Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 164 Farming
In the afternoon, Yang Xiaotao rolled up his trousers and worked in the field for a long time.

When it comes to farming, he is not as strong as these farmers, but when it comes to strength, no one in the entire Yangjiazhuang is his opponent.

Therefore, pulling the plow became Yang Xiaotao's best job.

At that speed, even Yang Dazhuang, who was holding the plow behind him, was surprised.

The two of them had plowed an acre, and the others had not done half of it.

Looking at Yang Xiaotao again, his face was neither red nor out of breath, he drank his saliva and continued to work, he was even more of a donkey than Yang Shitou's donkey.

This is the gap.

"That's a donkey!"

Mr. Yang laughed loudly when he heard Yang Shitou's envious words.

Comparing a man to a donkey is quite a compliment these days.

Capable, energetic, hard-working, and a proper farmer's partner.

Some big girls who delivered water looked at Yang Xiaotao with aggressive eyes, especially Yang Xiaotao's identity, they wanted to eat Yang Xiaotao.

All afternoon, Yang Xiaotao was busy working in the field.

Compared with the work in the workshop, the farm work here is dirtier and more tiring.

When the sun went down, everyone called it a day and went home.

Once again, Yang Xiaotao experienced this special egalitarianism again.

Fortunately, everyone in the village is honest and there is no cheating or cheating.

There is no phenomenon of village cadres taking advantage of it.

Of course, if there were such a person, he would not be able to gain a foothold in Yangjiazhuang.

After dinner, Yang Xiaotao returned home and called Yang Dazhuang and Yang Shitou.

After they sat down, Yang Xiaotao filled up the tea, and then started to get down to business.

Mrs. Yang and Yang Dazhuang also knew that Yang Xiaotao would not simply come back to take a look, but asking for leave would deduct wages, who would ask for leave if nothing happened?
Several people waited for Yang Xiaotao to speak, Yang Xiaotao didn't hold back, and put the hybrid corn seeds on the table.

"What is this? Corn?"

Yang Shitou pulled the bag, feeling a little strange.

"Master, I really need some help from the village when I come back this time."

Yang Xiaotao then introduced the corn to a few people. Although he didn't know what Yang Xiaotao meant by hybridization, and didn't know if what he said was true, a few people only understood one sentence. This is what Yang Xiaotao learned from the book. For experiments.

"That's easy to say."

Yang Dazhuang was the first to make a decision. How much land can such a small amount of corn be planted?

Besides, there is a lot of wasteland in their village, as long as two people are divided, it can be done in a day.

Only Mr. Yang was meditating, thinking about the things during the Chinese New Year, he had some thoughts in his mind, and planned to find time to ask.

Yang Xiaotao made a request, "Uncle Zhuang, first of all, this place can't be too good, just average."

"Secondly, this piece of corn should be farther away from other corn fields, preferably more than two miles away!"

Yang Dazhuang listened, and pondered for a moment, "No problem, there is an open space on the south mountain of the village. There are trees all around."

Yang Xiaotao nodded, the matter is settled like this, and it will be planted tomorrow.

After Yang Dazhuang left, Mr. Yang finally asked out the doubts in his heart.

"Xiaotao, does your corn have something to do with the Chinese New Year?"

Yang Xiaotao didn't hide anything, "Grandpa, this was indeed my thought at the time."

"You child, why don't you listen to the old man?"

"If you don't know the lessons from that year, how can I not know?"

Grandpa Yang looked serious, afraid that Yang Xiaotao would go astray.

However, Yang Xiaotao knew that the typhoon that year caused serious damage to the area around Sijiu City.

But he also knows that such typhoons are not common, and the location of Sijiu City itself is not considered to be near the sea, so it only needs to withstand mid-level strong winds.

If there is a typhoon, no amount of lodging resistance will help.

"Grandfather, I understand your worry."

"So this time, I'm just experimenting."

"You also need to know that if the corn cobs are the same as the long cobs, the harvest of one acre of land will be as much as two mus."

"I also know that you are afraid of problems, but if you don't experiment, if you don't try, you will never change."

Maybe it was Yang Xiaotao's insistence, or maybe Mr. Yang also felt that it was reasonable, so he didn't say any more, "Then let's try."

In the end, Mr. Yang agreed.

But in his heart, he didn't take it too seriously.

Many years of experience handed down, and even spending most of my life planing in the soil, I have long been accustomed to step by step, accustomed to obeying the 24 solar terms, and the days of planting in spring and harvesting in autumn.

The two rested, and before dawn the next day, the bells in the large team had already rang.

Yang Xiaotao got up with a yawn. Mr. Yang had already brought back breakfast, a plate of steamed buns and pickled cabbage.

Breakfast is usually eaten at home, and some people don't eat it, they are all waiting for the big pot meal at noon.

Of course, what you do now is all physical work, and everyone will eat something to pad their stomachs at home.

After they finished eating, they followed Yang Shitou to Nanshan, where there was a piece of land that was originally reclaimed by the people who watched the orchard. Later, the orchard was confiscated collectively, and no one took care of it, so the garden was abandoned.

At this time, there were many bumps in the garden, and the villagers planted some potatoes and sweet potatoes here on weekdays, but there was nothing to harvest.

Yang Xiaotao chose this piece of land to test whether the ground can achieve high yield.

Only with comparison can we see the effect.

When Yang Xiaotao came, the children of Yang Dazhuang's family were tossing about on the fruit tree. A group of children climbed up and down, and they were not afraid to see adults coming.

Several people put down the farm tools and started to pack them up.

Yang Xiaotao also did farm work in his previous life, but at that time he used tractors and seeders.

One machine is worth three or four people, and it takes a short time.

Yang Xiaotao thought about whether he should study the planter in the future.

