At noon, a black cloud rolled in the sky, and the cold rain was dripping.

The rain outside the window hits the plantains, and the red seedlings in the charcoal pot in the house are vigorous, but they are full of joy.

The old patriarch, Zhang Mu, and Qiao'er sat around a table to eat.

Zhang Mu looked up at the four dishes of vegetables and fruits on the table, and then put four more dishes of fresh dishes: red Deng Deng's duck eggs, zigzag king gourd mixed with golden shrimp, fragrant fried roasted bones, bald fat and dry steamed split chicken.

The second course: three hot turquoise green fragrant rice and japonica rice, one Ou'er filtered roast duck, one Ou'er crystal hooves, one Ou'er white fried pork, and one Ou'er fried kidney. The backward is the blue and white disk inside and outside, holding a plate of steamed anchovies with red and willows, fragrant and delicious, melted in the mouth, and the bone spurs are fragrant

These ingredients are produced in their own Zhuangzi, fresh and naturally needless to say, and there is no chemical fertilizer, although there are some modern condiments missing, but it is still appetizing.

Zhang Mu got up late, so he wasn't too hungry, and the old patriarch only tasted a few chopsticks and ate half a bowl of rice, probably because he was old and didn't like meat, and his stomach was not good in the end.

Of course, Qiao'er was the happiest eater, at the moment he was chewing duck meat in his mouth, with pork ribs on his chopsticks, and his eyes were looking at the crucian carp soup on the dinner table, and his eyes were bent, and he was as happy as a crescent moon.

The old patriarch looked at Qiao'er's greasy mouth, and couldn't help but smile, the Zhang family is prosperous, this is true, but it's a pity that they are all kids, the so-called rare things are expensive, looking at what a cute girl, the old patriarch really likes it in his heart, so he ordered: "Give Qiao'er soup." “

Pine Weave stood on the side, hurriedly waiting.

"Wang Zhuangtou has come to say goodbye." At this time, Zhang Wenguang reported outside the door.

"Let him in." The old patriarch stretched out his hand, and someone handed him a basin of water, cleaned his hands, and rinsed his mouth.

"Greetings to the patriarch, the young master is here." At this time, Wang Zhuang came in with his head bowed, and then asked: "The village is no bigger than the house, and there is nothing thinner." These are all fresh, the patriarch and the young master eat deliciously? ”

"It's fine. Old Wangtou, I brought Brother Mu here today, one, so that he could take a look at his Zhuangzi for himself, and know that this food and one thing are not easy to come by. Second, it is also for you to meet the new master. You can be regarded as an old man in the house, you have served my cousin for a few years, and you have served Ran'er and his daughter-in-law for many years. ”

Speaking of this, the old patriarch turned around and said, "Muzhi, don't you want to give Wang Zhuangtou a favor?" He is not as good as you in this study and study, but in this farming land, you will have to ask Wang Zhuangtou more in the future. ”

Zhang Mu hurriedly got up, walked in front of Wang Zhuangtou, and said respectfully: "I will have to rely on Wang Zhuangtou more in the future." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare." Wang Da hurriedly flashed to the side, and said with a smile on his face: "Isn't this the old man's birthday?" Our Zhuang family can't afford it. The young master was merciful and gave dozens of people in the small and village to eat. Do you dare to serve well? As long as it is not a disaster year, the young master will be at ease to do learning, and the things in this village will be properly cooked for you by the small ones. ”

"Muzhi, if you have this piece of property, you have to manage it well. After rì, whether it is a scholar or an official. In short, it is more generous than those poor officials. This official, if there is no yù, it is rigid, as long as the waist pole is straight, the eyes can see in the distance. Take the short hand of others, and eat the short mouth of other people. It's not hard to speak, and this official bento is not interesting. Zhang Ren said earnestly.

