With more people and greater strength, five acres of rice was harvested in less than an hour.
When Lu Desheng came out this time, he also brought the accountant from the yamen with him.
As the saying goes, monthly scattered calculations are called "ji", and total annual calculations are called "meetings". Accountants are in charge of tax revenue and monetary expenditures in the government, and are responsible for monthly accounting, annual meetings and other important tasks.
The rice in these five acres of land has been harvested, and all the grains are threshed out with a threshing machine, the mixed leaves are cleaned, and finally the grains are weighed.
This time, I used the big platform scale.
Everyone watched as the government entourage rolled out a big guy, and then placed sacks of wet rice on top, and then read the name.
The clerk next to him fiddled with it for a while and then reported a number, "One hundred and twelve pounds!"
This surprised everyone onlookers, as it was much more worry-free and trouble-free than a pole scale.
After the last sack of rice was read, the final statistics came out. Their five-acre rice field had harvested a total of 2,200 kilograms of wet rice.
Lu Songli also quickly calculated in her mind. The yield per mu was calculated as dry grain.
After drying out the moisture from the 2,200 kilograms of wet rice, there will probably still be 1,800 kilograms left. After calculation, the yield per mu is 360 kilograms.
This is already very good, considering that the current yield per mu is about 2,780 kilograms.
Lu Songli knew that this was the result of proper rice density and full utilization of photosynthesis.
After Lu Songli made the mental calculation, it didn't take long for the yamen's planner to convert the dry and wet rice and came to the conclusion that these five acres of rice grown by transplanting could yield three or four bushels more per acre.
This time Lu Songli and his daughter came to inspect, and they also asked each county to invite a representative to the village to accompany them.
These people are all good at tending crops. Just now they felt that the rice in this area was growing well and the harvest should be high.
Upon hearing this conclusion, everyone was stunned.
Food is the most important thing for the people. Harvesting two or three more buckets of grain per acre is a good thing that ordinary people dream of.
Because the annual taxes were fixed, every grain of grain produced in the fields belonged to them.
For this reason, people really go out early and come back late to tend the fields.
"Manager Mo, how is the land cultivated? Teach us!"
"Yeah, teach us."
Representatives from these villages gathered around Mo Lianfeng.
Seeing this scene, father and daughter Lu Songli and Lu Desheng looked at each other and smiled.
If they want to promote the transplanting method and some better planting methods, they must first get the approval of the people and get their willing cooperation.
As the saying goes, seeing is believing, hearing is believing.
Land is the lifeblood of the people. It is very difficult for them to change their farming habits without seeing it with their own eyes.
Mo Lianfeng, who was surrounded, repeatedly begged for mercy, "Don't be like this, everyone, the government will promote the rice transplanting method next year."
Village representatives asked excitedly, "Is this true?"
Mo Lianfeng: "It's true. If you don't believe it, ask Mr. Lu."
Hearing this, everyone looked at Lu Desheng. They hesitated and did not dare to surround him like they did around Mo Lianfeng.
Lu Desheng spoke at this time, and he said with a smile, "Don't worry, everyone. The rice transplanting method will indeed be promoted next year. In addition to rice, there will also be some methods for planting other crops. The government will send people to the village to teach you. of."
"Very good!"
"Yeah, that would be great."
Next, with Lu Desheng's permission, the Xiangping military camp treated them to a meal with the newly arrived grain.
After the inspection, the Lu family and his daughter went back home.
Zhan Ruoshui, who was riding in the car, looked depressed. Their senior brothers had been talking for a while, but he was sent away by his senior brother.
Zhan Ruoshui asked him what he wanted him to do, but he didn't say anything.
Again, let him see him again before leaving Liaodong County.
Zhan Ruoshui: ...I don’t dare to take this seriously anymore. Forget it, let him come and take a look when he has time.
On the way back, Lu Desheng asked his son-in-law, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, "Where is Qin Sheng?"
Lu Songli replied, "The last letter I received mentioned that it was in Huainan. The letter was sent half a month ago. With their pace, they will reach Qingzhou at the earliest and Xuzhou at the earliest."
"Is he a turtle? He walks so slowly!" Lu Desheng said with disgust.
Lu Songli smiled and said, "Dad, I know you miss him. Don't dislike him. After all, he brought 20,000 to 30,000 victims on the road." Naturally, a large army cannot move as quickly as a small team.
"Humph, who missed him?"
"That's worrying about him."
Lu Desheng: ...My daughter is becoming more and more skilled in this action of putting on hats.
Nanyang
After the earth dragon turned over, countless houses collapsed, broken walls were everywhere, and there were screams of crying from time to time. At a glance, it felt like a hell on earth.
Some of the victims from the southern region who originally followed the grain team of the Liaodong Chamber of Commerce to the north got some food in the team and took their families away from the large army to make a living on their own.
A small group of people came to Nanyang to visit relatives, and the Luo family was one of them.
But now the Luo family deeply regrets their decision to come to Nanyang to visit relatives.
"The child's father, what evil have we done?" Sister Luo burst into tears.
Their family had just experienced a flood in the south. Fortunately, they met the Liaodong caravan and the family had a way of survival. Later, he left the army and came to visit his relatives, thinking that he would be able to settle down in Nanyang.
Who would have thought that not long after they arrived in Nanyang, they encountered the Earth Dragon Fanqian. How come their lives were so miserable!
"Stop crying." Luo Da jumped up and started packing the remaining luggage at home.
"Master, what are you doing?" Sister Luo asked.
"Let's go to Liaodong County and chase the grain transport team of the Liaodong Chamber of Commerce!" Luo Da replied in a muffled voice.
They all passed through the floods in Nandi. The resettlement of the victims in Nandi only started a month later, and it is estimated that Nanyang will not go anywhere soon.
When the woman heard her husband's explanation, she couldn't help but shudder when she thought about their experience of being locked outside the city gate for a month before the disaster in Nandi. She got up from the ground and took her family with her to help pack her luggage.
At this time, relatives came over to see if they needed help. Seeing the couple packing their luggage, they couldn't help but ask why.
After getting their answers, the relatives were stunned.
"If you are willing, let's go together." Luo Da said, thinking to himself, after all, he couldn't stay in the Southland and wait for death.
Relatives have heard about their experiences in the Southland more than once, and he also heard their worries just now, but as the saying goes, it’s hard to leave your homeland...
The relative calculated his food supplies and said, "We may not be able to survive even if we grit our teeth for a month."
Luo Da said, "The problem is that after a month, the government may not be able to resettle the victims."
He heard that the Southland could resettle hundreds of thousands to nearly a million victims because of capable people.
It’s difficult here in Nanyang.
Luo Da expressed his worries in a low voice.
After hearing what Luo Da said, the relatives thought of the virtues of their parents and officials here, gritted their teeth and said, "Wait a minute, I will go back and discuss it with my parents!"
In the end, the relatives also decided to leave together, and they also informed their relatives and friends.
There are those who leave together and those who don’t want to leave.
Relatives who didn't want to leave laughed at them, so they didn't hide the reason for leaving.
In this way, one word spread to ten, and ten spread to hundreds, and the victims of Nanyang left their hometowns one after another and headed north.
