Chapter 229: This Thing Is Called Potatoes
Smiling, Zhao Guohua said, "When I return to the city, I will talk to you in detail." ”
So everyone didn't ask any more questions, just led the team to look at the bags as they went, and walked towards the city.
Liu Guangcai, the steward of Shuntong Carriage, sat in the carriage and looked at the officers and soldiers in black and blue military uniforms walking on the side of the car, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised.
Xin said: "My mother, it turns out that this man in his thirties who is looking for himself to transport goods is the head of this team, I can't imagine that he is so young to lead so many men and horses, it is really unseemly, no wonder when he was in Fuzhou, the coastal defense guerrilla Zheng Zhilong and his two brothers came to see him off." This is a good place, right? No, it's quite right. ”
Thinking of this, he took a closer look at the soldiers of this army, and found that there were basically no old, weak, sick and disabled people in the ranks, all of them were strong men in their twenties and thirties, with strong bodies and strong limbs, everyone was wearing cloth shoes, and they walked "boasting", and there was no sound of talking except for the sound of walking, and the team was neat and quiet, and there was a significant invisible murderous aura.
"Good soldier. is really a good soldier, I'm afraid that the Qi family army was like this back then. Liu Guangcai secretly admired in his heart.
After entering Macheng County, Zhao Guohua commanded the soldiers to carry the sacks to an empty house.
Looking at these sturdy soldiers, Liu Guangcai said: "It's finally here, I hope this general won't deduct our freight, if he really wants to deduct it, he is a little common man, and he will admit it, as the saying goes, the poor don't fight with the rich, and the rich don't fight with the officials." Who calls someone a general? ”
It didn't take long to move it up. Zhao Guohua asked, "Steward Liu, do you want silver or silver tickets?" ”
After thinking about it, Liu Guangcai said: "Three hundred taels of silver, and the rest will be in silver." ”
"Good. I'll bring it to you right away. Zhao Guohua said, and walked into a house with soldiers standing on both sides of the door.
Soon, he came out, followed by a person, Zhao Guohua handed over three hundred pieces of silver to Liu Guangcai, and handed a stack of silver tickets to Liu Guangcai, and said, "Steward Liu, you count." ”
Liu Guangcai counted the silver tickets and found that there were two more than one hundred taels. I counted it twice, and it was still the same result
"General. You counted two more hundred taels. Liu Guangcai said
Looking at him with a smile, Zhao Guohua said: "I am not wrong, you have done your best along the way, I am very satisfied, these two hundred taels are for you." ”
"Thanks to the General! Thanks to the generals! Liu Guangcai said, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to Zhao Guohua.
Zhao Guohua pulled him up and said with a smile: "Manager Liu, my principle of doing things is that no matter who you are, as long as you are worthy of me, I will be worthy of you, you are serious and responsible, and this bit of silver is what you deserve." ”
Hearing this, Liu Guangcai's heart was warm, and he said gratefully: "This general, the villain wishes you more victories and waiting for all generations." ”
"Okay, well, then I'll borrow your auspicious words." After speaking, Zhao Guohua laughed.
After taking a few steps, Liu Guangcai turned back again, bowed down and said, "The villain dares to ask the general's honorable name and the name of your department." ”
"This is our governor Zhao Guohua, and the name of our army is the Ming Loyal and Righteous Protector Army." Lu Qing, who was beside Zhao Guohua, said with a smile.
"Governor Zhao Guohua! The Ming Loyal Protector Army! Governor Zhao Guohua! The Ming Loyal Protector Army! Liu Guangcai read it twice in a row, then bowed down and took a long look, and then turned around and left.
Pulling back sweet potatoes and other crops, Zhao Guohua began to think about planting, it is now December of the tenth year of Chongzhen, and the land must be sorted out quickly, and it can be planted in March and April.
Considering that the new crop will not be accepted by the people at once, and the yield itself is not accurate, after all, this is not the sweet potato potato and corn in a few hundred years. Therefore, he decided to start 10,000 acres of land for experiments, and when there is a yield and benefits next year, it will be much easier to promote.
After thinking about it, Zhao Guohua began to find a place to plant. Some of the soil with sufficient water and fertilizer is planted, some of the soil is planted in the barren fields, and some is planted in the dry land of the mountainous areas. In this way, it is easy to find out the yield of various fields.
"Governor, let's see the new grain." Liu Xiyao, Ma Shouying and a large group of people rushed in.
Seeing everyone pouring in, Zhao Guohua knew that they were looking at sweet potatoes and other crops, so he led them out of the room and came to the house where sweet potatoes and other crops were stacked, opened a bag of each, and took out sweet potatoes, potatoes and corn from his pocket for everyone to see.
"What is this? I've never seen it this big. Cheng Chong said with a sweet potato, looking at it carefully over and over again as he spoke.
Liu Xiyao took the corn and looked at it with his eyes wide open for a while, but he couldn't see what it was, so he asked, "Dudu, what is this thing?" ”
"It's called corn." Zhao Guohua said
He Yilong took a potato and said: "This thing is not round, it is not round, it is not square, what is its name?" ”
Smiling, Zhao Guohua said: "This thing is called a potato, because it looks a bit like a bell hanging from a horse's neck, so it is also called a potato." ”
"Governor, what's that big one's name?" Ma Shouying pointed to the sweet potato in Cheng Chong's hand and asked.