Zhang Mu listened to these words, in terms of how many years of experience in officialdom in his previous life, he was really from the bottom of his heart. Officialdom always has to be controlled by others, either the West overpowers the east wind, or the east wind overpowers the west wind, if you want to stand firm and go far, at least your ass must be clean.

Otherwise, he was either overwhelmed by the west wind or overwhelmed by the east wind, and this official was really not interesting, so he hurriedly said: "Grandson will think about it carefully." ”

"Wen Guang, I don't think the rain can stop today. You clean up the old house in the village and make three rooms, and the old man will stay here tonight. It's been stuffy in the city for many days, and it's good to come here to breathe. Zhang Fu said with a smile.

"The little ones are going." Zhang Wenguang hurriedly retreated.

"Makiyuki, if there is anything you don't understand now, you can ask more." Zhang Fu said meaningfully.

Zhang Mu naturally understood that this was the old patriarch who wanted to transfer Zhang Wenguang and ask the details of Zhuangzi specifically.

Zhang Wenguang is Aunt Zhou's person in the end, the old patriarch is not at ease, he doesn't feel the details, he is afraid that Zhang Mu will suffer a loss, there are many slaves who have been deceived and deceived in these years, and the old patriarch has lived a lifetime, and he naturally understands this means.

"Wang Zhuangtou, how much land is there in the village now? How much grain is there in a year? Zhang Mu asked.

"Back to the young master's words, the old man has the ancestral property of the second room of the Zhang family in his hand, according to the rules of the ancestors, the ancestral property is not divided, so the land in the old man's hand has not been touched. There are more than 500 acres of various fields on the ancestral property, and in normal years, at least 1,000 stone and rice grain are supplied to the house.

"The remaining two Zhuangzi were earned by the Second Prince, at first there were more than 20 hectares, four or five Zhuangzi, and then Uncle Ran and the Second Master Chi split up and took half of them. The young master and Ao Erye separated and took more than half of the family. At present, the young master's Zhuangzi is all low-grade fields, and there is no food to produce. Planting some mulberry trees is fine. Wang Zhuangtou said with a smile.

"Bastard!" When Zhang Fu heard this, he immediately gritted his teeth and scolded.

"The patriarch is angry, where did the little one say something wrong?" Wang Zhuangtou was startled and hurriedly knelt on the ground.

"The old man didn't mean you. The evil obstacle of the second mansion, relying on no one to call the shots for Brother Mu, is so unfair! The loss of Muzhi still has ancestral property, otherwise he would really have to drink the northwest wind. Zhang Fu said angrily.

Zhang Mu smiled helplessly, when Zhang Ao set up his own door, Aunt Zhou was still in charge of the second house, Zhang Ao was his own son, how could she not be partial?

In addition to the ancestral property, the remaining two Zhuangzi and good fields were taken away by Zhang Ao, and Zhang Mu was left with some inferior fields and middle fields.

"Grandpa doesn't have to be angry, let him go. In the future, I will earn it back slowly. Zhang Mu comforted.

"Hey, you're a charity. It's really a family misfortune. Zhang Fu said helplessly.

"When the family was separated, the younger one also told his wife, but he was soft-spoken and didn't play a role. Today, the remaining two Zhuangzi can only produce less than 1,000 stone of grain in more than 800 mu, except for paying taxes and paying grain and forced labor. This is still the old man's chase. Otherwise, it's hard to say. Wang Zhuangtou smiled awkwardly.

Zhang Mu and Zhang Fu glanced at each other, and there was not much difference between the real account book and the real account book that Zhang Wenguang handed over, it can be seen that Zhang Wenguang did not make trouble in it, but Zhang Chi has almost emptied the savings of the second mansion in the past four years, and the old patriarch couldn't help but feel a little angry on his face when he thought of this.

The room was quiet for a while, and the frightened old Wang didn't dare to speak out loud, and he could hear the sound of Qiao'er eating.

"Old Zhuangtou hurry up, this person's heart is facing down, and it is understandable for Mrs. to protect Zhang Ao, it has nothing to do with you."

