"Starting tomorrow, pay attention to top dressing of local rice. If it is planted late, magnesium sulfate heptahydrate must be sprayed on the leaves."
At dinner time, the other soldiers working had already fallen asleep. They were too tired and couldn't hold on.
Zhu Biao was not tired. He continued to eat kebabs and drink beer, thinking about the local rice cultivation.
More than half a month late! If you don’t seize the time to promote growth, will you freeze to death as soon as the grouting is finished when the weather gets cold?
Should we still plant winter wheat then? Wheat can’t be transplanted, it won’t work if the time is missed!
"Prince, don't worry, we will arrange for people to carry out a series of operations such as top dressing and insecticide. This is an experimental field."
Zhu Taiyi acted as guarantee, and he was prepared to stay. He saw the operations of the previous officials, which were indeed good.
But for him, it was the simplest operation and did not reflect the real technology of Xiaqiu Village.
He has stayed in Xiaqiu Village for a long time and knows the situation in the village. He has learned a superficial knowledge. Although it is very useful, it is much worse than the real technology.
The ground is not so cultivated and needs other minerals and plants, including plant ash.
Chickens are not raised in this way. There are deficiencies in the feed. They produce less eggs and gain weight slowly.
Where there is no such technology, the scammers in the past were considered unqualified if placed in Xiaqiu Village.
Needless to say, Xiaqiu Village, none of the 22 villages in Xuancheng County, Ningguo Prefecture, is like this. Everyone is educated.
"If you are willing to stay for a year, you will be responsible for the greenhouse and the wild bees collected in buckets in the fall."
Zhu Biao trusted Zhu Taiyi and gave him more power. The greenhouse must be built and the bees must be harvested.
"Your Highness, I have to learn from Xiaqiu Village again. Everything is learned." Zhu Taiyi made a request to further his studies with Xiaqiu Village.
"Yes!" Zhu Biao laughed.
"Bake me two more solid eggs, add more sauce, make them spicy." An official felt comfortable eating and began to make requests.
"Okay!" the child from Xiaqiu Village responded.
"Do you still have any more stuffed rice? It's fried, give it a few more skewers and fry it a little bit."
"You don't need to bake the vegetable rolls with dried tofu. Just bring them here. I want to dip them in the sauce."
“Brush the grilled eggplant with more sauce, be sure to brush it with more sauce.”
Other officials shouted out that everyone has different tastes. Some people like to use roasted eggplant pulp rolled with chopped green onion and coriander to eat, while others like to pour soy sauce.
People in Xiaqiu Village are busy coming and going, eating by themselves while they are busy.
Zhu Biao is in charge of Hanhan, who specializes in managing a small grill and a frying pan next to it.
The key point is that the frying pan he uses is a large spoon, which is a wok with a handle for cooking. He uses this for flipping the pot.
Its biggest advantage is that it can be caught and thrown out, and used as a weapon.
As for the barbecue skewers, other people's skewers can be made of bamboo, but the grill here is made of iron skewers.
When he was in danger, he would just fly out the stick, and it didn't matter if he took the meat with him.
He also grilled, fried, ate, and took a sip of beer from his cup.
Anqing and other officials were surprised and said that this village guard was not stupid! He always flirts with you in a silly way, just call him silly! He doesn't do anything careless either.
The key point is that whether it's noodles, stir-fried sauce, or grilled skewers, it's all delicious.
"Hanhan! Here are six boring little fried skewers." An official shouted to Hanhan.
"No, Hanhan, you can take as many as you like."
Zhu Ping corrected him in time and glared at the official, "Do you want to die?"
"Hey! Six...oh!" Hanhan just raised his hands to look at his fingers, put them down again, chuckled twice, grabbed a lot of stuffing and started to explode.
The stuffed buns are already cooked, so frying means heating them up, and at the same time, the outside is a little burnt. He quickly fried them, brushed them with sauce, and gave them to the other party: "Eat, six, um! Hey hey hey hey!"
The other party looked at the more than sixty skewers in front of him and started to sweat. It was hot! In ten days it will be the first fall.
Today is the year of Guichou, Jiwei month, Gengchen day, the second Geng day after the summer solstice, and the third one ten days later, which is Chufu.
Isn't this hot? It was so hot that I had to sweat, and then I ate all the fried stuffed buns.
Obviously Zhu Feng shouted slowly, Hanhan was obedient, served sincerely, and did a lot of boring things.
"Eat! The other skewers haven't been touched, right? That's good!" Zhu Xi looked at the other person again, "If you make trouble, don't eat anything else."
The other strings were taken back by the palace maid and asked to be heated by Hanhan and distributed to others.
Songs are being sung, dances are being danced, and the night is long without realizing the dawn, right? Mengzi ate slowly, not in a hurry.
Zhu Biao took a look at the stuffed buns and said, "I don't care. The ones that can't be eaten will kill you. The skewers are small. You can cut forty pieces out of a pound of stuffed buns. They'll be fried in smaller sizes. It only takes a few bites."
A pound of meat is hard to swallow, a pound of watermelon is gone after a few mouthfuls, and the same goes for boredom.
It's like eating a big braised pork elbow. Each elbow weighs three pounds. You feel confused just looking at it and can't finish it.
The same three-pound, one-and-a-half-liter cup of draft beer was poured down while chatting, but it was not enough.
"Your Highness, the villagers are here with their things. Look..." An Qing received the notice from his subordinates and came over to report again.
"There are a lot of soybeans here, is there any alkali in them?" Zhu Biao heard the report and asked first about the alkali in them.
The head of the village shook his head: "No, but it is easy to make alkali. There is a lot of local wheat, and there are more Artemisia and Polygonum to make alkali. It is all along the roadside. The roads we walked before are all blooming."
"Shijia needs noodles?" Zhu Biao raised his head and thought about it.
"Brother, the alkali needs to be transported. We have a mine in Henan."
Zhu Xi reminded that stone soda must be made with flour, not soda!
Is the surface cost high, or is the transportation and mining cost high? And saline-alkali soil can also boil soil alkali.
It needs to be comprehensively evaluated. We cannot just let the local people collect the grass and then slowly make stone alkali.
"Yes, Chief, we don't want to waste local labor, just the alkali mine." Zhu Biao himself vetoed the stone alkali matter.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, His Highness the King of Qin, this common people..."
Anqing didn't understand. He said that people came to deliver things. What do you mean about stone alkali? He reminded.
"Now that we can't make soap to give back to the people as gifts, what else is good?" Zhu Biao nodded to Anqing and asked the head of the village.
Now other officials also understood. The prince considered returning the gift when he heard the people giving him things. Soybeans are naturally soybean oil. It is said that soap can be made from oil.
Now we understand that oil plus alkali is soap, and the prince told us the secret.
Little did they know that oil and alkali are added to produce soft soap and salt! Sodium chloride is added to make hard soap.
"What the people lack most are tools, not soap. We will stay here for a while."
The director reminds me, what does it matter if there is no soap? The people lacked tools, such as iron, pottery, stone grinders, etc.
"Collect it, accept everything the people send you, and write down the household registration information. It's too late anyway, it's long gone."
Zhu Biao instantly realized, yes, don’t think about value exchange, but life applications.
Otherwise, what is the use of giving perfume to the people? Orchids are fragrant, but what do people do with them? Sell it?
(End of chapter)
