Daqin Fusu: It is difficult to start the battle

Chapter 49 Tea
Fusu asked Lizheng, "How many shi of corn can be harvested from one mu of land like this?"

How many stones?What a sorghum who can't tell the difference between grain and wheat... Li Zheng sighed in his heart, shook his head and said, "Even in the best years of the upper field near the water source, you can only harvest a stone, seven or eight buckets of corn, where did it come from?" How many stones?"

Is such a small amount of food collected near the water source?Fusu pondered in his heart, the 'stone' mentioned by Lizheng is a unit of volume.

According to Fusu’s conversion, the weight of one stone made in Qin Dynasty is about 31 kilograms, and the weight of one and a half stones is about 92 jin. Converted into Shimu for later generations, the yield of millet per mu is 130 jin/shimu.

Fusu stroked his beard, recalling the information he had checked when he was a keyboard warrior.

Without the blessing of modern technologies such as breeding, pesticides, chemical fertilizers, and scientific irrigation, the peak of the era of organic fertilizers in later generations, the highest yield of corn is 300-400 catties.

From this point of view, there is still a big gap between the current yield per mu and that of future generations... However, with the promotion of iron farm tools and organic fertilizers, the yield per mu should increase... Fusu's heart turned like electricity, the first real Understand the three words of productivity.

Without the support of mechanized agricultural machinery, the work that farmers in the Qin Dynasty had to do was dozens of times that of later generations.

When the farming season is busy, the whole family works in the field day and night, and they may not be able to eat enough in the end. What's more, they need to borrow money from the government to pay taxes.

Lamenting how difficult people's lives are... This word suddenly popped up in Fusu's heart, and he thought again about the way to break the situation suitable for this era.

As the saying goes, no business is not rich, do you need to let go of business development?

However, in the age of bartering, common people had no money in their hands, so who would sell the products they made?
wait, barter...

Fusu remembered a word.

Tea-Horse Road!

How could I have forgotten such a pillar industry as tea!Fusu grinned, thinking that he had thought of a way to kill more birds with one stone.

Because he doesn't like drinking tea, and the current tea is eaten as a dish, and the habitual thinking of engineering men, he always focuses on the business of industry, so that he ignores the tea This big killer!
In the memory of later generations, tea merchants would make ordinary tea into tea bricks, and then sell them to herdsmen on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau or Mongolian grasslands, and exchange them for fur and herbal livestock.

On the land Silk Road, tea is also a large trade, which can continuously create huge profits for the country.

But these are not what excite Fusu. What excites him the most is that the Wuyue area is one of the main producing areas of tea, both in later generations and now.

If the imperial court started the tea trade with the Huns, Qiangs, and people from the Western Regions, it would inevitably buy a large amount of tea in Wuyue!

To run a tea garden well requires a lot of manpower.

The important thing is that for a monopoly commodity like tea, if the profit does not increase by tens or hundreds of times, it is embarrassing to deal with others!
The imperial court sold tea bricks at a high price, and then used the profits earned to subsidize tea farmers.

Seeing that others are making money, the surrounding farmers will definitely take the initiative to open up tea gardens and join in the tea trade.

Afterwards, like Salt and Iron, a special organization was set up to manage the purchase and sale of tea.

Through macro-control, expand the industrial chain and make everyone involved in the industrial chain rich.

The prosperity of the world is all for profit. By then, the eight thousand Jiangdong children will be working hard in the tea gardens. What will the Xiang family's uncles and nephews do against them?

Fusu didn't believe it anymore, he could live a good and dignified life with his own hard work, who would put his head on his waistband to fight with the court!
Thinking of this, he whispered a few words in Li Cheng's ear, asking him to send someone to find some tea leaves that hadn't been stewed into soup.

After listening, Li Cheng habitually bowed and walked away.

Ji Bu, who was far away from Tie Yingrui, frowned slightly when he saw it, thinking, this guy's posture is really annoying to Naigong, I really want to put him in a sack!

But thinking that the Qin law is strict, putting people in sacks will definitely cause trouble for Lizheng, so Ji Bu rubbed his nose and turned his head away, out of sight and out of mind.

At this time, Shubao, holding the plow, drove the cattle from a distance.

Because there is a rotatable plow disc in front of the Quyuan plow, it is very convenient to turn, and there is no need to toss back and forth when turning as before.

However, he did not immediately drive the oxen to move on, but stopped in place.

Fusu was puzzled, so he asked Lizheng.

After Lizheng muttered again in his heart that Liangzi didn't distinguish between wheat and wheat, he said with a smile: "Young master has never done farm work, so naturally he doesn't know about it."

"The reason why Shang Jun set 240 steps as one mu was firstly because the Qin State had a vast land and few people, and the people wanted to share more land to grow grain, and secondly, because the people of Erqin were good at plowing oxen. It takes about 240 steps before I need to rest once..."

I ask you Shang Junfa?Why don't you start with Pangu creating the world?Fusu restrained herself from complaining, and nodded with a smile.

Then he asked knowingly, "Is this the new plow issued by the government?"

Why!Jiaoliangzi... Lizheng shook his head and replied, "It's true that the government has new plows, but the county has only allocated dozens of them. If we follow the county's arrangement, when it's Calorie's turn, the babies will all be born!"

"Ten days ago, the old man ran to the county with a few craftsmen, took a closer look at the style, and made a few of them by himself according to the government's new plow!"

"Now it seems that the old man's original decision was not wrong. The new plow is really easy to use. Your Majesty is extraordinary!"

After Lizheng finished speaking, he glanced sideways at Fusu, thinking to himself, the same person with the surname Ying, looks about the same age, the Gao Liangzi in front of him can't tell the difference between wheat and wheat, while His Majesty is wise, wise, benevolent and caring for the people!
Let's not talk about it, civilized you and me!But for the sake of your complimenting me, I don't care about the crime of 'disrespect' with you... Fusu looked at the unsmiling Shubao and started plowing the field again, thinking to himself.

Didn't it mean that farmers are relatively conservative and less able to accept new things?Why did Lizheng take the initiative to build a new plow before seeing the actual effect of Quyuanli?

At this time, Fusu saw a black pointed pile piled up inside the earthen wall beside the field.

Huh?Has composting started here too?I don’t remember people composting in places other than Guantian... Fusu pointed to the dung pile in the distance and asked, “Old man, how come there is also dung piled here?”

Li Zheng's eyes widened suddenly: "Hey... Gao Liangzi actually knows how to pile dung?"

Old man, do you want to die... Li Cheng had heard Li Zheng say that just after he came back, so following the principle of the master humiliating his ministers to death, his eyes rolled around Li Zheng's neck like knives.

Li Zheng was unaware of his situation, and continued: "Although the old man doesn't know why he did this, I have heard about His Majesty's cleverness. Since His Majesty ordered people to fertilize the official fields in this way, I will follow suit and follow suit. That's right!"

Fusu glanced at Lizheng, who had been sentenced to death with a suspended death sentence, and felt in his heart, maybe this is the peasant's cunning.

(End of this chapter)