Wan Lihui thought that Fu Fuer was really a typical figure who supported the time traveling group. Tintin should promote it well. I saw that this girl was quite tall. Although her skin was very dark, her skin looked very moist. I couldn't help but feel a little moved in my heart. Having nothing to say, he said:
"What was your master's wife mumbling about just now?"
"Of course it's not a good thing." Fu Xi covered his mouth and smiled, "You are just a long-term worker. The owner of the house is crazy for allowing you to live in such a good house."
Being treated as a long-term worker, Wan Lihui also smiled bitterly - after all, he was the same as a long-term worker in the Agricultural Committee.
"That's what the head of the family's wife is like." Fu Xi glanced out the door, "The master was so murmuring that he couldn't bear it anymore so he beat his wife. Hee hee. Good beating."
It seems that this lucky wife is usually quite mean to the domestic boys. I have no sympathy for her at all.
"Is this a long luggage? Let me help you pack it."
"Hey, don't bother..."
"It's okay." Fu Xi helped him unpack his luggage, laid out his sleeping bag, took out the teacup, toothbrush and towels and put them away one by one. He also brought a new white wooden basin from outside, poured hot water and helped him twist the towel and wipe his face. Wan Lihuang lived to be 22 years old, and no girl had ever treated him with such care and consideration. He couldn't help but feel flattered and uncomfortable.
"I know you all like to be clean," Fu Xi pursed her lips and smiled, "You have to change your clothes after wearing them for a few days. Master Pen has ordered someone to take a shower and bring it to you in the evening."
While he was busy, Fu Buer came into the house and saw that his face was ashen. Beating his wife was not a pleasant experience after all. Besides, his wife was always beaten and would never admit defeat, so Fu Buer's ancestors were all humiliated, whether he had seen them or not.
In addition, he still feels very uneasy about his participation in the Tiandihui. He is deeply afraid that his wife is a crow's mouth and can always say bad things.
"Are Wan Chang satisfied with this place?" Fu Buer forced a smile.
"Very good, very good." Wan Lihuang saw that his expression was not kind, so he became more careful in dealing with it.
"Bring me some tea!"
"Hey, I'll be here soon."
The two sat opposite each other but said nothing. Fu Buer couldn't speak Mandarin, and Wan Lihui couldn't speak Lingao dialect either, so they had to wait for Fu Xi to bring tea before officially starting to communicate.
Fu Buer was most concerned about the seed problem. He saw that Wan Lihuang was carrying a big bag alone - it was impossible to carry more than 100 acres of paddy field seeds on his back.
"Don't worry, Mr. Fu. Our Tiandi Association will carry out unified cultivation and unified distribution of rice seedlings."
Seedling raising is an important link in rice planting, involving a series of technical issues such as temperature management and base fertilizer for seedling raising.
After discussion, the technical staff of the Committee of Agriculture believed that in this time and space, when the accumulated temperature is insufficient and the rice-rice-wheat rotation is carried out, artificial warming must be used to germinate and raise seedlings when the temperature is low, and wait until the temperature reaches the required level. Seedlings immediately. Artificial warming of seedlings is not a new technology. Farmers in the Jiangnan area have adopted this method for a long time. However, this method has certain technical requirements and high requirements for fertilizers. In order to ensure the quality of the seedlings, Tiandihui decided to adopt This method is to uniformly raise seedlings in the farm's seedling room and then distribute them to the field. It’s not just the aspect of raising seedlings. In the future agricultural production links, there will be more similar methods of unified distribution of agricultural inputs.
Fu Buer thought to himself that this Australian guy was really a ghost. He was probably trying to prevent others from stealing his seeds. But when it’s harvest time, the ground is covered with rice, and you can’t stand it anymore.
Wan Lihuang asked in detail how many people and cows there were in Fu Buer's family. Fu Buer's heart pounded when he asked - Could it be that this world has investigated all the details of each family and then came to "kill pigs"? ? However, people had already come to the door, so he couldn't lie, so he had to explain the situation in detail.
