Chapter 461: The War of Resistance Against Yang Hucheng is Coming (4)
Although Yang Hucheng does not have much culture, he knows the importance of knowledge, and over the years, he has not only studied diligently, but also treated people with knowledge with great respect and thirst. Therefore, Yang Hucheng was very polite to Feng Rui and others.
After greeting Feng Rui, Zhao Chengxia, and Cao Ruizhi warmly, Yang Hucheng stood on the hillside with excitement on his face, looking at the rolling rice waves on the bank of the Yellow River and the dense green gauze tents around him for a long time, turned to Song Zhewu and said, "Wen Ge ......"
After the two talked at night, the relationship between Yang Hucheng and Song Zhewu became much closer, and Yang Hucheng had already called Song Zhewu Commander-in-Chief Song from the beginning, and now he called Song Zhewu by the word. And he also resolutely opposed Song Zhewu calling him Chairman Yang, and asked Song Zhewu to call him his cousin.
"My hometown is in Pucheng, Weinan, Shaanxi, less than 100 miles away from the Yellow River, and I am quite familiar with both sides of the Yellow River. The floodplains on both sides of the Yellow River have not only been neglected for decades, but the banks of the low-lying areas are often flooded every time the Yellow River floods. In the past, some people wanted to take Yellow River water from the Yellow River on the bank of the Yellow River for irrigation and alkali drainage, but they did not dare to dig the embankment. Now, after you turn over and remediate, especially this siphon irrigation, the banks of the Yellow River will become a fish and rice town in the south of the Yangtze River. ”
After speaking, Yang Hucheng burst into a hearty laugh.
Just now, Yang Hucheng has seen the siphon irrigation station by the Yellow River, which can not only continuously transfer the water of the Yellow River to irrigate farmland, but also do not damage the Yellow River embankment, and almost no electricity, which makes Yang Hucheng full of praise.
Song Zhewu just wanted to be modest, Yang Hucheng said with emotion: "Wen Ge, don't talk about your ability to lead troops to fight, I didn't expect you to be a good hand in other aspects related to the national economy and people's livelihood, since you entered Taiyuan, build railways, reclaim wasteland, build factories, run schools, rectify finance, clean up public security, and carry out land reform, this pile is a great thing for the benefit of the country and the people, and the people of Shanxi are blessed!" ”
After a slight pause, Yang Hucheng asked: "It's just that I have a question, the land policy of the Taiyuan Administration is very good!" The farmers are working hard in their fields, and there is no problem with a good harvest, but why don't you sell all this land to the farmers? Do you want to run your own farm? ”
"Brother Hucheng has won the prize!"
Song Zhewu sighed slightly and said: "The place should be stable, agriculture is the foundation, the land of the Three Jin Dynasty was developed earlier in Chinese history, after thousands of years of cultivation, there is not much left of barren mountains and wasteland, only more than 6 million hectares, in this more than 6 million wasteland, the land suitable for reclamation is only about 1 million hectares. Moreover, even the land that has been reclaimed is also very barren, not only the land of the Taihang Administration, but also more than 500,000 cultivated land in Shanxi Province, if you want to increase grain production, in addition to reclaiming wasteland to increase the amount of land, it is more important to increase the output of existing land. ”
"The only way to increase the output of existing land is to adopt new agricultural techniques, such as the use of new fertilizers such as phosphate and potash. But the problem now is that except for the demonstration farms in various places, the rest of the land is not in the hands of the political axe, and the farmers are only relying on the farming experience passed down from generation to generation, and they do not believe in new technologies and are even less willing to spend money on fertilizer. ”
Song Zhewu said: "The political axe cannot force farmers to buy fertilizer, so I have to do a demonstration on the demonstration farm first, hoping that through the convincing yield of the demonstration farm, the farmers will know the benefits of using new agricultural technology to farm, and then consciously and voluntarily do it, which is why I did not sell the newly cultivated land." ”
Yang Hucheng nodded and said: "I have seen chemical fertilizer in this book, and it is said that it can greatly increase the yield per mu. ”
Li Yixi, who was next to him, asked curiously: "What do you mean by Commander Song's new agricultural technology?" ”
Song Zhewu said with a smile: "For example, radiation breeding, deep ploughing, plastic film mulching, soil testing and fertilization, the use of new pesticides, etc., but you have to ask our Director Feng, Director Zhao, and our Chief Engineer Cao, they are much clearer than me, and they can speak more clearly." In a moment, you can talk more. ”
"Yes, yes, it is advisable to ask the two directors and Chief Engineer Cao for advice in a while, and after we go back, we will also do a big job in Shaanxi." Yang Hucheng was busy telling Li Yizhi.
Yang Hucheng suddenly asked: "Director Feng, I have seen the crops everywhere all the way in Shanxi, although the crops in the Linfen Basin are also growing very well, but they are still not as good as those of the Taiyuan Administration, and the crops of the farmers of the Taiyuan Administration belong to your demonstration farm, if you have implemented these new agricultural technologies, how many catties do you say the production capacity per mu is?" ”
Feng Rui's skin is now tanned, and if it weren't for the pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face, almost no one would believe that he was a doctor of agriculture from Cornell University in the United States.
