"Lang Jun must not ......"

Xu Ke was quick to move, intending to stop Jiang Pengji who wanted to go down to the ground to help. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's not that he thinks that the other party's status is noble and he can't go to the field like a farmer, it's simply because he is busy enough now and doesn't add to the chaos!

Jiang Pengji turned her head and asked Xu Ke suspiciously, "Why are you stopping me?" There are no cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods in the fields......

At this time, the audience in the live broadcast room has begun to incarnate as teachers, using words to teach Jiang Pengji how to do farm work, even if she didn't know it before, she can now follow the script and follow the strategy given by her friends in the live broadcast room...... Xu Ke is looking down on her.

Xu Ke choked, and said half-loudly, "Lang Jun's status is extremely noble, how can he be like a mud leg......

Jiang Pengji looked at him with a gloomy look in her eyes, and spit out a sentence.

"Speak human words. ”

Xu Ke's face turned blue, and he said in a half-loud voice, "The autumn harvest is busy, so don't make a mess of Lang Jun." ”

Jiang Pengji: "......"

She didn't want to look up at the live broadcast screen anymore hahaha, she used to feel sorry for Xu Ke, but this time it was her turn to be distressed.

[Old Driver Lianmeng]: Hahaha, light a candle for Geng Zhiboy, and he really said this.

[Drunk White Snake Soup]: I was drinking a drink just now, and I almost choked on my trachea. Xu Ke is a young man, this is death, even if he thinks so in his heart, he can't say it with a big grin. I see that the anchor's expression is about to change, oh, young man, you have to be careful, you are going to be wearing small shoes.

[Mowu Huaxi]: #托腮, Xu Ke doesn't follow the routine. According to the general routine, he should be secretly moved in his heart at this time, after all, the anchor is willing to put down his body and work in the field, this is to have fun with the people, Mingjun must have the quality, he actually dislikes the anchor.

[Yun Qi Meow]: Do any of you remember the origin of the anchor?

I really doubt that the anchor knows which ones are ears of grain and which ones are straw?

Jiang Pengji was hit by an arrow in the knee, she really hadn't seen real crops.

It's like the audience in the live broadcast room hasn't seen a pig run, but has eaten pork.

But can't you despise her knowledge just because of that, okay?

[Anchor V]: Isn't there your barrage guidance?

[Old Driver Lianmeng]: Most of them came over from Du Niang, and I don't know if it's useful.

Jiang Pengji: "......"

[Milk Baby]: Actually, I'm curious, there should still be agriculture in the era of the anchor, right?

Jiang Pengji silently looked at Xu Ke, the other party didn't give an inch, she squatted on the ridge depressedly, and looked at the working farmers with her hands on her cheeks.

seems to have retreated, but actually chatted with the audience in the live broadcast room.

[Anchor V]: Do you know what it meant to be a farmer in my time?

The audience in the live broadcast room expressed shock and sent a series of exclamation points.

How much money can you make from farming?

Jiang Pengji thought about it for a while, and used a very vivid metaphor to let them have a general idea.

[Anchor V]: You have all seen the Kunyu map of Dongqing, and you also know the approximate land area of this country.

The audience in the live broadcast room said that they knew, after all, Dongqingkun's map was hanging in her study, and it was difficult not to see it.

When it comes to the land area, it is about one-sixth of the Chinese country of their time, and the area is slightly larger.

This is the content obtained by a data god in the live broadcast room after combining the various data given by the anchor.

And then what?

[Anchor V]: It seems to be a large land area, which is about the same as a small and medium-sized farm.

In other words, the Dongqing Emperor did not occupy as much land as a small and medium-sized farmer in her time.

Friends in the live broadcast room: "......"

[Old Driver Lianmeng]: I may have drunk fake wine and watched fake live broadcasts...... Suddenly I couldn't look directly at the word farmer.

[Little Ghost]: I can't look directly at +1, and I suddenly feel that my rural household registration is instantly taller.

[Moonlight Treasure Box]: Can't look directly at +2, the city account trembles.

One-sixth of China's land area is completely unimaginable.

It's just that with such a large area of farm, can a farmer be busy?

You should be busy, right?

It's just that they can't imagine what it looks like.

[Old Driver Lianmeng]: Wait a minute, I seem to have analyzed a terrible fact. If there were such a large area of farms in the anchor's time, it was obvious that the earth could no longer meet the needs of these farmers, and there would inevitably be such an existence as an agricultural planet?

In other words, the anchor's era has entered interstellarization, similar to the imagination of many interstellar novels, there are many planets in the universe suitable for living creatures, and some planets are specially divided for farming, and then such terrible farmers are born.

The friends in the live broadcast room were reminded by him like this, and they all seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood.

Jiang Pengji didn't know what these people were doing, she quietly watched as two or three tenants gathered in a field and cooperated for mutual benefit.

The audience in the live broadcast room could not tell how the farmers of her time managed a farm as large as Dongqing, because they had not seen it with their own eyes, and she could not tell that the farmers actually harvested grain like this before she saw the autumn harvest scene with her own eyes......

Seeing that Jiang Pengji was so quiet, Xu Ke was worried in his heart, and changed his words, "If Lang Jun is really curious, he should let the tenants who are familiar with the fields guide him...... These grains seem to be nothing, but if they are not harvested properly, they can easily cause lumbar muscle strain and scratches on hands and feet......"

Jiang Pengji looked at him and said, "Then you go find a tenant to come over." ”

The audience in the live broadcast room will only copy and paste Du Niang, which is not much better than her.

Xu Ke couldn't, so he could only get up and find an experienced old tenant, hoping that his own Langjun would retreat in the face of difficulties and stop tossing.

"Why don't you use tools?" Jiang Pengji has a limited understanding of ancient times, even if she searches for information from books and the outside world after coming to this era, many things still have to be seen to believing, she has no physical objects in her mind, and she can't imagine them.

The old tenant was sincerely afraid, "If you return to Langjun's words, there are farm tools, but farm tools are scarce, and ploughing cattle are precious...... Generally, it is shared by three or four households. When this family is finished harvesting, it is the turn of the next family. If you're experienced, you're not slow......"

In fact, it is more dependent on human power than the power of tools.

Jiang Pengji followed the direction of the old tenant's finger and saw the farmers in a certain field using rough farm tools, frowning slightly.

Harvesting grain by manpower, such a means, she simply could not imagine.

Not to mention those big farmers, even small farmers, let a farmer harvest crops, it is estimated that he will not be able to harvest the crops in a lifetime.

To put it bluntly, the machinery of this era is too backward and can only rely on manpower, not external forces.