Prancing Horse Xiliang

Chapter 77

Luo Zheng seemed to have no anger, waved his hand, and asked: "How much food and grass do you want to borrow?"

Han Song said casually: "Not much, [-] stones are enough!"

"Twenty thousand stones is indeed not much!"

Luo Zheng squeezed his chin, as if he was thinking.

Han Song smiled proudly, showing a sensible expression.

Luo Zheng suddenly asked: "My surname is Han, but I don't know who is Han Sui?"

Han Song arched his hands facing south, and said proudly, "I am the master's nephew at the end of the day."

Luo Zheng nodded, "It turned out to be Han Sui's nephew..."

"Bold, do you dare to disrespect my lord?"

Han Song stopped drinking, drinking off Luo Zheng's words, and his complexion was very bad.

Luo Zheng was laughed angrily, and asked: "This general has always been courageous, are you really here to congratulate this general?"

Han Song finally realized that something was wrong, his face darkened, and he shouted: "Bold..."

Luo Zheng lost his patience, and shouted sharply: "Come on, beat this idiot out of the general."

Before Han Song finished speaking, he was stunned.

Xu Chu let out a sinister grin, and rushed up with one stride, picked up Han Song with one hand like a chicken, and while walking out, slapped Han Song hard on the left face with a cattail fan.

In just one click, Han Song's mouth full of teeth flew out, and half of his face was swollen like a pig's head.

When the shrill screams sounded, Xu Chu had already carried them outside.

But Xun Yu repeatedly said, "The general is impulsive. Just drive out such ignorant people. Why beat him? Not only will General Xu Chu's hands be dirty, but Han Sui will be offended. There are only disadvantages and no benefits."

Luo Zheng said calmly: "I couldn't hold back for a while, and I was indeed a little impulsive."

Xun Yu said again: "Anyone who achieves great things can bear what others can't bear. I hope the general will be careful about it."

Luo Zheng had developed a domineering character early on, and he was a little displeased when he was preached, but then he thought that Xun Yu's straightforward admonition was really for his own sake, and the words were more tactful, so it would be a shame if he couldn't listen to it It was self-willed, his brows immediately relaxed, and he said with a wry smile: "I have made a note of this, the general. If you encounter such things in the future, you must hold back."

Xun Yu said happily: "The general has a great spirit and is able to accept good words. It is really a great man's fortune, and the fortune of the soldiers of the three armies."

Luo Zheng waved his hand, "Wen Ruo doesn't have to put gold on this general's face! Just now, Wen Ruo said that he was right, he hit Han Song, the idiot whose brain was kicked by a war horse, and Han Sui was offended. Defend!"

Xun Yu said: "The matter has come to this, and we can only be careful."

"Okay, let's go to work!"

Luo Zheng stood up and waved his hand.

Everyone got up quickly and filed out.

"Wen Ruo, come here."

Xun Yu just wanted to leave, but was stopped by Luo Zheng, so he had to ask: "What else can the general tell you?"

Luo Zhengdao: "Don't ask, the general has a few things to show you!"

Xun Yu was suspicious, so he had to follow Luo Zheng to the inner courtyard.

There are more than a dozen houses in the inner courtyard, all of which have been repaired.

In addition to the daily life of Luo Zheng and a group of female relatives, there are two vacant rooms, which are regarded as warehouses in the inner courtyard.

Luo Zheng took Xun Yu into a warehouse and was going to give some things to Xun Yu.

The warehouse is not big, only the size of a standard house in this era, about [-] square meters.

There were more than a dozen sacks on the ground, and they were placed around the walls.

Luo Zheng took a golden corn cob from a sack, handed it to Xun Yu and said, "Wen Ruo knows this?"

Xun Yu took the corn cobs, inspected them for a few times, and asked in bewilderment, "What is this? Why has Yu never seen it before?"

Luo Zhengdao: "This thing is called golden rice, which can be used as food."

"Golden rice?"

Xun Yu looked at it carefully and said: "For food, there are only five grains: beans, wheat, millet, rice, and beams. The ancestors ate all things to lay the root of life for future generations. What is this golden rice? I haven’t seen any records in any classics.”

Luo Zhengdao: "People didn't discover this thing before. As for the specific details, Wen Ruo don't ask. You just need to know that this thing can be eaten as food, and this general told you that the output of this thing is very high, and the production capacity per mu can reach two A thousand catties."

"what?"

Xun Yu lost his voice and said, "The yield per mu is two thousand catties, is the general joking?"

Luo Zheng said displeased: "This kind of thing, how can this general joke with you."

Xun Yu said in disbelief, "It's not just a joke, why is the production capacity of two thousand catties per mu?"

No wonder he didn't believe it, it was too scary.

You must know that in this era, the productivity is backward and the yield of wheat is relatively high. When the harvest is good, the yield per mu reaches [-] catties, which is already high yield.

As for the yield of two thousand catties per mu, it is a bit of a fantasy.

This is like someone telling Luo Zheng that it is reasonable to have a wheat production capacity of [-] catties per mu.

Luo Zheng was too lazy to explain, and he couldn't explain clearly. His family was farming. When the yield was high, one acre of corn could harvest [-] catties, but he couldn't tell Xun Yu about this, so he had to say: "Other Wen Ruo Don't ask, whether it is true or not, you will know if you arrange people to plant it last season. Anyway, the yield of this thing will definitely not be lower than that of wheat."

