A young man from another world returned to his hometown.

Chapter 23 No one is spraying medicine, so Tree Master comes out of the mountains.

A crisis of trust.

This is much more difficult to solve than a money problem.

For Lin Yan, spending money was not the issue; the real hurdle was the farmers' feelings...

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The people of Tamura give a thumbs-up when they talk about Grandpa Tree.

Having spent most of his life farming, he was recognized as the most technically skilled person in the surrounding area.

He was an expert in farming techniques and knew the seasons by heart. Even experts from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences who came to conduct research said that he was a master at farming and could serve as the agricultural station technician in the village.

For decades, anyone in the village who has engaged in planting or raising livestock has received help from Grandpa Tree.

This one person fell seriously ill because of what happened with the previous boss.

He patted his chest and vouched for everyone, saying that the boss was an honest man who genuinely wanted to develop the lychee industry in the town. He then led twenty or thirty fruit farmers from the village to sign contracts and work for two years.

As a result, the boss ran away.

The wages were gone, the land rent was gone, and even the grand promise of industrialization that had been drawn up for two years disappeared along with them.

Grandpa Tree fell ill and was bedridden for two months.

He had just escaped death, and was filled with shame for the villagers.

He said he would never touch a lychee tree again in his life.

Now I weave bamboo baskets every day and carry them to the market to sell.

Upon hearing that his cousin's plan had encountered difficulties, Lin Yecheng rushed over.

"If we want to solve this problem, we probably have no choice but to ask Tree Master for help."

After hearing this, Lin Yan prepared to go and invite him.

Lin Yecheng paused.

"Ayan, this old man has quite a temper. Back in the day..."

"fine."

……

Grandpa Tree's yard is a bit dilapidated.

The old man sat on a low stool with a split bamboo stick lying across his knees.

He probably heard footsteps.

Lin Yan walked into the courtyard and stopped two steps away.

"Uncle Tree, I am Lin Yan, Lin Dahou's nephew."

"oh."

"I've now contracted out the lychee grove behind the village."

The bamboo knife was stopped.

Tree Master raised his head, looked at him for a moment, then lowered his head again and continued to move the knife.

"They probably sent someone to spray pesticides."

"Yes."

"I'm not going."

Two words, crisp and clean, not a single extra word, and the sound of the knife didn't stop.

Lin Yan didn't move or speak; he just stood there watching Tree Master work.

Have you eaten yet?

"have eaten."

"I told you I really wasn't going."

Lin Yan nodded.

"But there's something I'd like you to see."

Lin Yan took out a lychee branch from behind his back.

"Uncle Tree, I don't know much about farming, but I do know one thing: if this branch isn't treated soon, the whole forest can forget about surviving this year."

Tree Grandpa's gaze fell on that branch, and he remained silent for a while.

Yes, for a farmer who has spent his whole life cultivating the land, how could he not take a closer look when there's a problem with his crops?

He bent down, picked up the branch, pinched it with his fingernail, turned it over to look at the leaves, and put it down.

"This disease has penetrated to the core. How are you going to treat it this year? Even a god would have to cut off the branches."

Lin Yan did not refute.

"You're right, so ordinary methods definitely won't work."

Lin Yan took out a small spray bottle from his pocket, which contained the medicine that Xier had prepared.

"This is a research institute at a university in the provincial capital. They developed a special formula specifically for the soil conditions and diseases in our area. It is effective against fungal diseases and pests."

"I came to see you today because no matter how good the medicine is, it's useless if no one knows how to use it."

The old tree stared at the withered branch for a long time without saying a word.

The old tree slowly lowered the branch, its expression complex.

There was a long silence.

He spoke again, his voice low and heavy, carrying a weight that had been suppressed for a long time.

"The previous boss owed the villagers several hundred thousand yuan in wages."

"I know."

"Inside there, some people are waiting for the money to pay their children's tuition, and some are waiting to use the money to buy life-saving medicine."

I'm not trying to negotiate with you; I just want you to know what money means to us farmers.

Lin Yan looked at him without saying a word or looking away.

He stared directly at Lin Yan. There was no threat in his eyes, only an old man protecting the village he had protected his entire life.

Lin Yan paused for a second, then spoke.

"Daily settlement is too troublesome."

"A monthly salary of 20,000, Mr. Tree, you'll be the chief technical commander."

"I'm talking about everyone's wages, don't go off-topic."

Lin Yan took out a wad of cash from his pocket.

"Everyone's wages will be paid in advance before they start working, and there will be a share of the profits after the lychees are sold."

Grandpa Tree kept his head down and remained silent for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, Tree Grandpa raised his head again.

Something in those eyes came to life.

"sit."

Tell me more about your medicine.

Lin Yan sat down on the low stool and smiled.

For Master Tree, if it were only for his own benefit, he wouldn't make a move at all.

It is the land, the crops, and the people in the village.

Although I have been hurt by others, I am still willing to try if there are opportunities for development in the village.

For farmers, there is no more important partner than the land and crops.

When Lin Yan left.

"Grandpa Tree, have a taste of the fruit wine made by Xier."

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In the village, the houses of each household.

With a creak, a 28-inch bicycle rode by.

"Tree Master?! What's this?"

Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Uncle Shu was already sliding on one leg on the ground. He braked with his foot to slow down, then parked the car and walked into Old Liu's house, where he immediately said something.

"Old Liu, we'll gather in a bit to go spray pesticides in the lychee grove."

Old Liu was stunned for two seconds.

"Uncle Tree, I thought you said you weren't going to make lychees anymore."

Old Man Tree held the money up to his eyes.

"Are you going or not?"

Old Liu tossed the water pipe aside.

"go!"

Lin Yan's uncle's house.

The old fruit farmers' hair has turned gray, and their backs are not as straight as they were when they were young, but the calluses on their hands are still there. The scent they bring from the land fills the yard with a real sense of place.

They walked in, looked at the cash on the table, and no one spoke first.

Old Tree stood at the front and looked at the contract.

"Sign it, I'll go first."

He picked up the pen, signed the contract, pressed his fingerprint on it, and Lin Jiayao counted the money and handed it over with both hands.

Lychee grove.

The diesel engine started, and the sprayer began to operate.

The sounds of motors mingled with the sounds of farmers working, and white water mist gushed out from rows of metal spray nozzles.

Tree Grandpa stood at the very front of the forest, and with a loud shout, began to give instructions.

"Old Liu, you're in charge of the right side!"

"knew!"

"Old Zhou, the pressure on your end isn't enough, spray the area closer to you!"

"good!"

In the lychee grove, people and mist travel together through the light.

Xier turned around, found Lin Yan, walked over, and quietly slipped her hand into the crook of his arm.

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Just then, a discordant noise came from the dirt road beside the lychee grove.

"Snap! Snap!"

The phone's camera shutter sound effect plays.

Several villagers were seen taking photos with their phones of the people working in the lychee orchard and the spraying equipment.