Bright Sword's Bloody War of Resistance

Chapter 117 Food Program
"Let's go, I'll show you around." Elder Zheng said.

"I looked at the base area, and most of the villagers plant winter wheat. Now it is almost May, and the wheat is about to mature. At that time, you can plant stubble corn, and the corn stalks can be used as green storage materials and livestock breeding." Mr. Zheng Pointing to the yellowed wheat in front of him, he said.

In Wuyi and Wu'an areas, winter wheat is sown in September to October, and it will mature and be harvested in June to July of the next year, which can be used for double cropping of wheat and early and mid-maturing corn.

"Of course, the above are all plain areas with fertile soil. Corn can be planted on sloping land, and rice seedlings and sweet potatoes can be planted on poor soil." Mr. Zheng said clearly.

"What about the output? How to increase the output of slope land?" Zhou Weihan said the most concerned question.

"The yield of wheat should reach 150 catties per mu. The yield of corn on flat land should be higher than that of wheat. It can reach [-] catties per mu. The yield of corn on sloping land can reach [-] catties per mu. Eight hundred catties."

Zhou Weihan was not too surprised when he heard this. This era is not as good as it is now, agricultural facilities are backward, water sources in some places can’t keep up, and there is no chemical fertilizer and high-quality seeds. In today’s world, the yield of wheat per mu is not even [-]-[-] jin. thing.

"Is there no way to increase production?" Zhou Weihan asked unwillingly.

"Do you think the output is so easy to increase?" Mr. Zheng glared at Zhou Weihan.

"Isn't it because you are here!" Zhou Weihan smiled mischievously.

"Huh, if you want to increase the yield, you must first keep up with the water source, and secondly, you can artificially emasculate the corn to assist in pollination." Mr. Zheng came together.

"Where's the fertilizer?" Zhou Weihan asked.

"Heh, you don't know anything about farming, but you know about chemical fertilizers?" Elder Zheng said in surprise.

"The production of chemical fertilizers is actually not difficult. It has been popularized abroad. You can boil nitrate first, and then produce sulfuric acid, which is ammonium sulfate. But I don't know how to make sulfuric acid. If you can make it within a month, it can also be used for crops. Chasing fat once."

Zhou Weihan was overjoyed when he heard that, he only knew the name of chemical fertilizer, but he really didn't know how to get it.

However, with Mr. Zheng in charge of the theory and Huang Liang and others in charge of the actual operation, it must not be difficult to make fertilizer.

It was only after the founding of the People's Republic of China that chemical fertilizers began to be popularized, and the output increased significantly.

When the three of them thought about it, they really got something to do, Zhou Weihan didn't expect that there would be such a big gain from coming back.

"Old Zheng, you are a living Bodhisattva. You have contributed a lot to the abundant grain harvest in the base area." Zhou Weihan has always been generous with good words.

"Don't put a high hat on me, kid, and the matter is still there?" Elder Zheng saw through Zhou Weihan's little trick.

"Come on, I'll take you to the greenhouse where the eggs are hatched."

In the greenhouse, several soldiers were cleaning the eggs, and then wiped the water on the eggshells with a cloth, and put the eggs with the big end up and the small end down, and gently put them into the thick chaff in the wooden tray.

The most critical points for artificially hatching chickens are nothing more than breeding eggs, controlling humidity and temperature.

After decades, as long as the eggs are selected, the rest will basically have no problems, because there are fully automatic incubators.

Even if there is no automatic incubator, at least finding a thermometer and hygrometer is not a problem at all. As long as you are careful enough, there is no difficulty in hatching chicks safely.

The current warming room of the New Second Regiment has very simple equipment. To increase the temperature, rely on the earth kang, and to increase the humidity by sprinkling water. The thermometer and hygrometer were all obtained from the Japanese army by Tuo Siyong.

The leading fighter was operating in front, and several fighters around him took pens to record the main points.

"Temperature is the most important thing. Control the firepower by controlling the amount of charcoal added, and finally achieve the purpose of controlling the temperature in the hatching room. Add charcoal every half an hour. If there is too much charcoal, it will become a baked egg. If there is too little, the egg will be baked." It will also deteriorate and cannot be hatched..." said the leading soldier.

"There's still humidity. Sprinkle water on time, that is, the water scoop one scoop at a time, no more, no less, evenly sprinkled on the ground, not on the eggs..."

These things were taught by Mr. Zheng to the soldiers. The artificial hatching of eggs has formed a fixed procedure, and the personnel training is in place, and the assembly line has been formed.

"Mr. Zheng, you can write a pamphlet about the process of artificially hatching eggs, and it can be promoted in other bases of our Eighth Route Army. This will not only increase income, but also improve the food of the troops." Zhou Weihan did not expect artificially hatching eggs Has reached the current level, can not help but be overjoyed.

"Where is this? I am planning to build an earthworm pond for the chicken farm. When the sweet potatoes are harvested, I can make vermicelli from the sweet potatoes, which can be sold or stored as food for a long time. After making vermicelli The leftovers can be used as feed for livestock, and the manure of livestock can also be boiled for nitrate, which is an industrial chain of recycling.” Mr. Zheng said clearly and clearly, expressing all the plans in his heart.

Mr. Zheng said that Zhou Weihan and Zhao Gang were full of blood, their faces were flushed, and those who didn't know thought they had drunk too much.

Then Zhou Weihan calmed down, took Zhao Gang's hand and said: "Old Zhao, I will leave these matters to you. Mr. Zheng, if you need help, you can come to Zhao Gang. He is fully responsible. If you want money, you need someone." Out of people."

"Okay, you want to blame everything on me again, what are you doing, head of the regiment?" Zhao Gang pretended to be dissatisfied and said.

"I am the head of the regiment, of course I am in charge of the military. You are the political commissar in charge of life. Isn't it your job to produce in the base area? Besides, we are not in the base area. I have to trouble you, political commissar Zhao!" Zhou Weihan said shamelessly.

"You man, I see through you." Zhao Gang laughed angrily at Zhou Weihan's appearance.

"This war is all about logistics, and food is the most important thing. If soldiers don't eat well, their legs will be weak when they go to the battlefield, so why are they talking about fighting devils?" Zhou Weihan said earnestly.

Afterwards, Mr. Zheng made a calculation for Zhou Weihan and his wife. The [-] mu of flat land would yield at least [-] catties a year, and the [-] mu of sloping land would yield at least [-] catties of corn and [-] million catties of sweet potatoes. After chemical fertilizers, the output is estimated to be doubled.

However, the wasteland reclaimed by Xin Ertuan did not catch up with the planting of winter wheat, but could only catch up with the planting of stubble corn and sweet potatoes, and they were planting winter wheat until a year ago.

In addition, according to the fields of fellow villagers in the field, after the research of chemical fertilizers, they can be used as top dressing for winter wheat. It must be a good harvest year.

After some understanding, Zhou Weihan and Zhao Gang left contentedly. Originally, the two expressed their gratitude to Mr. Zheng for having a meal, but the old man was thinking about what Zhou Weihan said about artificially hatching eggs, and planned to write a pamphlet tonight.

On the way back to the regiment headquarters, Zhou Weihan slapped Zhao Gang hard twice.

"What are you doing? Why are you on your nerves?" Zhao Gang said angrily.

"Old Zhao, does it hurt?" Zhou Weihan asked.

"Nonsense, why don't you try?"

"The pain is great. I just looked at all this in front of me. I'm afraid it's a dream. I can't believe it's real. Thinking about the harvest of a large amount of food at the end of the year, I don't think I can sleep tonight!" Zhou Weihan said happily.

(End of this chapter)