Go back to the past and be a schoolboy

Chapter 45
It's not easy to travel far away, and there is almost no law and order in this era, so Cheng Nuo specially asked Li Laosan to find a few people who know the basics to protect him.

However, when there were many people, it turned out that the tricycle was not enough, so I left it to Shi Jinna to tinker with, and took the opportunity to perfect this sample.

There was a donkey market outside Xuanwumen. For the convenience of traveling, Cheng Nuo rented three donkey carts there, and drove a group of people to Yongdingmen.

But the road conditions in Beiping City are not good, especially outside the inner city, it is bad and smelly.

Guo Shouchun frowned: "This road is full of potholes, big pits and small potholes, taking a car is like taking a boat, and the government doesn't come out to take care of it."

Li Laosan sat in front of the cart and drove the donkey, controlling the direction to avoid the puddles: "Mr. Guo, you don't know that this road was a good road before, and it was a serious royal road before the Tartars died. Every year the bedding soil is good soil pulled from outside the city.”

"Then why are there so many pits now? It rained last night, and now they are full of water."

"Hey, success is also loess, failure is also loess." Li Laosan clamped his whip under his armpits and put his hands in his hands: "In order to survive the winter, the common people make briquettes every autumn. In addition to coal, they need to mix some loess to stick them together." Together. But where does the soil come from? Although there are people who sell it in the streets and alleys, but you have to pay for it, it’s not as fast as digging the avenue.”

After a click, the donkey cart fell into a large puddle, and everyone in the cart was thrown up.

Guo Shouchun held on to the swaying luggage, grinned his buttocks, and the smell became even worse: "It's fine if the road is difficult to walk, and it still smells so bad, throw everything on it."

Because he had just shaved his head, something was suddenly missing from his head, and it was a bit cold when the wind blew, Cheng Nuo took the hat and put it on for himself, and said cheerfully: "Old Guo, smelly may not be a bad thing, I can hold it and open it a prescription."

"Tell me about it." Guo Shouchun became interested.

"Renzhonghuang, Renzhongbai, Niujing, Puffball, Zaoxin soil, and Baicao Frost are divided into equal parts." Cheng Nuo shook his head: "Pick up the rootless water, dry it in the sun, grind it into fine powder, and send it to the southeast. Sending the wind into the nose and taking it can eliminate the desire for fame and wealth."

Guo Shouchun is also a person with a solid foundation in Chinese, and after a little aftertaste, he understands the mystery.

I couldn't help stretching out my finger, smiling and nodding at Cheng Nuo: "Old Cheng, old Cheng, with this recipe, you can become a traffic policeman."

The so-called medicinal materials are actually excrement and urine, cattle and horse manure, stove soil, and plant ash, and they are basically frequent visitors on Beiping Road. For this reason, Cheng Nuo paid the tuition fee for a pair of shoes, which is deeply touched.

The prescription was also prepared after that incident.

Speaking of Cao Cao, when Cao Cao arrived, there was a policeman standing at the intersection not far away.

When Li Laosan saw it, he waved his hand immediately, signaling to the people behind him to keep silent.

"Hush, there's a 'road stake' in front of him, and he hit it, and it's necessary to knock again."

Although they didn't know the specific reason, Cheng Nuo and the others also stopped talking.

The traffic patrolman took a look at Cheng Nuo, thinking that he was well dressed and looked like a master of status, so he didn't pay much attention to them, and tangled up with a few rickshaw drivers with a short stick.

The so-called traffic police are largely similar to the urban management of later generations. They collect "street fees" from merchants and use them to supervise the servants to clean the streets, repair roads, prevent littering, etc., and belong to the lowest level of police officers.

Big and small have some power in their hands, and they can't afford to offend the rich and powerful, so they blackmail the weak pedestrians and rickshaw drivers, and they have to scrape a layer of skin no matter what.

"When I was pulling the cart, I don't know how much I paid for these road piles." After leaving the city gate to watch the cart go far, Li Laosan turned his head and gritted his teeth: "What kind of cart is broken, and the clothes are not neat It will affect the appearance of the city, and if you meet them, you will have to spend a fortune, or you will have to take away the car cushions."

Li Laosan talked about his past life and complained a lot.

Finally, he said to himself: "If it weren't for the lack of food in the countryside, who would go to the city?"

Cheng Nuo and Guo Shouchun glanced at each other and fell silent.

Both sides of the road are full of rapeseed flowers, a large piece of yellow Yingying, looking at the busy bees, I finally feel better.

Guo Shouchun plucked a branch at random, held it in his hand and observed carefully: "Old Cheng, you said that we have finished this inspection, what should we do next?"

"The next step, let's focus on the three major measures of teaching, scientific research and promotion. Didn't Peking University retain the agronomy, and cooperate with them for teaching. Scientific research is to introduce advanced Western technology and excellent seeds, and carry out local research. When the time is right, we will carry out agricultural extension.”

The front was fine, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, Guo Shouchun became interested, put the rapeseed flowers in the book, and repeated: "Agricultural promotion?"

"Yes, it's agricultural promotion." Cheng Nuo nodded affirmatively.

