Shangbai Village, rice experimental field.

The villagers are watching the farming fairy method, which has become a habit, and every time Zhu Guoxiang comes to the field, everyone will come to see the excitement.

Zhu Guoxiang likes to impart agricultural knowledge, he pointed to the rice field and said: "After this rice planting, the seedlings will become dry, everyone must know." ”

The villagers nodded in unison, of course they knew.

Zhu Guoxiang continued: "When the seedlings are transplanted and become withered, the roots of the seedlings are broken when the seedlings are pulled. Why do the seedlings I have cultivated return to green faster and grow stronger after transplanting? Because of water control and drought breeding, the seedling roots are not much, and they are not deep, and the damage is not great when pulling the seedlings. Once planted, the roots of the seedlings will recover quickly, and they will grow wildly. And the seedlings you raise have many and deep roots, and they hurt a lot when they are plucked, and they do not grow well when they return to green. ”

The villagers suddenly realized that it was the problem of Miao Gen.

After the rejuvenation period passed, the situation became more obvious, and the seedlings in the experimental field were much more robust than those in the adjacent field.

It is precisely because of this that the villagers are eager to learn.

Zhu Guoxiang said: "Now is the tillering period, whether the rice can be harvested, the key depends on whether the tillering is good or not. The water should not be too deep, it should be shallow and irrigated frequently......"

"I know," said an old farmer, "that if the water is too deep, the ears will grow slowly." ”

Another villager was dissatisfied: "Second Master Liu doesn't want to interrupt, listen to Zhu Xianggong." ”

Zhu Guoxiang didn't care, he was happy to communicate with farmers: "At the beginning of tillering, top dressing is needed, and everyone knows this." But the most urgently needed fertilizer, I call it nitrogen fertilizer. Where is nitrogen fertilizer? Beans are inside. Soybean meal and okara can provide nitrogen fertilizer. Scattering one or two catties of soybean meal is more effective than splashing a few buckets of dung. ”

The villagers looked happy, they had learned something real today.

The method of chasing nitrogen fertilizer with soybean meal was popularized in the Ming Dynasty, and the Song Dynasty really didn't realize it. At this time, soybean meal was mainly used to feed pigs, cattle and horses.

Zhu Guoxiang said: "At this time, top dressing is best accompanied by cultivating and weeding. It can make the field mud more breathable, and bury the soybean meal in the cultivated soil by the way, which is more conducive to rooting and tillering. ”

The villagers silently wrote down, and Lu An even held a small notebook and quickly wrote with a brush, and he wanted to organize it into words and hand it over to the old white man.

Zhu Guoxiang said: "In the late stage of tillering, you have to press it, and you can't divide too much." Too much tillering can also affect the harvest. How to suppress it? ”

The old farmer shouted again: "Irrigate!" ”

Zhu Guoxiang nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, it is irrigation, and deep irrigation can suppress the tillers." But if this field is too fertile, deep irrigation will not be able to suppress it, and it needs to be drained and sunned! ”

Bai Dalang didn't know when he came to listen to the class, and said in surprise: "Drain the water and dry the field, aren't you afraid that the seedlings will die?" ”

"Don't be afraid, but keep an eye on it at any time," Zhu Guoxiang said, "You have to count the number of stems of the seedlings, look at them every day, and choose whether to drain the field according to the number of stems." ”

Bai Dalang muttered: "No wonder my family's few fertile fields, sometimes the rice grows very well, but there is no harvest when threshing. It turned out that the field was too fat, and deep irrigation could not suppress the tillering. This is like a small people's home, where there are too few people to prosper, and too many people to support them. My family's fertile fields can't be harvested, that is, too many children and grandchildren are born, and everyone has to eat, but the family's rations are not enough. ”

Zhu Guoxiang said: "I will teach you now, how to judge the several periods of tillering, mainly based on the color of the leaves......"

"Zhu Xianggong, Zhu Xianggong!"

A fisherman suddenly rushed over, panting and said: "I saw Zhu Xiucai in a fleet just now, and I stood at the bow of the boat, holding such a majestic demeanor!" ”

Zhu Guoxiang turned to look at the river and faintly saw the tail of the fleet.

His son is about to go to suppress the bandits, and he is inevitably a little worried. But it was useless to worry, so they simply continued to teach the villagers about agriculture, teaching the villagers how to distinguish the color of the leaves, and how to judge the right number of stems.

But all farmers who are experienced in farming have benefited a lot today.

Many of them know what Zhu Guoxiang said, but they don't know why. Moreover, they can only know a rough idea, and then manage it according to the traditional method, and they don't understand the more detailed things at all.

In particular, drainage and drying fields require very delicate operations, and the seedlings will be sunburned and sunburned if you are not careful.

While explaining the knowledge, while directing the operation, and waiting for the tenants to do a good job in the field, Zhu Guoxiang smiled and arched his hand: "That's all for today, let's go back and work separately." ”

The villagers went home happily, and those who had a heart also sent gifts to Zhu Guoxiang.

The gift is not expensive, or an egg, or a green onion, to express their hearts.

Bai Dalang stood on the edge of the experimental field and did not leave, staring at the seedlings all the time, and then went to look at the rice field next to him.

The more he looked at it, the more he liked it, the seedlings in the experimental field grew so well!

The seedlings of ordinary paddy fields, no matter how well they are cared for, are just vulgar powder.

The seedlings in the experimental field are like beautiful women, not only knowledgeable, but also proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Bai Dalang is not like the second brother, who works hard in the county government case, and intrigues all day long. is not like the third brother, who travels extensively outside and is proficient in all kinds of poetry and scriptures.

