From the Sui People to the Ming Dynasty, My Farming Notes

He was originally an immortal official in heaven, but he was demoted to earth because he said, "Elixir is not as good as a grain of millet." The Jade Emperor ordered him to cultivate fields for three thousand years. Only if there is no more famine in the world can he return to the immortal class. The fairy robe has been taken off from the agricultural crops, leaving only five fairy seeds in the palm of the hand that need to be watered by human fireworks, falling into the ancient wilderness. From the Suiren family who drilled wood to make fire, to Dayu who controlled the floods and settled the nine provinces; from the giant bridge granary of the Shang Dynasty, to the iron plows and oxen plowing of the Qin Dynasty; from the alfalfa seeds of the Han envoys traveling westward, to the canals of the Sui and Tang Dynasties; from the Champa rice used to relieve famines in the Song Dynasty, to the sweet potato vines that took root in the Ming Dynasty... He traveled through the Xia, Shang, Zhou, Qin and Han dynasties, and saw the Sui, Tang, Song, Yuan and Ming dynasties. He has seen princes playing with beacon fire, and he has also seen Zhenguan fighting for rice and three coins. He helped Qin Shihuang build granaries, accompanied Zhang Qian on the Silk Road, farmed with Cao Cao, discussed people's livelihood with Wei Zheng, argued for reform with Wang Anshi, and helped Xu Guangqi write "The Complete Book of Agricultural Affairs". For three thousand years, he served as an agricultural officer, a warehouse clerk, and a farmer, and he also held the position of a highly respected minister. But no matter where he is, he always bends down to the soil, just to let the people on this land have more food. The immortal world laughed at him for being stupid, while the human world called him "The Reincarnation of Shennong". Only he knows that what he cultivates is never a field—— It is a warehouse, a system, a technology, and the fire that keeps civilization alive. When the three thousand years are over, the gates of heaven will be reopened and the merits will be complete. The Jade Emperor asked: "Nong Jihe, are you willing to return to your throne?" He looked back—— In the smoke of war, farmers are still sowing seeds. He smiled and turned the last bit of his immortal power into an invisible seed and spread it into the world. "Your Majesty, I am not going back." "This world still needs a farmer."