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Chapter 461 The King of Yue’s Plan

It took five days to harvest all the winter wheat from several imperial farms near the capital, dry it and put it into storage.

As for the yield per mu, the Department of Agriculture keeps a tight lid on it. However, the farm servants and tenants who participated in harvesting and drying and nearby farmers can generally be counted.

The ears of wheat are so heavy, so gratifying. The yield per acre was less than 400 kilograms, so they ate up Huangzhuang.

Hearing that the wheat had just been harvested, the King of Yue brought several carts of goods and distributed them to the stewards and servants of the Huangzhuang. Everyone laughed so hard that their eyes went out, which showed that the output satisfied the King of Yue very much.

The farmers who helped them also received a lot of reward money, and even got several knives for their pork.

After harvesting the wheat, everyone carried various things. Under the leadership of the village chiefs, they found the steward of the imperial village.

"You see, we are all real neighbors. If you have something to do, if you shout, everyone in our village will come. Don't miss such a good thing as our close neighbors."

"It's easy to talk about." The manager of Huangzhuang smiled so hard that his teeth were exposed.

"Then, steward, please tell us what the King of Yue's next plan is? We can learn from him. Instead of eating meat, it would be nice to drink some soup and water. Life is not easy for everyone."

Who would have thought that a prince or grandson in a wealthy circle could farm better than these experienced hands.

They still have to learn farming from the prince. How can this be justified?

The steward of Huangzhuang was happy to be coaxed, and he sympathized with the farmers' difficulties, but he should not have said it easily, "After harvesting the wheat, the field must not be left idle. As for what to plant, the King of Yue did not say anything."

Anyway, we’ll know when the time comes, so why be anxious? "No matter how anxious you are, you can't pull out the green seedlings in the ground and plant them."

"The adults from the Department of Agriculture have said that this is the first year of the experiment of the King of Yue, so it is not suitable to make a big deal. The King of Yue is doing the experiment for the farmers all over the world. He wants everyone to harvest more crops and live a better life. The experiment is successful. Yes, I must let everyone learn from it.”

As soon as the words fell, everyone was extremely excited. It seems as if I have seen the days when the house is full of food and there is still a lot of food left after eating five meals a day.

King Gaoyi of Yue!

The King of Yue personally set an example for farmers all over the world!
The King of Yue cares about the people!

Zhao Guangyuan was still writing records and memorials with a group of officials in the Department of Agriculture, and various praises for him spread.

Before the memorial was delivered to the palace, the reward from the palace came.

Two large carts came, half of which were specially designated for the King of Yue. Zhao Guangyuan didn't want it and gave it to all the officials of the Sinong Department.

Mr. Yao, the Minister of Agriculture and Agriculture, did not ask for money, but asked for a few more pieces of palace satin. He was so happy that he could save a few more pieces of palace satin for his daughter's dowry.

Don Wangzhi stopped making concessions this time, and he also got several pieces of palace silk and a lot of money.

Living in the capital is not easy, but it is different from living in Qingshan Academy. Buying a small yard almost emptied the family's savings. And this is what he deserves. He has contributed a lot to the wheat in the imperial village.

Du Zhishu hugged several pieces of satin and nudged him with his elbow, "Want to have a drink tonight?"

Don Wangzhi was now well acquainted with his Shangguan. The two were of similar age and both came from poor families, so they had always been able to chat easily.

"No. You are not short of money now, but I am still short of money."

"I'm treating you, and I don't want you to pay for it." "I won't go either. When I get back, I have to polish up my script and make some changes so that I don't disappoint the princess."

Lin Zhaoxia wanted to make a show for students, and when the time came, he would ask the Yuefu Opera Club to perform in major academies, both to encourage and to disturb. Then he approached don Wangzhi.

Tang Wangzhi wrote several versions, but Lin Zhaoxia was not very satisfied with them. I was busy with Maizi and never had time to revise it, but now I can finally breathe a sigh of relief and decide to work on my creation.

"Then you are busy. The princess's affairs are more important." Du Zhishu and his wife had received favors from Princess Yue, so naturally they were always concerned about Princess Yue's affairs.

Now, not only is don Juanzhi busy writing storybooks, but his wife is also pondering over them whenever she has free time, eager to create another hit movie, so that she can become the second "Elopement Story". Du Zhishu couldn't help but shake his head and laugh when he thought about his wife's way of forgetting sleep and food.

"Then you have to be tight. You may not be able to rest for a few days. We will have to take turns at the imperial mausoleum." He warned Tang Wangzhi again.

Don Wangzhi nodded, "Remember it."

After the winter wheat was harvested at Huangzhuang, Zhao Guangyuan rested at home for two days. Lin Zhaoxia complained that the yield per mu still did not meet his requirements.

"You can't compare with the Hyundai side. It's all about technology and hard work there. No matter how hard you work here, you can't reach the fertility of the Hyundai side."

According to Lin Zhaoxia, the yield of 450 kilograms per mu is already a very good yield.

"That's the output that only Huangzhuang has."

Zhao Guangyuan leaned on the soft couch and frowned. If it were promoted among the people, without the meticulous management of the imperial village, the yield of 450 kilograms per mu would never be achieved.

When farmers raise more poultry, they are worried that they will gather in a bunch and become diseased, and how can they gain any fertility in the fields.

"You can't think like that," Lin Zhaoxia saw that he didn't raise his brows, so she leaned on him to comfort him, "Think about it, the land in the capital is still ripe once a year. If it can reach three crops every two years, wouldn't it be too much? Harvested a season of crops?”

Seeing that she was lying on top of him, Zhao Guangyuan looked down at her and put his hands around her waist.

Lin Zhaoxia was still comforting him, still unaware of it, "And according to your plan, you can plant spring wheat next year, and then you can plant winter wheat after the autumn harvest. That's the test. If you go further south to the capital, you can test it. When the crops are ripe, don’t farmers all over the world benefit from it?”

She folded her hands on his chest and rested her chin on them, "Further north, we won't be able to plant the second crop of crops, but if we can grow some short-term vegetables, can we sell them for some money? No matter how big the fairy building is, we can We won’t reject it regardless of the quantity…”

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Guangyuan's chin was picked up and his mouth was blocked.

Lin Zhaoxia pushed him, but couldn't push him, so she started to pat him, and words escaped from her mouth, "Well, during the day..."

The person has been picked up by Zhao Guangyuan, "They don't dare to come in." He stared at her, with only her in his heart.

After two days of rest, I also had fun with Lin Zhaoxia for two days. Zhao Guangyuan was satisfied and went to work as an errand in the Agriculture Department.

"There is a letter from the Imperial Mausoleum saying that all the melon seedlings have bloomed, the flowers of the early melon seedlings have faded, and the fruits have all come out." Zhao Guangyuan told the officials of the Agriculture Department about the planting situation of the melons.

"This year is the emperor's decree to plant watermelons in the imperial mausoleum for the first time. This matter is important and cannot be missed."

Everyone agreed.

"There is no spring wheat planted in the mausoleum this spring. When the watermelons are harvested, some winter wheat seeds will be sent to the imperial mausoleum. I know that many people have come to you to buy some winter wheat seeds, but I still have these wheat seeds. Arrangement, if someone makes a deal in private, don’t blame me for turning against you!”