In fact, it is no wonder that Guo Shouchun was puzzled. This term was born very young, and it was born out of the term "promoting education" at Cambridge University in 1873.

At that time, in order to meet the needs of the society for knowledge and technology, Cambridge University and Oxford University began to send teachers to various places to conduct teaching activities and provide educational opportunities for those who could not enter the university.

Later, the innovation of western agricultural technology gradually derived the term "agricultural extension", and it will not be spread to China until the end of this year.

Therefore, in China, Cheng Nuo was the first person to introduce the concept of agricultural extension.

Guo Shouchun closed his eyes and read silently several times, then nodded: "Take what is taught in agricultural schools, what is invented in farms, and spread to ordinary farmers to promote the improvement of agriculture. Okay, old Cheng, this idea is very good."

Guo Shouchun was a little excited when he wrote down the vocabulary in his notebook: "Although there has been a saying of "persuading farmers" in ancient times, it is only to persuade and supervise farmers to increase agricultural production. Passing it down from generation to generation is too inefficient."

Cheng Nuo said: "The concept of agricultural extension is not limited to these, there are many more."

"What do you think."

"In a narrow sense, agricultural extension is not just about promoting agriculture. In addition to seeds, agricultural knowledge and skills will also be promoted in the future. It is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish. This is only a narrow concept."

Guo Shouchun wrote down the words, and wanted to wait for Cheng Nuo to continue, but found that this guy closed his mouth, and his face was anxious: "Is this gone? In a broad sense?"

Cheng Nuo smiled without saying a word, turned his head and looked into the distance quietly.

"The time has not come, don't say it, don't say it."

Of course, some things cannot be said in advance, even with partners.

In particular, the broad sense of agricultural extension refers to the promotion of rural education and organization in addition to the narrow sense, and the cultivation of rural leaders, covering all elements of rural improvement and construction.

This has to wait for the great man to do it.

Prepare silently and wait for the time.

Guo Shouchun asked several times, but was prevaricated, so he simply studied by himself, muttering and didn't know what he was talking about.

The road continued to move forward, and Cheng Nuo took Guo Shouchun out of the car every time he went to observe the growth of nearby wheat, and kept a typical one when he encountered it.

Looking at the wheat seedlings in his hand, Cheng Nuoxin said: No wonder there was a joke in later generations that people from the city went to the countryside to cut leeks, and they turned into wheat seedlings.

If you don't look closely at it from a distance, it does look a bit like it.

There is not much difference in leaves and size.

Looking back at Guo Shouchun, he found that he was squatting on the ridge of the field, his brows were tightly furrowed: "The wheat will turn green soon, and the veins are withered and yellow. This means that the preparations for winter were not made a year ago, and the growth is weak. It is estimated that there will not be many knots. tilled."

Bending down to touch the soil, he sighed again: "The moisture content is not good either. The rain last night didn't fall through, and the bottom is still dry. I'm afraid the harvest this year will not be too optimistic."

Turning green refers to the stage when the wheat seedlings survive the winter and start to grow again, and it is also the last process of the seedling stage.

This process is very important and requires weeding, watering, topdressing, insecticide, etc. If you don't pay attention, you may suffer from pests and diseases.

The professional work was handed over to professionals, and Cheng Nuo just followed behind to do the work.

"Compared with the United States, how big is the gap?"

Guo Shouchun stood up and patted the soil on his hands: "There is still a big gap. It seems that there are problems along the way, such as rust, powdery mildew, and root rot. I don't know about other places, but these lands should not have been passed through. Selective breeding."

Cheng Nuo shook his head and sighed: "It's definitely unrealistic for the common people to select and breed by themselves. You can see if this works. After the investigation, there are two lines in parallel. One is to import their seeds from foreign countries and cultivate them locally; the other is to go to all parts of the country. Collect excellent wheat seeds and select the best ones. I will find a solution to the problem of funding."

"If you have money, you can talk about everything. You can't rush, especially agriculture. The wheat seeds from Italy and the United States are also good. Let's take our time." Guo Shouchun happily patted him on the shoulder: "By the way, I heard that Jinling University's Professor Rui Silan started the wheat single ear experiment a few years ago, and we will discuss and compare with him when the time comes."

"Exchange and cooperation, healthy competition, good for everyone."

"I'll talk about it later, this piece of land is almost enough to see, let's go ahead first, and then look at other things."

After they got out of the car, they walked and talked. After a while, they saw an old man weeding in the field.

Cheng Nuo took the initiative to step forward and said politely, "Master, are you alone?"

"What, what are you talking about, I can't hear you." The uncle stopped what he was doing, set up the hoe, and pointed to his ears: "I'm getting old and hard of hearing, please speak up."

Cheng Nuo raised his voice: "Master, are you alone?"

"Oh, what am I doing? Didn't I just hoe the pig vines, so I can dung tomorrow."

It's not as simple as deaf ears, Cheng Nuo continued to ask: "I see that you are in good health, and you will live a long life this year?"

