In addition, Yan Qi's nephew was less than thirty years old, but he looked like a little old man, his face was pale, his hair was unkempt, his body was slumped, and his face was a little fat, which could be seen to be swollen, which was a symptom of obvious hunger. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wu Fanhui didn't speak, pulled up his thin pants, pinched his leg with his fingers, and a big pit appeared, which did not fade for a long time.

Wu Fanhui's action, Yan Qi, Chen Minghui and Ye Kaiyi saw it in their eyes, and they didn't speak.

"Jing Fei, go and bring some wheat cakes, millet porridge and meat, not too much."

The weak need to be fed, but not able to eat, otherwise it will be counterproductive.

Seeing Yan Qi's nephew gobbling up, Wu Fanhui didn't speak, at this time he persuaded people to eat slowly, chew slowly, and some of them didn't have a backache when they stood and talked, and whoever was hungry was gobbling up.

"Tell me what the situation is in Peach Blossom Town, to be honest, don't worry about anything, this is not an official mansion."

"Yes, sir, there are less than three hundred people left in Peach Blossom Town...

Wu Fanhui's face changed again, a dignified town, which can be regarded as a place where the population is concentrated, is actually less than 300 people, it seems that he expects Mizhi County to be close to more than 10,000 people, I am afraid it is an exaggeration, according to such an algorithm and reality, the remaining population of the entire Mizhi County is afraid that there are less than 5,000 people.

Besides, Yan Qi's nephew has no culture, and he stammers when he speaks, probably because he is nervous, the order is reversed, the preface does not match the afterword, what he wants to say is not clear, and there is a lot of nonsense that he doesn't want to say, and it is very difficult to understand.

Wu Fanhui felt that it would not be possible to consume time like this, so he asked.

"There are less than three hundred people in the town, how do you know that number?"

"Master, it was said by the elders in the village, and the elders are also hungry."

"How is the harvest in the fields this year?"

"I almost didn't receive anything, the winter wheat that was planted, there wasn't, there wasn't much germination, and the spring and spring wheat didn't sprout, oh, some of it sprouted, and it was eaten."

"Apart from winter and spring wheat, no other crops are grown."

"No, oh, yes, in the spring, I planted that something, what jade, and the little one can't remember the name, but also, it's the same, and it's all eaten when it sprouts."

Wu Fanhui looked at Guo Yanqi.

Yan Qi hurriedly spoke.

"I planted maize in the spring, but I can't wait for the harvest, the seedlings come out and all of them are pulled out and eaten, and this maize is also a few years ago, and there is not much grain to come out, and there are very few farmers who plant. . . ."

Yan Qi hadn't finished speaking, Wu Fanhui was already stunned, he never thought that there were still people planting corn in Mizhi County, to say that he had never seen it for more than two years.

Corn, also known as maize, has become one of the main food crops after a few hundred years, and of course, corn after a few hundred years has undergone countless evolutions and detoxification, and the yield has been very high.

Wu Fanhui vaguely remembered that he had seen information about corn in a certain book, which should have been introduced from the Americas in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, and maize was the main food crop in the Americas, but in the Ming Dynasty, the cultivation of corn was almost not spread and promoted, and no one knew the importance of corn, plus the northerners were used to eating millet and flour, and they were not very accustomed to the taste of corn, which may also be the reason why it was not spread on a large scale.

It wasn't until the Qing Dynasty that corn cultivation really spread out on a large scale.

The season for corn planting in the north is in the third month of the lunar calendar, before and after the grain rains, that is, after the winter wheat harvest, the planting time is slightly later than that of spring wheat, but the yield of corn is much higher than that of wheat.

Even corn that has not yet evolved and detoxified can save many people if it is planted carefully.

Wu Fanhui also knows some corn planting techniques, which he believes can properly increase yields.

Mizhi County spring wheat per mu can have a stone of harvest, that is, about 200 catties, even if it is a bumper harvest, winter wheat can reach 150 catties, is Amitofu, but the yield of corn is by no means so, even if the yield of corn is not high, as long as it is well planted and widely pushed, it can also partially solve the urgent need.

"Mr. Guo, do you know where to find this maize seed."

"Villages and towns can't be found, can't stay, but you can still find it in Yan'an Fucheng, there are very few households that grow maize, and they are used to growing wheat and millet."

"Mr. Kuang knows how seeds are made."

"I don't know very much about that."

Yan Qi looked at Wu Fanhui and felt very strange, how could he, a scholar, know about these farming matters, and why did Wu Fanhui care so much about maize.

"Mr. Guo, tell the villagers in Taohua Town that all go to Ma'anshan Village, I don't dare to say anything else, at least they won't starve to death, but Mr. wants to tell everyone that when they go to Ma'anshan Village, they have to farm, they have to work, and they will not take in people who are lazy and lazy, and they are lazy and lazy, and they will not be taken in by Ma'anshan Village, and I will not pity such people whether they starve to death or become homeless."

