Three Kingdoms New Malaysia Super League

Chapter 149 The Farm Harvest
The hot weather always makes people feel that time is long, but no matter how long the time is, it will always flow quietly between days, like sand leaking from fingertips.

Golden autumn is probably the most enjoyable season of the year.The blue sky also seems to have been elevated by a layer, and the autumn is refreshing.And the wheat millet that has been bent over in the field is full of joy of harvest.

But in Ma's Farm, the law of this season was broken.Here is a busy scene, but it is not only harvesting results, but also sowing hope.

Today, Ma Chao finally took off the brocade robe that showed his identity, and put on coarse linen clothes, mixed in the cornfield, just like those old farmers, except that his handsome face with red lips and white teeth and tall and straight figure could be seen immediately. Let people distinguish him from those old farmers.However, the joy of harvest on his face was no different from that of the old farmers.

Yun'er is at Ye Farm today, breaking corn like Ma Chao; Han Ying and Cai Yan are also there, but these two are too efficient compared to Yun'er who does farm work low.Especially Han Ying, who has never seen this kind of crops before. She broke one and stuck it under her armpit, and then broke another and continued to stuff it under her armpit, but pushed the last corn cob into the ground.It's like breaking a stick with a bear.

Cai Yan is even worse. When has she ever done such rough work with her hand that has been grinding with a pen all year round?Either the skin was cut by the corn leaf, or the head was crushed by the corn stalk.As for the corn on the cob, it seems that a few have been broken off.However, Ma Chao felt that she seemed to have only broken the corn cob from the beginning to the end, right?
Matthew, Ma Yunlu, and Ma Tie are also there.If it really counts as hard work, Matthew is barely okay. Although the speed is a lot worse than Ma Chao, as a general, he still has a part to persist. At the age of 12, under the sultry heat of Qiuhu, he finished breaking off the corn.As for Ma Yunlu and Ma Tie, the two have already started fighting with broken corn stalks...

Of course, Ma Chao would not really recruit these people to work as labor, they were just bored.It just happened to catch up with this harvest day, and I just invited these people to have fun and experience life.

Looking at the cornfield that was ruined by everyone for a few minutes, Ma Chao gradually became speechless.Pull out this group of pests in a hurry, so as not to cause more trouble to those old farmers: You know, these grains are not for eating.Instead, keep it for tomorrow to continue to expand the planting!

At this moment, there was a noise from one part of the farm.Ma Chao wiped his sweat casually, and walked over there quickly.I saw dozens of serfs kneeling on the ground, kowtowing and begging for something.

Ma Chao's face turned cold immediately: Since the time travel, Ma Chao has always paid attention to his own reputation building plan to eliminate the influence of those famous families who were plundered at the beginning.Under his rule, the poor and common people all worshiped Ma Chao as a god general.

The reason is that Ma Chao treats soldiers, servants, children, and craftsmen with benevolence and generous treatment, so that he can create a glorious and great image from the point to the surface.But at this moment, seeing these people begging for something, how could Ma Chao not be angry?
"What's going on?" Ma Chao asked Han Feng in a cold voice, with a hint of blame in his tone.

"Young master, these people are desperately refusing to plant this winter wheat in the field..." Han Feng had a bitter face: Not to mention these old farmers, even Han Feng was very hesitant to let these wheat survive the winter.The young master will be punished by God for wasting food like this...

Hearing this was the reason, Ma Chao's expression softened.He knew that these things broke the inherent thinking of these ancients after all, and it was extremely difficult for them to accept them, let alone implement them.That's why Ma Chao came here specially today to solve these problems with his own prestige: this has nothing to do with Han Feng's management, and he really can't solve it if he doesn't come forward.

"Don't worry, I know what you mean and understand everyone's feelings at this time. But since I dare to do this, I know it." Ma Chao clapped his hands, helped the old farmer closest to him, and continued: " These wheats can survive the winter, and they will mature next summer. If you don’t believe me, you can look around, have you seen these crops?”

Speaking of this, everyone was a little moved: Yes, the young master is so wise, where did he get these fairy things?Such supernatural powers, if you are not sure, how can you sow seeds rashly?
The old farmer who was the first to be lifted up by Ma Chao looked at Ma Chao carefully, and then said harshly: "Forget it, I just believe in the young master once!"

With this old farmer taking the lead, the serfs no longer insisted on sowing the wheat in an orderly manner under the command.

