Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 133 Cross Breeding
Yang Xiaotao went to the yard to look for firewood, and Mr. Yang went to pick up a pile of corn husks and started to boil water.

But after waiting for a while, Yang Xiaotao didn't come back, so he couldn't rest assured, so he came out to check the situation.

Then I saw Yang Xiaotao standing in the shed, staring at the corn cobs in his hand, dazed.

"You kid, what are you looking at, so lost in thought?"

Seeing that Yang Xiaotao was stunned, Mr. Yang asked.

Yang Xiaotao came back to his senses, his thoughts were interrupted, seeing that it was the grandfather, he also relaxed.

"Master, are our corn cobs this big?"

Yang Xiaotao picked up a palm-sized corn cob and asked.

Mr. Yang looked back, "How big is it if it's not this big?"

Yang Xiaotao frowned, "Then the corn in our village is like this?"

Mr. Yang was surprised, and put down the work at hand, "That's right, it's been like this all these years since the time of planting corn."

"What's wrong?"

Yang Xiaotao bowed his head in thought when he heard this, the corn in his hand is incomparable to the one in his previous life.

The corn planted in the previous life was not only twice as long as this one, but also thicker.

And looking at the marks left on it, it is easy to see that the corn kernels are not too big.

"It's nothing, it's just strange, this corn cob is too small."

After Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, there was nothing new about Mr. Yang.

Children in the city have never seen crops, so it's okay to be curious.

Go back and continue cooking.

After a while, the food was ready, simple stewed cabbage and corn bread.

Although Yang Xiaotao brought back a lot of things, the old man was used to frugality, and there was no preferential treatment during the first month.

Yang Xiaotao drank a meal last night, his stomach was empty at first, but now he obviously had something on his mind, so he ate a bun and went out to find Yang Shitou.

He wanted to verify carefully what the corn of this era looked like.

"Xiao Tao, this is already the biggest one!"

Yang Dazhuang held the corn in his hand, but the three corn cobs grew earlier and heavier than the others.

"My daughter-in-law thought she was too big, so she left it at home to make a good fortune for the New Year. Otherwise, the flour would have been ground long ago."

When Yang Dazhuang heard that Yang Xiaotao was looking for corn on the cob, he also thought he was gaining knowledge, so he brought the three remaining family members here without thinking too much.

"Uncle Zhuang, did you buy your corn seeds from a supply and marketing cooperative?"

"No, I bought vegetable seeds from the supply and marketing cooperatives, and I kept all the grain seeds myself!"

Yang Xiaotao nodded, he was still unclear about some things in this era, so he just asked this time.

"Uncle Zhuang, tell me about the situation in the field!"

"What do you want to know?"

"Well, how much food can be left in our village every year, is there enough for the family?"

Yang Xiaotao thought for a while and asked.

After hearing this, Yang Dazhuang found a rock and sat down. Yang Xiaotao took out a cigarette, and they both lit one.

Yang Dazhuang recalled for a moment, he was a bit speechless, but Yang Xiaotao was not an outsider, so he started to explain.

"In our village, let's take last year as an example. A total of more than 300 mu of wheat and more than 500 mu of corn were planted. I won't talk about the others."

Yang Xiaotao had done farm work in his hometown and knew it was winter wheat, so he continued to plant it in the corn field.

It does not mean that there is only 800 mu of land in Yangjiazhuang, which is related to crop rotation.

In fact, Yangjiazhuang does not even have 700 mu of land.

Most of it is dry land, and some are in the mountains.
The water area is just over a quarter.

"Let's take corn as an example. If the corn harvested in our village last year is distributed, the yield per mu will be less than 300 catties."

"Less than 400 catties? So low?"

Yang Xiaotao was surprised. In his impression, corn was a high-yielding crop. Even without chemical fertilizers, it would still cost eight or nine hundred catties.

"Alas. There is no other way. The land is barren and there is no chemical fertilizer. Human and animal excrement alone is not enough."

"And it needs to be taken care of carefully. Without good guys, how can there be good production?"

Yang Dazhuang is also helpless, the situation across the country is like this, and everyone has no choice but to hope for a good year, God bless, and produce more food.

Yang Xiaotao was silent for a moment and asked again, "Then how much food can we have left?"

"The rest? Hehe!"

Yang Dazhuang shook his head, exhaled the smoke, formed a smoke ring in the air, slowly expanded and finally dissipated.

"Let's put it this way, we have to pay taxes when we plant the country's land! That is to say, pay public grain."

"According to the national requirements, the grain yield per mu is 400 catties, and the handover ratio is 15%, that is, 60 catties per mu. This is for the country and must be handed over!"

"Then there's more than half left!"

Yang Xiaotao counted, but Yang Dazhuang shook his head, "That's just public grain. We have to sell the surplus grain!"

"Sell surplus food?"

"Well, this is also necessary!"

Yang Dazhuang didn't take it seriously, after all, he had been doing this all these years, and then looked at Yang Xiaotao with a puzzled expression, and started to explain.

In fact, it is to sell the surplus grain to the country at a low price, and support the country's construction in a disguised form.

And there is a certain amount of sales, and the shortage has to be made up from the rations.

There are nearly 200 households in Yangjiazhuang Village, with more than 5 adult laborers. Last year, they handed over 1 catties of surplus grain.Among them, there are more than 3 catties of public grain and more than [-] catties of surplus grain.

"What about the money from selling the surplus grain?"

"No matter how much, there must be some."