"What, did you eat it? I haven't had it yet. I'll eat it after I finish hoeing the field. My wife made vegetable soup. Would you like to eat it together?"

Guo Shouchun was overjoyed at the side, but Cheng Nuo couldn't stand it anymore, so he pointed at him and told him to come over and ask for directions.

"Don't read the joke, old Cheng. I'm afraid this old man really can't hear you. Do you have a solution?"

"Of course there is."

"Then tell me."

"Don't say it, don't say it." Guo Shouchun deliberately pretended to be concealed by Cheng Nuo before, and said with a smile: "It won't work if you say it."

Cheng Nuo immediately laughed angrily, and kicked his ass: "You can do it, then you come."

Guo Shouchun confidently came to the old man's house, put it next to his ear and asked, "Old man, where is the nearest village? We have something to do in the past."

The old man took a step back and looked him up and down: "Young man, are you asking if there is a girl of the right age nearby, and want to find someone? With your conditions, it shouldn't be difficult to find, right? How do you go to the countryside?"

Cheng Nuo laughed when he heard it, and his stomach hurts: "Old Guo, I won't say anything about you taking advantage of me, but your method doesn't work either. I have to say it. It turns out that it doesn't work if you say it."

"Well, sir, then you can continue to work, and I won't disturb you." Guo Shouchun pretended not to hear Cheng Nuo's words, and ran over desperately, a little unwilling to admit defeat: "What are you laughing at, aren't you too good?"

The two of them still wanted to chat a few words, when they saw Li Laosan getting off the donkey cart.

"Gentlemen, I seem to see something, let me try."

Guo Shouchun originally wanted to question, but Cheng Nuo grabbed his arm: "Old Li, come here, if it doesn't work, let's ask someone else for directions."

Li Laosan nodded, walked up to the old man, pointed at Cheng Nuo over there, and said loudly: "Master, the two gentlemen are not here to collect taxes, nor are they officials, they are gentlemen from the university. They are here to help us." farming."

Immediately, the old man lost his deaf ears, and picked up the hoe to tamp the ground: "How many generations of land have been planted, so I don't need others to teach me, face to the loess and back to the sky, just wait and see if God rewards me with food."

Cheng Nuo had gained a lot of knowledge, but it was the first time he had seen flexibility and deafness.

"Master, so you can hear me!"

The old man heard that they were not tax collectors, and felt that these young people were more pleasing to the eye, so he smiled honestly: "I'm old, I can't move, and I can't help living on these few acres of land."

Chatting with the elderly later, there is no way to pretend to be deaf, it is used to fool the tax collectors.

According to the usual practice, after the fall of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the life of farmers should not be improved, at least the land tax should be lowered.

But the fact is just the opposite. The Beiyang government's taxes have increased instead, and they have used various reasons to search for money.

One piece of land plus five cents is collected for each mu of land. This year, it is only a hundred catties of grain, and there is not much money after paying the tax.

The key is that you are still not satisfied. There will be additional taxes per mu in the future, such as security tax, education tax, deed tax, police bullet tax, health tax, etc., and you will be charged a slaughter tax of 600 cash for killing a pig.

It is not without his reasons that the Beiyang government collapsed in more than ten years.

As for the later national government, let alone the taxation has increased year by year.

Years of famines to flee disasters, in addition to looking for a stutter, more is to evade taxes, and the tyranny is fiercer than a tiger.

Talking about this, the old man spat on the ground: "It's not a good thing. It's been ten years since the tax was collected, and I'm still thinking about changing tricks and continuing to make money."

After seeing Cheng Nuo and his party, I thought it was that group of people who came to the countryside again to see if I could get another tax increase. I originally wanted to run away, but after thinking about it, I might as well just pretend to be deaf, so I had the problem just now. joke.

Cheng Nuo was deeply touched: "Master, we are different from those people. We just want to see the crops in the field and find ways to increase production so that life will not be so difficult."

They brought in Guo Shouchun and the two of them began to talk about the benefits of agricultural extension, saying that they came here for goodwill.

The old man smiled and waved his hand: "It's been a long time since I've looked forward to it. How can I live? Didn't you just ask if there is a village nearby? Go straight and meet the intersection. Turn left and see an old locust tree. That's Xiaowangzhuang, that's My family, unfortunately, there are not many left."

Cheng Nuo was helpless, he had no grades in his hands, and how could people believe it just by talking about it.

"Grandpa, thank you, you are busy, pay attention to your body, we will go first."

But not far away, I saw the old man running over panting, holding a clay pot in his hand.

"Young students, you wait."

"What's the matter, sir, do you want us to give you a ride? There are still many seats, please sit down."

The old man refused Cheng Nuo's support, and instead handed over the pot.

"Young students, don't look at me as an old fool, but my heart is transparent. I know that you have good intentions and are people who do great things. But I am old, and I may be buried at any time. I will not help you when the time comes. I can’t bear to see good people being rewarded.”

"When you get old, your stomach will get smaller. If you don't mind it, this is the shepherd's purse soup made by my wife. It's cheap. There are tofu in it, which is fresh. Let's take it with you on the way."

(End of this chapter)