Xun Yu said: "I have never seen this thing before, but I don't know how to cultivate it."

Luo Zheng said: "This is not urgent, I will tell you slowly after the next general."

Xun Yu nodded, and kept looking at the corn cob, the more he looked at it, the more novel it became.

Luo Zheng grabbed another handful of wheat from another sack and said, "Wen Ruo will take a look at these wheat again."

Xun Yu grabbed half a handful of wheat from Luo Zheng's hand, looked at it carefully in front of his eyes, and said in surprise: "Where did the general get this wheat, not only the grains are very full, but also quite large, larger than ordinary wheat grains It is about [-]% larger, and the yield will definitely not be bad. The drought in the northwest is suitable for planting wheat. If it is cultivated properly, the yield will increase by at least [-]%."

Luo Zheng thought to himself, this wheat is a high-yield variety more than 1000 years ago, with a yield of [-] jin per mu, and in some places even over [-] jin per mu, unlike wheat in this era, a yield of [-] jin per mu is already high-yield, and said: " Don't ask Wen Ruo where it comes from, there are relatively few wheat seeds, and at most two or three acres have been planted, and Wen Ruo needs to spend some effort to disperse the seeds."

Xun Yu nodded repeatedly and said, "Don't worry, general, how can such good wheat not be scattered to expand the cultivated area. It will take at least three to five years to spread the seeds, and it will not be considered for food until hundreds or even thousands of hectares are planted. "

Luo Zheng took out another potato from another sack, "Look at this again."

Xun Yu took it, turned over the dusty potato with dry soil on it, and looked for a long time, but couldn't recognize what it was, so he asked helplessly, "What is it? Let me know."

Luo Zheng laughed and said: "This thing is called potatoes, and when there is no food to eat, it can also fill the stomach."

Xun Yu was surprised, "Where did the general get these things? Although Yu dare not claim to be knowledgeable, but he has read thousands of volumes of scriptures, why has he never seen these crops in any classics?"

Luo Zhengdao: "These things have not been discovered by the world, so naturally there will be no records in the classics."

Xun Yu said 'oh' thoughtfully, and did not continue to ask.

Luo Zheng said again: "The yield of this thing is higher, the yield per mu is four thousand catties, and there are many kinds."

"Four thousand catties per mu?"

Xun Yu was a little dubious, not as unbelievable as hearing that the production capacity of corn per mu reached [-] catties.

After all, this thing is huge and heavy. It is not impossible for an acre of real estate to weigh four thousand catties.

Luo Zheng nodded, potatoes are indeed a high-yield crop.

The yield per mu is [-] catties, which is just a general yield.

When Luo Zheng was ten years old and followed his mother to farm, if the potatoes were planted well, the manure would be sufficient, and with a little more water, one mu of land could produce more than 5000 catties, and some high-yield varieties were said to be able to produce up to ten thousand catties.

It's just that although this thing can fill the stomach, it can't bear the hunger.

It’s okay to eat for a day or two, but if you eat potatoes every day, you won’t have the strength to work.

Luo Zheng finally gave Xun Yu a sweet potato, and said: "This thing is called a sweet potato, which is similar to a potato. It can fill your stomach when there is no food to eat. The output is higher than potatoes. Is it unbelievable?"

Xun Yu exclaimed, "It's really unbelievable."

Luo Zheng nodded, "Whether it's true or not, you'll know when you plant the last season in the spring, and you'll know when you harvest in the autumn. During the spring plowing, I personally took people to plant these crops, and Wen Ruo also went to the ground to study, and I will leave it all to you in the future." Got it."

Xun Yu said happily: "Learning does not distinguish between high and low. Food is the most important thing for the people. Knowing the nature of things and being good at farming are the way to survive. Learn it with the general."

Luo Zheng praised sincerely: "If you don't despise Wen as a farmer, you are really a gentleman!"

"The general is overrated!"

Xun Yu cupped his hands and said a few words of humility.

Luo Zheng said again: "However, once these things are popularized and planted, the impact will be extremely huge, which is a great thing for our army, but if you teach other princes to get grain and farming methods, it will be a big problem for the general's confidantes .”

Xun Yu said deeply: "The general is very worried. The Central Plains is densely populated. If these species are really as productive as the general said, once they spread to the Central Plains, the princes from all walks of life will no longer have to worry about food and grass. I want to enter Guanzhong."

Luo Zheng nodded solemnly, and said: "So, this general intends to reorganize those peasants into farming soldiers, specializing in farming. Not only must strict control be imposed, but they will not be handed over to the people for farming in a short period of time, so as not to be exiled to other places."

Xun Yu agreed, "That's exactly what it should be."

Then he sighed again, "It's a pity that there is such a high-yield crop, but it can't relieve the people from famine. If there is no war in the world, this crop can be spread, and there will be no hungry people in the world. "

Luo Zhengdao: "There will be such a day."

After a pause, he asked again, "By the way, those folks didn't make any trouble, did they?"

Xun Yu said: "Don't worry, general, these civilian husbands are young and strong men recruited from the refugees. As long as they have something to eat, they will be easy to manage. It would be best to use the military system to control them and let them specialize in farming. .”

Luo Zheng nodded, "That's good!"

(End of this chapter)