"We did make an appointment. Boyang is now the commander-in-chief of the trapped army. He is not a professional storyteller. You have to listen to wonderful stories and let Uncle Gao tell them to you. He has rich combat experience." Lan Tian shook his head slightly.
Gao Shun looked embarrassed when he heard this, "I'm not as eloquent as Mr. and Boyang, and I can't tell any stories..."
Lan Tian smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't know how to tell stories. I think these children would also like to hear about sharing war experiences occasionally. You can also let Lu Tie and the others tell them. There is a lot of teaching from Huben Martial Arts Hall."
"It makes sense." Gao Shun nodded.
Lan Tian then stood up and greeted everyone: "Boyang wants to see the rice in Champa, do you want to come together?"
"It's okay, let's go." Gao Shun looked at Lan Ji and extended the invitation.
Lan Ji originally wanted to go back to the juvenile camp, but seeing Gao Shun's burning eyes, he couldn't refuse the future prison camp.
The group of people rode their horses and whipped their whips and headed straight to the experimental field outside the north gate of Guangzhou.
Lanyuan Dama looked around, but did not see the green seedlings in his heart. He only saw agricultural researchers dressed as farmers, driving cattle and plowing the ground. Someone cooperated and buried the planted green manure under the mud. On the wasteland next to the experimental field , piled with bunches of yellow straw.
"Ah...the Champa rice has been harvested?" Lan Yuan was shocked when he saw this. He remembered that at Hoi An Port two months ago, the green seedlings were only a few inches tall. He personally supervised the loading. He couldn't help but sigh that the growth rate was too fast. quick.
Lan Tian nodded in affirmation: "The growth cycle of Champa rice is only fifty or sixty days, and you have been on the road for nearly two months. It is reasonable to complete the harvest now. If it were not for transportation and transplantation, these hundreds of plants would have matured faster. , with this miraculous crop, it can effectively solve people’s livelihood.”
"Are there a lot of shriveled grains and empty shells? How is the yield compared to the original rice?" Lan Yuan asked.
"Currently, it accounts for a large proportion, and the yield is slightly worse than the original rice. However, this is only the first transplantation and planting, and there has been no selection and breeding. There will be big changes after a few seasons of planting." Lantian nodded and analyzed. .
"Since our rice seeds are not as good as ours, why should father work hard to cultivate them? Isn't this a waste of time?" Lan Ji doesn't know much about crops and doesn't understand the magic of Champa rice at all.
"Zhong Ling, it's fifty or sixty days old." Lan Yuan reminded.
"So what?" Lan Ji was still confused.
Lantian explained with a smile: "In a sunny place like Jiaozhou, Champa rice can be harvested three times a year. If it is in Jingnan and other places, it can also be harvested two crops. It only takes less than 60 days from planting to harvesting." , how much time does it take for three seasons in a year?"
Lan Ji nodded: "It takes one hundred and eighty days. Doesn't it mean that the rice production in Champa is not high?"
"There are three hundred and sixty-five days in a year, and it takes half a year to plant three crops of rice. The time saved can allow people to rest and grow some supplementary grains and vegetables. Nowadays, it takes five months to grow single-crop rice in the north, and it takes five months to grow double-crop rice in the south. It takes nearly four months, and the time advantage can make up for a lot of the gap. Moreover, this rice species is drought-resistant and does not choose soil. The land requirements are not as high as other crops. This is its second biggest advantage." Lantian continued to explain.
"No wonder paddy fields and dry fields are being cultivated. This move by Mr. has really benefited the people." Gao Shun couldn't help but sigh.
Lan Tian shook his head gently, "Boping, don't say that. This rice seed was brought back by you and Boyang. Its significance is greater than the recovery of Rinan, but it will take many cultivations before the seeds can be promoted."
"As long as people are willing to work hard, they won't go hungry in the future?" Lan Ji continued to ask.
