Datang Nongwang

Chapter 523
The crops are being harvested here.

But Wan'er took Lin Caishu, who had a slightly belly, to the melon field.

Harvesting crops is the least of Wan'er's concern.

of course.

When harvesting the crops, she originally wanted to join the villagers' children, carrying a small hoe and a small bamboo basket, to dig some ticks.

But Lin Caishu pulled her along, saying that she was going to visit the melon fields and find some good watermelons.

This is not.

After hearing Lin Caishu's words, and seeing Lin Caishu's belly protruding, Wan'er complied with her request, directly dropped the small hoe and basket, and took Lin Caishu to the melon field.

In the watermelon field.

At this time, there are still at least one-third of the watermelons unpicked.

some time ago.

The two hundred mu of watermelons, when they were ripe, had already been picked by Qiao Su to ask the old lady for instructions.

of course.

Once Li Zhuang's watermelons are ripe, the old lady will definitely send a lot to the palace, as well as some honorable families who are close to the Li family.

Except for giving away, most of the watermelons are brought into the Yingbin Building, becoming the most popular after-dinner fruit in the Yingbin Building.

Moreover, its price is high.

Just one-eighth of a watermelon costs as much as [-] Wen.

If you buy it as a whole, the price will be higher, ten pennies each.

The Yingbin Building sells watermelons, which are the only ones in Chang'an City, and the price is high. After all, watermelons were originally a tribute to the palace from the Western Regions. It is rare to sell them among the people, and even if they are, they are rare Pitiful.

Now suddenly there is a sale in the Yingbin Building, and there are definitely not a few people rushing to buy and try it.

Even more.

After tasting the watermelons sold in the Yingbin Building, the nobles sent people to guard outside the Yingbin Building every day, waiting for the watermelons sold in the Yingbin Building.

Unfortunately.

The number of watermelons that Yingbinlou sells every day is pitifully small, only one hundred a day, no matter how rich and powerful you are, Yingbinlou will only tell the other party that there are no more.

And the nobles in Chang'an City, after tasting the watermelon, often went to Li's house and told the old lady that they needed some watermelon.

The old lady knew very well that watermelons were very important to Li Chongyuan, even if someone came to buy them, the old lady would only give away three or five of them, nothing more.

Two hundred acres of watermelons seem to yield quite a lot.

But the output, if you count it, it will only be five thousand stones, and if you count it, it will only be seventy or eighty thousand.

Excluding those who gave away and sold, there will never be too many left behind.

The old lady remembered that Li Chongyuan once said that he needs to save a lot of watermelon seeds as seeds, and plant them in large quantities in the next year.

This year is [-] mu, and next year, it is possible for Li Chongyuan to plant [-] mu, or even [-] mu.

and so.

It is also for this reason that the old lady decided to limit the number of watermelons sold in the Yingbin Building to one hundred per day.

And this month down.

Even though the sale of Yingbin Building is limited to [-] per day, and people come to buy them every day, the watermelons in the melon fields have begun to decline linearly.

This is not.

In the watermelon field under Wan'er's feet, only one-third of it was left.

"Wan'er, Wan'er, this one, this one is the biggest, this one must be ripe." As soon as Lin Caishu stepped into the melon patch, she looked down and saw a big watermelon weighing more than ten catties. .

Wan'er heard the sound and walked over, sniffing, "Sister-in-law, you can't pick these big ones. Fourth brother told me that these big ones should be kept as seeds. If we pick and eat them, fourth brother They will definitely scold us when they come back."

"Such a big watermelon must be very sweet. Look, Wan'er, there are many big ones in the field. It's okay for us to pick one. It's just that one less is not a big deal." Lin Caishu insisted on picking a big watermelon. Come on, I am not afraid of what Li Chongyuan will do to her.

In Lin Caishu's heart, she always regarded the current Li Chongyuan as the former little Li Chongyuan.

If Li Chongyuan really dared to do anything to her, she, Lin Caishu, would have to take off his pants again and beat Li Chongyuan hard.

Wan'er looked at the shadows of big watermelons exposed in the melon field, and after hearing what Lin Caishu said, plus she had also tasted the taste of big watermelons, she swallowed and said, "Okay, then pick one. "

As soon as the words came out, Lin Caishu immediately waved to a maid who was serving her.

moment.

The maid took the order, and went straight to pick the big watermelon that Lin Caishu liked, and hugged it in her arms.