The land owned by Fu Buer's family is entirely cultivated by the family, and no tenants are hired. The farmers include Fu Fuji himself, his wife, two sons and a daughter, a few domestic boys and a long-term worker. When the farming is busy, a few more part-time workers are hired. In addition to rice, there are also sweet potatoes that were imported from the mainland a few years ago. These are the two largest items. There are also various miscellaneous grains: sesame, peanuts, soybeans, mung beans, etc., and there is garden land. The vegetables in the house cannot be sold for money, so they are mainly eaten by themselves and fed to the pigs.
No matter what kind of land is planted, the potential is very limited, and the yield of either rice or sweet potatoes is not high. The family's company chief worked at five o'clock in the morning and slept in the middle of the night. Throughout the year, everyone just has enough to eat and a little savings. This savings must also be saved - Lingao is a place with constant minor disasters, droughts, floods, bandits, and the government's extravagant income tax. Fu Buer always feels that he cannot save money. He once imitated the people on the mainland and planted indigo, madder, tobacco, and even tried to grow sugar cane. But because they couldn't afford to hire a man from the mainland as a foreman, all these adventures failed.
Later, with the strong appetite of the public, Meiyang Village sold a large amount of vegetables, pigs, chickens, ducks, and eggs to Quanfu Vegetable Store, and Fu Buer's family business improved slightly. Now there is another cow in the family.
Wan Lihui wanted to go to the fields again. Fu Buer saw that he had no airs. After arriving, he took a drink of water and went to the fields to check. He felt very sorry and said that it was getting late today and it was raining outside, so he should rest. Just go there tomorrow.
Wan Lihui looked at his watch and saw that it was only around two o'clock in the afternoon. Does this mean it was getting late? I insist on going and seeing it first. Fu Buer had no choice but to ask the chief foreman to accompany Wan Lihui to the fields.
As soon as a few people go out, it becomes a parade. A group of curious people followed them from a distance, pointing and pointing along the way. There are no entertainment activities in such remote rural areas, and watching outsiders is also a traditional way of leisure.
The land of the Fu family is not connected together, because it was obtained by four generations of Fu Buer's great-grandfather, grandfather, father and himself gradually through reclamation, purchase and loan sharking. It is scattered in bits and pieces. There are seven or eight places around the village. There are vegetable fields as small as an acre, and there are also dozens of acres of large paddy fields. The paddy fields have been harvested not long ago and are waiting for the second crop of rice seedlings.
"It would be great if the land could be connected into one piece." Wan Lihui wondered how such fragmented land could modernize agriculture. He looked at the crops in the field and squatted at the edge of the field to look at the soil for a long time. Questioning the talisman:
“Is fertilization done here?”
"There is fertilization." Fu Bu'er said, the fertilizer mainly comes from his own manure pit and manure from the pig pen.
"Give me bean cake?"
Fu Buyer said that there is no local custom of extracting soybean oil. Oil extraction basically uses sesame and rapeseed. The remaining seed cake is generally used to feed pigs.
"There's not enough fertilizer." Wan Lihui shook his head. There is a serious shortage of fertilizer in your land, especially nitrogen fertilizer. Just apply fertilizer to get higher yields.
Fu Bu'er didn't know what nitrogen fertilizer was, but he knew that there was a shortage of fertilizer and insufficient soil. He replied:
"I don't know enough, but fertilizer is hard to find."
In ancient times, there were no chemical fertilizers, only farmyard manure. Farmyard manure sounds very environmentally friendly, green and bourgeois, but it contains very few active ingredients. The nitrogen content of 1,000 pounds of human feces is equivalent to 25 pounds of ammonium sulfate. Farmers spend a lot of time, labor and money collecting fertilizer. For farmers in densely populated areas, there are many sources of accumulated fertilizer. The most convenient is to obtain citizens' feces and domestic garbage from cities. However, the urban population in Lingao is very small, and there is very little fertilizer available in this area.
Wan Lihui remembered that before he came, Wu Nanhai sent people everywhere to investigate the source of fertilizer - it seemed that the Agricultural Committee itself could not get enough fertilizer. I don’t know how the lignite production situation in Nanbao is going and how much the output can be.
