Three days was said to be three days. When the three days were up, a large group of officials arrived early in the morning.
The prefect, fellow magistrates, etc. all came by boat. Apparently they set out at night.
Three boats docked at the riverside of the village. Everyone got off the boat, and the captain stepped forward to greet them slightly nervously.
He had seen the prefect's rank too high only twice.
Zhu Wentian followed him at the request of the head of the village. He was afraid that he would not be able to hold on.
Zhu Wentian didn't have any special feelings. He had a naive smile on his face. He was just a prefect!
It's not like I haven't seen officials of the same level before. Those officials have never glared at me.
Don't look at the change of dynasty now, but Lao Zhu is so powerful and so ruthless in dealing with officials!
The key to peeling the real grass is whether to peel it dead or start peeling it slowly while it is still alive.
Six thousand pieces of soap were unpackaged, separated by raw edge paper, and placed in boxes made of bamboo for shipment.
The soap must be sent to Nanjing immediately, along with the inscription from the Song magistrate and a private message to the prince.
After the boat carrying soap set off, the officials began to chat with the mayor.
The village chief accompanied him to see the crops in the village and the new fields cultivated, including the location for raising livestock.
Zhu Wentian held a piece of beef jerky in his hand and would put it in his mouth and bite it from time to time.
Magistrate Song had many silk handkerchiefs in his hand, always ready to wipe the saliva of the village guards.
He didn't dare to despise and humiliate the village guard. The village could kidnap him and send him to Nanjing.
This is the power given by Zhu Yuanzhang. Regardless of whether there was a misunderstanding in the end, the kidnapped officials will not be able to become officials again.
"Be gentle, Magistrate Song, please be gentle, it will hurt if you rub it hard."
The mayor, who was still nervous just now, saw the prefect wiping Hanhan's saliva and his face seemed to be red, so he quickly reminded him.
"Okay, okay, he moved just now, no, I didn't pay attention."
Magistrate Song took the responsibility on himself. Isn't it normal for a fool to act? Will it cooperate with you?
"I'll come, I'll come, Hanhan. I'll go back and make you some sauced beef. Can you give me the dried beef first?"
The leader made a promise and stretched out his hand for the dried meat.
There was a struggling look on his naive face, and finally he lowered his head slightly and handed over the dried meat: "Okay, ah! Sauce, meat, hey hey hey hey!"
After saying that, he grabbed Li Chang's hand and rubbed his mouth on the other person's sleeve.
Li Chang: "..."
"How naive and simple!" Li Zhixian complimented him helpfully.
Hearing him say the word "Hanhan", Zhu Wentian turned his head to him in response: "Yeah! Hanhan, hum hum hum hum!"
"Prefect, what you see in front is the intercropping of rice and jute."
Li Zhixian nodded to him, quickly changed the subject and pointed at Tian.
Magistrate Song took a few steps to look at the crops: "I thought hemp would compete with rice for fertilizer, but I never thought that rice would grow better."
Tongzhi agreed: "It is indeed stronger than ordinary rice seedlings, but it is a pity that it is jute and cannot be made into clothes."
The director immediately introduced: "It is not suitable to plant ramie at the same time as rice. Ramie must be planted in late autumn or late spring."
"I see, I should think it over carefully, but does anyone have any advice?" a colleague asked casually.
"I just thought about it because there were a few jute plants growing in the paddy fields last year and they looked good, so I gave it a try."
The headmaster said that the idea was his own, and Hanhan must not be exposed.
We walked carefully on the field ridge, the water was still flowing, but we accidentally stepped on it and got muddy.
Growing rice is such a hassle. You have to check the water every day to make sure it is not stagnant.
The water diversion channel has a small opening at each field grid, and each field grid has a small water outlet.
When the rice fields are plowed and divided into grids, they must be arranged in an orderly manner so that they are not flat, as water will accumulate if they are flat.
Just like the bathroom, all the water will eventually flow to the drain.