It's not a big thing, so it shouldn't be difficult.

However, the premise is that there is a tractor.

Now, it can only rely on manpower.

Several people had a clear division of labor and quickly entered the state.

One morning passed, the weeds were cleared away,

This is still because of Yang Xiaotao, a human-shaped donkey. If it were someone else, it would take a lot of effort just to plow the field.

After lunch, several people continued.

The ridges were piled up, Mr. Yang stepped out the hole with his feet in front, and the child of Yang Dazhuang’s family who was arrested behind him put the corn seeds in, then Yang Shitou watered it, and finally Yang Xiaotao added the hole and compacted it with his feet. .

The whole work was completed, and it was evening.

Back home, after dinner, he talked with Mr. Yang about the recent events in the city. Mr. Yang was drinking and smoking, and the worry on his face did not diminish.

Yang Xiaotao also knows that since the notice was issued in May, there is a sense of depression in the countryside, which is troubles about life and worries about the future.

Yang Xiaotao is aware of his ability, and if he is asked to help every family and village, he can still fight.

It would be fantastic to ask him to improve the current situation of farmers.

To be honest, he is just an ordinary worker, and when he grows up, he is just an ordinary worker with a system.

For other things, his ability is limited.

But what he can do now is to improve the hybrid corn so that more villagers can get benefits.

Yang Xiaotao and Mr. Yang talked about some precautions for corn. Mr. Yang listened quietly, with no expression on his face, but very serious in his heart.

He felt that Yang Xiaotao really put the peasants at ease, and actually worked hard for half a year for an idea that might fail. With this heart, no matter whether it succeeds or not, he has to support it and cannot be left out in the cold.

Looking at Yang Xiaotao, Mr. Yang felt more and more looking at his grandson.

The grandson is promising and has made contributions to the country. He, an old revolutionary, can talk to his old buddies when he goes underground.

That is our grandson!
The next day, Yang Xiaotao walked back early in the morning.

Yang Dazhuang still arranged for Yang Shitou to send him off, not for anything else, as long as Yang Xiaotao could come back and send those things, the people in Yangjiazhuang had to accept this kindness.

What's more, with Yang Shitou to send him off, it will save some trouble on the way.

Yang Xiaotao and Mr. Yang waved goodbye and set off on their way back.

Mr. Yang looked serious after Yang Xiaotao left, and then held a meeting of village leaders.

Directly explain the importance of the land in the south of the village. Normally, no one in the village is allowed to enter, and even tell those cowherd boys to watch it carefully.

Mr. Yang believed in his heart that Yang Xiaotao was a capable person, and he was very concerned about Yang Xiaotao's actions.

Besides, if this matter is really going to happen, it will be of great help to their Yangjiazhuang and the whole country.

Everyone in the village listened to Mrs. Yang, and no one dared to touch him blindly, and even kept his mouth shut, treating it as a village secret.

In fact, the reason why Yang Xiaotao asked to keep it secret was because he was afraid that if the experiment failed, he would be slapped in the face if he said something, and he would lose face.

But if he really succeeds, he will not hesitate to dedicate the results to the country.

He still has this patriotism.

Especially in this difficult time, being able to contribute to the Chinese mother is also the meaning of his time travel.

And this is also the reason why Grandpa Yang valued him.

In the next few days, Mr. Yang became the manager of the cornfield.

Every day, rain or shine.

Watching the planted corn grow little by little, I was very happy.

What Yang Xiaotao didn't know about Yangjiazhuang was that after he returned to the city, he started his own life again.

Go to work every day, work, read a book, and then go home to cook and sleep.

However, there are no other vegetables grown in the yard, and corn is still grown.

He wants to take advantage of this time to produce as much hybrid corn as possible.

Once there is an effect in Yangjiazhuang, it can be promoted next year, so that the whole village can plant hybrid corn.

As for the breeding issue in the future, Yang Xiaotao also has some ideas, that is, to hand over this research technology to the state. After all, his own ability is limited, and only with the help of the state can he maximize the value of this technology.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaotao began to sort out the information.

After all, the existence of Xiaowei made some things unreasonable, so he could only vaguely explain them. If it was really unreasonable, it could be attributed to luck.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it has come to August, which is exactly the seventh month of the lunar calendar.

As the saying goes, there is fire in July, which is the beginning of autumn.

The weather is still hot, but it is cooler in the morning and evening, and people don't have to be stuck at home.

In the evening, Yang Xiaotao came from outside the courtyard, carrying a large piece of fat in his hand.

Passing by the front yard, I naturally received many envious looks, but no one came forward to strike up a conversation.

Even the Jia Zhang family from the Intermediate Court just babbled a few words at the door, not as arrogant as before.

Obviously, Yang Xiaotao's previous actions towards Xu Damao were still intimidating.

"Uncle Chen, I'm busy."

Say hello to Uncle Chen in the yard, Uncle Chen glanced at him, and then continued to tease Wangcai.

"You are cooking lard!"

"Well, this is not to buy meat, and ended up buying some fatty meat."

"It's cheap to be good, this piece of meat, you have to boil a catty of oil."

"Hey, that's true."

Yang Xiaotao returned home with a smile, first cut the fat pork into small pieces, put it in a pot under cold water, then took out a bottle of cooking wine from the space, added a spoonful of it, and started to boil it.

After the water boils, take it out and wash it with warm water.

In this way, boil the water in the pot again, pour in the lard and boil on high heat, evaporate the water, and then boil it over low heat.

As night fell and the smoke rose, Yang Xiaotao poured the boiled lard into a jar and waited for it to cool down.

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of noise outside the courtyard. When Yang Xiaotao went out to watch, he happened to meet Wang Xiaohu running over.

(End of this chapter)