During this period, Zhao Ziyang returned to Hanmen Pass after staying with Mu Qingli for three days, unlike Mu Qingli, he is a front-line general, and he needs to lead the troops to practice every day, if he is not ordered to act, he can't leave the barracks for too long, so no matter how reluctant he is, he has to leave.

Under the careful care of Mu Qingli and others, at the beginning of December, the first batch of experimental seeds were harvested!

Because of the lack of lime, although Mu Qingli guided the addition of other fertilizers, the harvest was not very ideal. The potatoes are okay, each plant has twelve to sixteen pieces, the largest is also like an adult's fist, the ten catties of potatoes that were cut into pieces at the beginning were harvested three hundred catties, much less than Mu Qingli expected, compared to the happy Zhang Xianmin and others, Mu Qingli was not very satisfied.

The corn is not good, the planting season is not right, the survival rate is only 80%, each plant bears about two ears, and most of the grains are small and not full. Mu Qingli had already expected it, so she wasn't much disappointed.

"Unexpectedly, we also have a day of royal tribute, which is really a blessing to our ancestors." The two peasants looked at the corn stalks, which were taller than people, and danced with excitement and squinted with laughter.

Mu Qingli said helplessly: "Two uncles, this corn will be a tribute to the people in the future, and that is something to be happy about." ”

A tribute to the people? Nong Han was stunned by Mu Qingli's statement.

She doesn't have the awe of the people of this era, and she still eats the same kind of rice and breathes the same air as the chairman's grandfather in her previous life, does she have pride?

"Moreover, the corn produced this time is not good, which shows that we have not sown at the right time, and there are other places that have not done well, these are the problems that we need to worry about!"

When the two heard this, they stopped their excitement and nodded in agreement.

Then the three of them were busy harvesting, and after Zhang Xianmin received the news, he also rushed to pick up his official robe and join in, which really surprised Mu Qingli, she thought that those who were civil officials would not go to the ground, looking at Zhang Xianmin's familiar appearance, it can be seen that he has done a lot of work.

In just half a day, the four of them finished harvesting potatoes and corn and returned to Pingcheng to make their next plans.

Mu Qingli found that most of the yellow sweet corn was mixed with six waxy corn, which grew better than sweet corn, Mu Qingli smiled happily, she loves to eat waxy corn the most!

Once the harvest is in place, the next step is to keep the seeds and store them. Mu Qingli informed the three of them in detail about the storage method of corn and potatoes, and at the same time repeatedly advised: raw and sprouted potatoes, do not eat! Toxic!

In mid-December, the second batch of experimental seeds was also harvested, and the corn was still the same, but the grains were slightly fuller, while the potatoes were different, the same ten catties, but more than three hundred and eighty catties were harvested!

At this point, the experimental field has finally come to a successful conclusion.

After Mu Qingli explained to the two farmers, carefully summarized the results of the experimental field and improved the methods, he returned to Hanmen Pass with a basket of potatoes and half a roll of corn in the worst condition, as well as the two personal soldiers.

The cold wind was blowing in winter, and Mu Qingli stepped into the general's mansion after a long absence with a cold air.

"General, this is the corn and potatoes cultivated in this experimental field, because of the need to keep the seeds, the last general only brought back the ones that are not in good condition, and gave them to the general to taste."

Mu Qingli's leg injury was already well, and he was standing firmly in the general's mansion at this time, saluting and reporting to Zhao Ziyi.

Zhao Ziyi was as cold and arrogant as ever, and when he heard the words, he just said "um", and asked the most critical question: "What is the yield of these two crops?" When can seeding be promoted? ”