Zhao Guohua said: "That's called sweet potato, also called sweet potato." ”
"Sweet potatoes, potatoes, corn, these three crops, I have lived to be in my forties, and I have only seen them for the first time, I wonder how the governor knows about them?" He Yilong said.
Looking at him with a smile, Zhao Guohua said: "I have lived overseas for more than 20 years, and I have long been used to seeing these things, and I have eaten a lot. ”
"The Governor has lived overseas for more than 20 years? Is it true? Ma Shouying asked incredulously.
Zhao Guohua knew that he had to use props again, so he said: "I know you don't believe it, okay, I'll let you see the pictures I left when I lived overseas." You guys wait here. After saying that, he went back to the governor's mansion next to him, took out the photos from under the bed, and beckoned everyone to come in and take a look.
"This city, this road, this house, it's so beautiful, there is such a place in the world......" Lu Qing sighed
He Yilong said: "If we live in such a place, it will be too late to enjoy happiness, and we will make a fart." ”
"Yes, look at these men, women and children, the one who smiles sweetly. I, Liu Xiyao, have never laughed like this in my life. Liu Xiyao said enviously.
Wang Hu asked puzzledly: "Dudu, why do you want to come back when you live in such a place like a god?"
Sighing, Zhao Guohua said: "I am an orphan, since I was a child by the master to overseas, although the life there is rich and stable, but there is not my homeland, by chance from a Yangyi who went there said the current tragic situation of the Ming Dynasty, so I came back with the master and the younger brother, to the Ming Dynasty, the master and the younger brother have died of illness, and now only I am left." ”
"I see." Chen Dashan said.
Lu Qing smiled and asked, "Dudu, since you know these things, then you also know their output, I don't know how these things are produced?" ”
After thinking for a while, Zhao Guohua asked: "Chief of Staff Lu, you have read a lot of books, do you know what the grain output of the Ming Dynasty is?" ”
After recalling for a while, Lu Qing said: "I remember that I have read some information, the farming level of the Ming Dynasty, the production experience is richer than that of the Song and Yuan dynasties, and the grain yield per mu is also higher than that of the Song and Yuan dynasties. 1. The grain yield per mu in the north, according to the third volume of the "Hejian Chronicles": "A husband cultivates thirty or fifty acres of land, and harvests more than one stone of wheat per mu." "Summer wheat and autumn millet are still 2 stones together. The yield per mu is 2 stone Han volume (small mu / small stone) 3.2 stone, which is 5.4% higher than the 3.036 stone in the Yuan Dynasty, and the grain yield per mu in the south, the rice yield per mu of the rice and wheat double-cropping fields in the south is 2 stone of rice per mu, which is equivalent to the yield of 288 catties per mu in today's market system. In the rice and wheat fields, the rice yield of Changtian should be 2 stone per mu and 2 stone per mu of wheat, which together is the yield per mu."
(The yield of rice per mu is 4 stones, which is equivalent to 577 catties per mu of the city's system.) )
After listening to the figures Lu Qing said and converting them, Zhao Guohua said: "The yield of these things per mu overseas is very large, and the yield of sweet potatoes per mu is forty stone ......."
"How much? Forty stones? Hearing this number, He Yilong's eyes widened in surprise and asked in disbelief.
The others also looked at Zhao Guohua dumbfounded when they heard this number, to see if he was wrong.
"Yes. It's forty stones, I'm not wrong. Zhao Guohua said with a smile.
"Oh my God, this yield, it's so fucking scary." He Yilong muttered.
Zhao Guohua said: "There are not such good water and fertilizer conditions in Daming, but twenty stones should be there.
Picking up a potato, Zhao Guohua said again: "Although the output of this thing is not as much as that of sweet potatoes, the yield per mu can also reach thirty stones, and it is no problem to reach twelve stones in Daming." At this point, he picked up a corn cob and said, "Although the yield of this thing is not as much as that of sweet potatoes and potatoes, it can also reach a yield of five stones per mu, and this thing can grow anywhere, as long as the grass grows, this thing can grow." ”
"Governor, what do these crops taste like?" Ma Shouying asked. Everyone is also waiting for Zhao Guohua's answer. After all, if a crop is only high in yield and poor in taste, then there are not many people who eat it, and it is neither delicious nor easy to sell, so it is not interesting to grow it.
looked at him and then at everyone, Zhao Guohua said: "These things taste good, they can be eaten as vegetables or food, and cattle, horses, pigs, sheep, chickens and geese like to eat, and livestock eat and gain weight." ”
"Great, since these three things are so good, let's have more. In this way, people and livestock will not have to worry about eating in the coming year," He Yilong said with a happy smile.
"Yes, it's to be more varied, the boys in my family are afraid of eating Lao Tzu, and when the sweet potatoes are planted, Lao Tzu lets them eat a pot of sweet potatoes every day in the morning, and eat a pot of potatoes at night to kill them." Liu Xiyao said with a smile.