There was a row of buckets placed on the ridge of the field. The buckets were full of fish, including crucian carp, loach, and some carefully selected grass fish. Feng Yong used meat cakes to trick the Yi people into helping to catch them.
The big ones were eaten, and the smaller ones stayed and were raised for a long time.
He bent down and tested the water temperature. He felt that the water in the bucket and the water in the paddy fields should be about the same temperature. Feng Yong nodded.
"Be careful, don't scare the fish."
Holding a gourd, scoop up the crucian carp in the barrel and carefully put it into the large pit at the water inlet.
Crucian carp is omnivorous, while grass carp species mainly feed on grasses, so the large pit at the water inlet must be surrounded by a fence made of thin bamboo strips. They can wait until the seedlings grow taller to allow them to wander around in the fields. Otherwise they will eat the seedlings.
When the rice seedlings are far away from the water, the rice seedlings will not be as fresh and tender as the green fodder. Grass carp will not jump high to eat the rice seedlings as long as they are full. At this time, it is necessary to remove the fish blocking equipment around the fish gathering pit in time to allow the fish to move in the field to look for food.
As for the loach, it can be placed directly in the ditch.
"Brother, do you want to raise fish in this field?"
Guan Ji rarely took anyone to set up defenses around Qiongdu. She squatted down and watched Feng Yong leading his servants to carefully release fish in the fields, and asked softly.
"Yeah, fish farming."
Feng Yong nodded and glanced at Guan Ji, "Xi...cough, why is Shiro free to come here today?"
"Lang Li from the Yanniu tribe is leaving today with his sister. General Zhang has hosted a farewell banquet for him, and my younger brother will also be attending."
Guan Suo, the wise man, smiled slightly, and he had the air of a good young man in troubled times.
"Oh, then the wolf left?"
"Yes, I just sent people away. General Zhang saw that his brother was busy and didn't want to come and disturb him, so he went to prepare the camp of the Yanniu tribe first."
"The camp of the Yanniu tribe?" Feng Yong was startled, "What do you mean?"
"Before leaving, Lang Li said that he would bring his troops to join the Ghost King in a few days."
Feng Yong asked in surprise, "Is there such a thing? Did Lang Li say it himself?"
"That's natural."
For Feng Yong, who has sufficient troops and has initially established a foothold in Qiongdu, although the Yanniu Department may cause some headaches, at most it can cause some trouble for now.
Therefore, Feng Yong left all the affairs of the Yanniu Department to Zhang Yi and never cared about it.
Originally, he was thinking that even if Meng Yan couldn't completely annihilate the Yanniu tribe, he could just defeat them and drive them back to Hanjia County in the north.
As long as Yuejun is completely stabilized, the racecourse is on the right track, and there is enough demand and motivation, someone will take the initiative to open the direct road from Qiongdu to Jincheng, even if Feng Yongyong wants to open it.
At that time, the Cattle Department can be called the Cattle Herding Department, and it will be the kind dedicated to herding cattle on horse farms.
But he didn't expect that Lang Li would say such words.
Feng Yongyong could not help but think deeply: This is so unscientific! Could it be that Zhang Yi's aura of subduing wisdom is more powerful than his aura of the Ghost King?
"The Yanniu tribe has been rebelling against Hanjia County for decades, right? How could it be possible for them to surrender so easily?"
Feng Yong stopped what he was doing and asked doubtfully.
"It's not the entire Yanniu tribe, just Langli's own tribe."
"Even if Lang Li is from his own group, why would he have such thoughts? Is it just a pretext?"
When they first learned that Lang Li had led the remnants of the Dongqu tribe to pay homage, Feng Yong and Zhang Ni decided that it was only a fake thing that Lang Li had come to pay homage, and the real thing was to investigate the situation - otherwise, why didn't they bring the people from the Yanniu tribe here?
This barbarian is a barbarian, and he doesn't even act like it.
Who would have thought that this act is going on, you said you were going to make a fake show and actually did it?
This doesn't follow the script!
Director, I want to report it!
"It doesn't look like it."
Guan Ji disagreed with Feng Yong's view and shook her head gently, "Yi people always value credibility. He swore an oath in the name of the mountain god in front of everyone, and at the same time he pierced the cowhide with a knife. If he breaks his promise, I’m afraid it will be difficult to establish a position in the clan when I return.”
The Yi people in Sichuan mostly worship mountain gods, especially the herding tribes. They often drive cattle, sheep and horses to and from the mountains, so mountain gods play a very important role in their beliefs.
Taking a knife to pierce the cowhide means that you have to work hard to complete it even if you encounter countless hardships.
From this point of view, this Lang Li, who led the crowd to vote, is really not a joke.
"No, what did General Zhang do to Lang Li? Let him make such a decision?"
Feng Yong was really curious.
"Brother, why are these words so unpleasant?"
Guan Ji pushed Feng Yong angrily.
