Daming Village, cornfield.

Zhu Guoxiang stood by and watched for a long time, then turned around and left.

Zhu Ming said curiously: "For more than half a month, you have come to the cornfield every day to hang out, what is the situation?" ”

"Corn seeds, like us, seem to have mutated," Zhu explained, "Under normal circumstances, last year's harvest of improved corn seeds, self-selected seeds for planting, this year there will be a certain amount of plant degradation." But so far, no anomalies have been found, and the scientific knowledge I have cannot explain them. If you have to force an explanation, it is that when you travel through, you receive some kind of space radiation. ”

Zhu Ming asked, "These corn seedlings are only waist-deep, and they can already be seen?" ”

"It can basically be seen that after the degradation of improved seeds, the plants will appear different in height," Zhu Guoxiang said, pointing to the corn, "although these corns are also different in height, they are a problem of field management, and most of them are within the normal range." ”

Zhu Ming asked again: "If you plant in more fertile land, how much can the yield per mu reach?" ”

Zhu Guoxiang said: "It depends on the specific situation, and it is also related to light and rain. Generally speaking, if it is densely planted in a fertile field, there are no pests and diseases in the wind and rain, and even if there is no chemical fertilizer support, the yield per mu can reach 700 catties. ”

"I'm grass!"

Zhu Ming couldn't help but burst into foul language.

"That's just an ideal state," Zhu Guoxiang said with a smile, "How can farming be smooth every year?" Moreover, after the corn planting area is expanded, a variety of years will follow, and related pests and diseases will follow. All of this will lead to a reduction in corn production. Moreover, the real fertile land must be used to grow rice and wheat, and the cultivation of corn is too bad for the land. The real value of corn is the use of barren land. ”

Zhu Ming said: "Last year, we planted in the barren mountainous area, and it was intercropping, and the yield per mu was nearly 600 catties? ”

"I go to the fields every day, and I don't need money for farm fertilizer. Every time water is fertilized, it is pinched at a critical time, and all are pollinated by hand. Can the yield be the same? Zhu Guoxiang said, "If you are an ordinary farmer, if you plant in that kind of land last year, it would be good to be able to yield 400 catties per mu." ”

Zhu Ming nodded and said: "I understand, the corn field planted last year is equivalent to a scientific test field." ”

Zhu Guoxiang continued to walk down the mountain: "The cottage is high and steep, it is very inconvenient to go down the mountain, and the place where the tea is fried now is also quite far away from the Han River." The bandits are for safety, but we have to consider the cost, and next year I plan to move my residence and roasted tea workshop to the riverside. The school was also built by the river so that all children who wanted to go to school could come to study. ”

"The roasted tea workshop is built by the river, will it leak the technology?" Zhu Ming worried.

Zhu Guoxiang said with a smile: "It is enough to keep it secret for a year or two, and sooner or later it will be leaked, so let's continue to improve the process." ”

"That's right," Zhu Ming nodded, "It seems that military training should be carried out as soon as possible, and the riverside is always not as safe as the mountain." ”

Zhu Ming has always wanted to set up a security team in the village, but from last year to this year, he has always been engaged in infrastructure construction during the slack time, and he can't spare manpower and time at all.

When the wheat is harvested this year, I can be idle for more than half a month.

When the time comes, a security team of dozens of people will be formed and trained as the backbone of the village soldiers. The remaining young and strong laborers still have to dig weirs and ponds, and the infrastructure construction cannot be stopped.

"Sir, village chief, the jute vine has been cut back!"

Zhang Guangdao took Bai Sheng, Shi Biao and others, carrying several baskets over, and the baskets were filled with wild rattan.

Zhu Ming walked over quickly, bent down to take a closer look, and found that there was nothing special: "This kind of rattan can really be used?" ”

Zhang Guangdao said: "There are everywhere in the mountains, and they are usually used to weave rattan baskets. It's more troublesome than a bamboo basket, and the rattan must be soaked first, and it can't be woven if it is not soaked softly. ”

Zhu Ming is to make rattan brand, and there can be a variety of raw materials, such as red rattan and jute rattan.

Repeatedly confirming that jute vines are useful, Zhu Ming said: "I remember soaking it in water for half a month, taking it out and drying it for three days." Then soak it with tung oil, soak it and then dry it, soak it again and again, and soak it repeatedly for about a year. The rattan brand made in this way is inaccessible to the knife, invulnerable, and very light. ”

"How much tung oil do you have to use?" Bai Sheng was speechless.

"It's quite expensive, but sooner or later it will be done," Zhu Ming said, "and when the rattan is soaked, I will choose a few rattan baskets next year." Let them stop farming, make rattan signs every day, and pay them wages on a daily basis. ”

If you are fighting in Hanzhong and Sichuan, you can train rattan armor soldiers.

