At dawn the next day, the villagers put on work clothes and prepared to topdress the rapeseed fields after breakfast.
Use the soybean cakes that have been squeezed out of soybean oil and the rapeseed oil residue that has been squeezed out to ferment them, and then soak them in water.
After the ground is dry, you can then use magnesium sulfate dissolved water to drizzle the leaves depending on the situation, which is more labor-intensive.
Now the village is not busy, and the most valuable thing is labor. As long as it can increase production, everyone is willing to work.
The officials slept soundly last night and had floor heating. The local conditions were not suitable for building a heated kang, so Zhu Wentian did not build it.
Repairing the fireplace is too dirty, so you have to carry ashes out and bring firewood into the house.
Open a tunnel for floor heating and connect the chimney there. When the weather is cold, it can be burned without any smoke leakage.
Zhu Wentian doesn't need to. He has a special physique. In winter, it can be a few degrees below zero and he can take a shower with cold water splashing around.
"There is nothing to worry about. I can sleep peacefully and have no dreams all night." The magistrate was full of energy and had had enough sleep.
"I have to go back after dinner. There are many things to do in each village, alas!" Guan County Cheng sighed.
"There are more things in the mansion." After Magistrate Song washed up, he felt even more uncomfortable than the county magistrate's words.
If the other party is in charge of a county, there must be at least one Xiaqiu village. If you are in charge of a prefecture, there must be at least one Xiaqiu village. The proportions are different.
Wouldn't it be great if every county under the prefecture had a Xiaqiu Village?
Breakfast buns and tofu puffs. Today the buns are stuffed with shrimp skin, garlic sprouts, and eggs.
"Yichang, your village doesn't eat rice?" Li Zhixian recalled during the meal that Xiaqiu Village seemed to eat pasta every day.
"When the weather is hot, we eat rice and make rice noodles, rice noodles, rice dumplings and rice soaked in well water. This year the village plans to grow japonica rice."
Of course the head of the village knew why. Locals didn’t have to eat rice. The noodles were quite delicious. If you had money, you could buy a wheat mill.
The rice grown in previous years was indica rice, and steamed rice is not as delicious as japonica rice. The village also bought japonica rice for planting, and after a few meals, I fell in love with it.
I didn’t know how to plant seeds before, and I was afraid that if I planted the wrong seeds, I would lose the harvest. No one was willing to bear the risk.
Nowadays, there is Hanhan. Hanhan said that japonica rice can be grown here, so he might as well grow japonica rice. When the indica rice wants to eat rice noodles, he can buy or exchange it with neighboring villages.
"Aren't you afraid of a bad harvest due to poor sowing? Oh! Not afraid." A colleague asked and then gave his own answer.
He remembered the real situation of the village having experts. If they dared to plant, they must be confident.
Plant it! If it works, let’s see if others can follow suit next year.
I heard that japonica rice is more hungry than indica rice. I don’t know whether it is true or not. I will try it when it is grown in Xiaqiu Village.
After the meal, the officials and the horses reluctantly left.
The village prepared things for the officials, and Ma did not forget to give them bean cakes, bone meal, and bitter salt.
The villagers went to work, and Zhu Wentian took out a piece of paper with writing on it and handed it to the village chief.
The headmaster hurriedly asked people to prepare the food to be taken to Nanjing at noon, and then went back to the room to copy.
While writing, he saw sweat on his forehead and was frightened.
On the paper Hanhan gave me, it was written, "The people of Yidi are aggressive by nature." The sect kills and kills for the sake of purity. Firearms research and development, competition for lives. Anyone who sees wealth is like a locust passing by. Overseas in the Ming Dynasty, the products are determined. If the army has no power, how can we fight? If the navy does not come out, the sky will be in chaos. The ban should remain, and the official dynasty should celebrate alone. '
With just a few dozen words, Li Chang began to worry about Daming. He had been translating the silly word "beng" recently, and his literary skills were gradually improving, and he could actually understand it.
