Sun and the Ming Dynasty turned out of the grassy slope, and the terrain turned into a large swamp, leading the way in front of the sunset, and from time to time he had to probe with a wooden stick. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In about half an hour, the group came to the edge of a wood, and seven or eight children ran out of the woods. The sun fell and said to Sun, "Master, our camp has arrived." ”

It was a forest of red willows, and several pots had been erected in the forest, and water was boiling, and women were walking around the pots. There are still shacks built in the forest, and "tables and chairs" have been prepared in an open field.

It is said to be a "table and chair", but it is actually a tree stump left on the ground, and a wooden board is erected on two tree stumps, which is a long table; The large stump has no planks and is a round table. Dishes and chopsticks are already on the table. There were low wooden piers on the side of the table, presumably stools.

Under the Zhang Luo of Jia Daoshi, everyone sat down as guests.

The people who accompanied Sun Yi were basically the leaders, and their names were strange, and there were few real names anyway. Sun Yiyi remembered that there were two Yellow River rafters, one called Yilong and the other Ma San; A man who is older than the stuffy guy but calls the stuffy guy uncle is called Wang Erniu, and the two uncles and nephews are all croppers.

Sun Yi introduced himself: "My name is Sun Yi and I am from another world. ”

Sun Yi made a small request by the way,

"Can you not call me master, I sound like a seventy-year-old or eighty-year-old."

"That's okay!"

The sun fell and answered very resolutely,

"In our world, not only seventy or eighty are masters, but also those who have identities, like God, God of Wealth, Rabbit Lord, County Master, the errand is called the errand master, and the soldier is called the military master."

Sun Yi understood. "Ye" is a relatively common honorific title in the Ming Dynasty, which feels more noble than "Mr.", more formal than "boss", and is equivalent to "Sir" in English.

Since being called "master" does not affect the girl's sister, Sun Yi also gladly accepted it.

"Baby, come, sit next to your grandfather."

Sun Yi immediately greeted the baby who was standing on the side with his new title.

Seeing the milk baby walking towards him lightly, Sun Yi's heart suddenly beat wildly.

Sun Yi's "round table" has only one "stool".

The milk baby walked up to Sun Yi and knelt quietly behind him.

Sun consciously took out his mobile phone.

"Milk baby, give me a smile!"

As soon as the words came out, Sun Yi regretted it.

If this is in the future life, either the girl opposite will be scolded as a hooligan, or the female hooligan opposite will be molested every minute.

The milk baby smiled at Sun Yi and really smiled.

There was grievance in the smile.

Sun Yi crackled and shot continuously.

The Mona Lisa's smile is nothing more than that!

Such an obedient and good girl, let the sun fall, let herself take care of "a few days", how many days is enough!

What's more, these Ming Dynasty people also had a god-level crop - corn.

Sun Yi directly led the topic to corn, "There is a kind of grain that everyone is offering today, and I am very curious about it, and I want to ask some questions." ”

The stuffy man stood up, "It's still a trick to farm and be hungry, what do you want to ask?" ”

Sun Yi said: "Among the five bowls of grain today, there is a bowl of wheat, a bowl of beans, two bowls of millet, and a bowl of ......."

The people who sat with them suddenly exchanged their heads and ears.

The sun fell and I sighed in my heart, in the Ming Dynasty, if a person did not distinguish between grains and grains, most of them were not good people.

The sullen man's face flashed, "Ye must not farm at home." One of the two bowls is millet and the other is millet. ”

Sun Yi honestly admitted, "I haven't farmed. I see that the two bowls are about the same, which one is millet seeds? ”

The sullen egg replied briefly: "The millet is small, and the millet is big." ”

Sun Yi thought about it for a while, and the rice grains in the two bowls seemed to be the same size.

Sun nodded his head and said "thank you" to the stuffy man.

The sullen man was stunned for a moment, and his tone softened slightly, "What does Ye do at home?" ”

Sun Yi thought about it for a long time, and didn't know how to describe the profession of programmer to the people of the Ming Dynasty.

"My job is to ...... Tap on the keyboard. ”

The stuffy guy didn't understand what an "arrow plate" was, but he felt that the job was very simple, and he shouldn't make much money.

"Do you have enough food at home?"

Sun nodded a little.

"Grandparents have savings?"

Sun Yi shook his head.

The stuffy man asked tentatively, "The salary of the master knocking on the 'arrow plate' is enough to buy food?" ”

Sun Yi replied: "Enough!" That's enough for me to fly a few times a year. ”

"So, it's not easy to knock on the 'arrow plate'?"

Sun Yi thought for a moment, "Not everyone can hit the keyboard, and even fewer can hit it well." ”

The stuffy man was in awe.