Lan Tian was noncommittal and replied with a serious face: "Whether the people will starve in the future will not only depend on whether they are hardworking, but also whether natural disasters occur frequently, how well the local government stores store food, whether the people in power in the DPRK can treat the people well, and whether the landlords Whether the powerful annex the land, etc., all have a great relationship, and no matter how magical the grain is, it cannot be solved once and for all."
Lan Yuan agreed with certainty: "It seems that apart from natural disasters, it mainly depends on man-made disasters. The king loves the people like his son. In the future, when he conquers the world, he will treat the people well, so father does not have to worry..."
Lan Tian shook his head after hearing this: "The territory of the Han Dynasty is so vast. Even if the king ascends the throne and becomes emperor in the future, he will not be able to take care of every county and township. If you want the people to live a good life, you need the joint efforts of every local official. Therefore, the country is rich and the people are strong." Not only do we need wise kings, we also need the help of wise ministers at all levels. You must be wise ministers in the future, and don’t forget that the food that supports us is all dug out by farmers with hoes."
"Don't worry, kid." Lan Yuan and Lan Ji replied in unison.
After everyone visited the experimental field, they rode back to the city to have lunch.
On the way back to the city, Lan Ji and Lan Yuan led the way. At this time, the two brothers exchanged their martial arts experience.
Gao Shun looked at the two people's backs and joked in a low voice: "Sir, he educates all the time. No wonder Boyang and Zhongling are so outstanding. My Yuanfeng (Gaoling) has poor understanding. In the future, he can only help Boyang lead the troops." ."
"That boy Yuanfeng is not bad. In this southern expedition to Linyi and the enemy chieftains were captured alive, the King of Hanzhong will definitely reward him according to his merits. I will let Gong Yan (Jiang Wan) organize the merit list. People from Chengdu will come to celebrate the opening of Huben Wutang. , and when the time comes, let someone take it back along the way, do you have any objections to Boping?" Lan Tian asked meaningfully.
With Gao Shun's military exploits over the years, he could have been awarded the title of general, even a marquis. However, Gao Shun always regarded himself as Lu Lingqi's retainer, so Liu Bei did not force him. Lan Tian gave him a vaccination at this time, worrying that Gao Shun also put shackles on his son.
Gao Shun obviously heard what Lan Tian meant. He smiled helplessly and said: "What advice can I have, general? If Yuan Feng has any luck in the future, it should be thanks to Boyang. After taking off the command of the enemy army, he felt relaxed. I can't control that far..."
"Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, I think so too." Lan Tian smiled leisurely.
Gao Shun nodded in agreement, then changed the subject and asked: "On the first day of July, Huben Wu Hall opens its doors to welcome martial students. Sir, does he know who the King of Hanzhong will send to congratulate him?"
Lan Tian stroked his beard and shook his head: "I first heard that the King of Hanzhong wanted to come in person or ask Adou to come for him. However, the ministers in Chengdu were worried that traveling through mountains and rivers would be too hard, so they tried their best to dissuade them and then refused. There is a high probability that Pang Shiyuan of Dali would come. Come here to open the martial arts hall on behalf of King He Huben, and to visit his son who is studying."
"Well, that makes sense." Gao Shun nodded lightly.
It was a hot summer day, and everyone was busy with their own business after lunch. Lan Tian had no plans for the afternoon, so he closed his eyes and rested on the lounge chair in the corridor.
The 'little cotton-padded jacket' at home imitated Lu Lingqi's example and picked up a fan to fan Lan Tian's ears. Lan Tian was very comfortable enjoying family happiness with his wife and daughter.
"Mom, Qing'er's hands are sore..." Lan Qing complained incessantly after a while.
Lu Lingqi rolled her eyes at her daughter, "Are your hands sore so soon? Starting from tomorrow, I will teach you basic skills. You have to pass on my martial arts skills..."
"Ah? Then Qing'er is not sour anymore..." Lan Qing changed her words urgently.
When Lan Tian heard the conversation between the two, he almost laughed out loud, thinking that women are really fickle.
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