vrcanaries Chapter 1090 High Rice Yield
Chapter 1090 High Rice Yield
Even though they are rich now, they still cannot eat meat every meal and they are reluctant to do so.
All the things the Zhou family gave me were good things, but I had never eaten this fruit and had never seen it sold in the market. If I wanted to eat it, I could only go to the county town or the provincial capital, and it was not cheap per pound.
And these pastries, which looked high-end, were the kind they couldn't bear to eat.
Several families accepted it happily. The Zhou family really gave so many things, everything was good. Moreover, Wu Ya personally brought people to the door, which gave them enough face.
This step was also taken down naturally, and even if it wasn't taken down, they couldn't do anything to others.
It was worth it to get these things for free after falling down. Just these two big pieces of meat, about 20 pounds, are enough for the family to eat for many days. They usually only buy such big pieces during festivals.
When Wu Ya went back and told everyone about their reactions, Li was relieved. "Fortunately, we all live so close to each other. If we really became enemies, that would not be good."
Wu Ya said, "In fact, there are so many people living in a village, and there are all kinds of people. It is inevitable to have quarrels with others. In our village, it is common for two families to quarrel today and two families to quarrel tomorrow."
Li said, "Of course I know this, but our family is different now. There are so many people watching us. If we don't grasp the right balance, we will be accused of bullying others by taking advantage of our power, and it will be bad for our reputation if it gets out."
This may also be the inconvenience of living in the village.
Zhou Guo said: "Mom, I will leave tomorrow. Things in the north are almost done. I want to go to the South River."
The rice in Nanhe has been harvested, but she still wants to go down and take a look.
Li stared at her, "You are going to Nanhe, right? Not somewhere else?"
The child has been away from home less and less in recent years, and she is worried that if she goes out, she will go south again.
Zhou Guo said: "Don't worry, I will go to Nanhe and not go to the south for the time being. I can't leave here."
There are so many things to do, and when Mo Da and his group come back, she plans to ask them to transport some food south.
I probably won’t go south this winter.
Li reminded him, "If you want to go, you can't keep silent. You have to write to your family, otherwise we won't be able to find you."
"I understand." Zhou Guo nodded obediently, "I'm just going to see how the harvest is over there, and I'll be back after I'm done."
If nothing serious happened, she would have to stay at home to make compost and grow cloud fungus.
These two things were not small matters, but he could do them while waiting for news from the front. Xu Sibei had been gone for several months, but there was no news at all, like a fish gone to the sea.
The next day, she left with her people, and this time the old man also went with them.
Two groups of people have already gone south with food. Nanhe was originally short of manpower, and now it is even shorter. When there are fewer people, things will get chaotic, and when there is chaos, mistakes are likely to be made.
The old man wants to go over and reorganize the escort agency.
Zhou Guo apologized, "Master, I'm so sorry that you still have to work at your age."
The old man was unhappy. "I'm not that old. If I can live to be 80 or 90, I can still live for another 20 or 30 years. Do you really want me to die a long time ago?"
Zhou Guo couldn't help laughing, "No, I'm just afraid of tiring you out."
The old man waved his hand and said, "No need. It's just that the world is in chaos now and several trade routes are blocked. Otherwise, I have to go to the capital again and then to Jiangnan. Jiangnan, you haven't seen it, it's beautiful, very beautiful!"
He has not worked for many years. He can do whatever he wants, eat whatever he wants, and has no shortage of silk and satin.
It is impossible to imagine such good days ten years in the future, and I can only dream about it on weekdays.
He played too much and felt bored when he was idle, so it was good for him to have this thing to do.
Zhou Guo said: "Then wait a few years, let's go to Jiangnan and see how beautiful the misty Jiangnan is."
A dozen horses galloped towards the Nan River.
The autumn harvest in Nanhe has ended and the fertilizer money has been collected.
Quanzi has already recorded all of these.
She flipped through the account book and couldn't help but smile: "Nanhe is Nanhe. The income of one prefecture city is almost equal to the income of two prefecture cities in the north."
This is the income from Kang'an and Ningping combined.
This is because Nanhe does not have enough manpower, otherwise it could at least be as powerful as three prefectures. Nanhe is indeed rich!
Quan Zi said, "Yes, I was shocked when I saw this number before. I checked it several times to make sure it was correct. The terrain here is flat and there are few mountains. It is indeed suitable for farming."
This batch of grain has not been put into storage and is now piled up in various granaries. There will be enough grain left for each farm to eat, and after it is sold in the shops, it will be sent south.
It is the autumn harvest season, and although there is no shortage of food in those places, there is probably not much surplus.
This batch of food is to be reserved for the front line.
After the autumn harvest, there was still no news from Qian Duo, and no one knew how the harvest would be this year. If it was not good, we would have to transport grain over several times.
She was flipping through the book while thinking about something, and was stunned when she saw the rice harvest recorded in the account book: 5.34 shi per acre.
She looked at the number and asked Quanzi, "Is this five stones three and four equal production?"
"Yes." Quanzi rubbed his hands excitedly. "This year our paddy fields have a very good harvest. The best land can produce six dan per mu, and some can produce more than four dan, but the most is still five dan and five or six dou. This number is only possible in wheat fields, but only the best land can produce it. The yield of rice is much higher than that of wheat."
An acre of land can produce several more buckets of grain. How much more grain can such a large piece of land produce?
Zhou Guo said, "Next year, we will plant rice all over our farm. We will get several more buckets of grain per mu of land. The extra grain from hundreds of hectares of land will be enough for many people to eat."
Quanzi was a little embarrassed. "Land near the river is fine because it can draw water. But how can we plant crops in land without a river?"
Zhou Guo said: "Then dig a pond and store water, and try to plant rice on all the land in the farm. If there is really no way and there is not enough water, we can only plant wheat. Pick the best seeds, it won't be bad."
She still has some money in her hands. There are not many farms in Nanhe, so she still has enough money to dig a few ponds.
It took two days to finish reading Nanhe's account books.
She found the account book of the old manor and handed it to him, "Master, this is the account book of your manor, take a look."
The old man didn't look at it. "I can't read a few words, let alone understand the account book. You take it."
Zhou Guo said, "Here's what I was thinking. The farm produces so much food, and you can't eat it all anyway. Why don't you sell it to me? I'll give you money, and the food will belong to me. Is that okay?"
The old man said, "What do you mean give me money? I don't manage this farm. You can keep it yourself. I'm an old man. I have everything I need for food and clothes. I also get dividends from the escort agency every year and monthly allowances. I can't spend all of them. Why do I carry so much money with me? I don't want it. You can keep it yourself."