"Hurry up, go back with your arms and get some well water to soak." Seeing that the watermelon has been picked, Wan'er commanded the maidservant, thinking of the taste of the watermelon after she had chilled it with well water some time ago.

The day of opening the sickle passed with laughter and laughter.

And in the days that followed, scenes of joyful harvests were staged everywhere.

It doesn't matter whether it's Li Zhuang's side or other places.

As long as it is the common people and farmers who are harvesting the crops, no one is unhappy.

It's hard to survive the green and yellow, and it's hard to wait until the crops are harvested. The days of eating soup every day can finally come to a dry meal in the past few days.

of course.

These belong to the hopes of those tenants who are not in Lizhuang.

As for Li Zhuang.

Since last year, they have started to eat dry rice from time to time.

After the harvest last year, the old lady said that they only need to pay [-]% of the rent.

And this year, compared to last year, the crops are even more bumper, and the output is estimated to increase by as much as [-]% compared to last year.

[-]% of the output is definitely a considerable value for them.

The villagers in the village are busy with joy.

In the Yuanzhuang field adjacent to Lizhuang, the tenants of Yuanzhuang were also very happy, looking at the crops in front of them, talking happily.

"Father, how much food can our family collect this year? Mr. Xiaolang once said that we, like Li Zhuang, only collect [-]% of the rent, and this year we listened to Mr. Xiaolang's instructions and made a lot of food. Although our crops are not as good as those in Lizhuang, they must be twice as good as in previous years." In the field, the woman of the Yiyuan Farm tenant was talking to her husband who was busy harvesting the crops.

The man who was harvesting the crops looked back at the children who helped harvest the crops and his hunchbacked parents, and said with joy on his face: "Our family has planted 75 mu. According to the calculations in previous years, the output is also It’s only about 120 shi. And this year our crops are growing very well. I estimate that at least [-] shi. At that time, according to what Mr. Xiaolang said, only [-]% of the rent will be collected, then we will You can share [-] shi of grain. At that time, after paying back the grain owed, our family will also have [-] shi. Good times are coming, and my father and mother will wait for the crops to be harvested, and our family will eat dry food. of."

The man is very happy.

I am so happy that I have been calculating how much grain I can harvest this year, how much grain I can get, etc. since the crops matured.

not far away.

Hearing his son's words, his parents stood up, their simple and honest faces brimming with hope.

The Hanzi family is like this.

In the fields of Yuanzhuang, every household is like this.

No one is not happy at this time.

The days passed day by day as the harvesting of the crops continued.

From the day when the scythe was opened to the time when the crops were about to be harvested, half a month passed while the peasants were busy and happy.

At this time, Li Zhuang had already finished harvesting the crops.

originally.

Li Zhuang harvested crops, last year's harvest was bumper, and this year is probably the same. According to the imperial court's behavior, Wei Zheng will definitely come to Li Zhuang to check and verify.

But this year, it seems to have disappeared. No official has ever come to Li Zhuang, and even the nearby Zhuangzi of Li Zhuang has never had an official come to check and verify.

There is a saying.

Li Yuan is in Lizhuang.

Even if few people know that this master is in Lizhuang, Li Shimin's son is naturally very clear.

Naturally.

When the imperial court sent officials to inspect, it took the initiative to filter out Li Zhuang and Zhuangzi, a village near Li Zhuang, which also prevented Wei Zheng from appearing in Li Zhuang.

In Li Zhuang, Qiao Su was carefully reporting the harvesting situation to Li Yuan.

After Li Yuan finished listening, he laughed heartily and said, "In your opinion, how much grain will Li Zhuang produce this year? How does it compare to last year?"

"Go back to the Lord's house. Last year, Lizhuang's grain output was around [-] shi, and this year's harvest is even more bumper than last year. According to my estimation, it is at least [-]% higher than last year. So I estimate , Lizhuang's output this year is at least [-] shi." Qiao Su responded quickly.

Although the grain has been harvested, it still needs to be dried.

Weighing needs to be weighed uniformly after the grain is dried and when the rent is collected.

Only then will there be an accurate value for Li Zhuang's grain.

And when Li Yuan listened to Qiao Su's report and the grain output of other villages that Qiao Su said just now, he nodded lightly, "It seems that Li Zhuang's farming method is very reasonable. With such a high yield, If it can be generalized, then the people of Tang Kingdom will no longer be hungry."

