"Master Hou, that's yours..."
Lunzi was still pointing at Xiao Lian who was walking towards the well and asked stupidly, but before he could finish his sentence, Xiao Han pinched his waist so hard that Lunzi almost jumped up from the pinch!
After pinching the dumb guy, Xiao Han quickly turned around and walked out. Nonsense, why are you still here if you don't leave now? It's better to pretend not to know, but wouldn't it be more embarrassing if you don't point it out?!
"Ahem, didn't I say I was going to see the food today? It's getting late, let's go quickly!" Xiao Han walked out while making random excuses for himself.
"Ouch... it hurts! Mr. Hou, please pinch me..." The idiot clutched the soft flesh around his waist tightly and wanted to mutter. Then he saw Xiao Han seemed to have stretched out his Nine-Yin White Bone Claw again! Suddenly, his neck trembled
Shrink, don't dare to say any more nonsense.
He left the backyard as if running away and ran to the front to find Old Feng. He was dragged by Old Feng to have some rice porridge for breakfast, and then they set off in the car together.
Seeing that the donkey with rabbit ears was about to go out, Lao Feng's little grandson burst into tears and wanted to follow him. Lao Feng's training had no effect, so he had no choice but to accuse him and take him with him.
Lao Feng's family didn't have many big animals, so there were only two donkey carts including Xiao Han's.
The other people had no choice but to follow along on the ground, and the journey slowed down.
Moreover, Lao Feng's own carriage was so broken that it almost fell apart when he followed him. He didn't dare to go any faster! The journey was actually three minutes slower than walking, but such a leisurely journey was just what Xiao Han wanted.
Mind.
At this time, it is already the beginning of autumn.
The weather has become a bit colder in the morning and evening. Even at noon, it is no longer as hot as before. It is so hot that people have nowhere to hide and just want to bury their heads in the water.
The unrepaired roads in the countryside were bumpy. Xiao Han leaned on the carriage and swayed as the carriage swayed. Then he watched Lao Feng's little grandson cheering as he grabbed a big grasshopper from the grass on the side of the road and ran to Lao Feng.
He presented the treasure in front of him, and after a while he picked a handful of tender fresh grass and fed it to Xiaoqi. He thought to himself that without the roar of machines, the world polluted by factories would be nice.
Just like this, I walked leisurely all the way, and it took me almost an hour to finally reach the rice fields.
But to be honest, rice fields are really nothing to look at! Wherever this kind of rice goes now, it is rare and cannot be more rare! The farmers who are lucky enough to get it can’t wait to sleep with them at night, and they take care of them more than taking care of me.
, how could there be a problem?
Therefore, instead of Xiao Han going to see the rice, it is better to say that Xiao Han went there to be watched by others.
No, when Xiao Han got off the car at the end of the field, farmers immediately came around to greet him!
Yan Yun thanked Xiao Han for distributing such good seeds to everyone, and everyone dared not forget this for several lifetimes. He also said that after the harvest, he would definitely build a shrine for Xiao Han to express his great gratitude!
There were quite a lot of people around, and I guess people living nearby might have left their lives and come here.
When Lao Feng saw this, he hurriedly scolded everyone away with a dark face, leaving only a few people guarding the rice fields. Xiao Han breathed a sigh of relief. Being complimented was also a very tiring thing.
After the people dispersed, Xiao Han and Lao Feng stood on the ridge of the field and looked up: all the ordinary grain in the rice fields in the distance had turned yellow, only the large area of new grain in front of them was just glowing with light green. Two kinds of grains.
The incongruous colors come together, creating an indescribable feeling.
The green rice is growing very well. Perhaps because there has not been much cultivation here before, the fertility is even better than that of Xiao Han. Several overturned trucks in the distance are resting on the ground, as if they are ready to replenish the ground with water at any time.
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"Well, not bad! You put your heart into it!"
Squatting down, he grabbed a rice tree in the field and lifted it up. The rice was not even lifted up, and it looked like it was rooted very firmly. Looking at the leaves again, there were no insects on them, even Xiao Han.
I couldn't help but praise him.
When an old farmer accompanying him heard Xiao Han's praise, the wrinkles on his face seemed to spread with joy. He bowed his hands respectfully to Xiao Han and said, "In return, Mr. Hou, this kind of rice is different from what we grew before.
It’s really different! Not only does it grow fast, but the roots also penetrate deeply! It can also resist pests and I heard that the yield is high, it’s a kind of magical food!”
"What? Monkey Master is here?" Xiao Han didn't hear what the old farmer said behind him, he only heard such a strange name. He couldn't help but look at the old farmer in surprise, wondering if it was Sun Wukong who was here?
Seeing Xiao Han's surprise, Lao Feng stood up and explained to him with a smile: "It's not Mr. Monkey who has arrived, but Mr. Hou's rice! This is how people here remember that it was Mr. Hou who brought them good things.
Seeds, I specially named these new grains Houye Rice, you just misunderstood!"
"Oh..." Xiao Han burst out laughing when he heard this!
I don’t know which idler did this. How come the name is the same as the name of the wine?
When harvesting grain in the future, should I cry or laugh when I say "Collect the rice to the Lord Hou?" But thinking about it again, I am lucky to be called the Lord Hou. If Xiao Han is called, the fun will be even greater.
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Old Feng looked at Xiao Han and shook his head with a wry smile. He thought he was not satisfied with the name. Just as he was about to come over and explain a few more words, he saw Xiao Han stand up and clapped his hands and said:
"Hey, let him name it whatever he wants! But nothing is perfect in this world! This rice grows well, but it must be very labor intensive! In addition, our temperature cannot keep up with the place where they originate.
So if you want to grow them well, in addition to adding fertilizer, you must also choose another place! You can’t just put them here.”
Old Feng seemed to have expected this and was not nervous. He just nodded while stroking his beard.
He had heard Ren Qing talk about how great the rice was when it was grown in Linyi, and later he saw it when the harvest was here in the summer! Although it was also very abundant, it was far from as shocking as what Ren Qing said. At that time, he knew
This should be just an experimental site for this kind of rice, but the real planting place is not here.
"Master Marquis, where do you think it is more suitable to plant this rice?" Old Feng Ditou thought for a while and suddenly asked Xiao Han.
Xiao Han said nothing, but looked eastward along the ditch not far away.
It's not that he just lives on his salary and doesn't work these days. In fact, as early as when the three-season rice matured for the first time, he and Ren Qing sorted out the growth cycle and habits of this new grain.
After the three-crop rice in his own land matures, and once compared with the two phases, he can roughly calculate the impact of temperature and region on its yield and growth cycle.
To Xiao Han, this kind of talk about inferring unknown things based on the known is just child's play, but for Ren Qing, the shock is tantamount to opening the door to a new knowledge!
I still remember that Ren Qing looked like a primary school student with excessive curiosity when he saw the form for the first time! He took Xiao Han to study it all night long!
The two of them kept listing all the known favorable conditions and discussed for a long time before finally deciding that Yueyang and Guangzhou further south were the best places to grow three-season rice!
After all, Xiao Han is no stranger to these two places. After all, the proverb that if Hu and Guang are familiar with each other, the world is full, it has been said for hundreds of years after the Ming Dynasty!
Just by looking at the map, you can see that these two places are absolutely unique in terms of food!
Further south, there may be places more suitable for the growth of three-season rice, but transportation is difficult!
There are only two places, one is close to the Yangtze River, and the other is facing the sea! After all, water transportation is definitely hundreds of times better than the Mara people!
This chapter has been completed!