Chapter 25: The Vertical and Horizontal Period of Qianmo (1)

[This is to make up for yesterday, and there will be a chapter later]

In early winter October, the first snow of the winter, the wind came.

The snow was not heavy, and it only stopped after half an hour, and soon the clouds broke through and the sun rose, and the thin winter sun sprinkled down. The thin layer of snow became thinner and thinner in the sun, and could not cover the young green wheat seedlings that had just poked their heads out of the field. But looking at the continuous fields of Qianmo, the lush green was blurred by white, Han Qianliu couldn't help but laugh heartily, and even the officials who took Wang Shao, Gao Zunyu, and Han Gang to inspect the fields together were also smiling.

If there is a few more snows this winter, you can expect a bumper harvest next year.

Sandwiched between the Qinling Mountains and the remaining veins of Liupan Mountain, the basin where the ancient Weizhai is located is the first basin after the Bird and Mouse Mountain at the source of Weishui, with a radius of dozens of miles, it is the center of Weizhou in the old days, and the area of wasteland suitable for reclamation is huge, except for the land allocated to the foot of Nanshan in the occupation of Nazhi Linzhan, it is easy to exceed 5,000 hectares.

1,917 acres and 82 acres, which is the number of fields that have been registered around Guwei Village, and half of them are newly reclaimed wasteland this year. Because it is a newly opened place, for the village soldiers and archers who are in the tuntian here and will be called to battle at any time, the field endowment that has been discounted for them is nothing, unlike the villages in the Central Plains in order to escape the field endowment, there are a large number of hidden fields.

It can be said that the newly opened up area of more than 900 hectares is the best evidence that Wang Shao used to prove his achievements in tuntian. However, in order to be able to reclaim a large number of fields as quickly as possible, the Yuanbian Pacification Division adopted the method of collective farming, using a large number of horses to pull the plows, sent the garrison of Gu Wei, mobilized a full 500 pack horses and twice as many ploughing oxen, allocated the ploughs that were scheduled to be distributed to the immigrants, and cultivated nearly 1,000 hectares of wasteland divided as official land in a few days, and distributed the private land to the officials, and by the way, let them reclaim it together and sow seeds.

This kind of extensive cultivation is already a high proportion of planting and harvesting five; It is common to harvest two or three hundred catties of a hundred catties of seeds. But quantity comes first, and if enough fields are opened up first, you will have the confidence to speak in front of the Son of Heaven, and you can also completely end the debate about the amount of wasteland in Guwei. As for the harvest problem, we can wait for the population to multiply in the future, and then implement the technique of intensive cultivation - first solve the problem, and then consider whether it is good or not, and the edge of the reassurance division and the whole down all uphold this point of view.

So Wang Shao is now strolling in the fields, looking at the vast field, and asking Han Gang: "Yukun, how much have you heard about Chunmai?" ”

Han Gang chased half a step behind Wang Shao: "Regarding Chunmai, the lower official has already inquired about ......."

"Spring wheat?" Gao Zunyu didn't practice farming, and it was the first time he heard of spring wheat, so he turned around and interrupted Han Gang's words, "There is wheat planted in spring?!" ”

Han Gang replied: "The winter in the Western Regions is very cold, especially in Shaanxi, and ordinary wheat seedlings cannot survive the winter, so they can only plant wheat seeds that are planted in spring and harvested in autumn. Just like the sweet and cool Xingling, in fact, it is mainly based on spring wheat. ”

Because of Han Gang, Han Qianliu, who took on an errand in Tuntian, had a lot of contact with officials from all walks of life in Guwei Village, and he would no longer tremble in front of Wang Shao and Gao Zunyu. He had planted winter wheat all his life, and it was the first time he had heard of spring wheat, so he asked: "Third brother, you dragged the text, but I didn't understand it too well." Does it mean that the Western Regions is cold in winter, and the wheat planted will freeze to death? Therefore it is necessary to plant the wheat that is sown in the spring and harvested in the autumn. Right? ”

"Yes!" Han Gang nodded, "The habits of winter wheat and spring wheat are different, and the seeds cannot be the same. The seeds of spring wheat have been inquired about by the merchants, and if it goes well, they can bring some grain back before the year. Dozens of caravans, even if they are a camel, can have a few thousand catties of seeds. ”

Wang Shao raised his head and looked into the distance, his eyes were full of energy, and he saw a beautiful future, "When the spring of next year begins, we can reclaim an additional three or five hundred hectares of land, and then we can plant alfalfa and spring wheat." ”

Gao Zunyu said with a smile: "Guwei alone, there are 2,500 hectares of land, and when the time comes, see what else the princes of the court and the central government have to say." ”

Han Qianliu frowned and pointed to the wheat seedlings under the ridges: "Winter wheat has been planted for decades, and there will be no mistakes." But spring wheat is the first time to plant, and I'm afraid the spleen is not ripe......"

Wang Shao smiled and waved his hands disappreciatively, "Widely planted and harvested, first ask for a Cantonese word." As for how to grow it, just try it slowly. ”

Looking at Wang Shao's figure stepping forward, Han Qianliu wanted to speak and stopped. He is a veteran of farming, and he has always been intensive in cultivating the fields. This time, the newly opened fields are all sown with a lot of seeds, although the current growth is still said to be in the past, but when the spring begins, it will definitely not be able to take care of it, and can only watch the sky to eat. Now he is asked to casually put unfamiliar crop species on the list, which makes him more difficult than abandoning the land.

