Fang Zhiyi did indeed find the time to take a trip to the town, and he also found what he was looking for.
In these times, buying many things required both coupons and money, which gave rise to the black market. In this era, it was called speculation and profiteering, but the police in town did not manage it too strictly. After all, everyone was just trying to get by, and as long as they did not go too far, no one wanted to drive others to a dead end.
Fang Zhiyi used cloth coupons to exchange for money, and then turned around and used the money to buy this waste paper. Do not look down on it just because it was waste paper; it was actually quite precious.
However, after walking around, Fang Zhiyi still could not find a way to make money. Making money in this era felt a bit like a fool's dream.
However, after his secondary training, Fang Xiaoxia's progress surprised Technician Wang. Basically, all the people who came to the town to learn how to drive a tractor were men, and Fang Xiaoxia was the only girl. Therefore, Technician Wang took special care of her. In just one week, she had completely mastered all the theoretical knowledge he taught.
Next came the practical operation. Looking at the iron contraption, Fang Xiaoxia kept cheering herself on. The moment she started it up, a massive sense of accomplishment surged in her heart.
So what if she was not pretty? In this area, she was probably the very first girl who could drive a tractor!
Fang Zhiyi continued doing farm work looking the part, occasionally taking a moment to check on Wei Xiangyang's progress. Wei Xiangyang obviously had the mindset of a smashed pot, acting lazy and sluggish while working. When a team member beside him criticized him a bit, Wei Xiangyang immediately snapped back, You guys get to go back and rest after you finish, but I still have to pull the dung cart. Why don't I see you coming to help?
Xiangyang, it is meaningless for you to say that, a tall and sturdy educated youth nearby said with a frown. Haven't we all helped you with your work these past few days?
Forget it, forget it, we are all in the same group, all educated youths. Let's not ruin our harmony over such a small matter, an obviously older educated youth advised.
However, seeing Wei Xiangyang's listless appearance, he also felt a bit frustrated.
As Fang Zhiyi watched, a trace of a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.
Little Hei knew that whenever he smiled like this, someone was about to suffer bad luck.
Sure enough, after work that day, Fang Zhiyi called all the educated youths to a stop, saying he wanted to hold a meeting for them. But because Wei Xiangyang's group still had not finished their work, they could only hold the meeting right next to their field.
Usually, this would not matter, but today Wei Xiangyang's group became the object of observation for all the educated youths. They all watched curiously as this group huffed and puffed through their work. Even the oldest educated youth could not help but feel his ears turn red.
To put it bluntly, they were all young lads. The feeling of being outdone was already hard to bear, and now they were being watched. Even he could not help but feel angry. Turning his head, he saw that Wei Xiangyang had actually stopped working and was making eyes at Zhang Qingqing, who had hurried over. His anger instantly flared up.
Well, I personally think that the labor enthusiasm of the other two groups is quite good, so I will record a few more work points for you. In addition, in a couple of days, both of your groups can take half a day off to stroll around the town.
Hearing about the time off, the educated youths all became delighted. Work points did not really matter, as they could not see them for the time being anyway, but being able to visit the town was simply wonderful. After all, they were all from the city and had long felt suffocated in this place.
As for your group... sigh. Fang Zhiyi shook his head and did not continue.
Zhang Qingqing looked at Wei Xiangyang with some sympathy and did not speak. Instead, when Fang Zhiyi looked at her, she puffed out her chest and revealed her signature smile.
Also, Comrade Zhang Qingqing has been performing very well recently. With her assistance, the work at the livestock shed has been completed quite well. And then, I have a new job to arrange here. We need to dry rice recently, which requires someone to watch over the drying floor in the village. You just need to spread it out in the morning and gather it up in the afternoon. Hmm... Zhang Qingqing, as for who will go, you can arrange it.
Zhang Qingqing's eyes widened. Drying rice? Compared to working in the smelly livestock shed, this job was super relaxing!
At the same time, several pairs of eyes looked at her.
Fang Zhiyi said nothing more, walking away with his hands behind his back.
After taking two steps, he remembered something. Oh right, the commune will send two cows over in the next couple of days. When the time comes, you guys will need to add two more troughs at the livestock shed.
The female educated youths sighed heavily. Those livestock acted more like lords than they did, and now they had to add two more cows?
Some could not help but look at Zhang Qingqing, starting to calculate in their hearts.
Meanwhile, Wei Xiangyang's group, which had not yet finished their work, was also full of complaints. Soon, someone with a bad temper threw down the hoe in his hand. I quit! We work ourselves to death and do not get any time off anyway!
Certain people have no self-awareness and are still slacking off over there, another person said sarcastically.
The older educated youth who had previously advised everyone remained silent.
However, Wei Xiangyang heard something in their words. Who are you talking about?
Whoever it is knows it. Dragging the collective down all day long!
Normally, Wei Xiangyang would not let this go upon hearing it, let alone in front of Zhang Qingqing.
Damn it! Say that again?
Who are you cursing at?
The scene instantly descended into chaos. Wei Xiangyang had not expected it; he thought it was a one-on-one fight. But as soon as he made a move, he was grabbed around the waist, and then a dirty kick landed squarely on his chest. Wei Xiangyang almost lost his breath, but the other educated youths gave him no chance. Except for the older educated youth, the others swarmed up and kicked and punched him.
Quickly, call the production captain back! Zhang Qingqing panicked a bit. How did a fight break out so suddenly?
Someone who could not stand to watch immediately trotted off to find Fang Zhiyi. By the time Fang Zhiyi returned unhurriedly, Wei Xiangyang was already lying on the ground with a bruised and swollen face.
They, they... Zhang Qingqing stammered for a long time without saying anything substantial. She was much smarter than Wei Xiangyang and knew she could not offend people like this.
Fang Zhiyi waved his hand. What is going on?
The educated youths who fought all started talking at once, doing nothing more than accusing Wei Xiangyang of slacking off, having a bad attitude, and dragging everyone down. The noise gave Fang Zhiyi a headache.
Glancing at the villagers who had come to watch the commotion upon hearing the news, Fang Zhiyi frowned and said, No matter what, fighting is wrong!
His voice drowned out the chattering educated youths.
Everyone who participated in the fight today must write a self-criticism! Fang Zhiyi glanced at Wei Xiangyang, whose face was full of defiance. You have to write one too; your problem is the biggest!
Woo woo woo woo! Wei Xiangyang wanted to say something, but his mouth could no longer form clear words.
Also, do not think you can escape punishment just by lying there. Today... Fang Zhiyi looked at his miserable state, Today, the job of pulling the dung cart will be done by you guys! He pointed at the other people who had fought.

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”