When Bai Song was worried about money, good news came from Mang County.
The potatoes are ripe in the first season.
Early in the morning, Uncle Qu came to Jixian County to spread the news and stopped by to see his daughter.
Potatoes were the first seeds sown by the Bai Song Dynasty in the Tang Dynasty. After a year of exploration and cultivation by the ancients, a potato took root and sprouted in the Tang Dynasty, and then expanded to ten acres of fields.
But now, ten acres of potatoes have been harvested. The harvest results have left the two old farmers of the Qu family stunned and unable to believe it.
Uncle Qu came today and brought only one cart, only a few hundred kilograms.
But his excitement didn't stop. When he saw Bai Song, he couldn't wait to speak: "My dear nephew... the potatoes are harvested! The potatoes are harvested."
"Just harvest it. How much is the production?"
At this point, Uncle Qu swallowed his saliva and was very excited: "It's too much. What we took today is only a small part of one acre. If the estimate is correct, the yield per acre is nearly two thousand kilograms!"
"Two thousand catties?" Bai Song frowned slightly, obviously not very satisfied with the whole number.
Bai Song knew the data on the yield per mu of potatoes. Most of the modern potatoes grown can achieve a yield of more than 6,000 jins per mu. With good planting technology, the yield can even reach 10,000 jins per mu.
The yield of the potatoes planted by Uncle Qu was only two thousand kilograms per mu. There must be some problems with the planting technology.
Bai Song was calculating in his mind, but he didn't know that this number was far beyond Uncle Qu's imagination.
A harvest of three hundred kilograms per mu of grain in the Tang Dynasty was considered a good harvest.
A crop that can produce more than two thousand kilograms per mu is simply a god.
Moreover, potatoes do not have high requirements for climate and have no specific requirements for solar terms. They mature quickly and can be harvested in three or four months.
Looking at the entire world, no crop has so many innate advantages.
Potatoes are very filling, and they are very malleable. They can be fried, fried or boiled, and they will have a unique flavor no matter how they are cooked. It can definitely become a staple food for people.
Youzhou has experienced border wars and the chaos of the Holy Lotus Sect. Refugees have appeared in some remote areas, and food is in short supply everywhere.
Even farmers like Uncle Qu realized that with this potato, the current food problem could be solved, and the potato harvest would play a decisive role in the world.
That's why Uncle Qu was so excited. He wanted to take Bai Song to the fields right away and let him see what should be done with these tens of thousands of pounds of potatoes?
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On that day, Bai Song specially took Qing'er out to see his private property in the fields outside Mang County.
Others didn't understand Bai Song's thoughts, especially the women at home. They didn't know why they brought that enchantress with them.
Bai Song's thoughts were very simple. He just wanted Qing'er to see the beautiful scenes of people working in the fields in peace, to see the joy of harvest on everyone's faces, and to let Qing'er know how wonderful it is to have peace in the world.
The Bai Song Dynasty bought a lot of land, but never really looked at it.
A carriage left the city from Ji County and walked west for less than half an hour. Yellow wheat fields came into view.
In Youzhou, this is an unprecedented spectacle.
Years of Turkic turmoil have led to the abandonment of fields in Youzhou. In people's memory, the fields in Youzhou are only loess and weeds, and the world is desolate. Who would have thought that there would be acres and acres of wheat fields?
Qing'er quickly noticed all this in the car. She opened the curtain and looked at the golden sky between the sky and the earth in disbelief. There were dots of old farmers farming there, old dogs chasing butterflies, and the aroma of wheat coming to her nostrils. The vast ocean reflects the blue sky, the vast land connects the distant mountains, and the breath of life is everywhere.
"When did anyone start farming here?"
"Hmph!" Dong Xiang, who was sitting next to him, snorted, "You don't know yet, right? My young master started preparing to cultivate these fields a year ago. Otherwise, how would the wonders of today be possible?"
"Mr. Bai, is it you?" Qing'er was a little surprised. Not only was the sudden appearance of the fields outside surprising, but also Bai Song's actions. Qing'er really couldn't think of it. With Mr. Bai's character, how could it be possible? Go farming and become a landowner?
Bai Song said to the driver outside: "Stop the car."
The carriage stopped, and Uncle Qu and the driver sat outside. The driver opened the curtain for Bai Song, and Uncle Qu got out of the car first and went to the fields to greet the old farmers working.
"Come here quickly. Today, my boss is here to see you. Knowing that you are all working hard, I have prepared sour plum soup for you, which is only available in the county."
Boss?
For the old farmers, this is definitely the most mysterious figure in their hearts.
It was this owner who proposed a novel subcontracting cooperation model. The owner would produce the seeds from the fields, and the farmers would only need to carry out farming on a large scale according to the requirements. All actions would be under the command of Uncle Qu. When the fields are harvested, each family would get a 50-50 share. , distribution according to work, more work will get more, less work will get less.
At first, the people were not very interested, but the boss was so generous that before the first crop was harvested, all people who participated in the work would receive a basic salary and daily meals.
At first, most people came for the free food.
But as time passed, they saw various crops growing. Every crop in the field was different from what they had seen before. They were obviously wheat, but the seedlings grown by their boss were better than what they had seen before. , the output will at least quadruple.
Especially the potatoes that I have never seen before, they are amazing.
Yesterday it was announced that it was ready to be harvested. As soon as we made an estimate, the yield per mu was 2,000 kilograms!
Simply unbelievable.
The old farmers were aroused and felt that they would gain a lot from farming with their boss. They no longer thought about the free food every day. They all wanted to admire the true face of their boss. In the future, everyone was counting on their boss to get rich.
Hearing Uncle Qu's shouting, the old farmers stopped what they were doing and came over to see their boss.
When I saw that my boss was a young and wealthy scholar, I was even more surprised.
When Bai Song met the old farmers, he put down his dignity and thanked them for their labor and dedication, which moved the old farmers to tears.
After taking another sip of the sour plum soup that is only available in the city, all the old farmers want to throw their lives and blood with their boss. Such a boss is too good.
Of course, Bai Song mainly accompanied Qing'er for a walk.
When we arrived at the wheat field, the sun was blazing and hot, making everyone sweat.
Bai Song looked at the sky and squinted at the sun: "The wheat will be ripe in another month. Most of the fields in Youzhou are deserted. Now there are no Turks as hidden dangers. The people here have no worries. This situation will soon happen." Spread it out in Youzhou, and then there will be no more hungry people."
"Young Master started preparations a year ago. Did you know that the Tang Dynasty would definitely defeat the Turks as early as a year ago?"
Bai Song nodded without being cryptic.
Qing'er frowned and asked, "Why? Why is the young master so sure?"
"Society must always progress, and people must look forward and be full of hope for the future, and not live in the past."
Qing'er nodded and said nothing, but she guessed the young master's intention of taking her out.
Qing'er didn't like Mr. Bai's attempt to change her behavior, but she was touched that Mr. Bai was so considerate of her.
From the front, Bai Song waved: "Let's go, I'll take you to see my potatoes. All the big things you and I plan next will depend on them."