"In fact, spring is mainly alfalfa. People eat grain, horses eat grass, and the grass needed by thousands of horses, cattle, and livestock cannot be left to the rear. Spring wheat is only a trial planting, and thousands of catties of seeds will not be used in many fields. ”

Han Gang came over to explain to his father that although Han Qianliu was not relieved, with his character, since his son said so, he would not refute it in front of everyone. Shaking his head and sighing, he muttered and walked forward.

Wang Hou turned his head sideways and said to Han Gang in a low voice: "A few thousand catties of grain is indeed not much. But for the caravan, it was not a small number. Even if it is distributed to dozens of families, a camel of incense and other materials that are special products of the Western Regions can at least be exchanged for the same weight of Shu brocade, at least nearly a thousand. How much is it in exchange for a camel of seeds? I'm afraid that those merchants won't bring it! ”

"So I had the idea of using seeds as an entry tax, and the more seeds a caravan brought, the more goods it could buy in the field. It doesn't have to be limited to grains, but also seeds. And the seeds must be able to grow, preferably with a planting method. If someone dares to bring some inferior seedlings, then he will not have the opportunity to enter the field the next year. Han Gang already has a case for this, so he just waits for the right time to propose to Wang Shao and Gao Zunyu. Now I will tell Wang Hou to ask for opinions.

"There are so many crops available in the Western Regions?"

Han Gang shook his head and smiled at Wang Hou's vision, "There are countless crops of all kinds in the Western Regions. Aren't fruits and vegetables like sesame seeds, cucumbers, coriander, and watermelons all from the Western Regions, compared to fragrant medicine and jewelry, these are the most precious treasures. ”

After Wang Shao and Gao Zunyu went around the ridges of the field, they inspected the emergence of wheat seedlings, and at noon, they arrived at the main city of the Nazhi Linzhan Division, Fumang City. Zhang Xiang'er got the news early, set up a few tables of banquets, and waited for the high-ranking officials of the Marginal Pacification Division to enter the table.

Zhang Xiang'er asked people to serve the special products in the mountains and seas, although this 'sea' refers to Qinghai, but the whole fish rushed from Qinghai has not been seasoned by the famous chef, just stewed soup, but it is already delicious. The mountain delicacies such as bamboo shoots and mushrooms, as well as all kinds of birds and beasts, are even more abundant and abnormal.

Zhang Xiang'er persuaded a tour of wine, and pointed to a plate of bright red and translucent braised pork slices that were thinly sliced, and introduced it to the bureaucrats: "This is money meat, which is a great tonic, and it cures qi and blood deficiency." Now the astragalus in the qi tonic is added to it, which is the most nourishing Yuanyang. ”

"Zhang Xiang'er, where did you learn this?" Gao Zunyu asked in surprise. Money meat is a specialty of Guwei, and everyone here has eaten it. But the practice of adding astragalus is a one-time hear. And Zhang Xiang'er also said one thing at a time, in his mind, it is impossible for a Fan person to know much about medicinal diets.

"It's Zhu Langzhong in the sanatorium, looking for a villain to ask astragalus to make up for the injuries and illnesses in the hospital, and the villain thought to himself, since astragalus can make up for people's bodies, wouldn't it be a big supplement to be together with money and meat, so they braised it together."

As soon as Zhang Xiang'er said this, everyone looked at Han Gang, and Zhu Zhong was Han Gang's right-hand man.

Han Gang didn't know whether Zhu Zhong had learned these things from Qiu Yiwen or Lei Jian. However, nowadays, people in the world are recuperating in health, and many scholars and doctors are inseparable from the medicinal soup, and it has become a custom to order soup and send it to guests. Therefore, for medicinal soup and medicinal diet, many Langzhong have a bunch of experiences and recipes in their stomachs.

Han Gang took a piece of money meat and put it in his mouth, and it felt even better than the taste in his memory. He nodded and said with a smile: "Zhu Zhong is Qiu Laolang's proud protΓ©gΓ©, and he learned a lot of recipes from Lei Jian, a medical officer from Beijing, so this thing will not be bad." ”

Seeing the approval of the disciples of the Medicine King, all the officials raised their chopsticks one after another, and ate the money meat made of the donkey's whip cleanly.

After eating in Nazhi Linzhanbu, Wang Shao and the others were not in a hurry to leave. Being an official is idle, and those who are so busy that their feet don't touch the ground are only officials. Although the Marginal Pacification Division has always been busy, recently, both war and political affairs have come to an end, and it is just the time to spend a leisurely life.

Gao Zunyu had to take a nap in the afternoon, and Zhang Xianger arranged for him to rest. Wang Shao walked slowly in the courtyard, wanting to eliminate food. Wait for Gao Zunyu to get up, and then go to the mountains to see the scenery. Wang Shao has not had poems come out for a long time, and he also wants to take this opportunity to show his talent as a talented person in Dejiang.

It's just that it didn't take long for a horse to rush into the city and hand over an official letter to Wang Shao.

Wang Shao opened the official document sealed with wax and read it, and his face changed, "The imperial court is here to let blind medicine and Zhang Xiang'er enter Beijing." ”

"It's time to give a surname!" Han Gang was overjoyed when he heard this, but he looked at Wang Shao's face again, but he didn't look like he had seen good news.

"My lord, what's wrong?" Wang Hou couldn't see it right, and then asked.

Wang Shao's face was gloomy: "Yu Longke is also going to Beijing together!" ”