"Uncle, the fourth brother said it before. The fourth brother said that when he perfects the cultivation method of the crops, he will spread it to benefit the common people and farmers all over the world, so that the common people and farmers will no longer be hungry. The fourth brother also said Said, to the east of Wa Kingdom, there is a continent, where there are many good varieties, as long as they are retrieved and planted, they can reach tens or even hundreds of shi per mu." After listening to Li Yuan's words, Wan'er remembered what her fourth brother had said , immediately interjected.

After Li Yuan heard the words, he looked at Wan'er and shook his head, "Your fourth brother has a broad vision. If he can fulfill his wish in this life, he will be a saint and his name will last forever. It is worth remembering by the world. As for what you said about the land to the east of the Wa Kingdom, it is a nonsense. There is no food in the world that can produce a hundred stones. If there is, there will be no other place except the fairyland in the sky. "

Li Yuan didn't believe what Wan'er said.

Although, Li Yuan had never heard Li Chongyuan say such things, so he thought it was Li Chongyuan making up a story to tell Wan'er.

Don't produce a hundred shi per mu of grain, even if you can produce ten shi per mu, that is an astronomical figure.

From ancient times to the present, not to mention ten shi per mu, even five shi per mu may be regarded as an auspicious event from heaven, so how can there be grain for a hundred shi.

but.

Wan'er didn't listen to Li Yuan's words.

Her fourth brother is capable, and Wan'er firmly believes that her fourth brother can do it.

For example, in the fields of Lizhuang, the output in the past was only about [-] shi.

But since his fourth brother came to Lizhuang, he directly raised the output to as much as [-] shi last year.

And this year it's even worse, directly reaching the number of [-] stones.

Wan'er did a quick calculation in her mind and got a rough yield per mu, "Uncle, what brother said is definitely right. You see, before last year in Li Village, the crop yield per mu was only about one hundred catties. And Since the fourth brother came to Lizhuang, last year the crops had a bumper harvest, and the yield per mu reached 230 catties. This year is even more bumper, and according to what Manager Qiao said, the yield per mu must have exceeded 260 catties."

Okay.

Wan'er hates Li Yuan, but there is a basis and value for that.

This made Li Yuan feel that it really was the same thing after listening to Wan'er's words.

As far as the grain output in the north of the Tang Dynasty is concerned, one hundred catties is only one stone, which is very common, and most of them are this amount.

But when it came to Lizhuang, it doubled.

Immediately, Li Yuan was speechless, and looked at Wan'er quietly, thinking about this value in his mind.

At this time, Qiao Su, seeing that Li Yuan was speechless by Wan'er, reported the situation of Yuanzhuang to Li Yuan again, "Master, this is almost the case in Lizhuang. After Mr. Xiao Lang asked them to go to the horse farm to transport manure to the fields, the crops grew well, and this year is also a good harvest year. Yuanzhuang has a total of [-] mu of land, excluding the fields for planting hemp and other fields, a total of [-] mu of land Planting crops, and yesterday I went to Yuanzhuang to roughly weigh the crops harvested from ten acres. According to my estimation, the grain output of Yuanzhuang this year should exceed [-] shi."

Huh.

Okay.

Qiao Su reported the situation in Yuanzhuang, and immediately helped Wan'er, and once again stunned Li Yuan.

"So much? How much did Yuanzhuang produce per mu last year or in the past?" After hearing Qiao Su's report, Li Yuan didn't care about being bullied, but instead cared about Yuanzhuang's harvest.

After Qiao Su heard the words, he immediately said: "Back to the master's house, although the fields in Yuanzhuang are slightly more fertile than ours in Lizhuang, the yield per mu was only about [-] to [-] catties, so it is not much higher. Go. And this year, because Yuanzhuang has become Xiaolangjun's Zhuangzi, a lot of horse manure has been added, so the production has doubled in a straight line."

"Okay, okay, okay, that's how it should be!" After hearing Qiao Su's words, Li Yuan patted his thigh overjoyed, stood up and said several good words in succession.

As the former emperor of the Tang Dynasty, he knew that food restricted the entire country.

From the beginning of his ascension, famines would occur in the Tang Kingdom from time to time.

And the catastrophic famine a few years ago plunged the entire Tang Kingdom into a predicament of eating grass and eating grass.

If the crops in various places can be like Lizhuang Yuanzhuang, even if a catastrophe comes, they can survive it safely.

(End of this chapter)