Farmers' group pet: the blessings of powerful ministers are soft and deceitful

Chapter 665

There are several villages outside the city of Suizhou, all of which are under the urban management of Suizhou. This time, Shen Chenlan only brought the agricultural officials from the city of Suizhou, as well as three or two yamen servants, to conduct a low-key inspection.

None of them wore official uniforms, and Shen Chenlan even dressed up like an ordinary commoner who took his daughter out.

He entered a village and saw that the people in the fields were indeed busy.

Winter wheat tastes better than spring wheat, and many people choose to grow winter wheat.

But the planting cycle of winter wheat is long, and whether it grows well depends on the snow in winter.

If there is no thick snow covering the soil, there may not be a bumper harvest in the coming year.

After all, "auspicious snow heralds a good year" is not just talk.

After passing the dry field of winter wheat, we saw a large paddy field.

Jiang Nianxu was very surprised to see this, she had never seen such a scene in Beijing.

"It's so green, so beautiful!" Jiang Nianxu said.

Shen Chenlan smiled and said, "The ears will be formed soon, and after the ears are formed, millet will grow, which is what we usually eat."

Jiang Nianxu was really shocked: "Will white rice grow out of these leaves?"

The child was innocent, and the agricultural officer next to him couldn't help laughing.

Shen Chenlan glanced at the past, and then explained: "No, after the millet grows, it has to be shelled, and after drying, the shell is knocked off before it can be turned into rice. After it is turned into rice, it has to be cooked to change into a meal."

The agricultural officer was a little surprised that Mr. Shen knew so clearly.

It seems to have been planted.

Jiang Nianxu had only heard a rough talk from his grandfather in the past, but now he heard his father say that it would be such a trouble, his little brows frowned.

Shen Chenlan squeezed her palm and said, "Do you still remember the poem I taught you not long ago? 'Every grain is hard work', do you know?"

"Who knows that every piece of Chinese food is hard work!" Jiang Nianxu heard this sentence, and immediately read the complete poem, like singing, because she usually recites poems like this, relying on the muscle memory of the tune.

And the agricultural officer who was following him was even more surprised.

I don't have much contact with Mr. Shen on weekdays. This time, Mr. Shen asked him to accompany him by name, and I was a little at a loss.

And the way he talks to his daughter is different from most people these days.

In his impression, people like this can only teach people piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and knowledge.

There is no need for these rich ladies to worry about saving food, anyway, they never know what hunger is.

Listening to Master Shen's words now, I can't help but be deeply impressed by him.

While watching, Shen Chenlan took her daughter by the hand and explained it to her from time to time.

When I arrived at the village and saw the village chief, I put on a serious face and became business-like.

When the village chief saw them, he thought they were merchants from somewhere. Now that there is a concrete road, it is convenient. Some small merchants in the city also like to buy rice in their village.

It is much cheaper to buy in the village than in the city.

Now there are still two months to harvest, and it is not uncommon to ask the price first.

So he opened his mouth and said: "This year, the seedlings have grown much stronger. A few months ago, the land tax officer of the government went back and forth several times, and told us to fertilize on time, and the fertilization must be in place. At first the big guys didn’t believe it, but you see, now every household is happy to see these seedlings grow so beautifully, and there will be a bumper harvest.”

Shen Chenlan nodded and said, "That's right, everyone will have enough to eat by then."

(End of this chapter)