His life is very simple, just focusing on the family business.

The business of the shop is booming, the tea is sold at a high price, and the grain in the fields is abundant, all of which can make him feel the greatest happiness.

Bai Dalang imagined that at this time next year, his paddy fields would be managed in this way, and the seedlings would all grow white and fat like the second brother.

That's nice!

Bai Chongwen went home happily, and even the moles on his face seemed to be shining.

"Daddy, Daddy......"

Bai Chongwen turned around several times, and finally found his father in the study, and said in an excited tone: "In the past, Zhu Xianggong was wrong, he not only raised seedlings well, but also managed the rice fields well. I listened to it myself today, and I learned a lot of things, all of which can be used. Next year, my family's paddy fields, all with his methods, will definitely be able to have a bumper harvest! ”

The old white man said quietly: "The Bodhisattva is too big, and the temple here is too small, so I don't know how to worship it." ”

Bai Chongwen heard the voice: "Father, what happened?" ”

The old white man knocked on the table: "The letter sent by your second brother, read it for yourself." ”

The content of the letter mainly tells about a series of events that took place in the county seat in the past half month. At the same time, there are many speculations about Bai Erlang, such as Zhu Ming taking refuge in Xiangzhi County......

Bai Chongwen didn't see anything wrong, and said suspiciously: "Zhu Dalang has trained well, he went to make trouble in the county government to avenge his grandmother." The second brother is really true, he can't even control his subordinates, and he even withholds the archer's rations. He took refuge in Xiang Zhixian, and it was not harmful to my family, anyway, the archers were going to be disbanded. ”

"Confused!"

The old white man scolded outside, completely disillusioned with the IQ of his eldest son, and sighed: "Alas, you go and take care of the industry, don't get involved in this matter." ”

Bai Chongwen scratched his head and left in a daze.

The old white man couldn't figure it out, what did this Zhu Dalang want to do? What good is it for Zhu Dalang to take refuge in that confused county?

I can't read it, I really can't understand it.

There is only one point, and the old white man understands it: Zhu Dalang is a dragon, the dragon is trapped in the shallows, and he can't do anything. Once you encounter wind and rain, you have to take off into the air.

Why?

Because the archer is too ordinary, anyone can apply for it, and then he will be a bully who blackmails the people. And what about him Zhu Dalang? In just half a month, so many things have been done, and more than 300 archers have been subdued.

If something really happens, even if the archers are disbanded, Zhu Dalang will raise his arms and shout, I'm afraid he can gather dozens of them.

Dozens of young and strong, if you go out, it is enough to stretch all over the country.

Such a character, staying in his own village, is always a time bomb. What's more, there is also a Zhu Xianggong, who can convince the villagers just by farming.

The old white member didn't know that Zhu Ming had decided to eat Heifeng Village, and the father and son would have to move sooner or later.

"Someone!"

With a hello, the servant ran in.

The old white member said: "Send a few good teas to Zhu Xianggong, and thank him for teaching the wonderful method of farming today." ”

The servant took the tea leaves and ran quickly to Shen Yourong's house.

Shen Yourong is weaving silk, and the raw silk he reels will be finished in the next two days.

Lao Bai promised that her family would not have to pay summer grain this year, and these silk cloths could be sold.

Zhu Guoxiang is still compiling teaching materials, and the village school is scheduled to start on the first day of next month.

"Zhu Xianggong, this is the tea sent by the master, thank you Professor Xianggong for farming." The servant respectfully handed it over.

Zhu Guoxiang was still writing calligraphy, nodded and said, "Put it down." ”

The servant bowed and stepped back.

Shen Yourong came over happily and put away a few balls of tea. The more respected Zhu Guoxiang is, the more happy she is in her heart.

Time passed little by little, and Mrs. Yan came back from mowing the grass and went to the kitchen to cook.

In the evening, a villager rushed over, knocked on the courtyard door and said, "Zhu Xianggong, Zhu Xianggong, something is wrong!" ”

Zhu Guoxiang walked out quickly and hurriedly asked, "What's the big deal?" But is it bad to suppress thieves? ”

The villager said: "Xiao Zhu Xiucai became the leader of the archers, and led people to kill the little white soldiers. Someone in Xiabai Village fled to Baishitou, and later Baishitou also came to Baishitou and seized all the shops of the little white staff. I...... I also just heard about it, so I came over to send a letter to Prime Minister Zhu. ”

Shen Yourong was stunned when he heard this, thinking that something was wrong with his ears.

Grandma Yan also rushed out of the kitchen and confirmed: "Da Lang killed the little white member? ”

The villager nodded and said, "I heard that the little white man colluded with the bandits, and the bandits in the village last time were brought in by the little white outside." The big guys all said that Zhu Xiucai killed well and avenged our Shangbai Village! ”

"Amitabha, God bless Dalang not to be in danger." Mrs. Yan prayed together, but she didn't know whether she was asking for Amitabha Buddha or the Jade Emperor.

This rabbit cub didn't look at it for a while, and he really wanted to do something.

Zhu Guoxiang asked: "The archers are still in Xiabai Village?" ”

The villager said, "Most of them are still there." ”

Zhu Guoxiang said to his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law: "You eat first, and I'll go to the old white man to borrow a boat and go to Xiabai Village to see what the situation is." ”

(It will be on the shelves on March 10 at 12 noon p.m., don't wait in the early hours of the morning.) ）