After breakfast, the farmers came one after another, although there were experienced farmers in farming, they had long said that the corn was almost ready to be harvested, and the leaves were yellow, but everyone still decided to wait for the young owner to arrange it later, this is the new grain from the gods who have no experience, in case of any taboo of the young owner, it is not an unintentional villain!

Because no one had ever planted corn before, Guo Dalu originally asked each family to plant one acre experimentally, of course, there were also two or three acres of land that were idle, and only one bold one in the whole village planted ten acres directly.

A group of people surrounded the Shaodong family to the ground, all of them looked at him, no one did anything and waited to see how the Shaodong family harvested, whether there was still a ritual such as a sacrifice, and then burn a yellow watch or something for the gods in the sky...

"Click!"

Guo Dalu pulled off a corn cob and threw it into the back basket, turned around and said to everyone: "Just pull it off and collect the CD!" ”

Suddenly fainted.

A group of big girls and young men rushed into the cornfield like wild boars, crackling and drying, and the old men and old ladies were on the edge of the field to talk to the young owner.

After the corn is moved home, it also needs to be dried in the water, which Guo Dalu knows, and he has seen a lot of golden pieces hanging on the beams of those farmhouses in the movie, of course, this is also after personally guiding the planting of corn.

This is nothing technical, it will be something at a glance, and at the moment on the edge of the ground, Guo Dalu picked up the corn cob and began to demonstrate.

"Let's take a look, this corn has to be dried after it is moved back, it can't just pile things up, it should be moldy and spoiled like that, just put the corn like this, peel off the excess skin, and leave the innermost three or four layers, turn up the leaves of this bud rice, and then tie two bags of corn together, so that you can hang it on the edge of the beam, remember, it must be hung on the side of the ventilation and sun, and when it is completely dry, you can peel off the corn and grind the flour and steam the bun to eat, remember?"

"Remember, remember, it's easy, thank you Shaodong for teaching everyone."

The eldest Chu Laohan in the village gave a salute to Guo Dalu, on behalf of everyone to Guo Dalu expressed his gratitude, the old man is almost eighty years old, and he came to see the new grain with a cane, it is not easy to live to this age this year, and it is also a kind of seniority to live for a long time.

The old man thanked Guo Dalu on behalf of everyone, and it is also the highest courtesy for everyone's young owner, the Zhuang family is honest This is the highest etiquette, from now on, everyone will really regard Guo Dalu as their own family in this village, and no one will chew their tongues in Guo Village to say that Guo Dalu is an outsider of unknown origin, and if you dare to say so, you will be drowned by everyone's spittle, and the serious ones will be shaved by the big ears.

Guo Dalu is a gentleman of modern society, where do you know the way here, the economy and society have long thrown away these traditions, and those slanderous old men and old ladies make people respect the old and stay away, and the old people who have fallen to the ground on the street have to take a video first, what is this called, Guo Dalu never reaches out to do such a thing.

But Chu Laohan gave himself a gift at such a large age, Guo Dalu was still a little embarrassed, and he had to be modest anyway.

"No thanks, no thanks, you haven't planted this corn before, I won't tell everyone about it, and no one understands it."

"The young owner can't help but be grateful, this one more kind of grain will give one more season's harvest, and one more bite of food in this year of famine will save lives, the old man can predict that this corn will save countless lives in the future, and the young owner's merits are immeasurable."

"It's serious, it's serious, I didn't think about it so much, I just think that everyone's harvest is too low, and I can't feed a few people, oh, by the way, everyone pay attention, all the corn in this acre of land is concentrated together to dry, and after it dries down, peel it off and weigh it, I have to know what the approximate yield per mu is, do you hear? You should also weigh the corn of each family, how many acres of land you have planted, how many catties of corn you have harvested, and report the number to Guo Shou when you go back, this matter is very important, don't forget it. ”

"Got it." "Got it." "Don't worry, the young owner won't forget it." Suddenly, a flurry of gossiping responses came, and Guo Dalu relieved his mind and continued to chat with the old men.

Guo Dalu moved back this corn variety, according to the instructions for summer sowing an acre of land can plant 4200 plants, but considering the problem of fertilization, Guo Dalu only let 3500 plants, which is equivalent to 3500 corn cobs, Guo Dalu silently calculated, a cob is completely dry after the sown corn kernels are counted as four taels, then there is a yield of 1,400 catties, according to the measurement of 120 catties of one stone, how can the harvest of this mu and ten stones be not run.

"Master Chu, you said, is the harvest of ten stones in the end of this acre of land considered a lot?"

"How much? Ten stones!! When Old Man Chu heard this, his eyes exploded.

"Ahh Guo Dalu didn't understand what the old man was glaring at, what was the fuss about.

"Oh my God! Will there really be ten stones? Young owner, don't fool the old man to be happy. ”

"Look at what you always said, what am I lying to you for, Ten Stone definitely didn't run, I just asked you if this is much?"