She was obviously dressed as a man, but this sudden appearance of her daughter made Feng Yong feel a little surprised.
Not good! If this continues, I will most likely be betrayed by my own mother-in-law.
Feng Yong forced himself to wake up and looked around. He saw that the servants were all far away from each other, and they were all from his own house. Well, it didn't seem to matter.
So Feng Tubeng quietly squeezed Guan Ji's hand and whispered, "Silang, please tell me carefully, what is going on?"
"It's nothing. I just took him to see various places in Qiongdu, such as the construction site for building the city over there, the land reclamation over there, and over there..."
Guan Ji pointed to the distance, pursed her lips and smiled, "Alang, you don't know, when he learned that he could get rations as long as he helped repair the city, that look was really funny."
"My younger brother is thinking that it should be a bit unimaginable for him to think that Qiongdu, regardless of whether he is a foreigner or a Han Chinese, obeys the ghost king's orders and works together."
"Listen to him, even if the Yanniu tribe is a large clan, many people froze to death last winter. Moreover, the Yi people are also in a lean period at this time, and many people are hungry every day."
"It's not like today's Qiongdu. As long as you have some strength, you can find something to eat."
"Speaking of which, Alang's method of ordering the Yi people to build cities and open up wasteland, and at the same time provide them with food rations, not only quickly restored Qiongdu's strength, but also appeased the Yi people and stopped them from causing trouble. It is really wonderful."
At the end of the story, Guan Ji habitually praised her Alang.
Feng Yong chuckled, "Work-for-relief can be used not only for Yi people, but also for places where Han people are displaced."
"Work-for-relief? This is a good idea."
Guan Ji looked at Feng Yong with burning eyes, with love and admiration in her eyes.
Of course it's good, not only can you avoid the laziness of waiting with your mouth open, but you can also use people's power to carry out various constructions. More importantly, it can be managed centrally, reducing the hidden dangers of chaos.
It's just that the man Guan Ji is dressed up and has such an expression, it really makes Feng Tubiao embarrassed for a while, why don't I try to bend for a while?
I saw him swallowing, and then boasted, "Isn't that right? There is nothing bad about the method I came up with? Just like raising fish in this field, it is actually very beneficial."
"So my brother is really raising fish in the field? Is this method feasible?"
Guan Ji asked curiously.
"Not only is it feasible, but it is also very beneficial. As you know, Shiro, the fields need to be fertilized so that the crops can grow well. But now that Qiongdu is newly settled and everything is simple, where can we get the fertilizer?"
"But if you put some fish in the fields, the crops will not only grow better, but you can also harvest fish when the grain is harvested. This is killing two birds with one stone. Isn't this a benefit?"
Don’t think that because the natural environment was good in ancient times, you could eat wild game at will.
Take fish as an example. Although China's working people have long had the habit of raising fish, due to various reasons, most of the fish people eat on daily basis still come from wild fish in rivers.
Just like last year, Cao Pi's Queen Guo stayed at the palace in Qiao County. Her brother Guo Biao stayed at the palace as a guard and wanted to cut off the river to catch fish.
In ancient times, in addition to fishing nets, most of the people who wanted to catch fish had to cut off the water to catch fish. Otherwise, how could there be such a saying as "fishing with all the water in the lake"?
At the end of the year, how many times can a river run dry?
Moreover, fish and sheep are fresh, and the ancients regarded fish as a delicacy. The so-called squid means sashimi.
For example, Xuzhou Chen Deng, who tricked Lu Bu to death and repeatedly defeated the two brothers Sun Ce and Sun Quan, was said to have loved eating raw fish and shrimp and other fishy things, which caused parasites in his body, so he died young.
Fish is also considered meat, and only wealthy people are eligible to eat it.
"I have heard before that the fish from the rice fields are delicious and can be used as sauce. I thought it was a secret that was not passed down somewhere, but I didn't expect that my brother would know this?"
Guan Suo's eyes widened.
“Shiro, have you ever heard of fish farming in rice fields?”
This time it was Feng Yong's turn to be surprised.
Guan Ji nodded, "There are rumors that there is such a way to raise it, but no one has ever known how to raise it. So I just thought it was an anecdote. I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes today."
As Guan Ji spoke, the curiosity in her eyes became even stronger. She looked at the loach in the ditch, which rolled over a few times before disappearing into the mud. "Brother's sect's knowledge is truly unfathomable. Even such legendary There are also secret methods.”
Then he pointed to the ditch, "Won't this loach get out of the field and run away?"
"No. Although this loach likes to burrow in the mud, it likes to be quiet. As long as it eats enough, it usually won't go too far. More importantly, this loach only burrows into the surface of the silt and will not burrow too deep."
"Then, can Alang explain to my concubine carefully the principle of raising fish in rice fields?
