The new generation of steam engines has been transformed five times. It is not that the design of this generation of steam engines is unreasonable, but that Yang Heng is experimenting with the best working conditions. In short, he was not a mechanical professional in his previous life, right?

Every adjustment is just a small adjustment, such as the time of inlet and the time of venting. I guess these things, even some masters of first-time design, will not allow this thing to achieve the best work efficiency in one step.

Gradually, Yang Heng's old habit came again, just to leave the matter to his men and he went there to stroll, but in this way, he was not idle either.

"Little Langjun, I called you to check it out and say that the crops are ripe now." The housekeeper came to Yang Heng's side to report.

"Well, okay, I'll go right now." Yang Heng agreed casually. He thought, what kind of crop is it? He is busy with steam engines these days, and he is a little busy and confused.

Ah, by the way, is it a matter of corn and pepper? But I seem to have promised something about this corn and pepper. By the way, it is related to the acquisition of this kind of seed.

The seed was obtained by Haidongqing's family of three, but why did Haidongqing get this seed? By the way, it was a baby, a game between the baby and Haidongqing. It seemed that I promised the baby or something. It didn't take long, so how could I forget it?

Forget it, let’s find the baby. Now she should be off school, and it depends on what she says.

"Brother, you are here and haven't seen you for several months." Seeing Yang Heng's arrival, the baby happily rushed into Yang Heng's arms.

"Baby, they are all older children. They are still so naughty." Yang Heng stroked the baby's head pamperedly. "Brother. The baby will always be a child in front of the elder brother. Even if the baby is eighty, he is also his younger sister."

"Oh, baby, when did you learn to be so philosophical?" "What? This is what my mother said. My mother said, it means that the baby is ninety. In my mother's eyes, it's still a child. The baby just brought the mother's words over." That, but it shocked Yang Heng. How old do I want to live? I really have ambition to see that the baby lives to 90 years old. What does this have to do with ambition?

"Baby, the seeds that Hai Dongqing brought have matured." "Ah, really, the baby wants to follow the elder brother to see the mature grain." So that's it. It's just that the baby wants to see what the grain looks like.

Then it's easy to deal with, just bring these children with you.

"Brother, is the corn growing one by one, and does the pepper still look dry?" Along the way, the baby kept asking.

"I'm so embarrassed, don't say I know you," the other children had never seen each other, so they were less curious. At first, when the baby asked, they also listened curiously, but the baby asked dozens of times along the way, and they felt that their ears were calloused.

"Baby, the outside of the corn cob is covered with green leather, and naturally some are white or yellow leather, with some beards on their heads. The peppers are long and red in shape, which looks so beautiful." Seeing the baby's anxious look, Yang Heng had to answer her over and over again.

"Ah, here, where is the corn? Where is the corn?" When the car stopped, the baby did not wait for the coachman to open the door and set the ladder, but opened the door and jumped down.

"Baby, be careful and don't fall." Yang Heng looked at the baby worriedly. In fact, Yang Heng was a little worried that the carriage was so high. In the past, they took the ladder when they got off the car, but it was just for the sake of image. In the baby's words, I am a little lady, how could I be like a crazy girl?

As a result, she was really a crazy girl after being alone. It seemed that the coachman knew about this and didn't come back. The children all jumped down like dumplings. Yang Heng shook his head helplessly. It seemed that these children were always like this.

"Boss, baby lady, you are here, the corn is there." At this time, the old farmer was already waiting by the side.

"Let's go and take a look." "Our family, this corn is really a good thing. You see, some of them actually have three rods, and they are generally large, and there are also quite a few. According to my estimate, the yield of this corn can reach a level of 700 kilograms per mu." Seven hundred kilograms are already a lot. Yang Heng remembers that the yield of corn in his previous life was more than 2,000 kilograms. If the land acres of this era were slightly smaller than that of this era, the yield of this era would be slightly smaller than that of this era, so the yield of this per mu would be 800 kilograms. You should know that this is a relatively primitive corn seed, not a high-yield corn in later generations. If it has been breeded for several generations, then it is possible to reach more than 1,000 kilograms per mu. This, I thought I had read the information in my previous life that it was just formed at the place of origin of corn at this time, but now it is really amazing to be able to achieve such a high yield. Forget it, don't think about it, isn't it good to have a high yield?

"Baby, you break the first one first, it's your credit." "Well, yes, baby break the first one first." He actually used word breaking. The baby quickly understood it and broke off a corn cob, "What's next." "Pick it up." "Oh." One layer, one layer, the baby peeled the outer skin of the corn. The initial skin was green and yellowish white, and then the color became lighter and lighter. Finally, the last layer was white.

"Oh, brother, what a beautiful pearl corn cob." This is naturally different. The corn cob I first broke off still has moisture, so the particles are very full, making people feel beautiful when I look at it. Yang Heng felt that this rod was half as big as the corn cob in his previous life, and this one could just match the yield of seven or eight white pounds.

"Since you are here, let's break one by one, and you are there." Yang Heng said to the children first, because he saw the children's desire, and then to the old farmers. He himself gently broke off a corn cob. After breaking it off, he peeled off the corn skin, then kept a few skins and tied a knot on his head.

"Look, if you want to do this, hang them on a pole and let them dry slowly."

The output of this corn is not very high. Why? There are more than a hundred seeds, some of which are not produced in it, and some are not grown well in the middle. Naturally, it can be paired with a seed and a rod. Even after it is completely peeled off, there are several more tender rods.

"Okay, let's hang up all these mature ones, and let's cook these immature ones in the pot. Everyone present can try this new species." "Oh, that's great, brother..." The baby suddenly remembered that the elder brother didn't let her say long live, so he forced himself back to the next two words.

"Well, baby can eat a stick alone. Remember, we only eat these, and these will still need to be planted next year and will never be used for eating. Also, arrange for people to collect these straws and let the breeding place take them away to see what the effect is used to feed horses and cows, right?" Suddenly, Yang Heng remembered something, and took out a knife from his body and cut a pole that he thought was good.

"Brother, what are you doing?" The baby was very curious and looked at a pole that Yang Heng peeled open. "Come on, try it." Yang Heng also put it in his mouth while sending it to the baby. It was a bit good. It was indeed the taste in memory, with a faint sweetness. I remember that when he was a child in his previous life, he liked this kind of thing the most. After the corn was harvested, he would slowly taste it with the pole.

"Well, it tastes delicious, it's sweet." The baby's eyes bent and his mouth was moving without idle. The same is true for other children, "Well, it's really sweet."

"Okay, cut down a few pieces as you like this and let the children chew and play with it." Since the children are happy, let them be happy. Whoever eats it is not? After a while, the ground is full of chewed residue. (To be continued...)
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