"Official, are you going out again tomorrow?" Cui Xian said while lying in Zheng Lang's arms.

"Hmm."

"It's still early."

"Let's be busy for another year." Zheng Lang said.

It's still a polder, and some of them are polders that he doesn't want to circle. A few medium-sized polders enclosed it, and the imperial court did not ask for taxes, and there would be no pressure on the state's finances.

The cost is somewhat high, the area is only slightly larger than the area of Jingmin Wei, but the polder embankment is twice the length of Jingmin Dike.

It's not a headache yet.

About a few polders, all the big families also guessed it. They traded with shares, forced them to give up their arable land, reduced the amount of arable land they owned, and forced some polders to be very smart, guessing that they would give up that polder, and count the polders together, if the Taiping army upstream and Xuanzhou wantonly encircled the polder, the water level would be higher.

Xiaowei, who doesn't want it, has basically lost its value. There are also some polders facing the mouth of the river, not to mention that.

Let it all out.

Those who have spoken themselves can't be counted, and some of them are discarded. Some small polders want to stay, and they must be expanded, at least more than 30 hectares. If it reaches less than 20 acres, even if one household is divided into 30 acres, even if it makes a long-term investment for the imperial court, there are only a few dozen households, and it is not possible to do the task of protecting the embankment.

More than a dozen small polders will be taken, and the others will be discarded directly. It is also possible to circle a dozen small polders of fifty or sixty hectares in some areas. If you don't need it, the gains outweigh the losses.

These small polders are the most expensive, maybe thirty or forty hectares of small polders, in addition to the length of the hills and slopes, there are more than ten miles long polders, and the ratio of embankments to fields is less than one-tenth of Jingminwei.

It also makes the total length of the polder close to 300 li, which is less than last year's project and larger than the first year's project.

There is only one benefit, and all the fifth-class households of the original people who work in agriculture will disappear. It refers to the aborigines, and there are new fifth-class households who have made concessions on their own, but the first third-class households still have more than 3,000 hectares of arable land in their hands, and I don't know where they got more than 4,000 tenant farmers. and some proletarians in the city.

However, after the reform, only one-fifth of the cultivated land occupied by large households, and the rest fell into the hands of the people, and at least nine-tenths of the land capacity provided timely taxes for the imperial court. If it is a good harvest year, the grain tax alone may be more than 600,000 yuan.

The other taxes and the income of the two eunuchs may be used to meet the annual tribute provided to the Khitan with the power of one state, and it will also bring a good start.

And he said, "It will be fine until next year." ”

The difficulty is that this year, not only these fragmented polds, but also sugar cane.

Cui Xian turned over, pressed her soft chest against his chest, and said, "It will be better next year, but the concubine is afraid that the peach picker will come." ”

"It won't be that fast."

"It's hard to say. But a few of your students are well received......" Lu Fan has children studying next to Zheng Lang, even if he is impeached, he will be more or less concerned about their face. Even Cui Xian suspected that Fan Zhongyan's acquiescence to his wife's behavior was also intentionally wanting to take care of her husband.

"Hmm."

"You say kids are so smart now?"

"You and I are not much older than them."

"I'm my wife, who of them dares not to admit it."

"Alas," Zheng Lang was a little distracted, a few students were good, and it also gave him a headache, teaching well, it was good for himself and the country, and he didn't teach well, look at what these people did in history, some played soy sauce and thin mud, some were alone, some were loyal and honest, some were stubborn and tough, and some were scheming.

"Official, why don't you want children?"

"Nope."

"You don't know if you're a concubine?"

"Know what?"

"You're deliberately choosing the time to have sex."

"Not ......"

"Don't lie, it's not your style."

"Shall I not answer?"

"You have to answer, otherwise the concubine will sue a few mothers."

"You dare to threaten me," slapped a few times on the snow-white and pink little buttocks, making Cui Xian's eyes like silk.

Cui Xian has been wondering, why has no one has moved for more than a year in the round house, is it true that the Zheng family is the fate of the generational passenger? After talking with a few ladies for a while, a few ladies didn't understand much, and when they taught weaving, they whispered to a few women, and finally asked the truth of the matter.

So he connived at Zheng Lang's nonsense, and after a few nights in the dark, he took the opportunity to use some small means, and then it seemed that he wanted to vomit sometimes, but it was still early, and the doctor didn't dare to confirm it.

The reason has to be asked clearly, desperately drilling into Zheng Lang's arms, sprinkling arrogance, and asking, "Why?" ”

"I haven't passed the crown yet, and I want to drag it out for a year or two, so that I can have children and be a father."

"I see," Cui Xian's big eyes rolled and she said, "What if it's not allowed?" ”

"If you don't have to, stay." Zheng Lang said lightly, is it possible to deliberately do an abortion?

Cui Xian put her mind at ease and said, "I wonder if our children will be as smart as your students?" ”

"It's difficult," Zheng Lang replied honestly. I am not smart, I have a cheating system, I have the knowledge of future generations, and I may not be very good if I consider it genetically. My own students, except for Yan Rong, who is a normal person, there is no normal human being.

