Chapter 197 The whole country is full of fertile soil and fertile land!
Chapter 197: The whole country is full of fertile soil and fertile fields!
It was the first time that the bitter old man saw such a battle, and he was completely stunned. He led everyone to his paddy field in a daze.
Most of the crops in an acre have been harvested. The old man's family is cutting the rice with stone knives. Bundles of golden rice ears are piled in the field, while the little boy is looking for the missing uncut rice ears in the field.
The bitter old man trembled and said: "I...have harvested two acres of land. You can't go wrong. This field is almost an acre in size. When the old man harvests it, Your Majesty, the second elder will know it at a glance!"
Wu Tong nodded as if nothing had happened. He was completely calm and could not see a trace of emotion. However, Yao Yun knew Wu Tong very well, and with a casual glance, he could see the excitement in his eyes that could not be concealed.
Yao Yun had experience in his previous life, and had even seen grains that produced thousands of kilograms per acre. He was naturally very calm at this time, but he also understood the urgent mood of Wu Tong and other people, so he said:
"Come here, help this poor old man harvest the rice!"
"Here!"
Twenty or so fierce palace guards obeyed Yao Yun's instructions, jumped into the fields one by one, drew out their sharp weapons and began to harvest the rice.
Originally, the old man's family had almost finished harvesting, with only a small half left. Now, with more than twenty young and strong laborers, it didn't take long for one acre of rice to be harvested.
After harvesting, there is threshing. A rice barrel is used for threshing. There is a small wooden ladder inside the barrel. People tie the harvested rice and knock it against the wooden ladder inside the barrel, and the drum contents will fall into the barrel.
The old man's family only had one rice barrel, and it took a lot of time to harvest rice from one acre of land. There were two discerning farmers nearby who immediately brought their unused rice barrels.
Soon, three rice barrels were threshing together, and the field was suddenly in full swing.
The palace guards all practiced martial arts and were among the elite soldiers of Xidu. They had good strength and could easily thresh grains quickly and well. The people around them were envious of the good health of the guards.
"The threshing is over, let's get the bucket of dendrobium and weigh it!" someone shouted excitedly.
Dendrobium and dou are both tools for weighing grain, and they are also units. One stone is equal to two dendrobium and ten dou.
The actual weighing time has come, and everyone's heartstrings have been shaken. It depends on whether the yield per mu is doubled as the bitter old man said.
There is no small matter regarding food. In the eyes of the people, this matter is as big as the sky!
The "calm" Wu Tong couldn't sit still at this time. Watching the palace guards weighing him, he was also very nervous. He stroked his goat's beard several times in a few breaths and almost pulled it off.
Wu Tong tilted his head and asked Yao Yun in a low voice: "Your Majesty, do you think it is a coincidence? Is this acre of rice not as good as the old man said?"
Yao Yun smiled slightly, picked up an ear of rice and played with it in his palm: "Second Elder, you will know just by looking at this ear of rice. It is richer and fuller than the ears of rice in other fields. Don't worry, even if it cannot triple, it will double."
Twice is not a problem, the bitter old man also said that one acre of land is worth two or three acres before, just take a look!"
In this era, one mu of paddy field produced more than one stone of grain per mu, which is one to two hundred grains. Doubling the yield per mu would only be about two to three hundred kilograms.
You must know that the average rice yield in the ancient Ming Dynasty in the previous world reached more than 600 kilograms. In this world, there are mysterious existences such as vitality, the grain seeds are better, the land is more fertile, and its potential is far greater than imagined.
Wu Tong nodded and didn't say much. Instead, he and Yao Yun stepped forward to watch the grain weighing.
"Two huks of dendrobium are filled, which is equivalent to one stone of grain. In the past, the old man Ku's family only had so much in one acre of land. Now it's better, and there is still so much left to fill!"
"Don't make any noise. There is still a lot of rice. Only a small part of it is filled. Haotian, I am not blind. This is not a fertile land. How can it produce two or three stones per hour?"
"The old man didn't lie. The yield per mu actually doubled, no, it may be even more!"
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You can tell autumn by looking at a leaf. The farmers who are digging in the fields don't know arithmetic, but they can be sure that the old man is not lying based on their feelings. The yield per mu will be doubled, just a lot more.
Wu Tong also saw the signs and murmured to himself: "The yield per mu has actually doubled. This filthy fertilizer can have such a miraculous effect!"
At this time, Wu Tong's eyes were fixed on the palace guards weighing the millet. He had completely believed in the fact that the grain had doubled, and now it all depended on how much the yield per mu would be.
One Dendrobium, another Dendrobium, and another Dendrobium.
After each dendrobium is filled, the people will cheer.
After loading six bushels of dendrobium, there was still rice, so I packed two more bushels of rice.
Seeing that all the rice was weighed, Wu Tong couldn't calm down at all and laughed three times: "Six bushels and two bushels of dendrobium, the yield of one acre of land is more than three stones. This can be called fertile soil and good land!"
When they heard the words "fertile soil and fertile land", the eyes of the people shone with excitement.
As we all know, only fertile soil and fertile land can produce more than three stones per mu.
For example, the king of the neighboring country Izumo has a lot of fertile land and fertile fields. It is precisely because of this that the country's national power is strong, far exceeding that of other vassal countries.
Thinking of this, Wu Tong trembled with excitement.
Izumo Country has very few fertile fields with a yield of three stones per acre, but as for Xi Country... If it is true as the king said, fertilization can turn ordinary cultivated fields into fertile fields, then the entire land of Xi Country will be
Become fertile soil and fertile farmland!
What a scene this must be!
Wu Tong was a bit unimaginable.
Other people were shocked when they saw this scene. The filthy fertilizer could actually turn ordinary farmland into fertile soil.
Some people have the mentality of saying that the grapes are sour because they cannot eat the grapes. They think that the rice is watered with filth. It must not be as sweet as their own rice, and it probably smells faintly of feces and urine.
So a man grabbed a handful of millet and prepared to put it in front of his nose and smell it.
"What are you doing?" Wu Tong was excited. When he saw some people doing something to the grain, he stopped immediately.
The commoner was startled and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty, Second Elder, don't get me wrong, I am not stealing food, I am just thinking about whether this grain will taste if it is raised with filth..."
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Originally the man wanted to say whether there was a smell, but thinking about the king and the second elder in front, he expressed it tactfully and euphemistically.
When Yao Yun heard this, he couldn't help but feel funny. He is really talented and has great imagination.
Wu Tong did not laugh when he heard this, but nodded solemnly. He seemed to think that what the man said was somewhat reasonable, so he waved his hand and said, "Do you hear it?"
When the bitter old man saw this, he quickly said: "There is no smell, just like other fields."
Wu Tong and the other people ignored him and looked at the farmer holding rice.
After getting permission from the second elder, the farmer immediately took the rice and smelled it carefully.
He didn't find anything, so he took another sniff, and soon he said: "No, there is only a fragrance of grass and trees. That is the smell of rice, it's so fragrant!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked. The people had mixed feelings in their hearts. They were happy and regretful at the same time. If they had known that they would also use fertilizer, they would be the ones who would have a good harvest!
Wu Tong also tried it. There was no smell and it was good food. Wu Tong was very excited for a moment. With fertilizer, wouldn't it mean that... the whole country would be fertile and fertile?