He Wenrui took his own sunshade hat, and the straight trim on his body had long been dirty, and he was replaced with a short linen coat that farmers often wore when farming, which made it easier to walk in the fields.

Dressed up like this, Zhiwen and the others did not publicize his identity in Zhuolu Mountain according to the instructions of Lord He, and walked in the mountains, He Zhizhou did not attract the attention of the mountain people, at most he was regarded as the new bookkeeper of the trade union.

The footsteps of "pop papa" couldn't help but sound, and the people of the Zhuolu Trade Union led He Wenrui to go around outside, and then entered the office compound one after another.

Everyone wiped their sweat, fanned the wind, and drank water, although they were not tired, but they were so hot that they couldn't talk for a while, even He Zhizhou, who was a little anxious, and Zhou Chengyun, who was full of excitement, were no exception.

Today's pass, plus yesterday's day, finally finished the range of 4,000 acres of land in the mountains, not much, but the distribution is a little scattered, and it still takes some time.

He Wenrui gasped for a moment and looked at a staff member beside him, who looked up and nodded at his proprietor after writing and drawing on the paper.

He Zhizhou was concerned about the food of Zhuolu Mountain, and only had a simple lunch at Zhuolu Trading House, and urged everyone to continue their journey, which was the third day they arrived in Zhuolu Mountain.

When he first arrived in the mountains, it was already in the afternoon, and the magistrate, regardless of his fatigue, first looked at the warehouse where the trade union stacked grain, the focus of which was the number of sweet potatoes and potatoes, other wheat sorghum, etc., and he did not pay attention to it.

If you want to accurately weigh the amount of these grains, it is obviously difficult to do it in a short period of time, but this staff member of Lord He also has some skills, after looking at the size of each hundred catties of sweet potatoes and potatoes, he can basically estimate the amount of grain in a warehouse, and in half a day, the approximate stock of sweet potatoes and potatoes in the mountains was roughly calculated by him.

Although there are some discrepancies with Zhiwen's registration, it is not too bad, and the sweet potatoes in the hands of the trade union are still more than 2.6 million catties.

That night, He Zhizhou casually entered a few households, and his purpose was naturally to see how much grain was in the mountain people's homes, but the result, needless to say, was the same as what Zhiwen said, and every family could be called a warehouse full of grain.

In the next day and a half, it was to measure the acres of land, of course, it was impossible to do it clearly, but this kind of thing, even He Zhizhou himself, after a few glances and a walk, could roughly judge the size of the land.

In order to verify that there are no other fields in the mountain, He Wenrui walked for a while in the afternoon, during which there was a small episode, when he arrived near the top of the mountain, some people were still worried that He Zhizhou had to go to the forbidden place in the mountain - to wash wool to see, but he didn't expect that Lord Zhizhou would come here, smelling the pungent smell, only frowned, and did not continue to go up, he naturally could see that the top of the mountain was rocky, not suitable for farming, and it was estimated that this place was regarded as a place for Zhuolu Mountain.

After reading the field, He Zhizhou knew in his heart that Zhiwen did not lie about the grain yield per mu that Zhiwen told him, although according to the current grain stock, the yield per mu is about 600 catties, which is not up to 1,000 catties, but if you add the part that has been consumed, as well as the grain stored in the mountain people's homes, it should be almost the same.

In fact, He Wenrui already had a spectrum in his heart for this result, but after finally being confirmed by his staff, a huge surprise surrounded him.

Yield per mu is a thousand catties, what is this concept, this is the high yield that has never been seen in the history of China, according to the later generations, it is of epoch-making significance, according to the current statement, it can be compared to Shennong, if it can be promoted, it is like Confucius's sanctification, it is also possible.

"Everyone, you gods..."After confirming the yield per mu, and you can also grow two crops a year, sweet potatoes and potatoes have naturally become the gods in He Zhizhou's mouth, "... If you want to plant, there are no special conditions, right? ”

He Wenrui's heart was pounding, sweet potatoes and potatoes were high yield and drought tolerant, in his eyes, it was simply too perfect, he was afraid that planting them would require high requirements, in short, it could only be in the vicinity of Zhuolu Mountain to have such an amazing performance, if it was so, in addition to being beneficial to Zhuolu Trading Company, for him, it would be empty joy.

"Returning to my lord," Li Zhi didn't hear the meaning of He Wenrui's words, and replied in a proper manner, "There is nothing special about them, but since they are twice a year, the land consumption is fixed, and more fertilizer is needed to protect the land during the slack time." ”

"This..."He Wenrui's heart was hot, and he looked at Zhiwen expectantly, "Virtuous nephew, is this true?" He knew that Zhuolu Yamanaka Zhiwen was the one who had the final say.

"What Li Zhi said is not inappropriate, but..."Speaking of this, Zhiwen came to a divine turn.

Hearing this, He Wenrui was in a hurry, and without waiting for Zhiwen to continue, he hurriedly said, "But what? What's wrong? ”

Since ancient times, most of the literati in China have been officials, most of them are no different from ordinary people, some seek power, some seek wealth, and some pursue, they want to show what they have learned in their chests and benefit the people.

Benefiting the people sounds like a wholehearted for the people, but what can really be done, I'm afraid there are few people, what these people really pursue is to leave a name in history, of course, it is the kind that will last for hundreds of years, not for thousands of years.

This kind of thing is not so simple, although even if you keep a state and a county, how can you leave a reputation, but most of them are county chronicles and state chronicles, it won't take long to be forgotten by the world, only the higher the official position, the more likely it is to leave a name, if you can enter the center, even if you are a papier-mâché elder, you can also have a personal biography in the history books.

How can it be so simple to enter the center, He Wenrui knows very well that even his mentor Geng Ruqi is still a step away, not to mention his own small state official.

But at present, this matter is the best opportunity to leave a name in history and be remembered for centuries, these two divine objects, with their output far beyond the world's knowledge, once they are popularized and planted, they will become the most dazzling things in the land of China, save the lives of countless Li people, become a legend to carry forward the past and forge ahead into the future, and leave a strong mark in the history books.

As the initiator of the Zhiwen, there is no doubt that it can be admired and worshiped by the peasants, but because of its age and knowledge, it may not be able to be put in the eyes of the scholars.

He Wenrui, who was born as a scholar and is still a jinshi, does not have this problem.