Yang Dazhuang lowered his voice, "Last year our team sold a total of 37500 catties of surplus grain, wheat for 8 cents per catty, and corn for 5 cents per catty, for a total of 2057.6 yuan."

"Don't look at the money, but it's not much in our hands."

Yang Xiaotao was listening, and Yang Dazhuang talked about the "three mentions and five regulations" that had just been implemented.

The so-called three withdrawals refer to the three withdrawals in the village for the income from production.

It is divided into provident fund, public welfare fund and management fee, which are managed by the production team.

To put it bluntly, it is to issue living allowances and provide assistance to the elderly and those with limited mobility.

The five unified measures refer to the education surcharges, family planning fees, preferential treatment fees, militia training fees, and private government subsidies for villages and towns.

Don't care if these things are done or not, but the money needed for these three mentions and five reunifications is a lot of money, and all of them need to be paid out of the money, so naturally there is not much left.

Even if it is distributed to each household on average, it is only a few dollars in one family.

This is still good, if the selling price is not enough, you have to collect some from the people below to make up for it.

"After such a toss, each family will remove the leftover grain, and every family's life will be tight!"

Hearing Yang Dazhuang's helpless sigh, Yang Xiaotao heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that there is nothing like the suffering of farmers in this age.

Faced with the loess and back to the sky all day long, the harvested food can barely eat, and sometimes we have to rely on wild vegetables to fill our stomachs.

No wonder rural people yearn for life in the city.

Yang Xiaotao knew that Yang Dazhuang still had a lot to say, so he didn't ask, but just brought the topic back to corn.

"Big and strong uncle, when you harvested, was this much bigger?"

Yang Dazhuang regained his expression. For him, being able to eat was already a big deal. Compared with watching his brothers starve to death when he was a child, he was much luckier.

Hearing Yang Xiaotao's words, he thought for a while, "It seems not too much."

"Not many, and the big guys didn't care, anyway, they were all dried and sent to the food station. The rest were also ground into coarse grains."

Next to Yang Shitou was talking, he ran with Yang Xiaotao for a long time, vaguely felt that Yang Xiaotao didn't seem to be playing around.

As for what he was doing, he didn't know.

"Ah."

"Brother Zhuang, I used these three."

"Take it away, it's not important."

Yang Xiaotao nodded, and finally took a few short corn cobs before returning home.

Back home, Yang Xiaotao was not in a hurry to start, but asked Xiaowei to try the differences of these corns first.

Xiao Wei has been enjoying herself for the past two days. She spent the night in the forest in the south of the village. If she hadn't been able to feel her, she would have thought she was lost.

Yang Xiaotao summoned, and Xiaowei quickly flew in through the window.

huh huh
After yelling twice, Xiaowei slipped into Yang Xiaotao's collar, and instantly a warm current spread all over her body, dispelling the cold in winter.

The originally cold fingers also became warm.

"Try these."

Yang Xiaotao communicated with his mind, and Xiao Wei quickly turned around on the corn pile, and after a layer of green light, she returned to Yang Xiaotao.

"really."

Xiaowei's judgment came to her mind, the corn in front of her, the thick and grown corn had more energy than the small corn.

It's just that the corn kernels on the same corn cob also have strengths and weaknesses. Obviously, these corns have changed during the growth process.

Using previous life knowledge, it is genetic recombination.

And what Yang Xiaotao wants to do is to find out this kind of excellent genetic recombination.

As the saying goes, it is hybridization.

crossbreeding.

"You can't always embarrass the traversers."

Yang Xiaotao finally found a 'business' for himself.

After confirming the feasibility, Yang Xiaotao asked Xiaowei to play with him, and then started to pick corn by himself.

Yang Xiaotao picked it carefully, for fear of damaging the corn and affecting its growth.

Grandpa Yang walked in from outside the door, looked at Yang Xiaotao carefully picking corn, and immediately laughed.

"Boy, that's not how you pick up corn."

As he said, Mr. Yang stretched out his dry palm to teach, but Yang Xiaotao stopped him immediately.

"Grandpa, no need, I can do it myself."

"You don't know how, how long will you be able to pick like this? You need to use your strength to pick corn along the grain."

Yang Xiaotao put down the corn, "Grandpa, I can chop, but this one is different?"

"Different? Why is it different?"

Yang Xiaotao asked him to sit down, then organized his thoughts and began to speak.

"Grandfather, look, these are all corns grown in one field. Why are some big and some small?"

Yang Xiaotao asked a question, Mr. Yang smiled heartily, "Of course it's because the care is different."

"It grows big when it is well fertilized, and it grows small when it is less watered. What's so strange?"

Yang Xiaotao nodded when he heard this, but he couldn't agree.

"Grandfather, you are talking about external factors."

"It is true that how well a field is cared for can determine the yield of a crop, but if the roots are so small, no amount of fertilizer will grow!"

Grandpa Yang suddenly discovered that Yang Xiaotao at this moment actually had a taste of a cultured person, and he began to listen carefully to what he had to say.

"Grandfather, look, if we plant all this kind of corn, how much more can we earn per mu?"

Yang Xiaotao asked earnestly while holding a long corn cob.

Mr. Yang didn't even think about it, "If it grows like this, one mu of land is worth two mu."

"Yeah, so why not grow something like this?"

"Yeah, why are you here?"

Mr. Yang fell into deep thought, and suddenly slapped his thigh for a long time, "Oh, how did I forget about this?"

Yang Xiaotao quickly cast a questioning look, and Mr. Yang spoke seriously.

(End of this chapter)