The Rebirth of a Genius
Chapter 81

There are school activities on the day before National Day. This is a school tradition. All students must go to the farm to do the harvest. This was to let the students experience the difficulties of a farmer and remind them not to throw food away.

In each classroom, there are two poems about farming difficulties written on the walls.

“Under the midday sun, the farmers work in the fields. Their sweat dripped onto the ground. Who knows how much trouble there is in each grain of rice? "

“Plant seeds in Spring and collect 10,000 grains in Autumn. There are no fields that are not planted, but there are farmers who starve to death. ”

This is a poem by the famous Tang Dynasty poet, Li Shen. But for Feng Yu who liked history, knew that Li Shen wrote this poem just to get the Emperor's attention and get a promotion. And after Li Shen was promoted, he only enjoyed his life and never cared about the difficulties of the cultivators.

Although Feng Yu did not like Li Shen, these two poems were very well written.

The students sat on the bus for 2 hours and finally reached a farm, north of Bing City. This farm was only about 1 hour drive from the Feng Yu family farm.

There was a cornfield here, and the students had to cut off the stalk, remove the skin. Corn and stack together to wait for the tractor to transport it.

Now in Longjiang province, the main crop is wheat, followed by soybeans. There were very few corn fields around. That's why they have to travel so far. This is the nearest cornfield that the school contacted.

There are about 500 students from the school, and they are divided into their classes. The school also allocates an area for each class.

There were about 40 students in the class, and they were watching such a small area. If it was on a real farm, it would take 5 people to finish harvesting this area in a day. The students were all excited to experience the life of a farmer.

However, there were also students who grumbled. There were from farming families, and they had to harvest corn instead of helping their families on their own farms.

Feng Yu, Wen Dongjun and a few others who came from farming families, were more familiar with farm work compared to students from the city. They are assigned to cut the stalk with a sickle, and the rest will follow behind to remove the skin and pile the corn into a pile.

Wen Dongjun, like a raging bull, sliced through the corn stalks at an alarming speed and before long he was in front of the group.

“Look at me, I'm very fast unlike all of you. You all move at snail speed. '' Wen Dongjun said proudly with his scythe leaning on his shoulder.

Feng Yu shook his head and thought: "This idiot. ”

"Dongjun, didn't you notice that you are the fastest among those who oversee the cutting of corn stalks? You're even faster than those 3rd graders. Don't you feel weird? "

Wen Dongjun scratched his head and asked: "Why?"

“That's because the cornfield is only this big. If you had cut all the cornstalks by now, what would you do in the afternoon? Watch the other students take off their skin? This means that the faster you are, the more you have to work! Do you think the teachers will praise you, or will other students be amazed at you? "

Wen Dongjun fell silent. He realized that it was not the rest of the students who were slow, but they took their own sweet time. He looked around and saw that all the students were chatting while they were working. In the end, he was the only fool who worked so hard!

“Eh, learn from us. Work a while and rest a while. Or you can sit on that trunk to rest. If you keep working so fast, you'll make the rest of us look bad. You really want that? ”Feng Yu patiently teaches Wen Dongjun the art of drawing. This Wen Dongjun should be good at drawing, but where did all his intelligence go?

Without a word, Wen Dongjun sat on the cornstalk and rested. But after a while, he got bored. He had nothing to do with it, and no one spoke to him.

He looked at the cornstalks and got an idea.

There is sugarcane in the South and in the North, there is something that looks like corn and sorghum. It's called Sweet Sorghum. It was about the thickness of a finger and it felt like sugarcane. If there is a lot of rain and not a lot of sunlight, the bottom of the corn stalk will also have some very sweet parts.

Feng Yu used his scythe and cut off the bitten part, then released the outer layer of the remaining corn stalks. He walked towards Li Na with a corn stalk.

“You must be thirsty. Have some sweet corn stalks. ”

“You must be thirsty. Have some sweet corn stalks. ”

Feng Yu passed by the one he had tasted, for Li Na and Fat the chick snatched the other. They were the only ones besides this small pile of corn. Now, the rest of the students did not dare to play with Li Na. It's all Fat chick's fault. He had spread rumors about the Feng Yu family being associated with the triads, and Li Na had also been dragged along.

Li Na had previously hesitated, but how could she be matched with Feng Yu's forty-year "wisdom" experience? It only took Feng Yu a few words, and they came back just like before.

Li Na bit her small and slowly chewed. She had a beautiful smile, and her eyes narrowed into a crescent moon.

"That's sweet. ”

“Bah, bah, bah. What is sweet corn? It smells like a sewer and it tastes amazing! ”Fat chick spits out dregs and complains.

Feng Yu calmly explained: "Maybe you are lucky. After all, this was a corn stalk and not Sweet Sorghum. It is only natural that there are some that are not sweet. ”

Li Na broke her corn stalk into 2 and distributed it to Fat Chick. Fat Chick carefully bit him, and it was indeed sweet!

“You split this half into 2, and we share it. “Li Na gave the remaining half to Feng Yu. He saw Feng Yu's lips dry.

"I can't break it. You ate. I'll be in front of cutting those rods. I can find more than that. ”

"I can't break it. You ate. I'll be in front of cutting those rods. I can find more than that. ”

Li Na urged Feng Yu to at least bite. Feng Yu leaned forward and was ready to bite the part where Li Na had eaten earlier.

"Who? Who hit me? ”Feng Yu turned around angrily, looking around. Just as he was about to bite the corn stalk, he felt something hit him on the back of his head.

“Hahaha, how? This corn stalk bow I made is not bad. I can hit your head from this distance! ”A few meters away, Wen Dongjun was holding on to a bow made of corn stalks, staring at Feng Yu proudly. The thing that befell Feng Yu was a small piece of corn stalks.

This idiot fuck keeps bothering me!

"Mcorn stick? I'd like to see if your bow is more accurate than the corn stalks I threw! "

Feng Yu took out a piece of corn stalks that Fat Chick had thrown before, broke them in half and threw at the idiot. He had to teach this idiot a lesson today!

Li Na flushed red when she saw Feng Yu break the corn stalk in half. He remembered that Feng Yu had previously claimed that he could not break his cornstarch, and would bite the part where he ate.