After copying, he put it in an envelope, stamped it with seal paint, and asked, "Honey, are the barbarians really going to attack us?"
"When did the wars stop? The history of our people is the history of wars. All wars are for resources. More money, more food, more women, more eyes."
After Zhu Wentian said that he was going out to help with the work, he didn't even bother to maintain his character, what if it didn't work? We have to think of other ways.
The head of the village carefully collected what Hanhan had written and put it together with what he had written before. It was a treasure of the village.
Turning around, he also went out and asked Zhu Taiyi and others to watch the cooking. Today he was going to make large pieces of pork.
It's like Dongpo Pork, but it uses red yeast fermented glutinous rice and cooks it slowly to cook the meat into a honeycomb shape.
The color is reddish. Not to mention eating it, you can't tell it's greasy even when you look at it. People who don't eat fatty meat can still stretch out their chopsticks.
"Director, the dishes I brought back to my family last time were all said to be delicious."
When Zhu Taiyi saw the production process, it was time for him and Zhu Taier to go back.
"I will take it back to try it this time and see where it can be improved."
The commander understood that he and Hanhan had learned more about the ways of the world.
Hanhan was helping to unload the fertilizer and water, carrying it on a large animal stretcher, taking it to the place, picking it up, and slowly pouring it into the ditch.
The furrows are being irrigated with water, which is fine locally. But in the north, all the winter rapeseed is frozen to death.
There is ice floating on the rivers in the north at this time. It is said that the next spring snow will be the next spring snow.
The villagers looked at the rapeseed and ramie in the field with smiles on their faces. They were growing well and it was another bumper harvest.
They enjoy the benefit of having an expert on hand, serving alone, yes, a real expert.
"Hanhan, take a rest. Shen, look, you're so tired that there's no sweat on your forehead..."
Some villagers raised their sleeves to wipe their sweat, trying to show some concern for Hanhan, but...
"No, no! Hey hey hey!" Zhu Wentian continued to pick down wooden barrels weighing fifty or sixty kilograms each.
He didn't even break a sweat at this weight. If he wanted to, he could carry this six to seven hundred kilogram donkey.
The two of them, who were the strongest in the village, cooperated tacitly and could carry the donkey away with gritted teeth and glares.
Human strength is sometimes a mystery. It is said that human endurance is the most powerful.
When Zhu Wentian was working hard, he became the naive person he once was. He could stand up to several people by himself.
Seeing Hanhan running around, everyone is full of energy. This scene seems like yesterday, when Hanhan plowed an acre of land a day.
"Hanhan, watching you work reminds me of the past." A villager learned some knowledge and used it temporarily.
Zhu Wentian turned around and smiled, humming even harder: "On that golden beach, with the silver moonlight shining, looking for traces of the past, traces of the past are lost... traces of the past are lost, like a dream, where are you..."
During lunch, everyone stopped and stopped working. Let’s talk about it after dinner. Why do we have two meals a day when there is less work? Aren't you hungry?
Zhu Taiyi and Zhu Taier left early, taking things for the palace and their families, while they and the boatman ate the leftover steamed buns from the morning.
The water bag was filled with spicy soup, and the buns were covered with quilts. They took the time to eat one and drink the soup.
Zhu Wentian ate a lot of meat, and he didn't give Zhu Taisan and Zhu Taisi any role to play. They were too tired from working continuously. The engine is powerful and consumes a lot of fuel!
There is rice at noon today. In order to match the steamed buns, it is not enough to eat just one. Doing hard work at the same time is the best combination.
The only drawback is that the taste of cooked indica rice is not very good. At that time, restaurants all over the country were talking about Northeastern rice.
On the train from Guangzhou to Heilongjiang, people dared to talk about Northeastern rice. Many Northeasterners took the train and took a bite. Their faces were full of surprise. Where in the Northeast has rice like this? You are lying.