Feng Rui thought for a while and said: "Now the yield per mu of land in China can only be more than 200 catties, and the Taiyuan Administration has been so smooth this year, and the farmers are also very motivated to cultivate their own land, and the grain of the farmers of the Taiyuan Administration will definitely be bumper." ”
"But even so, according to our estimates, we can reach a maximum yield of more than 300 catties per mu. However, the eight demonstration farms of our agricultural committee in the Taiyuan Administration and the Suixi Hetao area have a total of 2 million hectares of land, and the minimum yield per mu will reach 600 catties, and the highest should be the Jinxi demonstration farm here, according to my calculation and Chengxia, the yield per mu will not be less than 700 catties. This is because these lands are newly cultivated this year, and if it is next year, it should be able to reach an average yield of 800 catties per mu."
"700 pounds!"
The number reported by Feng Rui was not only shocked by Yang Hucheng, Du Bincheng, Li Yizhi, Sun Weiru and others, but also Jia Jingde and Xiao Guodong.
Since Song Zhewu began to recruit and accept flood victims from various places on a large scale this year, Jia Jingde has been very worried these days. Song Zhewu said that there are about 100 million people affected by this year's floods across the country, including as many as 50 or 60 million in the north alone, and asked him to prepare food and housing for the disaster victims.
Although he didn't know the number that Song Zhewu got from there, and it was impossible for all of these victims to come to the Taiyuan Administration, Jia Jingde believed that there were 20 or 30 million victims who could not escape. The housing of these people is relatively easy to manage, and the hundreds of thousands of disaster victims who migrated to Northern Mongolia in advance have already built a large number of simple houses ahead of schedule, and if we rush to work again, these two or thirty million disaster victims will be squeezed together, and there will be no problem for them to survive the winter this year.
However, food cannot be done in a hurry, it needs real money to buy, and most of this grain needs to be bought from outside now. Fortunately, the price of grain in foreign countries is low now, but the annual food expenditure of these two or thirty million people is still a huge astronomical amount, even if Jia Jingde often has tens of millions in his hands now, this number also gives him a headache.
However, if the grain output of these newly reclaimed land in the demonstration farms can reach 600 catties per mu this year, then this problem will be solved. Jia Jingde is really skeptical now that Song Zhewu has already thought of solving the food problem of the victims.
However, because of Song Zhewu's ability, Jia Jingde has seen a lot, and he is already a little accustomed to Song Zhewu's amazing actions, and he is just surprised by this matter.
And the surprise of Yang Hucheng and the others should be shocked to be exact!
The yield per mu is 600 catties, which is three times the average yield per mu in China, not to mention 700 catties. If all the cultivated land in Shanxi reaches this yield, it will be equivalent to an increase of 7 million hectares of land!
Although I still don't believe it, but thinking about the crops I saw, I can't help but believe that Feng Rui's figure is still very likely to be realized.
However, Yang Hucheng, who was born as a farmer, quickly thought of another question.
Yang Hucheng asked with some concern: "Wenge, the population of Shanxi is less than 10 million, right?" It is indeed a good thing that you have been able to reclaim wasteland now, and this year is a good year, and a good harvest is certain. However, according to what Director Feng said, the yield per mu will increase substantially, and this year's grain output is enough to feed more than 40 million people. ”
Jia Jingde said with a smile: "Chairman Yang, that's the old yellow calendar, Shanxi had a population of about 12 million last year, and the whole territory of Shanxi will probably be about 15 million in the past year. Since June, floods have been hit in various places, and Wenge has sent people to various places to shelter the victims and send them to the border of North Mengshi. ”
"According to our estimates, more than 30 million people will arrive in Northern Mongolia this year. In this way, the population of the Northern Mongolia and Taiyuan Administration alone will be more than 35 million, plus Suiyuan and Southern Mongolia, more than 40 million, and our grain is just enough. ”
Song Zhewu nodded and said: "Yuru is right, the Northern Construction and Development Committee has sent a large number of people to Jianghuai, Henan, Hubei and other places to help the disaster victims who are willing to go to Beimeng Shibian to go to Beimeng through Shanxi. The Chairman of the Committee is very supportive of this matter and has instructed the affected provinces to assist us in transporting the victims. ”
"More than 3 million people are already passing through Shanxi to Northern Mongolia, and it is estimated that more will arrive by October. That's a lot of food for tens of millions of people. ”
Song Zhewu thought for a while and said to Jia Jingde: "However, Brother Hucheng's reminder is very important, with a large amount of land reclamation in Northern Mongolia next year, next year's grain will increase substantially, and the situation of grain cheapness hurting farmers is very likely to occur, in order not to damage the peasants' enthusiasm for growing grain, the Construction Committee has made a plan, when a large amount of grain is on the market and grain prices fall, the Construction Committee will come forward to purchase at a price slightly higher than the market price to stabilize grain prices." Some of the surplus grain can be sold, and most of it has to be stored in case of emergency. ”
"Wengo is thoughtful! However, you'll probably have to break the bank a little bit again. Yang Hucheng sighed.
"I have food in my hands, and I don't panic in my heart."
Song Zhewu blurted out this sentence that was famous in his previous life.
(To be continued)