Who doesn’t know how to raise chickens? Just throw some food in there, but that's only if you raise a few. In this era, even if you only raise a dozen or twenty, even if you know that Feng Yong raises them with earthworms, do you dare to follow suit?
You can dig earthworms all over the world in summer, but what about in winter? You can dig three feet into the ground and still not be able to dig out one. When the time comes and you only have a little food at home, will you feed it to people or to chickens? How about you tell the chicken to eat shit? If you raise more earthworms, you will not be able to feed the chickens even if you dig out earthworms for a day in the summer.
So Feng Yong said, I have knowledge and I am proud.
"In this way, I think it is too simple." Huang Yueying thought for a while and understood the joints, and then glanced at Feng Yong curiously, "In the teacher's sect, you really only learned Yi Ya and farming. Skills? The villagers work hard, but the biggest benefit is that you get it, and they will be grateful to you. It seems that such a tactic skill can't be learned by just learning the skills of Yi Ya and farming, right? "
What you mean is that I sold someone else and they still counted the money for me?
Feng Yong laughed: "I just heard that someone in the same sect has done this. I thought it was good, so I tried it. Besides, the banker also benefits, right?"
"You are so young, I believe that you alone cannot come up with such a scheme. If you say that you have seen people in the sect using this method, it would be credible." Huang Yueying nodded and agreed, "This is indeed the case. It’s a good thing. The villagers have benefited, and you can save worry. Both parties can get what they need. If this method is popularized, the common people of the Han Dynasty will have another income. This method is indeed good.”
I think if you really promote it, you're afraid it will directly deceive the people. Will there be too many cases of profiteers defrauding peasant brothers in future generations? After all, future generations can only cheat and cannot use force, but in an era like the Three Kingdoms, what about the law? Is there such a thing? Once the rich and powerful are given a taste of the sweetness, those Guizhou leaders who do not even have basic human rights will be chewed to the bone.
Of course, Feng Yongyong would tell Huang Yueying this kind of inner truth. He can't discuss social productivity and social production relations with her, right? Go tell her that the development of history has its own laws. What we need to do is to grasp the laws and promote the development of history, rather than trying to change the laws of history? Can she understand it?
Even if she could understand, she would probably turn around and tell the old demon Zhuge, then chop him up and bury him in the ground as fertilizer - this is just something that the supreme ruler is ignorant and unconscious about, you are a country bumpkin. You can tell it all, you are better than us, why don't you go to heaven? Don't want to go? It doesn't matter, come on, let's give you a hand and help you go up!
If this kind of knowledge of how the world works is known to the caring people in the world, will the world have peace one day? Just look at the Yellow Turban Rebellion. Fortunately, Zhang Jiao didn't know that there was such a theory. If he had really known about it, the ending would probably not be what it is now.
Feng Yong shrugged: "Of course the method is a good method. In the past, as long as you could afford the price, it didn't matter, just sell it. But now..." The following words were not spoken, and the meaning was self-evident.
come! Hurt each other! Are you the only one who knows how to dig a hole? So will I. Now I am not the only one who has the final say on the art of Zhujiweng. Whether it should be spread or not is the final decision of the Guan, Zhang, Zhao, and Ma families. Does it have anything to do with me? I'm just a little bumpkin.
Huang Yueying glanced at the second generation of the Guan, Zhang, and Zhao families sitting below, smiled to herself, and took a deep look at Feng Yong: "It's me, Meng Lang."
Guan Ji, Zhang Shao and Zhao Guang all bowed their heads and remained silent, as if they were mute, as if they had not heard the conversation between Huang Yueying and Feng Yong. Although this was expected by Feng Yong, he still couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Damn it, the power of this old demon Zhuge is really not something that can be overshadowed. Even if you talk about it, you don't even give a damn. Dare to let go.
Disappointed, so disappointed!
It seems that at least in this Jincheng city, there is no one who dares to arm-wrestle with Zhuge Lao Yao. Forget it, I'll just keep growing up.
"Now I kind of believe that you can make farmers eat a boiled chicken every day, but how can you solve the problem of eating every meal?"
Do you care how I solve it?
Feng Yong is really upset. You said that you, a womanly person, don't take care of your husband and raise your children well at home, so you came out to discuss the people's living standards with me? Is it too high-minded?
"During the wheat harvest season this year, I met a noble man and had a few words with him." Feng Yong still remembers the pitiful look that the guy named Ma looked at him at that time, and the words "Feng Dianzi" he blurted out. new.
"At that time, I once said that this year everyone said that the wheat in Sichuan was ripe, and everyone was very happy, but in my opinion, it was just ordinary. However, at that time, the noble people thought that the boy's words were nonsense, and did not add Pay attention."
No matter who that person is, I will pull you out first and whip you into a corpse.
"That person didn't know that you were a disciple of the mountain sect, nor did he know that you had studied farming. He thought you were talking nonsense, which is human nature." Huang Yue said in a flat English.
Sounds like you know him? Then I could just sue that guy in a small way.
"The kid actually told the noble man about the way to make farmers eat every day. Just find a way to increase the harvest in the fields, and that's it, right?"
"Oh? What can you do?" Huang Yueying asked with interest, "When I came to Fengzhuang, I saw that the rice on the village grew better than elsewhere, but I don't know what method you used?"
"Plowing deeply with a curved shaft plow." Feng Yong smiled slightly, "Using a curved shaft plow to plow deeply can make the rice and wheat grow better than ordinary farming, and the harvest will be better."
"How much more can I charge?"
"I don't know. But if we add the master's method and cook it carefully, it should be able to increase by 10%."
"How much!" Huang Yueying stood up glumly again. She had been surprised too many times today, so much that she couldn't control her emotions.
"One percent."
Feng Yong gave a conservative figure. By plowing deeply and carefully, and adding some farmyard manure, the current yield can be increased by 10%.
If the harvest is only increased by 10%, it is still impossible for farmers to have enough to eat every meal, because there is still not enough food. At most, the time of eating bran mixed with wild vegetables will be shortened by a month. But eating is not calculated like this. Farmers exercise a lot and when there is no oil or water, adults with fist-sized heads will feel hungry very quickly if they eat seven or eight meals at a time. But if you can add some oil and water and eat three or four at a meal, it will be almost the same, and you will even save food than before.
The crux of the matter is, where to get oil and water?
Some people may have thought about this issue, but most people have not. Even people who have thought about this problem can't solve it. They don't have enough food to eat, so they still want oil and water?
So when Huang Yueying heard a bumpkin who illegally crossed over confidently assured her, "I can not only make the people eat well, but also increase the food harvest by 10%", how shocked was she - my Alang was the As for the Prime Minister, what he can't do, can you do it?
Yes, although he can only make a small Zhuangzi become like this, the point is not this. The following sentence is the point: Harvest 10% more grain! If a big man could harvest 10% more grain every year, how much more could he do? You can go to middle school at least a year in advance!