Including other crop fields that require irrigation in the furrow, there must be a slope.
The officials in the government took it seriously, not just for show, and no one laid the carpet for them.
Mud quickly appeared on the official boots. After asking for permission from the village chief, one official took off his boots and socks, went into the field more than ten meters away and pulled out two rice and jute plants.
He wants to take it back and compare it with rice and jute in other fields. If it is good, it will be promoted next year.
Passing through the paddy fields is a cotton field. In Xiaqiu Village, regardless of household division, all planting is concentrated to facilitate management.
The cotton field doubled in size, and hemp was no longer grown separately.
"Your cotton grows better than elsewhere. You can tell at a glance." The official who had just entered the water commented.
Li Zhixian spoke from the side: "The cotton fields in Xiaqiu Village have mud from the river dredging last year."
"Does this make cotton grow well? Oh!" The official seemed to understand.
The head of the village did not want to let the other party fail, so he quickly said: "The cotton in the village is transplanted and planted, not sown. The seeds are soaked in three parts boiling water and one part cold water, and then mixed with plant ash."
Hearing this, everyone looked at each other in confusion. Is the operation so detailed?
Magistrate Song pointed to the paddy field in the distance: "Like planting rice, do you need to cultivate seedlings first?"
"Yes, the seeds must be mature before they can be soaked like that, otherwise it will be over." The leader added.
"It's over, hey hey hey!" Zhu Wentian didn't make a sound for a long time, trying to make his presence felt.
A fool must behave like a fool. Silence does not mean stupidity.
"Yichang, you should write it down when you turn around. This is very important!" Li Zhixian said for everyone.
"Okay, actually I'm thinking of a better way and I'll try it next year."
The chief agreed, and the good method he mentioned was mentioned by Hanhan.
Zhu Wentian plans to take time this year to produce copper sulfate, and then mix it with lime to make Bordeaux liquid.
Then consider formulating other pesticides. The simpler the steps, the better, and the lower the preparation conditions, the better, so as to facilitate promotion.
Officials once again confirmed that there is an expert hiding in Xiaqiu Village, otherwise you, Zhu Yichang, would have thought of this? What did you do before?
The officials who pulled up rice and jute pulled up two more cotton plants. It will be some time before the cotton can be harvested.
He grabbed a handful of soil, wrapped the roots, and pocketed them with the hem of his clothes.
Leaving the cotton fields and entering the vegetable fields, the food in the village is better than elsewhere.
The director continued to introduce that some spray diluted lime water, some spray plant ash water, and some use ailanthus soaked in water to kill caterpillars.
While the officials were listening, they looked at the director with eyes like, "You are capable. Why are you so capable?" You know a lot!
If we ask you to be an agricultural officer now, do you dare to take up the post? You're exposed, you know too much.
'Crack! 'A crisp voice sounded, and everyone looked over.
Zhu Wentian picked a cucumber. Before he could rub off the thorns, he bit the flower on top.
"Spit, Hanhan, vomit, there are flowers there." The manager grabbed the cucumber and helped rub the thorns, making Hanhan vomit.
"Spit, spit~~Pfft, hey hey hey..."
Zhu Wentian vomited it out. He didn't want to eat the flower, it was a bit bitter.
"Here, how many times have I told you to rub it before eating it? I didn't scold you, so don't look so grim. Just eat it. Let's have some soy sauce beef for lunch."
The manager returned the cucumber to Hanhan and coaxed him.
"Meat, hum!" Zhu Wentian took the cucumber and chewed it.
Everyone seemed to understand for a moment why the master chose Xiaqiu Village.
Based on his appearance, he treats the fool as a good son, and the whole village is like this.
The village guards were raised so strong and their clothes were clean.
If I had the ability and wanted to help a village, when choosing a village, I would choose Xiaqiu Village.
Not to mention that he was threatening to repay a favor, at least the village would not repay a favor with an enemy.