Generally speaking, the basic problem of Fu Fujia’s land is the loss of soil fertility. Rice is planted every year, the amount of fertilizer is limited, and there is no habit of planting green manure, resulting in continuous low yield of the land. Wan Lihui knew that this was not an isolated phenomenon in the local area. When they went to the countryside to investigate, they rarely found land where crops grew well. The lack of fertilizer was a major reason.
Fu Fuji himself also has a headache about this, but this problem is not easy to solve. Organic fertilizers have low fertility and require large amounts of fertilizers, so they must be sourced locally. If it is too far away, the labor costs incurred by farmers will not be worthwhile.
Wan Lihui made a plan in his mind after looking at the land and crops everywhere.
He proposed to Fu Buer that the area of late rice planting this year should be reduced by half. Sow seeds only on acres with good soil fertility, and on other acres with poor soil conditions, drain the water and then plant broad beans instead.
Legumes are grown to fix nitrogen. The fertilizer that rice needs most is nitrogen fertilizer. At present, the Heaven and Earth Society is unable to provide a large amount of nitrogen fertilizer immediately, so this method can only be used to increase soil fertility.
After harvesting broad beans, he plans to plant another season of alfalfa as green manure. Alfalfa can be harvested several times, and the harvested stems and leaves are used as feed or compost. The remaining part is plowed in spring to directly press down the rotten soil to add organic matter. In this way, the fertility of the soil can be restored to a certain extent.
When Fu Buer heard that the agricultural technician would ask him to abandon half of the land to plant broad beans and plant grass in winter, he couldn't help but shook his head, saying that this would mean that half of the harvest would be lost. No matter how poor the soil is, there is always something to gain. Who will eat these many broad beans?
"We all want the broad beans you grow."
Beans are now an agricultural product urgently needed by the Council of Agriculture. They are of great use whether they are supplied to canteens, fed to horses or processed into food.
Fu Fuji remained silent. Wan Lihui told him again: It would be no problem to double the yield per mu of rice seeds provided by Tiandihui. Aren't these broad beans just the extra income? There is no need to worry about the outlet of the product - the Council of Agriculture will purchase it. The exchanged coupons can be used to pay Tiandihui service fees, which is a risk-free move.
"Pap tap tap tap" Fu Buer just smoked his hookah without saying a word with a sullen face. Wan Lihui became anxious and said loudly:
"You know the policy! When did our time travel group stop talking about what we say? You have thought about it carefully. It can only be good for you and not bad!"
This had a miraculous effect. Fu Fuji has the experience of being in a prisoner of war camp. Last year, when he was listening to the interrogation outside the tent, he often heard someone inside say sternly: "You understand the policy" - if anyone "doesn't understand", he must He was kicked out and circled endlessly around the fire until he "got it."
Under the coercion of the dictatorship, Fu Fuji finally agreed to his plan, but he made a request in a weak voice: Tiandihui must sign a document with him, guaranteeing to purchase all his broad beans.
"No problem. We will buy as much as you have." Wan Lihui agreed. Broad beans have many uses in the Committee of Agriculture, whether as vegetables or as concentrated feed, and the outer shell of broad beans is an excellent source of nitrogen fertilizer. In the rural areas of Jiangnan, in the old days, every time when broad beans were on the market, farmers had to go to the city to harvest them. Broad bean husks are used as fertilizer.
That night, Fu Fuji and his wife had another fight. Wan Lihui thought that his wife was simply his enemy and would oppose him on everything.
Early the next morning, Fu Buer gathered the whole family together. Wan Lihui was lucky enough to see Fu Buer's wife, a dark and skinny middle-aged woman wearing homespun clothes - nothing like the legendary fat landlord's wife who was covered in silk. The landlady looked at Wan Lihui with suspicion, suspicion and even hatred, which made his hair stand on end.
The three children of the Fu family seemed quite friendly. The girl was the eldest, about sixteen or seventeen years old. Wearing braids like Fu Xi, the two girls were together, whispering from time to time. The two boys were probably in their teens. They look and dress like houseboys.
Wan Lihui greeted everyone with a few polite words and then began to assign work tasks. The first order of business is composting.
"Starting today, everyone except those who are plowing and preparing the land will prepare fertilizer." Wan Lihui said to Fu Buer.
