Ji Qingyao thought of Ji Xiuwen. Four days had passed since she was sold. She didn't know what he would think after finding out that his daughter was sold by his wife. Ji Yunyuan should have returned to Dahe Village long ago. After learning that his parents Will you do something extraordinary after you have the idea?
It's just that these are not things she should care about anymore, and they have nothing to do with her.
"You are a hunter and don't know how to grow crops, so you are not afraid that you will suffer a loss if you buy these seeds and fail to plant them."
Uncle Mei didn't know that the child dressed as a teenager in front of him wanted to buy seeds even though he didn't know how to farm. He couldn't understand the reason why she did this.
"I can learn if I don't know. As the old saying goes, failure is the mother of success. Failure is not terrible. The terrible thing is that you don't know how to face it. Everyone will face failure, but behind some failures there are some successes. secret."
Ji Qingyao thought for a while and then said another sentence that goes like this: "Practice makes true knowledge, and practice makes true talents. Everyone knows that everything is difficult at the beginning, but if you have to weigh the gains and losses of everything you do, then life will not be very good." tired.
To put it another way, if I grow it carefully, everyone will be in luck, and there will be another kind of food that can satisfy their hunger. Even if there is no loss, it’s just me.”
"Shopkeeper, shopkeeper, here it is." While several people were talking, two boys came out each dragging a sack.
Ji Qingyao looked for the sound and visually estimated that each bag should be about fifty kilograms, but she didn't know how much they had or what she was looking for.
Several people looked at the young man together. When the sack was dragged closer, the two of them quickly untied the ropes that bound the sacks in front of them.
When the two bags were opened, long thin buds sprouted directly from one bag, but no buds sprouted from the other bag, but the appearance was not very good.
Ji Qingyao felt a little happy because the sprouts were potatoes, so it was good to take them back and plant them directly. The other bag of sweet potatoes looks a little wilted, but it doesn't affect planting.
"Young Master, look at this..." The shopkeeper looked at the two bags and didn't know how to ask, but Ji Qingyao wanted something.
The boy who said he had seen something before looked at the pink buds in his pocket and stammered: "Shopkeeper, this...how did this become like this? It didn't seem like this when...it was originally delivered. "Such"
"There's nothing strange about this. This thing will germinate after being left for a long time because it will germinate if it is covered with heat. It's just that you can't eat it after budding. If you eat it, you will be poisoned."
When several people heard that the one that sprouted was poisonous, they quickly moved away. Ji Qingyao was speechless. She said she would be poisoned only after eating it, but she didn't say she would be poisoned just by looking at it. Were the ancients so timid and precious about their lives?
Except for Ji Qingyao, everyone present did not recognize this thing. Everyone looked at the things in their pockets and then at Ji Qingyao. He came over with a beard and picked up the sweet potato and asked her: "Little brother, you said this thing is from Fanbang." Yes, it was also said to be highly productive, how did you get it?”
"A few years ago, I went hunting in the mountains and rescued a man who looked different from us. When he woke up, in order to thank me, he gave me a few potatoes." As Ji Qingyao said this, he pointed at the one that was full of buds. pocket.
"Later I asked him what it was, and he said it was a specialty of his hometown. Every household there grows this crop. He said that experienced farmers can grow it twice a year, and the yield per mu can be as high as two crops. Three thousand jins, even a novice grower can reach 1,000 jins without any problem.”
"When he left, he drew me several samples of high-yielding crops, told me how to plant them, and said he would bring me some seeds from their country if we had the chance to meet. I never saw him again, and he left it to me. I was so hungry that I roasted and ate some of the potatoes. Over the years, whenever I had the opportunity, I went to the seed shop to look for such things, but no one had ever seen them.”
Several people present heard the sound of gasping at the same time when they heard that the yield per mu could weigh more than a thousand kilograms.
"You... you... you just said that the yield per mu can be... as big as..." The bearded man was speechless after hearing this.
In the Daji Dynasty, the best rice cultivation area in Jiangnan was only about 500 jins per acre. Normally, farmers only had 300 to 400 jins per acre. I suddenly heard that there was grain that could produce over 1,000 jins per acre. Who would listen? Excited.
What Ji Qingyao did not say was that the potato yield per mu improved by scientific and technological personnel in later generations was around 5,000 jins, and in some areas it could reach 8,000 jins. She was a novice in farming and had theoretical knowledge but zero practice.
But she believed that the potato seeds purchased from the space should have a yield of one thousand kilograms per mu. Then she would follow the above method and plant one acre to test the yield.
