These questions are all Olympiad math problems that can be easily calculated.

Jiang Yu wrote these topics, to be honest, a bit of a bully, but in order to convince Mr. Feng, Jiang Yu also had to use special means.

And Mr. Feng, who didn't know the truth, was a little skeptical of life when Jiang Yu wrote the answer casually.

After a night of self-shut-up, I finally accepted some of Jiang Yu's suggestions.

Only then did the arrangement of the arithmetic class be adjusted.

It's far away, at this time, Lin Changsheng watched Mr. Feng fiddling with his abacus, and admired it very much in his heart, thinking about when he would be able to reach this point......

Lin Xiaoxi, on the other hand, looked at the more and more data on the booklet with an excited face......

“…… Seventeen pounds. ”

When the weight of the last bag of rice in an acre of land was reported, Mr. Feng's hand on the abacus also stopped.

The old village chief excitedly grabbed his crutches and stepped forward and asked, "How many catties?!" ”

Mr. Feng didn't speak, grabbed the abacus again, and recalculated twice according to the data in the booklet.

"Three hundred and ninety-one pounds." Confirming that there was no mistake, Mr. Feng let out a long sigh of relief.

The old village chief was stunned for a moment, and then screamed: "How much??" ”

Mr. Feng couldn't help but smile on his face, and patiently repeated again, "Three hundred and ninety-one catties." ”

The crowd was silent for a moment, and then burst into loud cheers.

The four aunts and others who were busy in the cafeteria turned their heads to look.

Although Jiang Yu, who had already learned the result, wanted to say it, his eyes fell on Miao Chunhua, who came to help with the cook, and finally endured it.

The people in the rice fields could not be calm for a long time.

The old village chief's eyes were even redder, "God has eyes!" We don't have to go hungry at last! ”

Although they have not been hungry since Jiang Yao and the others appeared, it was unilaterally given by Jiang Yao, Shi Yanzheng, Qiu Niangzi and others.

Everyone knows that this situation cannot be maintained for a long time, and they cannot rely on Jiang Yao and them to support them for a lifetime.

What they have always believed in is that Jiang Yao can lead them out of a way.

And high-yield grain is the cornerstone of this road!

Only the people of Linjia Village can understand the mood of the old village chief.

You must know that they used to plant one season a year, and the yield of one acre of land was only 200 catties, and if the weather was bad, I am afraid that they would not even have 200 catties, and it would not be enough to eat.

Moreover, rice is much more demanding on land than beans and wheat, and the fields they can grow are very limited, and most of them can only grow beans and wheat.

However, beans and wheat yields are even lower.

So all the while, it was the norm for them to go hungry.

There was really nothing to eat, and they even fed on bitter palm flowers......

It is conceivable that now this mu yield of 391 catties means to everyone in Linjia Village.

The people of Qinglong Village are also happy, although the yield of rice they planted in the past is not as low as that of Linjia Village, but the highest is only more than 250 catties.

You know, it's only one of two seasons!

It is equivalent to one acre of land enough to feed one person, or the kind that is well fed.

Most of the brothers brought by Yang Shaoqing were young men under the age of twenty.

Many people have grown up in cottages and have never grown rice, so they have no idea about the yield of rice.

Yang Shaoqing, the only one who has a concept, has only heard from Mr. Yang Shaoqing, although he can't empathize, he is really happy for them.

Because this means that in the future, his brothers and uncles will be able to grow this high-yield grain and live a better life.

Jiang Yao should be the only one present who was not excited.

When I first purchased rice seeds from the mall, the mall already marked the approximate yield.

She didn't say it because she knew that seeds had a big impact on yields.

However, the seedlings, planting, fertility of the field, and the suitability of the weather in the later stage will affect the final yield.

In fact, the yield per mu of this grain seed can reach more than 700 catties.

But at this time, it was only halfway there, and this was based on the fact that the wind and rain were good during this period, and there were only a few small typhoons.

On the whole, she feels that the yield per mu is not high, and a big reason should be that these lands are newly opened.

Fertilization should be intensified in the future.

The oil cakes that squeezed camellia oil before were poured into the manure pond to raise earthworms, and when the time comes, if these fields are well nourished, the yield should be able to increase for a while.

Moreover, as the rice seeds adapt to the environment here, the yield gradually stabilizes, and it may be close to 500 catties......

Jiang Yao was pondering, and when she looked up, she found that everyone's eyes fell on her, and she was stunned for a moment, "What's wrong?" ”

The old village chief asked with a little apprehension, "Xiao Yao, why are you unhappy?" Is there something wrong? ”

Jiang Yao shook his head, "I'm just thinking, if you want to raise land next, the yield in the coming year should be even higher." ”

The old village chief's eyes lit up, "Yes, yes, this is a newly opened birthplace, take care of it, and the output will definitely be higher next year!" ”

When they heard this, they were even more happy.

As a buyer, Su Yu'an was naturally not dissatisfied, and he even wanted to buy more grain......

When everyone packed up their mood and continued to harvest, Su Yu'an and the old village chief stood on the ridge and chatted.

Su Yu'an: "Do you think the recovered rice can be used as more grain?" ”

"I think it's a lot, look at the plump rice ......," said the old village chief, grabbing a bag of threshed rice, "you twist it, there is almost no empty shell." ”

The old village chief carefully handed the rice to Su Yu'an, and said, "Be careful, it's a pity to drop it." ”

Su Yu'an tried it according to his words, and found that it was indeed the case, and then under the gaze of the old village chief, he put the rice back into the sack on the side without falling to the ground.

Lin Xiaoxi, who was threshing on the side, saw the movements of the two, and then looked at some ears of rice that fell in the field, and was speechless for a while.

What are these two doing...... Who can harvest without rice and ears of rice falling to the ground?

When the harvest is over, the children must be called to pick it up.

Old village chief: This is an attitude that you don't understand!

At lunchtime, everyone went back to the cafeteria with a smile on their faces.

Because of the large number of people, the tables and chairs for eating not only filled the playground, but also slipped on the road outside the village school.

Fortunately, it is dumplings to eat, and one person can take a pot and walk, if you are cooking, you are afraid that you will break your leg just by serving it.

Yang Shaoqing and the brothers of Dahua Mountain also consciously lined up with everyone.

It's just that when they arrived, looking at the pots of strange-shaped dumplings in front of him, Yang Shaoqing was speechless.

Yang Shaoqing: Have they been deceived?

This thing looks like a bun, but it doesn't look like it's steamed, and it looks weird, some are round, some are flat, can this be delicious? ?