"There is still one month left before the winter wheat harvest in Shandong, and then the fields will be left open with wheat stubble."
Zhu Yuanzhang was afraid for a while, and then considered the planting situation in Shandong.
Like Ningguo Prefecture and Taiping Prefecture, rice is grown in summer and left there after harvest, with rice stubble in the ground.
In addition, rotational planting requires high fertilizer, and the fertilizer cannot keep up. If you force two crops to be planted, the land will be useless in the end.
In the past, people lived like this. Everyone has become accustomed to watching the weather. When God opens his eyes, the weather will be smooth, and after the increase in production, it will be relieved.
However, since the master arrived in Xiaqiu Village, everything has been different. People can compete with nature, not only planting more than one crop, but even interplanting.
Winter wheat is also planted in Xiaqiu Village. After harvesting the wheat, they will plant soybeans. Can they be planted in Shandong?
"Come here, call the prince." Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly spoke.
Zhu Biao, who was attending class in the main hall, soon arrived: "Father!"
"Let me ask, what to plant after the wheat harvest in Shandong? It's hot, so remember to prevent heatstroke." Zhu Yuanzhang smiled.
"My son, let's go now." Zhu Biao saw the tiredness on his father's face and didn't dare to delay at all, so he turned around and left.
He changed his clothes and came out of Donghua Gate with his guards. When he was changing clothes, he was notified that thirty people from Xiaqiu Village were waiting for him, and ten revolving flintlock guns were held by them.
After half a circle, we arrived at the box lunch restaurant, where King Zhu Fang of Qin was studying and communicating with the children of Xiaqiu Village.
"Brother?" Zhu Xi stood up, and the children also stood up and nodded.
"Where is Zhu Li?" Zhu Biao asked directly.
"Upstairs in front." The little girl pointed over there.
"I'll look for it." Zhu Biao turned around again and went to the second floor.
The director was practicing painting. The last time Hanhan's painting was sent to him, some parts were damaged when it came back. He was very distressed.
He can copy other things, but he can't do meticulous painting, so he practices hard at this time.
Maybe he was originally supposed to be a person with strong abilities in all aspects, but no one trained him. He became the chief because he studied better than others.
Nowadays, I can practice painting in a decent way. Others may be motivated to practice painting for the sake of fame or preference.
His motivation is to keep the original manuscripts of the villagers and place them in the sacrificial hall. This is the power of faith.
He was painting lotus flowers at the moment, and in front of him were Hanhan's lotus paintings, not one, but many.
There are horizontal and vertical grids on the paper, and then there are dotted lines, and then they are gradually improved, and finally they are colored.
Zhu Wentian painted by himself, without the need for grids. He had thoughts in his mind and just drew the objects in his brush strokes.
The grid is for beginners to facilitate layout and handle the shelf structure well.
The sound of Zhu Biao going upstairs alarmed the chief. He turned around with his pen and quickly put down his pen: "Your Highness the Prince!"
Zhu Biao nodded and came to the table. He could tell what was going on at a glance. He then compared the situation with the one in charge and said with a smile: "The one in charge learns very quickly! It looks like he has five or six years of experience."
"Your Highness was joking and just practiced for a while. The painting last time was damaged because of my lack of ability."
The director also told the truth, yes, I was just sad when the master's paintings were taken out and returned. I am practicing now, and when the master draws again, I will draw it.
Zhu Biao looked at it again: "This grid is good. It is simple and easy for beginners to understand, but it cannot be relied on. Just have the grid in your mind."
"Your Highness is right!" The chief picked up the kettle next to him and heated the cup.
After a short time, a small pot of tea was brewed, and the tea was poured into the tea dispenser. The tea leaves were retained through the filter, and then a cup was poured for the prince and himself.
This way, you don’t need to use the lid of the tea cup to skim the tea leaves. The method of Xiaqiu Village is to make everything yourself.
Zhu Biao looked at it and thought it was good. No one wants to drink tea foam when drinking tea, unless it is a bud, which can be eaten.
"Give it to me later... just watch and do it!"
Zhu Biao wanted something, and then he thought others would want it too, so he just ordered more.
"Don't worry, Your Highness! We just said goodbye, Your Highness is here..."
The village chief must ask, how long did it take for you to leave with the egg custard in the morning?
What is it that keeps you waiting until noon? Send someone to say that we will go to Donghua Gate at noon.
Zhu Biao picked up the tea and took a sip: "The drought in Shandong is no longer a problem. There will be another month to harvest winter wheat. What will happen next?"
"Your Highness, I remember you said, grow soybeans." The chief recalled.
"There are few livestock in the local area, which is caused by the war." Zhu Biao said the difficulty.
"If you plant it next to wheat stubble without plowing or topdressing, the yield will be small. However, if you cultivate the land, you can harvest 130 to 150 jin by planting ten jin per acre."
The headmaster immediately gave the response measures, the amount of seeds, and the amount of harvest.
"There are so few villages?" Zhu Biao was very sad when he heard that the output was more than ten times higher.
"That's not the case in Xiaqiu Village. Everything grown in Xiaqiu Village is used as seeds and exchanged. If we exchange one for one, we will suffer a big loss."
I would like to mention that the seeds in the village were replaced as ordinary crops and contributed to the Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Biao agreed: "Yes, Xiaqiu Village is for the country and the people. My father said that we will add two archways to the village. Wende and martial arts, General Xu will finish the war..."
"Give it if you win? Okay! Your Highness, please wait a moment while I go get the things. It will take a quarter of an hour." The chief heard that there was an archway and decided to take care of it.
He threw the prince upstairs and ran behind him to enter Hanhan's house.
"Hanhan! There is an archway, but now there is still a problem that needs to be solved..."
The director didn't talk nonsense, he just said it directly. After he finished speaking, he looked at Hanhan, okay? It feels very difficult.
Zhu Wentian smiled: "First of all, we need to understand a question. What are the agricultural tools used to harvest wheat in Shandong now? Is the sickle fast enough?
Now that the Ming Dynasty's iron production has increased, it can give them more good sickles. Some people even use sickles made of stone to harvest!
The other is the harvesting posture. The method of walking the sickle is to bend slightly and cut quickly, but the wheat stubble is high.
Wai Lianzi comes squatting, at a slow speed and with low wheat stubble.
If it is no-till planting, of course it is better to choose wheat with low stubble and no shading. In fact, soybeans can be transplanted, but the effect is not as good as direct seeding.
In addition, sorghum can also be grown. Sorghum grows better than soybeans in wheat stubble, but sorghum does not nourish the soil, and the sorghum roots after harvesting are difficult to remove, even though it is a medicinal material. "
"I know, just provide more and better sickles, let them cut the wheat stubble low, and then plant soybeans.
In this way, the soybeans will not be shaded after they emerge, and it is also convenient to pull out the soybeans when they are mature, without the need to root out.
Coupled with magnesium sulfate heptahydrate, which I know is a bitter salt, spraying the leaves of soybeans with its water can speed up the growth of soybeans. "
The director understood everything at once. It turned out that the most important factor affecting no-tillage was the height of the rice stubble, and the harvesting speed was limited by tools.
He turned around and walked out. Zhu Wentian chased after him: "Don't forget to soak the seeds and soak them in lime water. That wheat stubble breeds diseases and pests."
"I know, I know. Use lime water on the ground first. This will also prevent the soil from becoming too acidic when planting wheat." The head of the village turned around and said, running out the door.
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