Fan Chunren needless to say in the future. Fan Chunyou is not simple, in the capital rich Bi's family funeral, the rich family is very rich, very extravagant funeral, some people talk about whether those burial vessels are real silver or fake silver. Fan Chunyou said that it was fake silver, which made Fu Bi very strange and asked him why. He only asked, "Do you think someone has robbed your family's tomb?" ”

Fu Bi was silent for a long time.

At the age of ten, he can write and write, if he didn't have that material, the Li family would not have entrusted his son to Zheng Lang.

The only bad thing is the Fan family's family style.

This frugal family style is incompatible with the Zheng family, Zheng Lang is very bourgeois, although eating, drinking and dressing are not luxurious, but very particular.

However, the life of the Fan family has always been very frugal, and he has two little maids for the two teenagers, and he usually sees every meal of fish and meat in his house, but he just sighs, and picks up vegetables and tofu in the middle to eat. Cui Xian asked strangely, and Fan Chunyou replied: "If I let go of my appetite and eat meat every day, I will definitely not be able to eat vegetables in a year, and if my father sees it, he will definitely scold us." ”

Wang Anshi doesn't care, give him fish to eat, give him meat to eat meat, give him vegetables to eat and eat vegetables, as long as he is full. The other three sons, Lu Gongshu, Sima Guang and Yan Rong, all had very good family backgrounds, and they were stunned when they heard it.

But Zheng Lang believes.

There is a record in history, when Fan Chunren was an official in the imperial court, he left the secretary to supervise Chao Duan to eat, and after eating, Chao Duan said to others that Fan Chengxiang's family style was going to be corrupted, and asked the reason, and replied that usually their family meals are only pickles and tofu, but this time I was left to eat, and actually put two small clusters of meat on the pickled tofu, isn't it that the family style is going to be corrupted?

Fan Zhongyan has done the most extravagant thing in his life, that is, he accepted the talented and talented Ru wife Zhen Jinlian in Raozhou.

After losing his mind for a while, he said, "Either go to Wuhu with me tomorrow." ”

"Okay."

Entering sleep, the next day the husband and wife came to Wuhu City and came to Zhoucang. But this state warehouse is not used to put grain, no one paid attention to it at first, and then things came out and they knew its purpose.

There were some grass cotton seeds, that is, cotton.

Imported from Lingnan.

Promising some conditions, let the people plant more than 200 acres by themselves, but the method is definitely the most advanced planting method in later generations, single plant transfer, cut off the public branches, sparse and dense, irrigation method, fertilizer properly. That's all we can do.

Autumn arrives and the harvest begins, Zheng Lang has often passed since he was growing, only he pays attention to it, and no one else cares.

The situation is not very ideal, in fact, there are two ways, one is from the Western Regions to Guanzhong, the climate is relatively close, the other is from Lingnan to Fujian Hunan and Jiangxi introduction, the climate difference is not large, or the soil is different, but with the appropriate planting methods, there will be a good harvest.

But no matter how bad it is, it will yield more than the current backward planting method in Lingnan.

The variety is not good, there is no adaptation, although the planting method is advanced, it is also higher than the yield of Lingnan, which can make Zheng Lang very dissatisfied. However, his surname is Gwenton, and he is going to spend ten or twenty years cultivating excellent rice and wheat seeds, not to mention cotton.

The harvest came up one after another, but the officials were dumbfounded, knowing that it could also spin cloth, and some cotton fabrics also appeared in Wuhu City, but I saw it for the first time, first of all, what should I do with these cotton seeds? Peel them one by one?

And then there's the cotton fiber, which is not like kudzu and silk, which is very long, and how does this short fiber make it into cloth?

I don't understand.

Zheng Lang invited craftsmen, deliberately from the north at a high price, the best loom craftsmen are not in the south, but also in Hebei and Shandong.

After the arrival of the craftsman, Zheng Lang drew some drawings. First of all, the cotton gin, painted according to Huang Daopo's cotton ginning machine idea, is slightly different, it may be more advanced, anyway, it is a backward manual machinery, even if it is advanced, it is not much advanced, it can only be said that it is better than peeling it by hand.

Then there is the bow that plays cotton, there is no one in the Central Plains and Jiangnan, and there is one in Lingnan, most of them are short bows, and the surname Suo has been changed to a long bow.

The most difficult is the multi-spindle spinning machine, which is also a three-spindle foot spinning wheel, which has more strength with its feet, and can also save hands to hold cotton yarn and save labor.

It is basically a process invented by Huang Daopo, but the reason why Huang Daopo is successful is also standing on the shoulders of his predecessors. Since the Song Dynasty, there have been pedal spinning wheels, reeling cars, looms and plain machines and flower machines, flower machines and multi-heald (pedals) and bundles (warp individual hanging), multi-spindle type, not very mature, most of them are mainly single spindles, a few also appear water to large spinning wheels, can draw dozens of spindles.