"Young master, young master, those cucumbers, tomatoes, beans, peppers, grapes, etc. have all been collected. But the potatoes..." It was Ma Chao's old housekeeper Ma Zheng who came running. After being replaced by Yun'er, he was directly promoted from an old slave to the rank of housekeeper.With decades of experience, Ma Chao's internal affairs, big and small, are well organized. The management of cooks, servants, children, etc., also obeys Ma Chao's requirements and treats them kindly, which makes Ma Chao famous. It's also a good fall.

After Ma Chao heard Ma Zheng's question, he patted his head and smiled, "The potatoes grow on the bottom. These ancient people have no experience in this field, so they are naturally a little bit blind."

These potatoes have been grown in Ma's farm for more than five months since they were brought by Ma Chao.At this time, the stems and leaves are completely withered and yellow, and can be harvested.

When Ma Chao arrived in the potato field, he was not polite. He reached out and grabbed the stems and leaves of the potatoes, and pulled them out with all his strength. Looking at the potatoes in Ma Chao's hands, everyone took a breath and saw four fists on the roots of the potatoes. The size of potatoes, each more than a catty.

Is this okay?One plant can produce four catties, so wouldn't it be three thousand catties to plant a thousand plants per mu? Even if this bag of potato seedlings is carefully cared for, it is impossible to have such a yield in a large field.However, even so, a half-fold is 120 catties, and a stone in the Han Dynasty is about [-] catties, which is a full twelve or three stones!

The crop yields in the Han Dynasty were quite low, and one mu of land produced only three stones.Of course, one mu of land in the Han Dynasty was less than the current 07 mu.That's four stones to death, which is less than four hundred catties in total. Compared with the current yield of one thousand catties per mu, it is really too little, and it is almost like relying on the sky.

The reason why everyone was surprised was naturally because of the yield per mu of potatoes.You must know that although the crops that Ma Chao picked before were meticulously cared for and had a large yield, they did not exceed twice the normal yield per mu in the Han Dynasty.The shock they bring is more of a freshness.

But this potato is different. Its yield is four or five times higher than that of any crop per mu!This kind of shock was beyond the imagination of those old farmers, so they couldn't help but be surprised.And after Han Ying, Cai Yan and others asked those old farmers, they opened their small cherry mouths in surprise, apparently still unable to react to the facts in front of them.

But Ma Chao still didn't think it was shocking enough, he scratched his head and said strangely: "No, why is it so little?"

Hearing what he said, everyone fell to the ground. Han Ying was about to pretend to comfort Yun Ye with a smile on his face, but Ma Chao was like a mad dog digging hard in the soil with his hands until he dug out three more potatoes before nodding in satisfaction.

At this time, Ma Chao felt that the surroundings were a little quiet. When he turned his head, he found that everyone was staring at the three potatoes in his hand with their eyes wide open.It took a long time before an old farmer screamed: "My God, forty stones!"

Ma Chao turned his head and saw that the old farmer was so excited that he fainted. Ma Chao hurriedly pinched him and poured cold water on him. After struggling for a long time, he finally woke up the old farmer.And as soon as the old farmer opened his eyes, he hurriedly got up and knelt down to Ma Chao: "Young master, a man of God! If these crops can be planted in various parts of our country as soon as possible, then certain poor people will no longer have to suffer from those crops." The pain of hunger!" After saying that, the old farmer burst into tears.

Ma Chao knew that the old farmer's grandchildren starved to death during the Yellow Turban Rebellion.For hunger, this old man has unforgettable pain.Seeing that Ma Chao had harvested such a high-yield crop at this time, how could he not be excited?
Everyone seemed to be shocked by the old farmer's words, and they knelt down and cried.For a time, this joyful harvest turned into a funeral like Ma Chao's braid.Even Ma Yunlu, Yun'er, Cai Yan, Han Ying and other women also had tears in their eyes.

"Please get up quickly, please get up quickly!" Ma Chao hurriedly helped the old farmer up, but the old farmer was probably still immersed in grief, and fell down again as soon as he was lifted up by Ma Chao.Ma Chao had no choice but to take the potatoes and said loudly: "Don't be sad, everyone. Today Ma's farm has harvested these grains and kept them as seeds. Next year, they will take them to overseas wasteland to expand production. As long as everyone is united, within three years , the entire Yongzhou can be planted with these crops. At that time, I guarantee that all the people under the Ma family will never go hungry again!"

"Young master is wise!" Everyone shouted in unison, and felt energetic again, and under the orders of the team leaders and stewards, they entered the next round of work.

Ma Chao finally breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, thinking that there will be nothing more to do, right?
But when he raised his head, he saw Brother Chou walking quickly to his side, and whispered into his ear:

"Sun Jian died in battle..."

(End of this chapter)