Sun Yiyi: "What I want to ask is not millet and millet seeds, but the fifth bowl." ”

The stuffy man immediately said: "The fifth bowl is called fanmai." ”

Sun Yi: "Oh, we call it corn there, where did this fifth bowl of grain come from?" ”

The stuffy egg was inexplicable, "I'm hungry and grow my own!" ”

Sun Yi: "When did you start planting corn?" ”

The stuffy man scratched his head, "It's not good to say that this is hungry, and the hungry grandfather planted it in his generation." ”

Sun Yi originally thought that the appearance of corn in the Ming Dynasty was a "miracle", but he didn't expect that corn was not unusual in the eyes of the Ming Dynasty.

Sun Yi sighed with great emotion, on the one hand, because of the shortage of food in the late Ming Dynasty, the government forced the people to rebel, and on the other hand, the god-level crops that changed the world's grain production have been coming to the door for at least three generations. "Ten thousand sons and grandchildren" will not die well, and they will not be wronged at all!

Sun Yi sincerely said to the stuffy man and the other Ming Dynasty people,

"In my world, corn is the most produced grain. The yield was so large that people could not eat it all, so they used corn to feed livestock, make wine, extract oil, and make starch. There can be many people in our world who don't have to farm, and some say it's the corn that goes to work. ”

The sullen was stunned and couldn't imagine that Fanmai would be so important,

"This wheat, no, corn has not been planted in northern Shaanxi since the drought in the first year of Chongzhen."

Sun Yi suddenly realized, "No wonder you went all the way to the Yellow River to farm." ”

The stuffy man nodded, "Even by the Yellow River, corn may not grow well." There is a large alkali here, and some are still dark alkaline ground. It's good when planting, and when the day comes, the alkali will come up. Growing corn in this place is like trying your luck. ”

Coincidentally, Sun Yi visited the local museum on the way to the Hetao this time, and the saline-alkali land of the Hetao was still a problem in later generations, but the government had a very simple solution.

Sun Yi smiled and said, "I have a way to treat saline-alkali land." ”

The stuffy egg's eyes were as big as a cow. The most troublesome thing about farming here is saline-alkali land, not to mention that there is a way to treat saline-alkali land, or there is a way to avoid saline-alkali land.

The stuffy "big" nephew Wang Erniu immediately couldn't help but "pounce" and knelt on the ground, "Ask the master to teach us the method of treating alkali land!" ”

The sun is falling, and the ground stands up, "Ask the master to teach the method of treating alkaline land!" ”

Sun Yi was unpretentious, "If you want to learn, I will teach you." ”

The people of the Ming Dynasty immediately crowded in front of Sun Yi, for fear that they would not be able to hear clearly.

Sun Yi simply got on the "table":

"Folks, you know that if there is alkali in the ground, it becomes alkaline land."

"To treat saline-alkali land, the solution is very easy - flush with water!

"Salt and alkali can be melted into water, as long as there is 'irrigation and drainage', the content of salt and alkali can be reduced."

"There is irrigation and drainage" is actually the slogan of the later Hetao to control saline-alkali land. In the past, the Hetao reclamation area was only irrigated but not discharged, resulting in the deposition of salt in the water, and the salinization became more and more serious. Later, drainage canals were built to use flowing irrigation water to remove salt from the fields, and the salinity level was quickly reduced.

The sun fell in disbelief: "It's that simple? ”

"It's that simple," Sun smiled, "the simpler the method, the better the way; If you can't figure out a method for half a day, this method is deceiving! ”

"What the master said makes sense, it is not difficult to have irrigation and drainage by the Yellow River." , Wang Erniu pondered.

Stuffy was excited, "If this can be done, this will have to be a lot of water out of thin air!" ”

Northern Shaanxi has always been short of water, and farmers have relied on the sky for food for generations. There is a small piece of water to water the ground, and it has to be protected like a treasure for generations.

Sun Yi smiled: "A small piece of land under Wolf Mountain has 10 million acres!" ”

The stuffy egg can't close it with his mouth open, God, 10 million acres, the numbers are too big to imagine.

When the sun falls, the hands tremble, and the voice trembles,

"Won't this place become a rice grain river in the future?"

"Since the Yulinbao incident, the brothers entrusted their families to me, and then left one by one."

"They expect me to make a way for the old and young to survive, but I have no choice but to survive one day at a time."

"God is pitiful, come down to the master, and show us a way out in a few words!"

"I'm begging the lord to recognize this leader!"

Then he slammed his head on the ground and did not get up again.

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References (Author's note: It has nothing to do with the plot, readers who are not interested can skip it)

The history of corn in China

Written in the 39th year of Jiajing (1560), the "Pingliang Mansion Chronicles": "Fanmai, a Xitian wheat, seedlings and leaves such as rice (sorghum) and fat short, the end of the ear like rice but not solid, really like a tower, such as a large tung seed, between the nodes, the flower hanging red velvet at the end of the tower, five or six inches long, planted in March, harvested in August. ”

It can be seen that by the fifth year of Chongzhen (1632), Pingliang Mansion had a history of corn planting for at least 62 years, which was three generations.