Farming at the beginning, I rely on business to counterattack and become a princess

Chapter 18 Challenging New Crops

On this day, Wen Dao's brother and sister had just cleaned up the yard and were about to start a fire to cook, when Dalang from the uncle's family came to send a message to let Wen Dao's family go.

"Da Lang, why is Uncle looking for your Fourth Uncle?" Wen Xiang called Da Lang to come in, and asked for information by the way.

"I don't know, but grandpa seems very angry." When Da Lang was not with Xiaobawang, he was still a very well-behaved child.

"Uncle is angry?" Hearing this, Wen Dao immediately got up and walked out.

"Brother, I'll go with you." Wen Xiang hurriedly followed.

Along the way, both of them were a little worried, but Da Lang, who was carefree, jumped up and down, happily.

As soon as he entered the gate, Wen Dao was dragged away by Brother Wen Xin, and Wen Qing grabbed Wen Xiang after only two steps: "Second Sister, I heard that you want to grow poisonous yams?"

Hearing this, Wen Xiang immediately knew why the uncle was looking for the elder brother, it was because of this matter, fearing that the elder brother could not explain clearly, Wen Xiang got rid of Wen Qing in a few words and hurried to the upper room.

In the upper room, Wen Zhong was sternly asking Wen Dao why he planted poisonous yams. He frowned when Wen Xiang ran in. Wen Xiang stuck out his tongue secretly and stood behind Wen Dao silently.

Seeing the little girl coming in, Wen Dao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then repeated Wen Xiang's words to the uncle again.

"Even if Lord Situ said it, if the planting fails, have you thought about the land tax at the end of this year? This is a big problem."

"Lord Situ said that the land tax at the end of the year is only [-]%."

"Even if that's the case, it's very reluctant. You and uncle are honest, what kind of seeds can really harvest more than soybeans?"

Wen Dao didn't dare to answer this question, not because he didn't want to say it, but because he really didn't understand and didn't know, so he couldn't help but glanced at Wen Xiang.

At this time, Wen Xiang took the initiative: "Uncle, don't worry, the yield of these crops is very high, Mr. Si Tu has guaranteed it."

Wen Zhong got up and took a few steps, then asked: "Is the Sichengtian tax agreed verbally, or is it literally?"

This, Wen Dao and Wen Xiang looked at each other, the one who pressed the fingerprint was Wen Dao, Wen Xiang didn't pay attention at all; Wen Dao was silent for a long time before hesitating: "It seems that it wasn't written in the book."

"You guys, you guys are still too young, how much can you trust what the government says?! This is terrible, I'm afraid it will cause trouble." Wen Zhong frowned, silently thinking about a remedy.

"Father, didn't the fourth brother agree to plant two acres of land in the yamen? I don't think it's better than this. Our family will help plant one acre. If the harvest is really bad, they will lose less." Brother Wenxin offered to help It is said to share the loss.

"How can this work! No, absolutely not." Wen Dao immediately objected.

"Dao'er, don't refuse, your elder brother's idea is good, and we can afford the loss, but you may not be able to afford it."

"This matter of the land tax is not a joke. It's just you and the second girl. If something goes wrong, how can I feel sorry for Ji Zi?" Wen Zhong felt a little sad when he thought of hearing about his father.

Hearing his uncle mentioning his father, he felt sad for a moment, but he still forcibly held back and refused to let his uncle help bear the loss:

"Uncle, just trust me. I have doubled the amount of rice planted. Although these are new varieties, I don't think they are much different. No problem, I can do it."

Wen Xiang stepped forward to help Wen Zhong to sit down, and said with a smile: "Uncle, I know you love us, although these crops are new, but according to Master Si Tu, they were sent from Fucheng."

"I thought, this is definitely not a lie, it depends on whether we can plant it well; we have also thought about the method of planting, and we will plant it in the field tomorrow. As long as we take good care of it, even if we can't get a good harvest , and it won’t be too bad.”

"Little sister is right, uncle, let us try it first." Wen Dao also echoed.