Zhang Mu hurriedly helped the old king up and said with a smile.

"The young master is really a bodhisattva. This old bone follows the young master, and it is worth it. The old king hurriedly smiled complimentarily.

"At present, I am the master of the second house, and I have more than enough expenses for these properties. Grandpa, you don't have to be angry, it's just, Wang Zhuangtou, isn't there any way to increase production? Zhang Mu asked with a smile.

"Oh, young master, don't talk about it, the old man has been serving the dealer all his life, dealing with dirt every day. It's really hard to do it. Those thin fields, planting nothing is not good for yield. On the contrary, it will lose manpower. It's really a coincidence that the daughter-in-law also makes rice, and she also makes good rice. Wang Zhuangtou hurriedly smiled.

"I don't think so." Zhang Mu said thoughtfully.

"Muzhi, Wang Zhuangtou is a good hand at crops. You are a scholar, where do you know the truth that all grains are hard? Zhang Fu hurriedly hit the fence.

The old Wang Tou is an honest man, when he heard Zhang Mu ask him like this, he only thought that Zhang Mu thought he was lazy, his face was a little unbearable, and he was also aggrieved in his heart.

Now that Zhang Mu said this, he was also a little angry in his heart, so he said: "Young master, don't blame the old man for being rude, this kind of place, the old man has never lost in his life." Otherwise, I wouldn't have worked in the Zhang family for so many years. Just those thin fields, young master, you didn't go to see it, you just need to go and see it at a glance. If the young master has a good way, he can produce more land than the old man. The old man was willing to work for the young master for two years. ”

"Hehe, don't worry about Wang Zhuangtou. Mu Zhi is young, and he was born in the city, and he has no grains, so don't worry about him. The old man knows that you are a hardworking person. Zhang Fu hurriedly comforted.

"Wang Zhuangtou, don't be angry. I say a few things, and you do it. I guarantee that next year's grain production will be stronger than it is now. Zhang Mu looked up and smiled.

"That's impossible, unless pie in the sky falls." Wang Zhuangtou said angrily.

"So, I said, do you see if it makes sense?" Zhang Mu said with a smile. In the end, I have been fighting from the grassroots level before, although I have not personally worked in the field, but the people take food as the sky, have I never eaten pork, and have I never seen a pig run?

Although in modern times, business is very important, but the status of agriculture as the primary industry has never wavered, especially in China, where there are 1.3 billion people.

Zhang Mujin carefully analyzed, now it is the best ripening field of the Zhang family, and the annual output is only three stones, plus one stone such as cauliflower, three kinds a year, that is, four stones of grain.

This is still a high-grade field, and a medium-sized field cannot meet this requirement at all, and two kinds a year can be regarded as okay.

According to the conversion between Daming and the present, even if it is a high-quality field, no matter how diligent the people are, the annual output is only five or six hundred catties. And the current grain output is one-third to four-fourth of the modern grain output.

The reason is naturally very simple, the first is the variety, the current rice varieties have not been improved, simply can not tolerate drought and insects, encounter natural disasters, really rely on the sky to eat, the second is that there is no chemical fertilizer and pesticides, there is no way to artificially increase the yield per mu.

And now during the Hongwu period, high-yield crops such as sweet potatoes, potatoes, peanuts and the like have not yet been introduced, and it is indeed not easy to change the current status quo.

However, these are not big problems for Zhang Mu.

So Zhang Mu said with a smile: "Let's talk about the inferior fields, the land of the inferior fields is not fertile, and it is indeed not good to produce yields." However, let's use our brains, Zhuangtou, do you think, if we plant crops in the inferior fields, and then pile up high around the ridges and plant mulberry trees, is this an income? Secondly, putting fish fry and loaches in the lower heavenly conditions is not another income? ”

When Wang Zhuangtou heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and his eyes lit up and said, "This is really a good way." ”

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