"Of course. If you raise fish in the field, the fish excrement will make the millet grow better. When the millet heads, the rice flowers that fall into the field can be fed to the fish. The fish can also eat the insects and weeds in the field."
The environmental improvement effect of fish farming in rice fields is mainly reflected in its good pest control effect.
Fish raised mainly in rice fields eat large amounts of mosquito larvae and snails, which can reduce the incidence of serious diseases such as malaria, filariasis and schistosomiasis.
There is no need to go into details about this kind of thing, Guan Ji wouldn’t understand it anyway.
"According to statistics from our school, if you use rice fields to raise fish, you can generally harvest 10% more millet, and you can also harvest fish when harvesting millet, killing two birds with one stone."
"Is it so good?"
Guan Ji's face glowed with joy, "Deep plowing can yield an additional 10%, fertilization can yield at least another 10%, and raising fish can yield an additional 10%. Calculating it like this, doesn't it mean that we can harvest at least 30% more?"
"If we add fish, the harvest from one acre of land will be half as much as before."
Guan Ji's eyes opened wider and wider, and in the end she clenched her fingers in disbelief.
Seeing her extremely cute look, Feng Yong loved her so much that he started to make mean remarks again and couldn't help but say, "It's true if you really think so."
"Now I am in charge of a county. If I don't show some real skills, how will others know how powerful I am, a disciple of the mountain sect? Don't you like to eat loaches? When it's time to harvest the millet, the loaches in this field grow fat and big. , it’s time to eat.”
As he spoke, he took Guan Ji's hand again.
To be honest, this guy thought about raising fish in rice fields, and saw that his mother-in-law really liked the dish of fried loach, so he thought about raising loaches, and finally remembered that there was rice fish.
After all, he was born in a rural area in the south. Feng Yong naturally knew about the rice-flavored fish, so he spoke clearly and logically.
Guan Ji listened and was happy at first, but when she saw a certain light shining in this man's eyes, she always felt that there was a danger.
Then I heard him talk about "the loaches grow fat and big", and I suddenly felt that the guy in front of me had an extremely vulgar face. I bit my lower lip, rolled my eyes at him, and then kicked him. .
This script is also weak and can only be regarded as a flirtation between lovers.
It's a pity that the two of them forgot that this is a public place. Although they are surrounded by servants of the house, they can't prevent others from coming over.
Hua Wan finally found out that Guan Jiashiro did not lead his troops out today, and then asked someone to inquire about Guan Suo's whereabouts. He ran over excitedly, but unexpectedly he saw Guan Jiashiro and Feng Langjun holding hands. Hands facing each other.
That's all, just looking at Feng Langjun's seductive look is really disgusting!
But why does Sekishiro seem to want to welcome him but refuses.
Seeing the affection between the two of them, this cheerful girl from Nanzhong felt like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and her fiery girl's heart was about to be broken into countless pieces on the spot.
"You...what are you doing?"
Hua Wan trembled all over and screamed.
The sound actually reached the sky.
People like Guan Ji were also startled by the scream. The originally weak kick suddenly exploded like a conditioned reflex at the last moment, directly kicking Feng Tubiao over and knocking this person to the ground. Went to the fields.
Feng Tibio made a "pop" sound, causing a huge splash of water in the field.
He just heard an "ouch" sound from him, and subconsciously grabbed the field ridge with both hands, feeling that something was caught. Then before he could react, the wooden barrel containing water and fish fell down and was directly placed on his head.
As a result, Feng Tibi was hit by the handle of the barrel so hard that stars appeared in his eyes. He turned his head and was locked in the barrel. He couldn't see anything. He only felt the fishy and sticky stuff constantly sliding over his face and head... …
The loaches in the bucket happily jumped into the field and disappeared into the mud. A few naughty ones even got in through the collar, slid across the chest, and then got out from the hem of the clothes.
It all happened unexpectedly.
Everyone stared dumbly at a humanoid form of mud squirming.
"Alang...brother, brother, are you okay?"
Guan Ji was the first to react, squatting down in a hurry, helping to remove the barrel from Feng Yong's head, and then reaching out to pull him up.
Feng Tubiansheng climbed up to the ridge of the field and lay there helplessly panting, regardless of the mud covering his body and the fishy-smelling water droplets dripping from his head.
This is all a dream, this is not real!
Feng Yong silently hypnotized himself in his heart.
Marrying a woman with strong martial arts skills is indeed risky.
"Why?"
The sunlight above his head woke up a certain country turtle. He lay on the ground and refused to get up, looking at Guan Ji with great resentment.
Guan Ji was full of apologies, but when she saw his appearance, the corner of her mouth twitched, and she didn't know whether she was crying or laughing.
"Hahaha……"
Guan Ji didn't dare to laugh, but Hua Wan next to her ran over. Seeing Feng Yong's appearance, she immediately felt a burst of pleasure: Let you steal a man from me!
So he laughed unceremoniously, even to the point of crying.
