On the night when Zhang Ze went to Lingzhi City.

The favorite daughter of the head of the Gongsun family, Xuan Niangzi, received a gift.

After opening it on the spot, I was frightened and fainted, and in the time since then, I have convulsions every night and have asked for a doctor countless times.

When these anecdotes reached Guzhu, Gongsun Yan did not have time to have a good time.

She never thought that in the Han Dynasty, she would also have a day of continuous overtime.

As the days of April passed, the cold northland ushered in several spring rains.

Perhaps because of its proximity to wet water and its location in the mountains, the entire Lone Bamboo Manor is shrouded in a layer of damp and cold air.

For the land and plants, this layer of wetness and this drop of rain and dew are the most thirst-quenching nectar, and the dry mud ground is full of water and soft.

Gongsun Yan sat at the conference table.

A small warm stove sat at her feet, steaming hot.

At this time, she was discussing this year's spring ploughing with several stewards of the village.

It is not very accurate to say that it is a discussion, but in fact, she insisted on her own opinion and fought against the Zhuangzhong steward dominated by Zhou Xing.

On the conference table were several rhizome-like plants with red skins still stained with dirt.

This plant will be familiar to future generations.

But for the people of this era, it is simply absurd to plant such a strange and completely unfamiliar evil crop in the village instead of planting the familiar bean, wheat and millet.

"This sweet potato, really, really, really high-yielding!"

Gongsun Yan emphasized once again to several old stewards who were in charge of agricultural production in Zhuangzhong.

"The highest yield per mu is more than 6,000 catties, even if the thin field can yield 4,000 catties per mu!"

In fact, Gongsun Yan's statement is already very restrained.

This variety is written in black and white in the trader, this is an improved variety, in the case of fertile fields, deep cultivation and scientific fertilization, the yield per mu can reach more than 10,000 catties.

And sweet potatoes can be harvested in 4 months.

In this era of 180 catties to 200 catties per mu, it is enough to change the pattern of the whole world.

In order to encourage Gongsun Yan to promote it on a large scale, the system directly put sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn on top when she searched for high-yield crops.

Even in order to let Gongsun Yan speed up his pace, an advertisement of 50% off growing grain popped up, and a sweet potato planting manual was presented, which could be loaded for Zhao Xi.

For the kindness of the system, Gongsun Yan will naturally not live up to it.

Gongsun Yan, as an old dieter before the crossing, she didn't know about farming, but she was still familiar with the nutritional value of these staple foods.

Compared with wheat, corn, and rice, sweet potatoes are not high-quality staple foods, and the dietary protein of sweet potatoes is much lower than that of other varieties.

It also contains too much potassium, and excessive consumption can lead to arrhythmias and chest tightness. There are also disadvantages such as high sugar content.

However, those shortcomings are for modern people, for people of this era, being able to have a full stomach is the king!

Such a terrible yield per mu is enough to ignore all the weaknesses of sweet potatoes.

What's more, sweet potatoes can also be used to make sugar, brew wine, and residues can be used to raise livestock.

However, Gongsun Yan's order for change was resisted by almost all the manor stewards.

For this day and age, there is nothing more important than farming, which is related to the survival of all people.

Therefore, as soon as Gongsun Yan's order to replace the spring crops was issued, Zhou Xing first knelt on the ground and died, and then the agricultural stewards of Zhuangzhong came collectively and knelt down in the corridor.

For them, it would be too costly to try and make mistakes with a year's worth of farming.

In recent years, the years have not been smooth, and there have been major disasters from time to time, and such an adventure is self-defeating.

Even if the manor still has the support of the government's grain stockpile, it is really child's play to use the precious grain stock as the price of trial and error.

The manor is not only their job but also their shelter, and they must not sit idly by and watch it be destroyed.

The steward of the village is still so resistant, not to mention the shady households who rent the fields in the village.

These shady households depend on their fields for a year's livelihood, and if they change crops hastily, they will not be able to provide for their families, and they will have to pay the rent of the main family's land. At that time, they will be in a desperate situation.

For them, the field is the biggest and final guarantee.

Therefore, although Gongsun Yan made a promise that as long as he planted sweet potatoes, he would be rent-free for one year, and if the grains were not harvested, he would open a warehouse with subsidies, there were still few responders.

When it comes to life and death, few people pin their hopes on an ethereal promise.

In the past three days, the main house has been full of people, and there are constantly supervisors and elders elected from the shade households, who have kept coming to plead.

For them, they do not feel that disobeying the orders of the Lord's house in this matter is rebellion, but on the contrary, they really feel that they are doing their duty!

Even though Gongsun Yan had only said that the yield per mu was 4,000 catties, the few stewards sitting behind the conference table still had different expressions.

"Little lady, don't mess around with spring ploughing." A middle-aged man with a bronze face full of ravines persuaded bitterly.

For them, 4000 per mu is a myth and is impossible!

It is precisely because of the yield mentioned by Gongsun Yan that they can't believe that there will be such high-yield crops in the world.

Gongsun Yan hung his head weakly and pressed his forehead.

She never imagined that the first important policy she pursued would encounter so much resistance.

Except for Zhao Xi, who was naturally on her side, and Zhao Yun, who did not object for the time being with his trust in her, almost all of Zhuang Zhong resisted.

Even Tian Kai, who was guarding and tending to the captives in the Xishan camp, rode back to persuade him despite his fatigue.

At this time, facing these stewards whose eyes were red and swollen like walnuts from crying, Gongsun Yan let out a long sigh

In the end, concessions had to be made.

It is no longer a large-scale promotion in the village at one time, and only one-third of the fields in the village are required, and this new crop must be planted according to the guidance of the housekeeper Zhao Xi.

As a price for the promotion of new crops, 20% of the tenant rent will be waived this year.

If the new crop yields poorly, another 20% will be exempted!

In other words, if there is a situation that everyone wants to see, the new crop will not be harvested.

Then each shady household still has the remaining two-thirds of the land out, and only pays 10% of the tax.

Gongsun Yan made such a big concession, and several elders represented by the shade were pondered for a moment, and their expressions suddenly relaxed, and even showed joy.

On the contrary, a few stewards of Zhou Xing rebounded even more.

In the eyes of the stewards, this undoubtedly harmed the interests of the estate, and was too lenient for these shady tenants.

It's just that what Gongsun Yan wants to see is never the harvest of these acres of fields.

Everything, just want to promote this high-yield crop that can live countless people.

What she wants is to liberate the productivity and labor force in the village, so that more people can shift their eyes from the fields with more peace of mind and devote themselves to the next various constructions.

The currently planned warehouses, walled defense systems, roads, wineries, etc., require a lot of labor.

After sending away the representative of the shade and a few stewards with a sad face, there was only Zhou Xing in the council hall who seemed to have swallowed Coptis chinensis.