When Fuji heard that he had a way to get new fertilizer, he was naturally happy. He and Changgong went to plow the land, and allocated Fu Qing, Fu Xiang, Fu Xi, and his three children to Wan Lihui for use.
Wan Lihui took his six and a half-year-old children to cut grass outside the village. The large wasteland outside Meiyang Village was covered with all kinds of wild grasses and was lush and green. No one knew what he was doing with the grass because there were no sheep in the area. If the amount of pigweed is too much. Wan Lihui reminds everyone: the more weeds, the better. Try to harvest those bright green, juicy and soft stems and leaves. Cutting grass is the most common job for these half-year-old children. Everyone took out their newly sharpened sickles and cut off a large area in a while. Wan Lihui noticed that the two girls were very fast, but they would often stop to search for something in the fields. He curiously walked over and took a look. It turned out that they were cutting wild vegetables while mowing the grass, and the rattan basket next to them was already half full. Wan Lihui secretly wondered, this landowner obviously has a vegetable garden of his own, but the girl still hunts wild vegetables. This must be too stingy. No wonder the novel says that landlords are always trying to get rich.
After cutting the grass, he took his eldest son Fu Eryin and Fu Xi to the small river outside the village. Wan Lihui looked at the small river carefully. This small river is not only the source of domestic water for Meiyang Village, but also It is a sewer that discharges sewage. The water is green, reeds grow along the river bank, and there is a stench.
"This river stinks!" Wan Lihui frowned. Logically speaking, river pollution in ancient times was not serious, so it shouldn't be so smelly. But what he needs now is the stinkier the better. A crystal clear river is of no use to him.
According to his instructions, a manure scoop, a rattan basket, a wooden rhenium, a shovel, a wooden stick, and a rope were fetched from the yard. Ask everyone to use manure scoops and shovels with extended handles to retrieve river mud and aquatic plants from the river bottom. This novel activity attracted many onlookers - fishing for river mud for composting is unknown locally.
The black and smelly river mud and aquatic plants were piled on the river bank. After a little moisture was removed, they were thrown into baskets and carried load by load to the Fu Buer family's land. Wan Lihui has a full understanding of the hardships and hard work of the ancients. Fu Yijin and Fu Xi, Fu Buer's eldest daughters, have no less burdens than several boys. As for their burden, Wan Lihui himself cannot bear it.
"Okay, our next step is to clean up." Wan Lihui said, taking out all the brooms from Fu Buer's family and giving each person a big basket.
"When you go to the village and you see garbage in the open spaces on the streets, except for broken bricks, tiles and pottery, you just put the rest into the basket and take it back to the field."
A few people looked at me and I looked at you. I wonder what the Australian’s plan was. What was he doing sweeping the land in the village? Can all that messy garbage be used as fertilizer?
So this group of half-grown children, under the command of Wan Lihui, swept and picked up garbage in the village, causing a great sensation in the village. This Australian’s reputation for being clean is certainly not justified! Fu Buer's house is already extremely clean in everyone's eyes, and this Australian young man is actually cleaning the house in the village. Some people also said mean jokes made fun of Fu Fuji: If he doesn't farm well, he will make trouble for no reason and his father will come back and point fingers at home. Some people also think Australians are public-spirited.
Wan Lihui has long noticed that there is a lot of garbage in the village. There are garbage piles almost everywhere in the open spaces on the roadside, and some are simply thrown on the road. This waste cannot be used as fertilizer directly, but after composting, it can become a good farmland base fertilizer.
All kinds of garbage collected from the whole village soon filled the basket: straw from roof repairs, various chicken and duck feathers, broken baskets thrown outside, broken straw sandals, broken wooden basins...
"Wan Chang, are these things used as fertilizer?" Fu Xi finally couldn't help but ask.
"That's right."
Fu Xi did not continue to ask. Wan Lihui volunteered and began to explain to her what organic matter was, what bacterial decomposition was, and why these things could not be used directly as fertilizer... He tried his best to instill the principles of fertilizer into Fu Xi. It's not that he has a strong spirit of cultivating the next generation, but that he can talk to Fu Xi legitimately and gain the infinite admiration in the girl's eyes at the same time! ~!
