There are many winds and rains in summer, and it is necessary to rush to harvest rice, and the hot and sultry weather is the easiest to make the rice germinate. Don't let the rice fall to the ground and sprout in water.

The Su family paid for the help of the people in the village to harvest all three acres of rice ashore in two days.

Handfuls of rice ears were spread all over the ground, and Su Lingyu took a hat and walked around the rice ears to select the grain seeds to be used in autumn.

The rice cultivated by the Lingquan has a strong fragrance, and the rice grains are full and short. Each acre of land is divided into grains, and she has to cultivate lodging-resistant rice.

The rice of the Su family went to the field two days in advance, and Wang Lung ran to the Su family when he got the news, for fear that this batch of rice would be sold to outsiders.

Urging the horses to the Li family's grain field, they met the villagers of Dongquan Village and greeted the villagers. "Congratulations, congratulations to my wife on a great harvest this year."

"Do you know how much this acre of land will harvest?" Su Li made a riddle.

Wang Lung looked at the ears of rice in the field and asked tentatively: "One hundred and eighty catties?" ”

The peasants on the side sang and said, "High, high, high." ”

Taking a deep breath, he boldly guessed higher, "For a while, I went to the Central Plains, where the soil is fertile and most suitable for growing food. There was once an old farmer who worked hard and got 232 catties of grain per acre of land.

Last autumn, I came to see it, and the best acres of land were 160 catties. Today I guessed one hundred and eighty pounds, and you still called it high to guess, but forgive me for daring to guess high, don't laugh if you guess wrong. But two hundred and forty pounds? ”

Seeing Su Li shaking his head and snickering, Wang Long trembled.

The fertile land in the Central Plains is at most two hundred and thirty catties, and this figure has been maintained to this day, if the Su family's yield per mu is more than this. This has to be reported to the court!

"Congratulations to the old lady, the high yield per mu is gratifying!" Wang Lung said, "You may solve the mystery and let me know how many catties per acre." ”

"The highest yield per mu is 248 catties, and the lowest yield per mu is 213 catties." Someone on the side rushed to answer.

Looking at the people gathered here, Wang Lung knew that the Su family's fragrant rice couldn't all go into his pocket. "Please be merciful to your subordinates and give you some fragrant rice. In the next family, the lady and the boy are good for this bite. ”

None of them spoke, and the respected village chief came out and said, "Everyone is asking for food, you are asking for ready-made, and we are asking for the next mu of production." When we grow it and sell it to you, your food will last longer, won't you? ”

"The kid understands, just ask me to keep two catties and eat a fragrant meal." Wang Long saw that he couldn't make sense, so he went to find Su Chengqi to make friends with him.

The villagers of Dongquan Village strictly guarded him. The village chief's son took people and followed Su Chengqi, not allowing Su Chengqi to make promises indiscriminately. Seeing that Wang Lung mentioned the matter of the new grain, he went over to interrupt.

The village chief was anxious and eager to bring the predetermined rice home. "When is San'er going to pick? A few of you are going to help. ”

Su Li bit the needle and thread, and said vaguely: "She picked all the grains in my family, and she contributed to the bumper harvest." Don't bother her, she's annoying now. ”

If it was in previous years, the three children would be selected slowly. This year, everyone rushed to ask for grain seeds, urging San'er to brave the sun to pick grain seeds, and it was strange that she was not angry.

"What does a little doll know, I'll help you pick it out, auntie, it's very fast."

"Yes, you see that the four generations of the third family are in the same house, and they have three sons in a row. She is a blessed person, let her help pick and ensure you a good autumn harvest. ”

Su Li snorted, "She doesn't understand, you understand?" On the day she was born, auspicious clouds hung in the sky. She was born different. The poultry in the house listened to her. How can someone who has never farmed the land grow so much food, and you think that no experience is needed? ”

"That's what she taught?"

"Auntie, that's not what the big words say. Although you want to raise the value of San'er and want San'er to marry a good family, you don't say so. ”

"Believe it or not." Su Li didn't say more, spread out the sewn bag and shook it.

Seeing San'er coming, he picked up the Aoi fan and fanned her. "It's hot, let's have a drink."

Su Lingyu wiped his sweat and said to the village chief: "You let the villagers gather, I have something to say to everyone." It's about everyone's harvest. ”

The village chief looked at the three sons of the Su family, this little doll was only more than five years old, and she spoke like an adult. The eyebrows have not yet opened, and it is impossible to tell what kind of person it is.

If it is really like Su Li's words, this doll will be in the future. is either the mother of a clan, or a good daughter of heaven and earth. Let's believe her.

The village chief told everyone to lean over, there was something to tell them here.

Su Lingyu stood on the two stones, and he couldn't look at everyone. "There are some things to tell you, so be quiet before you say it, and then you can ask questions when I'm done."

"As you can see, there are three paddies over there, and each one corresponds to a different species. The first slice on the left is fragrant rice, which is relatively slender and fragrant when cooking rice and porridge. The second piece on the left is the No. 3 rice, which has been cultivated three times. It has the highest yield, but it is easy to fall over, and the rice grains are not very fragrant. The one on the right, it doesn't fall down, and the rice grains don't smell good, but the yield is the second highest. Every grain of its grain can be grown into a grain seed, and it can be used with confidence that the yield will not be reduced for three or five years, and the yield will be increased. You can choose which one you want according to your family. ”

"Can't you have both?"

"Yes, as long as you dare to plant."

The Su family's yield per mu is obvious to everyone, and it will never deceive anyone. Some people dare to believe, and some people hesitate and can't let go of their courage.

"What happens if you mix two kinds of rice together?"

"I don't know, you can try it."

"You are all coming up with ideas about planting millet?"

"I only teach them to compost, to fertilize."

Anyone who grows crops knows the importance of composting, and whether rice is good or not depends on fertility and insect control.

Even if they don't care about it, they have to prick up their ears to see if the child is talking big.

"There is not enough fertile soil at home, not enough chicken and duck feces, and I can't make up the urine if I try to hold it. So what to do? ”

yes, so what to do? It is common for the fertility to be insufficient, resulting in poor growth of seedlings!

"You can boil manure. How to boil? Dig a pit first, and then stir the bird droppings, rotten leaves, chicken dung, duck dung, and human feces from the mountain forest, push them into the pit and compact, and then use grass to row them on the top and press them to prevent ventilation.

After boiling for two or three months, the manure can be sprinkled on the paddy fields, and the blackened soil on the side can be used to grow vegetables. ”

"Really?"

"It works. It's just that after the air leak, it smells a little stinky. You're going to have to get rid of the smell and dig the dung out of the pit. If you put white lime, it can also kill insects. To prevent insects from laying eggs in the manure and being taken to the paddy fields to harm the seedlings. ”

This was the first time they had heard that white lime could kill insects.

"Can you believe it? Can you believe it? ”

"Ask my aunt to take a look."

"If you need the quantity, go and tell my dad that he has prepared the scales." Su Lingyu pointed to the cheap father.

Some people discussed it and ran to find Su Chengqi. And some people stay, asking questions.