Zhu Yu, the magistrate who stepped on a pair of black cloth shoes stained with mud, will never forget the expressions of the squires when they left, an expression that was more ugly than the dead father.

Especially Feng Yuanwai, who was used to being the emperor of the soil in Miyun County, was suddenly trampled on by the little people he didn't bother to look at in the past, and he still saw a face that was more important than his life, and his face turned blue with anger.

Zhu Yudu, the magistrate of the county, began to worry about not being able to pour this old dog's anger out of breath, and died in the backyard of the yamen, but it really became the porcelain that the eldest brother said.

Thinking of the novel word touching porcelain, Zhixian Zhu Yu shook his head with a smile, his mind turned from his memory, and he looked at the endless rice fields.

In the past, the strange-shaped official fields were all combed into beautiful squares.

The rice seedlings are neatly planted in the rice field, rippling with the breeze, like a green lake.

It's good-looking.

Around the checkered rice fields, there are water weirs.

In the past, it was also winding and awkward, but now it has become horizontal and vertical.

Clean and uniform.

The paddy fields are close to the banks of the Chaohe River, and a concrete embankment has been built that can only cover the official fields, and according to Li Zhouqiao, a student at Kyoto University who is in charge of the construction of the embankment, it can protect against floods that occur once in ten years.

Zhu Yu, the magistrate of the county, stepped on the ridge without many weeds, walked to the long concrete embankment, and continued to improve the plan to liquidate the squires in the county.

It's been planned for a year, and it's already perfect, but the time is not yet yet, or the time for land reform is not yet yet.

Zhu Yu, the county magistrate, walked up a very steep staircase to the concrete embankment, and his vision suddenly opened up.

In front of him was the wide tidal river.

On the other side of the river, there are still strange-shaped rice fields, which form a great contrast with the neat checkered rice fields behind them.

"Boss, you're doing a good job."

Zhixian Zhu Yu suddenly heard a familiar voice, quickly turned around to look, and said in surprise: "Big brother!" ”

Zhu Shun climbed the embankment with a light smile, looked at the plain rice fields with a very wide field of vision, and said with satisfaction: "I didn't embarrass my eldest brother." ”

When Zhu Yu, the magistrate of the county, was entertained by the squires of Miyun County, he was hung for so long, and he still had a salty and unpleasant expression.

Zhu Shun just praised him twice, and Zhu Yu, the county magistrate, touched his nose embarrassedly, lowered his head and smiled: "Why is the eldest brother here." ”

Suddenly remembering something, Zhu Yu, the magistrate, pulled the eldest brother to the middle of the embankment, as if he was showing off his achievements to the adults: "Big brother, there is a steam engine in this concrete house, and the pool next to it is a pumping pool." ”

"The steam engine drives the pumping machine to pump the water up, and sends the water to the weir through this pumping tank, and then the weir continuously irrigates thousands of acres of fertile land."

Speaking of this, Zhu Yu, the magistrate of the county, suddenly had a red face, and stretched out a finger: "One day, it only takes one day to fill the pool, which saves a lot of time, so that the military households can spare some short-term work to supplement their families." ”

Zhu Shun knew why his younger brother was so red-faced, from April to July, it was called the busy moon.

Ordinary people need to pull weeds, plough, manure irrigation and other farm tasks, and the most time-consuming thing is that the whole family goes into battle to carry water to irrigate the rice fields.

Rice fields are not as good as wheat fields, and they need water from the roots of the seedlings to have a good harvest, and the rice fields near the Chaohe River are good, and you can use waterwheels, but the drainage is limited and you need to use buckets to carry water.

Not to mention the rice fields three miles away from the Chaohe River, they have to find a way to fetch water from the river or from the wells near the rice fields.

If you want to build a canal for irrigation, not to mention that the low water level of the Chaohe River cannot attract much water, just without the consent of the squires and large households, it will block the possibility of building a canal.

With the steam pump, the military households only need to come to pull weeds when they need to pull weeds, and come to manure irrigation when they need to apply fertilizer, so they don't have to come to fetch water every day.

The industrialized farmland bought the military family three months of leisure, and with these three months of leisure, they could barely survive the disaster year when the harvest failed.

Zhixian Zhu Yu saw that the eldest brother was more and more approving, and the red light on his face rose by three points: "The steam room of the eldest brother is the same as other steam rooms, it is made of concrete, even if it is a Hongyi cannon, it can't be opened." ”

"The gate is also a heavy iron gate, and there is a lot of gunpowder buried in it, as long as it is not our family's henchmen, there is only one end if you enter."

"When you touch that dark line that is difficult to find, it will be blown up into the sky."

The steam engine, which has various precision components such as cylinders, split condensers, spool valves, and centrifugal governors, has become more sophisticated than before after the continuous improvement of Longzhang Fengzi Bi Mingqi.

The pistons were also transformed into high-temperature-resistant metal dense rings, and even if the drawings were still marked with detailed dimensions to the Manchu Qing Dynasty, they could not break through the technical barriers and manufacture some precision parts that only industrial machine tools could create.

Zhu Shun still made a double guarantee, as long as the Manchu Qing Dynasty or the Donglin Party Jin merchants dared to grab the steam engine, there was only one end, and they would taste the feeling of flying.

Zhu Yu, the magistrate, suddenly sighed again: "It's a pity that Old Lady Song is a god, and Song Shihui is going to keep filial piety for Old Man Song for three years." ”

"Otherwise, Song Shihui, who has been silent for so many years, can see with her own eyes the results of her perseverance and perseverance over the years."

When it comes to the old lady Song being a god, Zhu Shun is inexplicably a little sentimental, but he is also very happy for his father-in-law, how many heroes and heroes in history can be recorded in history, and even fewer are gods.

What's more, this porridge god of the old man is not only extremely prosperous in the folk incense, but also has become the ancestral god of the five rituals such as the god of the stove king.

It has also been recognized by the imperial court, no longer a folk wild god obscene shrine, but a Taoist god like Guan Erye, it is said that many temples are ready to list the old lady Song as a golden-bodied monk in order to fight for incense.

Old lady Song used her good deeds to win the kindness, and the cabinet chief assistant couldn't envy it, which made Zhu Shun feel a lot better.

Zhu Shun came over to summarize the situation in all aspects, and when he went back, he wanted to discuss with the two talents of the Strategy Department how to break through the Northern Five Prefectures, and asked about the purpose of coming over this time: "Shihui is not here, how much mu of yield can be guaranteed." ”

Zhixian Zhu Yu stretched out six fingers and said seriously: "Six hundred catties, Shihui can guarantee six hundred catties even if he is not here." ”

"Six hundred pounds." Zhu Shun's calm face was a little more serious: "It's not enough." ”

"Not enough?" Zhu Yu, the magistrate, looked at the eldest brother incomprehensibly, the ordinary rice seed can reach two hundred catties, and the hybrid rice has reached a shocking six hundred catties, and the eldest brother actually said that it is not enough.

Zhu Shun nodded calmly: "Yes, it's not enough." ”

"It's not enough, and the Donglin Party thinks it's absolutely impossible."

"Only when it reaches a thousand catties can the Donglin Party feel that they must win."

If you want to achieve a yield of 1,000 catties per mu, it is not impossible to do it with enough chemical fertilizer.

Now that even the technology of synthetic ammonia has not broken through, don't think about chemical fertilizers, but it's not impossible, Zhu Shun has been arranging this matter long ago last year.

Finally, he took a look at the green lake-like checkered rice fields, and went back with the iron tower man and the others: "I hope that the prince of Fu will not disappoint Uncle Ben." ”