In the middle of June, when the early rice was ripe, and just as the people were preparing to harvest the early rice, all the li in Pingyang County suddenly received an order from the county magistrate: On the 15th of June, bring the designated farmers to Dongmen Mountain to gather.

There are two farmer households designated by the county magistrate, one is the poorest tenant farmer in Lijia, and the other is the poorest flat farmer in Lijia.

What is the county magistrate doing here, is it urging people to pay taxes?

Although he had doubts in his heart, all Li Zheng still took two designated farmers and went to Dongmen Mountain on time, if nothing else, because it was the squire above their heads who conveyed the orders of the county commanders.

The order of the county commander can sometimes be vague, after all, the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and it is impossible for the county commander to come to clean you up for a trivial matter, and the term of office of the county commander is only three years, and after three years, pat his ass and leave, even if he holds a grudge, it is useless.

The squire on their head is different, the squire is the most prestigious person in the township, and people will not leave, offended, it will definitely make you want to die.

Therefore, no one dared not come, and no matter how far away they did not dare to be late.

On this day, Dongmen Mountain was very lively, more than 100 miles, no one brought two representatives of the peasant households, a total of about 400 people, such a large number of people standing together, just talking can tear down the roof.

Of course, Zhang Bin didn't call them to come to a meeting, Dongmen Mountain does not have such a big house, as soon as these people come to the entrance of the village, they will be led to the designated place in the back mountain, they love to stand, they want to sit on the ground, there is no stool.

This place is the slope around the eight acres of experimental fields, after coming here, they are all amazed, this Dongmen mountain village is really not simple, it is actually on the barren mountain to open such a large number of land, but also planted things, that piece of flowers and green growth is obviously very good.

What is planted in this field, the people who come here can't help but talk about it.

When they were approaching, Zhang Bin and Tang Xianyou walked down the mountain with a smile, and they were followed by a large number of people, including Zhao Mu, Xu Hui and other squires, Xie Zhenggang, Wu Shiqi with a few servants and catchers, and Zhao Yan with dozens of laborers, they had bamboo baskets, hoes, rakes, poles and scales, etc.

Originally, there was a lot of discussion in the mountain, but as soon as this group of people appeared, the discussion became louder, just like frying the pot.

Most of them were discussing whether it was a county magistrate to go out with Tang Xiantang Lao, after all, Zhang Bin rarely went to the township, and there were few Lizheng who had seen him, let alone ordinary people.

Of course, if he was wearing an official uniform, everyone would not recognize him as a county magistrate, the problem is that he is not wearing an official uniform today, after all, he has to walk up and down in the mountains, and he has to go to the fields, wearing an official uniform, which is extremely inconvenient.

He doesn't wear an official uniform, and no one really will associate him with the county magistrate, because he is too young, and with Fengshen's handsome appearance, he really doesn't look like a county magistrate, but like a rich son.

Zhang Bin didn't know that everyone was discussing him, after all, so many people were talking, and the voice was too noisy, and it was even more muffled, who knew what they were talking about.

However, he didn't like such a noisy environment, especially when he came to the test field to speak, his face was a little green, these people were so noisy, who could hear him talk!

Tang Xian saw his frowning appearance, and immediately turned his head to Xu Hui and said, "Meng Zhong, let them be quiet, what kind of system will this be." ”

When Xu Hui heard this, the fat on his face shook, clenched his fists and yelled, "Shut up for me." ”

, Zhang Bin's eardrums were about to burst by his sudden roar, and his ears were buzzing as if they had been thundered.

He couldn't help but pluck his ears with his little fingers, and the buzzing sound in his ears slowly disappeared.

Hey, why is it so quiet, he looked up, and the people on the hillside were all standing there with fear on their faces, not daring to speak.

Zhang Bin couldn't help but turn his head to look at Xu Hui, this guy is really a famous bully landlord in Pingyang!

Seeing Xu Hui's smug face, Zhang Bin endured the hatred in his heart, smiled at him and nodded to show his gratitude, and then, turned his head and said loudly: "Everyone, I invite you to come today, mainly to let you see the potatoes and sweet potatoes in this field, wait a minute, the official will order someone to dig it out, weigh it, and let everyone see what the yield of one acre of land is." ”

With that, he nodded to Zhao Yan next to him, signaling that he could start.

Zhao Yan hurriedly instructed his villagers to disperse in the fields, they had all practiced in the two fields of Chen Yingying's house yesterday, and they were very skilled in putting away potatoes and sweet potatoes at this time.

They are basically in groups of four, divided into two rows, the front one only uses a hoe and a rake to loosen the potatoes and sweet potato seedlings on both sides, and the back one uses his hands to turn out the potatoes and sweet potatoes in the field, shake off the soil, pull off the stems and leaves, and put them in bamboo baskets.

Soon, baskets of potatoes and sweet potatoes were carried to the villagers with rod scales and weighed one by one, while Zhao Yan took a ledger to write down the weights.

In less than an hour, all the potatoes and sweet potatoes in the field were turned out, and nearly two hundred baskets were filled.

After Zhao Yan finished recording, he immediately used an abacus to calculate, and after a while, he shouted excitedly: "Lord Qiyu County, the total number of potatoes is about 8,500 catties, the total amount of sweet potatoes is about 8,400 catties, eight acres of land, and the yield per mu is about 2,100 catties." ”

As soon as his words fell, the whole valley exploded again, and exclamations came one after another.

More than two thousand catties per acre, how is it possible!

What exactly are these potatoes and sweet potatoes, and can you eat them?

After everyone discussed for a while, Zhang Bin raised his hand and pressed it down, signaling everyone to be quiet.

At this time, everyone knew that this young unspeakable boy was the county commander, in front of all the squires, the county magistrate's face still had to be given, as soon as Zhang Bin's hand fell, the valley slowly quieted down.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Bin said loudly: "Everyone, you have witnessed the yield of potatoes and sweet potatoes, wait a minute, the villagers of Dongmen Mountain will take you to taste the taste of potatoes and sweet potatoes, after eating, the official will also give everyone a book, which introduces the planting methods of potatoes and sweet potatoes." After everyone goes back, according to the book, find a barren mountain to open quickly, and when the early rice harvest is over, the official will distribute 100 catties of potatoes and sweet potato seeds to all the people of Binh Duong for free. ”

As soon as he said this, the whole valley fried again, and each household distributed a hundred catties of seeds for free, how many catties did it get, how much did it cost!

This time, Zhang Bin didn't explain anymore, he had already left with a group of squires.

And these Li Zhenghe villagers were scattered by the villagers of Dongmen Mountain and brought to their homes, and at this time, the fragrance of sweet potato rice wafted throughout Dongmen Mountain Village, and each family cooked a large pot of sweet potato rice.

It is not enough to have rice alone, but it is not good to have no vegetables, and it is not good to eat sweet potatoes without potatoes.

Zhang Bin had already asked Zhao Yan to cook several pots of potatoes and stewed chicken nuggets, of course, in each pot, there was only one chicken, only a little spices such as star anise and cinnamon, but a large pot of potatoes.

In the villagers' homes in Dongmen Mountain, each family gave a pot of stewed chicken with potatoes for free.

The golden potato juice is poured on top of the sweet potato rice, not to mention how fragrant it is.

Those tenant farmers and flat farmers who drink porridge all year round are almost swallowed by their tongues, and even those who eat rice every day are amazed by the admiration of these potatoes and sweet potatoes!