Chen Xuan drove his tricycle back to the watermelon field. The Watermelon Demon was nowhere to be seen. Chen Xuan didn’t mind; ever since he discovered the Watermelon Demon’s extraordinary abilities, he had been especially kind to it, providing food and drink every day. This made the Watermelon Demon feel deeply moved, as if it had just been liberated from servitude.
He had secretly observed that the Watermelon Demon truly could not leave his farm unless Chen Xuan took it along; otherwise, it was stuck there.
He parked the tricycle and walked toward the eastern side of the watermelon field. After walking a few dozen steps, a vast expanse of gray barren land appeared before him. This was the infamous Barren Land of Chen Family Village, which held almost no economic value. It was perpetually hard and bare, with no crops able to survive there.
Over the years, countless resources had been wasted trying to make something of this enormous Barren Land, but to no avail. In desperation, it had been leased out for a mere hundred thousand for ten years. Even then, it had remained untouched for years.
This was why the village chief was so excited about Chen Xuan’s decision to lease the Barren Land tonight. From now on, this piece of land would be his; his farm had finally taken a step forward.
Chen Xuan squatted down and tapped the hard ground with his right hand, unable to suppress a smile. As he laughed, his expression gradually became distant, and memories flooded back to a year ago. At that time, he had just graduated from a prestigious agricultural university with excellent grades, poised to join a good company and live a comfortable life.
However, everything changed after his mentor organized a group of outstanding graduates for an overseas study tour. That experience completely transformed Chen Xuan's perspective on life. He saw vast super farms spanning tens of thousands of acres...
The advanced agricultural equipment stood before him, a testament to cutting-edge technology. The sophisticated methods of crop cultivation were on full display, alongside experimental projects that represented the forefront of global agriculture. Chen Xuan was profoundly astonished.
At that moment, he truly understood the purpose of this overseas study trip organized by his mentor. In the face of such advanced agricultural practices abroad, the knowledge he had gained during his four years at university felt incredibly shallow—like the difference between a giant and a child.
Chen Xuan fell silent. Yet, beneath that silence lay an indomitable will to succeed. Yes, it was true that foreign agricultural technology and equipment were far more advanced than those in his home country. However, Chen Xuan firmly believed that with the passage of time, domestic agriculture would eventually catch up and even surpass its foreign counterparts. When that day came, it would be foreign agricultural universities coming to visit China!
As long as they worked hard and persevered, that day would surely arrive. Other fields had already proven that Chinese talent was not inferior to that of other countries.
On the last day of their overseas study trip, the mentor took them to one of the most advanced agricultural technology research institutes in the world. This was a place where thousands of newly graduated agricultural talents aspired to work each year.
The visit concluded quickly, and just as Chen Xuan and his peers were preparing to leave, a representative from the institute approached them. Without hesitation, he expressed his desire to recruit Chen Xuan and his companions.
Chen Xuan remained silent while the other outstanding graduates showed signs of excitement. In the end, all of his peers who had traveled abroad with him—some of the best agricultural graduates in the country—chose to accept offers from this research institute. Only Chen Xuan resolutely declined a job with an annual salary in the hundreds of thousands of dollars!
Throughout this exchange, his mentor said nothing and did not intervene; he simply smiled as he led an angry Chen Xuan back home.
On the plane, Chen Xuan gazed out the window, lost in thought. Upon landing, he made a decision.
He wanted to create his own farm from scratch, to develop it entirely on his own. He aimed to prove to the world that if others could succeed abroad, so could he. Sooner or later, he would demonstrate that the best farm in the world would undoubtedly be in this agricultural powerhouse with a history of five thousand years.
Upon hearing Chen Xuan's decision, his mentor was momentarily stunned before bursting into hearty laughter. This was the first time Chen Xuan had seen his usually serious mentor smile so joyfully.
A few days later, after receiving his graduation certificate, Chen Xuan returned to his hometown with his mentor's expectations in mind. Amidst the villagers of Chen Family Village who looked on with surprise and confusion, he contracted twenty acres of land.
Thus began the journey of Chen Xuan Farm!
Placing his hands on the ground, he felt the coolness of the soil beneath him, yet inside, his heart burned with passion. A peculiar dream had once again transformed him.
The unique effects of the Watermelon Demon were undeniable. Chen Xuan felt a surge of excitement; he sensed that with his farm, there was a real possibility of forging a new path.
Gazing out at the barren land, a wave of ambition surged within him. In his vision, he would create a mechanized farm that integrated crop cultivation and research, livestock breeding, and tourism into a comprehensive operation. When that time came, it would be his moment to astonish the world.
But that day was still far off. Chen Xuan had many tasks ahead of him. The initial work of reclaiming the barren land was an enormous undertaking.
Lying on the barren ground with his hands as a pillow, he gazed up at the bright starry sky and began to contemplate the reclamation efforts ahead. The night breeze gently caressed him as he slowly drifted off to sleep.
That night, he slept exceptionally soundly.
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