acre more. Yellow rice is eaten by the family. No one in the village sells it.

　　Rice is different, it is very precious.

　　In early October, it is time to harvest rice.

　　”How’s it going? Did you apply fertilizer to your farm? Is it working? Did you get a good harvest?”

　　”Let’s collect the fat ones first. I see that everyone is about the same, so I guess they didn’t collect much, right?”

　　Those in the village who had not applied fertilizer were now anxious. They were pushing others to harvest the fertilized paddy fields to see the effect. They said there was not much change, but that was only comparing with their own fields. It seemed that other people’s paddy fields were better, but they dared not admit it.

　　Who made me scared/stingy and didn’t get fat?

　　Aunt Wang was also anxious. The rice in the field was about to be harvested, and she was so anxious that her mouth was covered with blisters. At that time, she thought that Li Zhouzhou might have bad intentions and would not give her a good method for free. Now that the harvest was about to start, she was still afraid, so she thought that the method given by the Li family would not be effective.

　　In front of the crops being converted into money, Aunt Wang’s worries were no longer important. At least now she had no time to think badly of Li Zhouzhou and only hoped for the best. If the Li family’s method was bad, it would be her family’s fields that would be damaged. She had tried five acres of paddy fields, and according to previous years, she could sell at least one or two taels of rice.

　　The Wang family never kept any rice; they sold it all.

　　Finally, someone started to harvest rice. It was the village chief’s family. The village chief was also curious about how much the fertilized rice would produce this year. Last year, his family’s one acre of land produced about 2.3 dou of rice.

　　Two hundred and sixty kilograms.

　　This year we harvested two days earlier to serve as an example for those in the village who were afraid to start, and we harvested one acre of land first to see how it went.

　　All the villagers, whether they had fertilized the field or not, came to watch the fun. A strong man offered to help, and the village chief happily said yes. He then lent him his own sickle and watched while drinking tea.