Niu Jinda is very ugly, with a swarthy complexion, a lion's mouth and a leopard's nose, round eyes and beard, and a tiger's back and waist. This is a burly man who can really run a horse on his arms and stand on his fists.
He is a born soldier, brave and good at fighting, resourceful and resourceful. He will go through fire and water with a single order without regrets. His Majesty Li Er relied on such a large number of soldiers who dared to die to raise the army, bring peace to the world, force the palace, and rule the world. I thought these butchers were killing people like straw.
Seeing everyone's heads is like seeing military achievements. I am always ready to take your head to achieve my dream of reaching heaven, and exchange your bones for a bright future.
But now this unruly tough guy is apologizing to himself. His methods are childish, his words are poor, and his threats are weak. He doesn't have to humiliate himself like this, just because he heard a possibility, the myth of a farm yielding fifteen dan.
He lost his mind and became confused. This is not the reaction that a veteran who has experienced many battles should have. It can only be said that he cares too much about the quality of the crops, how many people are hungry, and how many people will starve to death.
Yun Ye has never experienced such a thing as starvation. Starving for thousands of miles, changing children and eating are just eight words recorded in history books. Lao Niu has experienced it and knows how terrible hunger is.
Yun Ye tried his best to raise his hands, grabbed Lao Niu's sleeves, lifted his legs and walked out. Lao Niu was stunned for a moment. Yun Ye followed him out with a smile.
The rain was still falling slowly. Zhuang Santing moved the potato seedlings out of the pavilion early so that they could be moistened by the rain and dew. The dark green branches and leaves were rustled by the fine raindrops. The short tank with a diameter of one meter quickly
Covered with leaves, for some reason, Yun Ye has never seen potatoes from later generations have such vitality. Could it be that they have been transformed by wormholes? Will seeds undergo mutations when they go into space? Could it be that potatoes passing through wormholes will also change their genes?
Lao Niu happily squatted in the rain and caressed the potato leaves, just like stroking a beloved woman, which made people feel sick. Yun Ye suppressed the malicious suspicion in his heart and said to Lao Niu:
"Uncle Niu, each potato plant yields more than five kilograms per unit, and you can plant 1,500 to 2,000 plants per acre. As long as you plant it, wait for the seeds to germinate and pile up the soil into ridges, and then you just have to wait. As long as it is not a severe drought year,
Fifteen dan is still guaranteed."
Yun Ye knew that in future generations, if the yield of potato cultivation was less than 8,000 kilograms per mu, it would be considered a failure. Considering that one acre in the Tang Dynasty was only 0.871 acres in later generations, and one load was 59 kilograms, so he mentioned the yield of less than 2,000 kilograms because he was afraid of being scared.
These ancients were almost crushed to death if they only said fifteen dan, but if they said 50 dan, they would not be buried in a pit:
"These few potato seedlings are probably the only ones left in the Tang Dynasty. One of my mentor's overseas friends accidentally brought them from far away overseas as a rare food for the teacher to try. The teacher ate two of them.
Hearing about the shocking yield, he planned to try planting. Unexpectedly, his mentor did not last until that moment and passed away in early spring. A peach blossom flood left my nephew in the wilderness. Fortunately, he met Zhang Cheng and others who were delivering food. Hearing that the army was short of
For salt, I helped him make salt. I was so busy that I almost forgot about the potatoes. They were planted in June, and they are not expected to mature until October. By then, it will be clear how much one acre can produce. The uncle was worried.
The world is suffering, and my nephew admires him so much."
Lao Niu was good at cultivating some soil for the roots of the potato seedlings. He ignored his hair that was wet by the rain and looked at the potato seedlings and said to Yun Ye:
"I heard that you are from Lantian, Chang'an. When I checked your past, no one knew anything about you. I saw that you were only fourteen or fifteen years old. At that time, Yang Xuangan in Chang'an was defeated, and 30,000 people were killed.
, there are many innocent people, there are many people in your Yun family, except for Yun Dingxing's family, who are safe, all those involved have destroyed their homes. I guess you are the orphan of those implicated. In troubled times, you are an infant.
It is your good fortune that the young son can meet your master. It is pity for those who have no one to take in them and have no food and clothing. Some are slaves and maids, and some are especially prostitutes. But it is also strange that even if they do all the lowly work in the world, they still remain cautious.
At the Lanshan Ancestral Temple, offerings are made continuously during the four seasons and eight festivals, and they are filled with mahogany plaques. Do you know what’s going on?”
As soon as these words came out, Yun Ye felt as if he had received a heavy punch on his forehead. Stars were rising in his eyes, blood was pouring from his head, there was a fishy smell in his mouth, and blood was trickling down from his nostrils. Blue Mountain Ancestor
How could Yun Ye not know that when his son was eight years old, he specially carved a peach wood name tag and sent it to the ancestral temple for preservation. When he was eighteen, he took it back and carried it with him. Yun Ye's name tag has always been hung around his neck. After he turned eighteen, it was gone.
After taking it off, the mahogany wood had already turned black and red, and was slick with sweat and grease. I raised my hand without feeling any pain, pulled open my clothes, exposed the mahogany brand on my neck, and asked in a ferocious voice:
"But this kind of wooden sign?" This is a standard wooden sign, one inch long, half an inch wide, and one minute thick. Lao Niu looked at the wooden sign around Yun Ye's neck and nodded:
"Yes, that's it. It seems that you don't have many men in the Yun family anymore. Baiqisi saw that all the people coming in and out were women. I guess all the wooden plaques worshiped belong to dead men?"
Yun Ye felt so helpless that he ran to the Tang Dynasty inexplicably. He thought he had no relatives anymore, so he mentioned his life experience casually because the ancestral temple was in Lantian Ancient County on the outskirts of Chang'an. Unexpectedly, there was an ancestral temple in the early Tang Dynasty.
, later generations of the Yun family always thought that the Yun family ancestral hall was only established in the middle of the Tang Dynasty. Thousands of thoughts in my mind were intertwined with each other. I felt that I had a lot to say, but I couldn't say a word. The loneliness and sadness that had been accumulated for many days all disappeared with one breath.
Blood spurted out of the body.
Niu Jinda sighed and carried Yun Ye into the tent. How could this little person react so badly when he heard the news about his relatives? However, living as an orphan for more than ten years was not easy. Hearing the news about his relatives and friends were all suffering.
, no one can bear it. The Yun family, the persistence of those widows, young daughters, and widowers is still reasonable. With this boy in the family, prosperity is just a matter of time. It is a good thing that the blood was vomited just now. I didn’t see the boy’s eyebrows.
Have all the depression dissipated?
Cheng Chumo sneaked in quietly and looked at Yun Ye worriedly. He just passed out and breathed a sigh of relief. He asked Niu Jinda: "Uncle Niu, is Xiaoye okay? Why did he react so much when you told him his life experience? If you had known the reason
My nephew told him that it was okay."
"Tell him, why are you telling him? Tell him that you are checking his background? I am the deputy commander and the official of the inspector. Due to official reasons, the investigation is natural. No one can say anything, but as far as I can see
Come on, this guy offers the method of making salt, improves military rations, and establishes some sanitary regulations. There is nothing to investigate. It is impossible to achieve such a great achievement, let alone the potatoes behind the tent, not to mention fifteen loads.
, as long as I and your father can protect him as a hereditary and irreplaceable marquis. If anyone dares to bully him in Chang'an City, I can put him in a dilemma of life and death."
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