Mu Qingli bowed his head and said: "General Hui, under normal circumstances, the yield of corn per mu can reach 800 catties, and potatoes are at least 1,000 catties. The potatoes and corn harvested in the Pingcheng experimental field have been reserved for planting next year, but the corn is not right at this time, and the harvest is very small, and the seeds are not easy to obtain, so the promotion of corn will be slower than potatoes. ”

Zhao Ziyi's brows furrowed almost inaudibly. It is rare to have a crop with a higher yield per mu than wheat, but it is defeated by the problem of seeds.

Thinking of the large area of barrenness in Hanmen Pass, Mu Qingli couldn't help but say after all: "There will be a proposal at the end, I don't know if I should talk about it or not?" ”

Zhao Ziyi nodded and motioned for Mu Qingli to continue.

"The last general believes that the barren land south of Hanmen Pass can be considered for reclamation."

Zhao Ziyi was stunned, "Reclamation? ”

"Yes, reclamation." Mu Qingli nodded firmly.

"But I don't have so much labor, and the land is barren, which is not suitable for growing crops." Zhao Ziyi frowned, he didn't have an idea, but unfortunately the land was too barren, and the survival rate of planting was only three or four percent, and under the premise of increasing fertilizer, he could only barely plant two stubbles, and over time, it would be gone.

"The end of the general can be proposed, there is a way to deal with it, the problem of poor land can be neutralized with lime fertilizer, the effect is remarkable, and labor is the least problematic problem, after all, my Zhendong Army, the most is not people?" Mu Qingli was full of energy, even if there were only 10,000 people, two months would be enough to open 20,000 acres, and Pingcheng had 40,000 acres.

Zhao Ziyi was stunned, he never thought about letting the Zhendong Army go to open up the wasteland, "How sure are you about this matter?" ”

"More than eighty percent." Mu Qingli didn't expect Zhao Ziyi to agree so easily, and in addition to being pleasantly surprised, she made a conservative estimate, how to mix the lime in Xindi, and other issues, she had to spend time pondering.

Staring at the two baskets of corn and potatoes on the ground, Zhao Ziyi made up his mind: "Okay, I'll let Ziyang assist you in this matter." "Hopefully, Mu Qingli will not let him down.

"The last general has the courage to ask the general, what are the arrangements for military rations? As long as we can survive until May, there will be no problem with follow-up military rations. Mu Qingli bit her lower lip and asked the question she was most worried about, if she followed her previous algorithm, the Zhendong Army would run out of food in February and would not be able to harvest in the first season.

Zhao Ziyi stood up and walked to the basket, picked up a potato casually, and said lightly: "I have my own opinions on this matter, you can just do it." ”

The big guy is calm, Mu Qingli complained in his heart, he didn't ask, he bowed and retreated, he simply had a few months left, and he would worry about the things in front of him first.

When leaving the General's Mansion, because she lowered her head and thought about things, Mu Qingli accidentally bumped into a person around the corner, she said sorry in a low voice, and wanted to leave by a detour, but she didn't want to reach over and stop her with a hand.

"Presumptuous! Where did the untouchables come from, dare to rush into the princess's guard of honor! ”

Mu Qingli was startled by the piercing scream, she raised her head, only to find that the road had been occupied by a team, in the middle of the team was a pink sedan chair lifted by four people, during which a woman in gorgeous clothes could be vaguely seen sitting in it, and there were two maids and guards standing in front of and behind the sedan chair, which was very magnificent.

What Mu Qingli hit was a Tsing Yi slave in front of the sedan chair, who was staring at her eyes at the moment, and she was making a fierce attack.

When did a princess come to this cold gate? Mu Qingli was helpless, so she had to apologize again: "I'm sorry, I didn't look at the road and hit the girl, so I'll compensate you here." ”

The maid in green clothes did not give up, and her tone was sharp as if she had been wronged: "Presumptuous, you are so self-respecting in front of the princess, and you should be punished according to the rules!" ”