Wen Zhongchang sighed and sighed: "You guys, take things for granted. Some things are not as simple as you think. I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice. I have never seen such a big storm. Remember to Discuss with your uncle when you encounter problems, and don't be fooled by others anymore."

"I know, uncle, don't worry, we will not let you down, we must plant a good harvest, and then let uncle taste something new." Wen Xiang shook his fist fiercely, as if to kill the enemy. As if knocked down to the ground, everyone present was amused.

"It's okay for you to try it first, boss. From tomorrow onwards, you can go over and help. Hurry up and plant this seed in the ground to see the situation."

"Don't bother big brother, uncle has something to do at home too—" Wen Dao wanted to decline, but was interrupted by the uncle with a final word: "The soybeans are still drying, and they are idle now, so it's settled."

As soon as the Wenxiang brothers and sisters left, Zhang's face collapsed immediately: "I thought he was sensible. The rice has not been warmed yet, and moths sprouted. Can't they live in peace for a few days?"

Wen Zhong couldn't refute his wife's words, because he also felt that the seed was very unreliable, and finally he could only smooth things over by saying: "Say less."

"Why do I have to say a few words less? It's all because of your connivance. Anyway, someone will give him the bottom line. Wasn't the subsidy for studying in the past not enough? How much more will be subsidized?"

Wen Zhong had nothing to say, so he turned around and walked away, leaving his wife to vent her anger alone.

Wen Xin slipped away as early as the first moment of mother's anger.

Mrs. Zhang was left alone to yell at the air, scolding her husband, scolding her son, of course Wendao was scolded the worst.

I heard that the brothers and sisters had no idea that Mrs. Zhang was already furious.

Early in the morning of the next day, they carried the prepared artichokes and jade to their fields with great arrogance and arrogance.

The field has been loosened and fertilized in advance.This time, Wen Xiang decided to use the interplanting method of artichoke and maize to experiment with planting. The artichoke and maize were planted at intervals, and the sweet potato was planted separately after its seedlings grew up.

Wen Xiang taught Wen Dao and Wen Xin how to cut the seed blocks, how to determine the planting distance and depth; cut the selected yams into three or four pieces on average, each with sprouts, and then spaced the cut seed blocks Eight or nine inches are planted according to the ridge depth of four inches, while Yushu is planted according to the depth of the ridge about two inches.

This is entirely based on her lackluster planting techniques in her previous life, but at least it is a little bit better than blind planting, isn't it?

After the planting was completed, everyone thoroughly watered the ridges that had just been planted, and applied a small amount of farmyard manure on the edge of the ridges.

Finally, Wen Xiang told the eldest brother to pay attention to watering in the future, keep the field moist, and wait for the sprouts to grow.

During the whole planting process, both Wen Xin and Wen Dao were at a loss, and only listened to Wen Xiang's instructions.

Whenever Wen Xin raises an objection as to why he did this, Wen Xiang blames the books: this is what is said in the agricultural book, and that is also what is said in the agricultural book, and there is nothing that is not said in the agricultural book.

"So, the potato and Yushu are mentioned in the book? Did the book say that the harvest is high?" Wen Xin pressed harder and harder.

"Uh——, I didn't say much about the harvest, but——it must be higher than soybeans." Wen Xiang was embarrassed at first, and then said confidently.

After working like this for a long time, Wen Xin raised another objection: "Fourth brother, did you read this agricultural book? Or the second sister? Why don't you just listen to what she says and how to do it? Is it right?" so?"

"Cough—cough——, big brother, this, actually—" Wen Dao couldn't hold back anymore.

"Actually, my elder brother and I both watched it, that's how it is." Wen Xiang immediately interrupted Wen Dao's words.

"Really? You can understand books?" Wen Xin was deeply skeptical. Why do you think that these two brothers and sisters are acting weird? What's wrong?

Wen Dao avoided Wen Xin's gaze and went straight to work on the other side of the field; while Wen Xiang smiled and looked at Brother Wen Xin, that smile was brighter than the sun, and he was not guilty at all: "Brother taught me a long time ago. Literate, I have to understand everything."

(End of this chapter)