Yan Qi excitedly saluted Wu Fanhui, and his nephew knelt down.

Chen Minghui and Ye Kaiyi were dumbfounded, looking at all this, they didn't expect that Wu Fanhui would make a decision so quickly, this is more than 300 people, and it requires huge expenses.

Wu Fanhui's expression was very resolute, but his eyes didn't look at anyone, obviously thinking about something.

Early in the morning of the twenty-fifth day of the lunar month, Li Yong, Dai Nengxiang and others came to the county seat.

"Young master, my subordinates and Dai Nengxiang and others have calculated, all the nursing homes are not involved in farming matters, and Ma'anshan Village can still accommodate about two hundred people, but they need to buy a lot of food...

"Needless to say, about 300 people came to Ma'anshan Village a year ago, they must all be accepted, you go to find a way, there is one more thing that must be done, Dai Nengxiang, you immediately send people to Yan'an Fucheng to buy maize seeds, how many to buy, all must be planted in March, as for the planting method, I will write it out in detail, the three hundred people from Taohua Town have arrived in Ma'anshan Village, the manpower is enough, as for the increase in consumption, gritting your teeth and persevering, next year's harvest season will be able to alleviate, one thing you have to remember, All the people who come to Ma'anshan Village must participate in the work, and those who like to work hard are resolutely not accepted, and we do not have so much food to feed the idlers. ”

Li Yong and Dai Nengxiang both nodded, and since Wu Fanhui had made a decision, they would resolutely implement it.

On the twenty-sixth day of the lunar month, Wu Mianqing came to the house in person, probably in a hurry.

Wu Fanhui knew what was going on.

"Qian Jue, how can you be like this, nearly three hundred people in Peach Blossom Town are equivalent to the population of my Wu family, so many people, plus those nurses, and those who have returned to Ma'anshan Village, how can they bear it...

"Qian Jue, I know that the decision you made must have been seriously thought about, but for such a big matter, why don't you discuss it with me, you pity the Zhuang family in Peach Blossom Town, give them some food for emergency relief, it is completely feasible, I will also support it, but it is too risky to accept so many people...

Wu Mianqing was obviously very anxious, and his attitude was also expected by Wu Fanhui.

"Patriarch, you can rest assured, Qian Jue has carefully considered, Ma'anshan Village can accommodate so many people, Qian Jue must have carefully considered things to do, but there is one thing, Qian Jue thought about reminding the patriarch that the family's cultivated land can be planted in large quantities of maize, about the method of planting maize, when Qian Jue was in Xi'an Fucheng, he occasionally saw it from a book, because of curiosity, he wrote it down, after several years of famine, there was almost no harvest in the field, if a large number of maize can be planted, We will definitely be able to alleviate the famine. ”

Wu Mianqing looked at Wu Fanhui and felt a little incredible, he was worried that nearly 300 people from Taohua Town would come to Ma'anshan Village, and Wu Fanhui's pressure would be too great, but Wu Fanhui was thinking about planting maize.

This maize, Wu Mianqing also knows some, Shanxi also planted, but the yield is too low, not as good as wheat, so there are very few people who plant, and Wu Fanhui is a scholar, how to know about farming.

"Patriarch, what Qian Jue said is true, maize can indeed be planted in a large area, the key is to master the planting technology, Qian Jue saw in the book, the most critical problem of maize planting germination rate, a lot of maize seeds planted, there is no germination at all, so the yield is very low."

Wu Mianqing was really shocked at this moment, the reason for the low yield of maize is that the germination rate is too low, the germination rate of maize planted on one acre of land is less than one-third, what kind of harvest can this be, it seems that Wu Fanhui really knows the reason.

"Qian Jue, do you really know how to grow maize?"

"Patriarch, this big matter of food, Qian Jue will never dare to say anything, Qian Jue has arranged for Dai Nengxiang and others to go to Yan'an Mansion City to buy maize seeds, buy as many as you want, before Qian Jue goes to Beijing, he will write down the method of planting maize in detail, as long as it is planted according to this method, the yield of maize is much higher than that of wheat."

Wu Fanhui can't know what the real yield of corn is, but he also has to estimate a number.

"Patriarch, if you plant according to the method in the book, the yield of maize per mu can reach at least two stones."

Wu Mianqing's body trembled slightly, the yield of two stones per mu of field, this is almost unimaginable, the grain output in the north has always been low, it is very good to be able to reach half of the grain output in the south, it is very good to be able to reach one stone in the spring wheat, if the yield of maize can reach two stones, it can really solve the big problem.

After years of famine, the five major families in Mizhi County have all felt the pressure, including the Wu family.

At this time, Wu Mianqing understood why Wu Fanhui dared to accept the three hundred people in Peach Blossom Town.