Chapter 1152: Wang Xiancheng, the native, once again reinforces Sun Shan’s stereotype

Chapter 1152: Wang Xiancheng, the native, once again reinforces Sun Shan’s stereotype

The experimental field is actually not far from the city. You can get there by passing through the city gate and walking for a while.

There are several villages here, which are the "suppliers" of vegetables for the county town.

So this place is richer than ordinary villages, at least much richer than places like Big Bird Village where only birds shit.

Sunshan’s “Rice Experimental Field Base” is located on the way from several villages to the county seat.

There is a constant flow of people coming and going here, and the villagers can hear clearly any slight disturbance.

At the beginning, the Sun family guards surrounded this piece of field. The nearby villagers had already come to gossip about it. After asking around, they lost interest when they heard that it was used to grow rice.

Every family has rice, and every family knows how to grow rice, so why the hell fence it off?

The villagers gossiped for a while and then dispersed, continuing with what they were doing.

Gradually, as the Sun family guards were busy here, watching for twelve hours a day, the villagers' quiet gossiping hearts rose again.

Just plant rice and fence it off, but why do you have to squat here all day and even build a shed next to it to watch over it?

The villagers who were both free and curious came over to inquire, but the Sun family guards had a very poor learning ability. After studying for so long, they could only utter a few simple words of the local dialect.

Fortunately, there were many smart people among the crowd, and they were able to piece together what the Sun family guards were going to do.

It turns out that they were just growing rice, and they came here to look after it because they were afraid that someone would come and destroy it.

The villagers rolled their eyes when they heard this. Why would they destroy the rice, especially since the cost of doing so would be very high.

Intentionally damaging other people's crops is a serious crime, and damaging official crops is an even more serious crime.

According to the Daqian Law, anyone who abandons or destroys other people's belongings or cuts down trees or crops will be charged with theft. If someone loses or accidentally destroys official property, their punishment will be reduced by three levels.

Therefore, whoever burns other people’s fields and stored things shall be punished with 100 strokes of the cane and three years’ imprisonment.

For intentional destruction of crops, the sentence is determined based on the value of the crops, which is converted into the amount of theft. The minimum penalty is thirty beatings with a big stick, and the maximum is one hundred beatings and three years' imprisonment.

Anyone who intentionally sets fire to crops shall be punished with 100 strokes of the cane and three years’ imprisonment, regardless of the size of the loss.

If official crops or grain fields used for sacrificial ceremonies are intentionally destroyed, the crime will be more serious and may even be considered "endangering the country", which can be punishable by death.

Although the villagers are uneducated, they still understand the basic rules of social operation and will not damage other people's crops unless it is absolutely necessary.

The villagers couldn't help but roll their eyes when they saw that the Sun family guards were guarding the fields for twelve hours.

It's not something precious, so is it necessary to be so cautious?

As the rice fields thrived, the villagers did not think there was anything unusual at first, but gradually they discovered that something was very wrong.

How come the rice from Mr. Sun’s so-called “rice experimental field base” is so much better than theirs?

Many curious people came to ask, but at this stage they were just asking and didn't think much about it.

The villagers didn't react until the rice ears emerged and the millet formed grains.

They felt that not only did Mr. Sun’s rice grow better than theirs, but it also produced more and fuller grains.

No one asked questions out of curiosity anymore, but instead secretly observed to see what methods the Sun family guards used to make the rice grow well.

The experienced and quick-witted villagers gradually discovered that Mr. Sun's family used a kind of unknown fertilizer on their rice.

I saw them pulling it out in bags and scattering it on the fields bit by bit, and then the rice grew better.

Sun Shan's rice experiment this time was much larger in scale than the vegetable experiment. The control group was not set up acre by acre, but piece by piece.

Therefore, after using bird droppings, a rice field grows taller and thicker than the ones next to it, and the threshed grain is heavier than the ones next to it.

With a sharp eye, you can see that this field of rice is different from the others.

The villagers in the nearby villages naturally saw it, but they tried to endure it until they could no longer bear it.

Seeing that the Sun family guards were preparing to apply fertilizer again, he couldn't help but jump out and ask directly about the situation.

If it was a business secret, I would feel embarrassed to ask, but if it was a question like how many more buckets of food rations can be harvested from the fields, I would still ask no matter how confidential it was.

It’s not that the villagers didn’t want to find out the news quietly, but they really couldn’t figure out what the villagers were throwing into the fields in sacks.

So I had to pluck up the courage to come over and ask.

When Sun Shan and his companions arrived at the "Rice Experimental Field Base", they saw groups of villagers surrounding Sun Dalang and Sun Erjie.

There was noise after noise, it was lively and bustling, just like a market.

County Magistrate Wang, who was following Sun Shan, saw the dense crowd of people and couldn't help asking, "Sir, what are these villagers doing?"

Don’t ask how you know they are villagers. Just look at the way they dress and you’ll know they are farmers.

Sun Shan thought that someone would come to inquire about the news, but he didn't expect that so many people would come.

Judging from the situation, all the villagers who can come have come, right?

There are 80-year-old white-haired old men and women above and a baby in a sling below.

There were men, women, young and old, so crowded that it made one's scalp tingle.

At this time, the lackeys brought by County Magistrate Wang came into play. They used wooden sticks and shouted loudly: "You daring and unruly people, what are you doing? This is the government's land, what are you doing here? Get out of here quickly."

Look at the way he walks forward in a swaggering manner and the way he swings the big stick, he looks like a complete gangster.

Not to mention seeing their appearance, even hearing their voices would make me stay away.

Sun Shan glanced at County Magistrate Wang, who was standing straight and looking as if it was a matter of course.

Emma, ​​this is the impression that a local tyrant has.

It was not Sun Shan who was stereotyped, but the native Wang Xiancheng who reinforced Sun Shan's stereotype.

A local tyrant is not called a local tyrant unless he looks like this.

Compare it with the Sun family guards.

Tsk tsk~~~A rookie who is obviously simple and kind-hearted. He can fight against bandits, but he really needs more training to deal with villagers.

County Magistrate Wang's servants quickly scolded the villagers and made them stand far away.

It is easier to deal with local people than local people. If Sun Shan asked the villagers to go away, it would be useless even if he shouted at the top of his lungs.

The villagers were asking the Sun family guards where the sacks of so-called fertilizer came from and whether they were effective.

Before I could get the answer, someone hit me on the back with a stick. It hurt so much that I almost cried.

Just as he was about to curse, he turned around and saw that it was the servant of the "bully" County Magistrate Wang.

The "fragrance" that was about to be spit out was immediately swallowed back into the stomach, and he dared not say anything but be angry.

It is possible that the villagers in Da Niao Village said they did not know the lackey of County Magistrate Wang, but it is certain that the villagers in the nearby villages knew him.

He didn't dare to fight back immediately, for fear of offending the Wang family and making it difficult for him to survive in Yuanlu in the future.

The Wang family's business is spread all over Yuanlu, and he has to carry vegetables to the city to sell. If he offends them, his business will be ruined in no time.