Villager of Daming

Chapter 342 Kaisi's Recovering and Increasing Production (Fifth Change)

"We can smell the smell of steamed buns." Zhu Yuanzhang stood on the edge of the ground, looked up and couldn't see the end at all.

The officials couldn't help sniffing, where did the smell of steamed buns come from?It does have an earthy smell.

"Masters, measure one mu." Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to calculate the yield per mu and asked the officials to divide the yield.

In fact, there is no need to test again. The wheat fields in Xiaqiu Village need to be watered, and you can know it according to the water canals.

Yang Xunwen, Minister of the Household Department, came out with a bundle of ropes in his hand. He first took out a short rope, forty feet long.

Find a place, put the rope well, press down with soil on both sides, he himself takes the rope in, and someone behind him helps stand still and step on the rope.

Five feet is a step, and a step is 240 acres. It is impossible for him to measure a step of five feet and then walk 240 steps.

He measured out forty feet, and it was enough to walk thirty steps in, that is, the rope was 150 feet long.

Such an acre is less than 660 square meters, only more than 610 square meters.

After measuring, Yang Xunwen walked out, wearing it in the mature wheat field, it was not easy, and it was painful.

Of course, right now it's not very mature, but the ripening period. At this time, the nutrients are all on the wheat grains.

If it is very yellow after waiting, then when the straw is about to break, the nutrients in the wheat grains will flow back into the straw.

That's why it is called, ninety percent is ripe, ten percent is harvested; ten percent is ripe, ten percent is lost.

"Sickle, Zhu Qing, follow me to harvest this acre of steamed wheat.

Take it back and grind the noodles to eat by yourself, not bad for this acre of seeds.I still can't eat well?
The sister and the prince also come to harvest, uh... Hanhan, you come to our side, you know how to cut the wheat? "

Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to harvest this acre of wheat himself, and when he arranged for the manpower, he would bring Hanhan with him.

Zhu Wentian: "..."

He doesn't want to go to work in the field, the sun is still in the sky!It didn't stray too far from the center, so he...

"Hey! Accept, yes, um! Hehehehe!" Zhu Wentian admitted.

A group of officials also recognized it, and the sickle was delivered. They picked out brand new ones and prepared to harvest the wheat, with someone beside them taking care of them.

Thirty steps should be divided into three sections, one section is ten steps, otherwise it will be a long way to close thirty steps.

The officers went in, set their distance, and got ready.

Zhu Yuanzhang, Empress Ma, and Zhu Wentian naturally picked up the old sickle, but the blade had been sharpened, so it didn't affect its sharpness.

Zhu Biao just picked up the new sickle, turned his wrist, and was about to cut the wheat, when he suddenly saw the choice between Hanhan, his father, and his mother, he put down the sickle again and took the old one.

After picking it up and moving it again, he understood that the new one was not as comfortable as this one.

A group of people cut the wheat in a swish, and each person only needs to walk ten steps away, and they don't need to worry about the surroundings.

However, just these ten steps made it difficult for many ministers. Some were too old to bend down, and some had never cut wheat.

Fortunately, there was someone to help, Zhu Yuanzhang, Queen Ma and Zhu Wentian were the fastest.

After walking a few steps, Zhu Wentian deliberately slowed down again, and helped Zhu Biao who was next to him hug a section, so that Zhu Biao could easily gather the straw.

With a distance of sixteen or seventeen meters, Zhu Yuanzhang and Empress Ma would reach the end in a short time. The two turned around and saw that Hanhan and Biao'er were about the same speed.

"Chongba, look at Hanhan!" Empress Ma knew what was going on at a glance.

"En!" Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly.

He could see that Hanhan cooperated with Biao'er's rhythm, otherwise he would be easily swept away by Biao'er's scythe when he got too far.

Hanhan cut his own while cooperating with Biaoer.

This is not an ordinary skill, it's not that experienced farmers can't see that Hanhan is helping.

