On this day, Old Man Wang pulled Xu Wei out of the military camp and said: "Captain, you are not only the commander-in-chief of the soldiers, but also the commander-in-chief of more than 200,000 people. There are so many things going on in Mayi, how can you stay in the military camp all the time?"
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Xu Wei smiled and said: "The daily affairs of Mayi are not done without you and Old Man Niu! Moreover, I and the army do have important things to do!"
Old Man Wang said angrily: "It's a big deal for me to find you! It's already the autumn harvest season. Although we don't have much wheat in Mayi, we have planted a lot of vegetables. Now is the time to harvest."
"It turns out it's autumn harvest time!"
Xu Wei looked at the rare wheat fields next to Mayi City, which were now golden yellow. The wind blew the waves of wheat, making a rustling sound, which made people feel very comfortable. In the wheat fields, many people were harvesting wheat.
These are wheat grown by local people, covering about 10,000 acres. Although Xu Wei targeted the local tycoons, he did not forcibly confiscate the people's land.
The local people were afraid from the beginning, but they found that Xu Wei and the others did not infringe on them, and they helped Xu Wei do things so that they could have enough to eat. They immediately became the first batch of migrant workers in Xu Wei's hands.
They also helped Xu Wei build a new city during the off-season. They didn't have much money, and they mainly wanted Xu Wei to have three meals a day and meat every few days.
At the same time, because of working together and understanding each other, these people quickly integrated together. There were many people who were familiar with these people in the wheat fields to help them harvest wheat.
Because of the hundred-refined sickle provided by the ironworks, the harvesting efficiency is very fast, and the harvesting farmers also smile very happily.
Xu Wei sighed: "It's a pity that the wheat yield is too low! And the number of wheat fields is too small."
Xu Wei looked at the sparse wheat and estimated that the yield per mu might be a little over 1 to 2 shi, which meant that Mayi had increased its grain reserves by less than 30,000 shi at most.
This would be considered a dead harvest in modern times, but in this era it can barely be considered a good harvest. Although the land in Mayi is too barren and there is no chemical fertilizer, everyone can only plant sparsely.
And the people were laughing so happily because all the powerful lords had run away. The harvest on the land was their own, and there was no government to collect taxes. There were thousands of Mayi aborigines and about 30,000 shi of food.
It belongs to them, with an average of 30 shi per person and 1,800 kilograms of grain per person. This is an unprecedented bumper harvest for the people of Mayi.
This is the advantage of getting rid of the rentier class. Even in a poor place like Mayi, the people can still have enough to eat.
Old Man Wang said: "There will be more next year. By then there will be millions of acres of wheat here, enough to feed us all.
Then Old Man Wang continued: "I want to plant winter wheat after purchasing vegetables. Although the harvest of the newly opened land is not high, it can be used for a few months. Next year we will plant another batch of soybeans, so that the land can slowly become fertile.
stand up!"
Xu Weidao: "This is a good thing. Of course I support it. Uncle, just arrange for everyone to plant it!"
Xu Wei, a city man, doesn't really know much about farming. Of course, he can still talk clearly when it comes to theory, but when it comes to practice, he is completely wrong. Therefore, he is very self-aware and leaves these specific matters to Old Man Wang, who has been farming for dozens of years.
People who live in the fields.
Old Man Wang said angrily: "It would be nice if it was that simple. Although after one month of land reclamation, we have reclaimed 600,000 acres of land, it was cultivated by 140,000 people. How will these fields be divided?
If you, a handsome guy like you, don’t show up, how dare I, old man, make the decision!"
"600,000 acres, that's too little!" 140,000 people reclaimed wasteland. If distributed equally, each person would have less than 5 acres, and these are all raw lands. Having 1 stone in the first year is considered a blessing from God, that is,
It is said that even one person cannot be fed by just farming. Naturally, this cannot be distributed equally.
Xu Wei thought for a while and said: "Just find 10,000 experienced farmers and let them plant. Others will continue to open up wasteland. We will try to open up 1 million acres of fields before it snows. I tell everyone to be patient for a year and wait."
When the fields are enough, they will be distributed together.
We will then find ways to build water canals, turn all this land into irrigated land, and get some soil fertilizers, so that we can produce 3 million shi of grain next year, so that Mayi can barely be self-sufficient in grain."
When it came to sowing grain, Xu Wei immediately thought of a picture of a wooden cart and said immediately: "Old man Wang, ask who has seen a columbine. It is said that this thing can sow more than 600 acres of land in one day. If we can make a column cart,
Now, this 600,000 acres of land can be solved with thousands of columbists.”
Old Man Wang smiled and said: "I used a columbine when I was young, but to say that you can sow more than 600 acres in one day is just nonsense. You can sow more than 100 acres in one day at most!"
Then Old Man Wang sighed and said: "It's just that as the population of Jizhou increased, there were fewer people using it. The old man looked back and saw if he could find someone to make it."
Speaking of the columbine, Xu Wei thought of the threshing machine and the windmill that he had seen when he was a child. These agricultural tools were much more efficient than the current agricultural tools of the Han Dynasty. It happened to be the autumn harvest season. If such a machine could be manufactured,
The batch of farm tools should be a big hit!
So Xu Wei told Old Man Wang his thoughts!
Old Man Wang said: "These are good farm tools, but captain, you said it too late. Now even Mayi has begun to harvest, while other places have already harvested. Moreover, it takes time for you to make these mechanisms and transport them."
It also takes time. If you send these machines out, I’m afraid the autumn harvest will be finished!”
Xu Wei thought that this made sense, but he still said: "Even if we can't build a few units, we will always need them here in Mayi, and even if we don't need them this year, they will always be needed next year. Let's prepare early to save the need for next year."
It’s a rush.”
"And I heard that Shanggu County is also farming. They are further north and have just started their autumn harvest. Maybe they can sell a batch of agricultural tools to the field soldiers in Youzhou! Even our other products can enter Youzhou and Jizhou through waterways."
Maybe Xu Wei and Liu Bei are destined to be together. He is the first generation of farmers in Shanggu and Daijun. The Yellow Turban soldiers they captured were all placed on both sides of the Sanggan River!
Xu Wei drank the water of Sanggan River with them, and could go to Shanggu and Daijun by going down the river, so he had such an idea!
But Old Man Wang said: "I'm afraid they won't use our anti-thief stuff!"
Xu Wei smiled and said: "I see that Liu Bei is also a practical person and doesn't care about this. He also has to support more than 100,000 people, so the pressure will be no less than us! He must be more short of money than us!"
Xu Wei was a rebel who could confiscate the houses of wealthy nobles to obtain primitive accumulation, but Liu Bei was an official. It was naturally impossible to confiscate the houses and exterminate the clan.
Old man Wang didn't know much about Liu Bei, but he could tell that Xu Wei had a good impression of Liu Bei, so he didn't say anything more!