Wang Ping's face was full of excitement. "Sir, by planting according to your method, it looks like this year's harvest will be much larger.
If this gets reported upward, it'll be a huge credit to your name!"
He felt he had hitched his wagon to the right star. Ever since Mr. Gu arrived, he had been at his beck and call, practically becoming the Magistrate's right-hand man. Now, wherever he went, people couldn't help but look at him with respect.
To go from a complete nobody to the highly-regarded Magistrate Wang in such a short time... sometimes Wang Ping felt as if he were dreaming.
"Let's not get ahead of ourselves. It's too early to draw conclusions," Ancient Wen Heng said. This time, he hadn't used the high-yield seeds from his dimension. Instead, he had pored over numerous agricultural texts, researched effective composting methods from later ages, and guided the old farmers step-by-step to cultivate the land to its current, promising state.