"Father and mother, the children are finished."

Zhu Biao raised his sleeves to wipe his sweat, looking very excited, because none of the others in front had finished collecting.

"End, umm! Hehehehe!" Zhu Wentian followed up.

When he was talking, he naturally hugged a large bundle of wheat that had been cut in front of him, and then took a few stalks and twisted them to tie them up.

This set is the normal operation of harvesting wheat. It doesn't just need to be harvested, but it has to be bundled.

"Hanhan doesn't need to be tied up anymore, someone will gather them up and take them out immediately to weigh them."

Zhu Yuanzhang saw that Hanhan wanted to tie up something else, so he hurriedly stopped him.

Empress Ma said regretfully: "Hanhan is good in everything, he is also handsome, especially when he smiles, it makes people feel close, that is..."

Zhu Wentian raised his head and showed a simple and honest smile to Empress Ma, which had to be coordinated.

At this moment, with the help of others, the ministers also collected the wheat and turned back.

"Come here, gather the straw. Bring the threshing machine that was stepped on in Xiaqiu Village. In the future, the imperial court will make more bearings so that all the people of Ming Dynasty can use the threshing machine conveniently."

Zhu Yuanzhang thought of the difficulty of the threshing machine. The continuous stepping on the wooden shaft is easy to break and smoke, so someone has to watch it.

This is not the case with metal bearings and connecting rods.

In the future, when there is a war, the carriages for transportation will also need to be replaced, as well as the ships on the river. There are already ships with wooden shafts. Once broken, it will not be a common trouble on the river.

The guards gathered up the wheat, and the maids stood in a row, carrying a small basket in their hands, carefully picking the ears of wheat for weighing.

Take all the straws and tie them together briefly. The three threshers are aligned and try to turn around. No problem.

Under the crackling movement, the wheat grains were quickly knocked down, and all the wheat grains were knocked out, and then they were placed in the nearby rice fan machine and shaken to blow.

This process is called saving the real and removing the floating, and the last thing left is the grain of wheat.

"Divide the fight." Zhu Yuanzhang ordered.

The bucket is moved over, the wheat grains are put in, kicked to reduce the gaps, pressed again, smoothed and put into the bag next to it.

Packed one bucket after another, it is easy for the people next to you to count them clearly.

One bucket, two buckets...eight buckets...thirteen buckets...seventeen buckets, there is still a little left, change it to a measuring tool for liters, there is a little left after two times.

"Your Majesty, one stone, seven buckets and two liters." The person in charge of counting reported.

"From Xiaqiu Village, help us harvest another acre of wheat, okay?" Zhu Yuanzhang shouted to the people of Xiaqiu Village.

"Forty people come out, and one mu is harvested." The village chief yelled.

Zhu Wentian stood up, followed by his little friends, and a dozen more people, forty people each rushed in with a sickle, and within a quarter of an hour, an acre of wheat was brought down.

This speed is more than twice as fast as the previous officials' participation, so it is normal work.

Forty people turned around, gathered the straw as they walked back, and then bundled and bundled it. When they came out, the bundles of wheat were piled into a small pile.

"Bao'er, take a good look." Zhu Yuanzhang said to Hao Da'er, these children are reserved for Hao Da'er.

I can do everything in my daily life, and I am studying hard now.

In another ten or eight years, when they grow up...

The key is that children in Xiaqiu Village are being born continuously, and some will soon join the team.

"Thank you, father!" Zhu Biao also thought so, and the master gave him the most precious existence.

The battle was divided again over there, and the data came out not long after.

"Your Majesty! The second mu is one stone, seven buckets and three liters. Congratulations, Your Majesty!" The person who reported the number congratulated Zhu Yuanzhang.

"How much was it last year?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked Daer.

"Father, last year it was five buckets for one stone, but this year there are two buckets more. Normally, one acre of wheat is two buckets or three buckets for one stone." Zhu Biao replied.

(End of this chapter)