"My heavenly grandfather, ten stones is not too much, so how much do you want, do you know how much grain we only harvest in the field in a year!"

"How much?" Seeing the excited appearance of the old man Chu, Guo Dalu was frightened, for fear that this person would be in trouble if he had a cerebral hemorrhage or something on the spot, so he subconsciously asked and gave the old man Chu a stalk.

"It's not five stones, Shao Dong, and the CD collection for the whole year is less than five stones."

"Ahh So little? This time it was Guo Dalu's turn to be dumbfounded, he knew that the yield per mu was low in this era, but he didn't pay attention to how low it was.

"Young owner, you are a nobleman, do not step on the ground, I don't know what it should be, alas, I am ashamed to say that I have planted a lifetime of land, the best cooked land in a season is also a maximum of three stone grain, just this, but also by everyone a strong praise, in addition to a variety of a season of spring flowers, not too much to get a stone and a half, for Changtian planting two seasons is only three stones, but to you a season is ten stones, you said the old man I can not be excited, where is this corn, this is the fairy food!"

The conversation between Guo Dalu and Old Man Chu directly stunned the surrounding melon-eating crowd, and they almost knelt down to thank Guo Dalu on the spot and shouted immortals.

Old man Chu said a few nouns Guo Dalu is a little unintelligible, but now he is talking about farming, the scope of information is relatively small, and you can even guess with Meng to understand, familiar land is probably a field with more planting, it should belong to the kind of fertile land, Changtian may be a relatively barren general field, half-slope, water source is far away, etc., I don't understand what spring flowers are, probably a saying for spring sowing.

However, the information expressed by the old man Chu can still be calculated, the two seasons of the good field in two seasons a year and four and a half stones is 540 catties, but this is not accurate, the composition of the fields owned by each family is a minority, most of them are the Changtian that the old man Chu said, and the three stones are collected is 360 catties. The normal consumption of an adult is one pound of grain per day, not counting other non-staple foods, which is 365 pounds a year.

Engage in half a day of hard work in this era to plant an acre of land, all year round is not enough for a person to eat, and then get rid of the rent to the master's family, almost half, a person wants to support himself at least two acres of land, how many people in the family have to roll to rent land and farm, not to mention the amount of labor required, according to the standard of modern families old, middle and small family of five, then you have to rent ten acres of land, at the end of the year there is no surplus grain!

The question is, are there any means and measures for family planning in these years? This has to be blessed by God all year round to be smooth and rainy, catch up with this time the earth has a cold, a Xiaoice River climate symptoms, carelessly in the grain will not be harvested, this is not starving to death that is a miracle.

No wonder everyone was so excited when they said that the rent would be reduced to 20% for the sake of conscription, no wonder the landlord's father would wipe his mouth with pork rind when he first came, no wonder the old man Chu was almost eighty years old, and he almost had a cerebral hemorrhage when he heard the output of ten stones, no wonder these people now look at themselves like they are looking at immortals...

Although Guo Dalu has silently calculated the accounts very clearly in his heart, however, he can't imagine what kind of situation it will be like if a post-90s person dies without enough food, and he has no concept in his mind at all.

Therefore, Guo Dalu has no language to respond to Old Man Chu, no way, they are people from two worlds at all, and people here have not seen a surplus of food at home for a few days, and the news that Guo Dalu sees is that the grain cannot be sold anywhere, and the farmer uncle is crying, where do you let these two kinds of people find a common language.

Seeing that the old man had almost calmed down, Guo Dalu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly found an excuse to leave here.

"What, the corn thing is arranged like this, you go back and do it, I don't give each of you the seeds of rice and wheat, everyone will plant them on time after the spring next year, I promise that from now on everyone will never worry about the lack of food to eat, ah, I still have some things to do, so I will leave first, you are slowly busy."

Throwing down the words, he ran home as soon as he slipped through the smoke.

Lying in the courtyard and drinking a few sips of tea, Guo Dalu felt that there were some questions that had to be asked, and just shouted "Guo Shou", only to suddenly remember that something was wrong with the goods in the morning, and it was estimated that he was still lying down at this time, and he had to go to see if it was serious.

Pushed open Guo Shou's door, walked to the bed and looked, I'm damned! I saw that Guo Shou's face was flushed, he was panting for breath, he shouted twice and didn't respond, and his hand was on his forehead, which was very hot.

Oh no, it's a high fever.

Guo Dalu doesn't know how to see a doctor, and he knows some medical knowledge, but his mother at home is an expert, so he first judged the reason for Guo Shou's illness, and said that he didn't rest well, that is, his body was already weak, and his resistance was reduced.

As for other pathologies or whatever, don't be harsh, it's already good to have this performance.

There was no delay, immediately start the teleportation and run back to the main space, the naked teleportation is just that, no energy consumption, no tiredness, drive out and go straight to the Affiliated Hospital of the Military Medical University to find my mother!