When Shen Changchuan first said he wanted to reform Great Bay Village,
Han Qinhu supported him with all his strength,
but inwardly, he could not help feeling somewhat worried.
After all,
Shen Changchuan was too young!
He was at an impetuous age,
and he had seen more than once in the first half of his life how a young man's heart could burn with passion, only for a moment of recklessness to turn a good thing into a bad one.
Moreover, none of them had any experience planting Spirit Fields.
Whether such changes would prove good or bad,
there was simply nothing to compare them against.
It was only natural that they felt uneasy.
Fortunately,
the plan Shen Changchuan later proposed was not rash. He merely reorganized the personnel, while leaving the original planting methods unchanged, altering only the two mu of experimental fields.
Moreover, the planting of those experimental fields had only been determined after fully understanding all manner of experience from below, then sorting through and summarizing it.
Every step had been taken with utmost steadiness,
gradually giving Han Qinhu greater confidence.
By the time the harvest season arrived, Han Qinhu actually felt that this outcome was only natural.
In truth, he was not the only one who thought so.
Every villager in Great Bay Village felt the same.
Many had originally been unwilling to accept Shen Changchuan's reforms out of conservative habit. It was only because he was an Immortal Master, and an Immortal Master's orders could not be defied, that they had no choice but to undergo the group reorganization.
But over these past days,
the changes in Great Bay Village had been plain for all to see.
Whether the reforms were good or not, everyone had a scale in their hearts.
And now,
all twelve mu of Spirit Grain had yielded more than before.
Shen Changchuan's prestige had thus reached its peak throughout the village.
No one retained even the slightest dissatisfaction!
Otherwise, how could someone become an Immortal Master at such a young age? Naturally, there had to be reason behind his actions.
When Han Qinhu accompanied Shen Changchuan to the edge of the Spirit Fields,
the villagers working nearby all cast looks of reverence their way.
"Then that's good."
Seeing that his reforms had truly worked, Shen Changchuan also let out a breath of relief.
"Mm. Once the harvest is complete, gather the problems the people below encountered while planting the Spirit Fields, as well as the causes and techniques that can increase Spirit Grain yields."
"See which of the experimental fields managed by Teams Eleven and Twelve has the highest Spirit Grain yield. Use the planting manual from the highest-yielding one as the foundation, then further absorb and improve upon the other methods. Next year, promote this model across the board."
After thinking for a moment,
Shen Changchuan spoke.
Though he was not a spirit planter and knew nothing about growing Spirit Grain, and although his understanding of this world still came mostly from the many miscellaneous books he had read at Shen Family Manor,
fortunately,
he possessed the experience of industrial civilization from another world and had received a certain level of education.
Shen Changchuan's methods for improving Spirit Grain cultivation
were in truth nothing more than the inductive analytical methods used in mathematics, physics, and chemistry.
Collect information, sort and classify it, observe commonalities, generalize and summarize, verify conclusions.
These methods looked simple enough.
Yet they were the crystallized wisdom of his previous life's industrial civilization.
In fact,
this was not the first time Shen Changchuan had benefited from the lingering shade of his previous life's knowledge and wisdom.
The many Mastery Level Spells on his panel were also the result of the educational system and knowledge brought from his previous life.
Shen Changchuan's talent for spell cultivation was actually far from exceptional.
Although, after transmigrating, Shen Changchuan's soul was somewhat stronger than others' because he had absorbed and fused two souls.
At most, however, the advantage of his soul only gave him benefits such as a better memory.
When it came to insight into spells, he did not possess much of an advantage.
Compared to those true geniuses of legend who understood at a glance and mastered what they learned at once, Shen Changchuan's gap was enormous.
But why was he able to master so many Mastery Level Spells?
First, it was because the panel allowed him to see his own cultivation progress.
Second,
it was because of the learning methods from his previous life.
For example, the tactic of drowning oneself in a sea of exercises,
or research methods such as raising questions, forming hypotheses, inductively summarizing, and drawing conclusions.
The knowledge and experience of that previous life
could not let Shen Changchuan ascend to the heavens in a single step or reach the mountaintop overnight.
But they were like a compass amid thick fog, able to point out the direction for him and guide him step by step toward greater heights.
"Oh, right. Since Spirit Grain production has increased, once the Spirit Fields have been harvested, take one-tenth of the additional yield from the ten mu of Spirit Fields and hold a feast."
Shen Changchuan withdrew his wandering thoughts and spoke.
One-tenth of the additional yield was not much when divided among two thousand people.
But mixed with ordinary polished rice, it would still be enough to cook a great pot of spirit rice porridge.
Appropriate rewards
could better stimulate the initiative of those below.
And that was indeed the case.
The reason those ten mu of Spirit Fields had increased their yield by ten percent was precisely because the profit-sharing incentive plan for Teams Eleven and Twelve had stirred the thoughts of the other teams as well, making them tend the fields carefully during this period.
And with such a good thing at hand, Han Qinhu did not keep it hidden away.
He announced the matter directly to everyone on the spot.
At once, thunderous cheers rose all around.
Some of the older villagers even shed tears of gratitude.
They had come to Great Bay Village with dreams of embarking upon the path of Becoming Immortal and had worked here for more than a decade, yet they had never once had the chance to taste spirit rice.
Immortal Master Shen was truly good!
He not only knew how to increase Spirit Grain yields, but was generous as well.
Thus, when Han Qinhu added that he wished to collect methods and techniques for cultivating Spirit Grain, nearly everyone in Great Bay Village eagerly took part.
Seeing this scene,
Shen Changchuan was in quite a good mood.
Great Bay Village had flourished in his hands; its future could be said to stretch bright and boundless before it!
In high spirits, Shen Changchuan returned to the courtyard halfway up the mountain,
planning to properly study what exactly the Azure Wood Sword Light recorded on that fragmentary page from the Storage Bags of the Four Fiends of Heshan was.
One had to know that over the past two months, he had spent no small amount of effort on it.
The Water Dragon Technique, which he had spent nearly the same amount of time researching, had already reached 45% progress.
Yet the Azure Wood Sword Light stood at only 1%!
He could only barely cast it; he had not even reached the beginner stage!
The difference between them was simply far too great!
This could be said to be the first time Shen Changchuan had encountered such a situation.
Now that the Spirit Grain harvest seemed unlikely to require his help any further,
he naturally intended to thoroughly ponder this unusual fragmentary Azure Wood Sword Light first.
However,
before Shen Changchuan could figure it out,
Han Qinhu suddenly hurried over to find him.
He brought an important piece of news that had just come from below.
"What? There have recently been signs of Demon Beasts appearing?!"
Time flew by,
and in the blink of an eye, three days had passed.
The day to begin harvesting the Spirit Grain had arrived.
Heaven itself seemed especially cooperative that day,
with clear skies and pure air,
a gentle breeze and mild sunshine.
A vast blue sky stretched overhead,
and the weather was exceptionally fine.
They only had to wait for the Spirit Grain to show signs of complete maturity before they could swing their sickles and begin harvesting.
But at that moment,
Shen Changchuan stood with his hands behind his back on high ground beside the Spirit Fields,
looking up at the lofty sky overhead,
a trace of worry flashing through his eyes.
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