It is the foundation of the predecessors, Huang Daopo absorbed some advanced experience of Hainan people, and invented more advanced technology.

Zheng Lang did much the same thing.

Draw a few pictures, throw them wherever you go, you can improve them.

It's not a drawing that can make a good machine, it's just a drawing, and it's hard to restore the original.

Go in and take a look, the cotton gin is easy to manufacture, an iron shaft, a wooden shaft, using different bite forces, the cottonseed itself is squeezed out from the top of the two shafts, and the lint is rolled down from the two shafts.

Textile and loom machines are still being tested.

Ordered people to keep the cottonseeds, these cottonseeds have been in Taiping Prefecture for a year, as long as they stay for a few years, they will get used to it.

Then look at the cotton, I know that it is not very good, there is no adaptation, and it is the worst Asian coarse wool, but the result made him very disappointed, only one acre of land only harvests more than 100 catties of seed cotton, and the proportion of cottonseed is still very large.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but turn my head to look at the east. There are some good things tens of thousands of miles away in the East, such as fine staple cotton, such as sweet potatoes and corn.

If you don't see cotton, you won't understand why Lingnan people want to blend with other fiber fabrics, the fibers are too short, and it is difficult to spin exquisite fabrics without blending.

But it doesn't matter, is there still a shortage of silk in Jiangnan?

Let the official call a few weaver girls, and then call a craftsman, let the weaver girl make a silk cloth mask, choose seven or eight catties of cotton, let the craftsman wear a mask, use a bow and hammer to stretch the cotton, the weaver girl spread silk thread, sew silk, and a warm quilt is available.

I also asked the Weaver Girl to make a cotton jacket, and some of them were stuffed into the cotton jacket with kapok, because it is more difficult to take cotton from kapok, and most of them are made into valuable pillows, and there are not many cotton jackets.

"It's warm." Si'er touched the quilt and said happily.

Zheng Lang pondered for a moment and said to the officer, "Bring it up and follow me." ”

When I came to Fang Market, in the afternoon, there were not many people, but some, called an old lady to come over, and said, "Auntie, you put it on and try it." ”

The old lady put the padded jacket on.

Zheng Lang asked, "Is it warm or not?" ”

"It's so warm," said the old lady cheerfully, walking up and down, reluctant to take it off.

Zheng Lang looked at the big sun, wiped a handful of sweat, and said, "Auntie, it's only the beginning of September, it's still hot, you take it off, this jacket is given to you, and you can wear it slowly in winter." ”

Don't be warm, wear it again, even in September, you can get heat stroke.

The old lady took off her jacket with great gratitude, and held it in her hand.

Zheng Lang took out the quilt again, asked everyone to touch it with their hands, lifted it up to try, and gave it to the old lady again.

Do live advertising.

I am going to do it again next year, the yield can't keep up, and the harvest won't be very high, but how can it be stronger than planting hemp and kudzu.

Today's trial, I don't say it myself, but the people will discuss it.

When it is promoted next year, the difficulty will be reduced, and the province will be like sugar cane, and it will have to be sharpened, and the finances will be returned to the imperial court next year.

He turned around and instructed the little official to take out the cotton in the treasury to make cotton jackets and quilts, and just as several mothers wanted to go back, one person would send one. But this is a small amount, and there are many officials and officials, and the past two years have been very hard, and bonuses should be paid. As well as some lonely and widowed old people in the state, a filial family, and some benevolent households, share some to show morality.

About seven or eight thousand catties of lint will be squeezed out, leaving a few hundred catties for testing, and the rest will be arranged.

Zhao Tongju finally saw that just with this quilt, planting grass and cotton seeds was worth it, and said: "It's a good thing." ”

"If it succeeds, it will reap more profit than sugar cane." Zheng Lang is not worried about this, anyway, he wants to plant Ma Gesang, and the common people take food and clothing as the sky, and Yanchen does not dare to find a handle. It's sugar cane that gives him a headache, and it's about to be harvested, what will happen to the imperial court?

Just when he was worried, Wang Zhaoming and Gao Ruone came.

"Gao Ruo sarcasm," Zheng Lang muttered.

This person will have a headache, it is not what Ouyang Xiu and Cai Xiang said, he is a minister, not a good person, and he is not Lu Yijian's person. If it was Lu Yijian's person, would he take the lead in cutting off one of Lu Yijian's heaviest arms? Impeached Yan Wenying, Wang Mengzheng, and later impeached Jia Changchao and Wu Yu, and offered advice when Ping Wang Ze.

It's not a "bad thing", it's not a good person, he can't see it, he has to say it, but don't mess with him, for example, this year, he and Fan Zhongyan were originally in the same trench, Ouyang Xiu bit him indiscriminately, and he was in a hurry, and immediately turned his face and didn't recognize people, and in turn bit Ouyang Xiu, and then Fan Zhongyan was broad.

But what Zheng Lang is most afraid of is this kind of person who bites indiscriminately.

What would he think if he came to Taiping and saw so much sugar cane?