Secretary Xiaozu thought for a moment, "So you mean, you want to first let everyone see the benefits through grafting?"
Song Tan nodded, actually not very passionate about it.
After all, she would strive for what she wanted herself, and did not expect others to spoon-feed her, hence she hoped the people around her would be the same.
And this year, the villagers had transplanted radish seedlings in their fields, so this winter they would definitely have a good harvest. If they still couldn't make up their minds by then, she wouldn't need to bother anymore.
But on the other hand, it wasn't entirely the villagers' fault that they dared not think big or take risks; they were bound by their environment and own circumstances.
Thus, Song Tan thought about helping everyone break free.
So, although she wasn't very passionate at the moment, she still diligently said to Secretary Xiaozu:
