Old Varieties from the Dabie Mountains: Farming Live Broadcast Cures the Entire Network

I was unemployed and lovelorn at the age of 33, so I fled back to the old home in Dabie Mountain with my grandfather's copper key, and dug out a vat of old rouge rice that had been sealed for three years in the attic—a rare variety that my grandfather had kept all his life. I set up my mobile phone to broadcast the seeds live, but I didn't expect that someone among the 8 viewers placed an order for 5 pounds of pre-sale! But with zero knowledge, I couldn't even control the germination rate, and I was laughed at by the villagers as "a young man in the city can't endure hardship." Fortunately, Uncle Wang sent a plastic film to protect me from the rain, Aunt Zhang taught me how to make corn tortillas to absorb flour, Lin Xiaoyu, a top student at the Agricultural University, came to my door with skills, and even the old man guarding the mountain taught me the ancient method of keeping warm with plant ash. During the live broadcast of seed soaking and germination, fans crowdfunded fill-in lights; when pests broke out, netizens recommended garlic water to prevent pests; investors spent money to ask me to grow hybrid rice on a large scale, and I shouted to the camera: "The roots of the old varieties are here, we won't change them!" From 4 acres of fields to cooperatives, from rice cakes to vermicelli, fans in the live broadcast room cried and begged for more orders, and poor households in the village followed suit and made huge profits. But can this bag of old rice seeds survive the low temperatures in the mountainous area? Can ecological planting win over industrial mass production? Click here to take a look, the most healing counterattack story is hidden in the smoke of the old home!