When the time comes, the armor rate will be 100 percent, and it will be very convenient to run and fight in the mountains.

Tung oil ignites more than 400 degrees, much higher than ordinary firewood, and when encountering enough fire attacks to ignite rattan armor, in fact, it is the same whether you wear rattan armor or not - all of them have to be burned to death.

Zhu Guoxiang looked at those barren slopes: "The slopes that are not suitable for cultivation can be planted with tung oil trees." After three or four years, we will be able to produce our own tung oil, and rattan and rattan nails can be produced in large quantities. ”

Zhang Guangdao was extremely excited when he heard this, gave Zhu Ming a look, and the two walked away and began to communicate.

"Brother Zhu is preparing to rebel?" Zhang Guangdao asked in a low voice.

Zhu Ming didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it either, he only said: "Sharpening the knife is not a mistake for chopping wood, and the armor is built first, and you can also guard against bandits in the mountains." ”

Zhang Guangdao smiled happily: "I understand." ”

"That's why you want to rebel?" Zhu Ming couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Guangdao said: "I can't recognize a few words, and I don't understand any big truths. But I have traveled a lot of places, and I know many people, and this world does not leave a way for good people to live. Don't look at Daming Village is very prosperous, change a few more counties and master books, and sooner or later you will have to do something to Daming Village. If you don't send troops, you just come to clear the people and clear the fields, so that we can pay more taxes. At that time, either be honest and obedient, or pull the flag and rebel, or have to retreat back into the mountains and become bandits. ”

"You can see far away," Zhu Ming put his arm on Zhang Guangdao's shoulders and leaned into his ear and said, "If you want to rebel, follow my father to study." Recognize a few more words and learn to calculate complex accounts, otherwise you won't be able to be a commander. ”

"I remember." Zhang Guangdao nodded heavily.

Small boats, going up the river.

"Da Lang!"

Zheng Hong waved and shouted from afar.

The Zheng family's boat was parked by the river and did not enter the river, and dozens of "immigrants" were also there to wait for arrangements.

The last batch of spring tea produced in Daming Village is being transported to the ship.

There are also many local products, such as bamboo, wood, herbs, poultry, etc., which are also sold to the Zheng family at very low prices. The ship was still not satisfied, and he had to go to Shangbai Village and Xiabai Village to buy some goods, such as the Bai family's unsold group tea in spring.

"Dao Chief, this is Zhu Dalang, that is Mr. Zhu." Zheng Hong introduced.

Maybe it was the news about the ancestor, Xue Daoguang seemed a little anxious, and after greeting Zhu Ming, he walked straight to Zhu Guoxiang.

Zhang Boduan, a real person in Ziyang, was feathered in Taizhou, Zhejiang in his later years. Most of his disciples are active in Shaanxi, and their disciples and grandchildren do not know the whereabouts of the ancestor at all.

"Poor Daoist Xue Daoguang, I have seen Mr. Zhu in person." Xue Daoguang made a Taoist priest.

Zhu Guoxiang understood where he could understand, and only responded ordinarily: "I've seen Xue Daochang." ”

Xue Daoguang was a little disappointed, and continued to probe: "Three and five words are all three words, and those who are ancient and modern are really rare. The east three and the south are the same as five, and the north and the west are all four. ”

What nonsense?

Zhu Guoxiang heard the question mark in his head, and said in a daze: "Daoist Xue, my poetry attainments are not high. ”

Xue Daoguang also said: "Yellow buds and white snow are not difficult to find, and those who reach it must rely on the Tao to go deep." The four elephants and five elements are all borrowed from the soil, and the three yuan gossip is not separated. ”

"I don't understand yin and yang gossip either." Zhu Guoxiang said.

Xue Daoguang was silent.

Zhu Guoxiang didn't know what to say, he felt that this Taoist priest had a sick brain.

Xue Daoguang asked again: ""Journey to the West" was written by Your Excellency? ”

Zhu Guoxiang pointed to his son: "This book is made by a dog. ”

"Excuse me!"

Xue Daoguang walked in front of Zhu Ming again: "First use Qiankun as a tripod vessel, and then fight the black rabbit medicine to cook." Both drove the two things to the zodiac, and fought for the golden pill to survive. ”

Zhu Ming thought for a while and replied: "The earth is reinvigorating and the high post, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful through the ages; The door faces the sea, and the three rivers flow together for ten thousand years. ”

Silence, wide-eyed staring.

Chickens and ducks speak.

Xue Daoguang felt that his Dao heart was about to be broken, so he had to start talking: ""Journey to the West" was written by Your Excellency? ”

Zhu Ming's mind spun quickly, and he said ambiguously: "Listen to what an old Taoist says, and polish it under it." ”

Xue Daoguang's breathing became faster, and he hurriedly asked, "What does that old Dao look like?" ”

Zhu Ming said: "That old way appeared on an overseas desert island, built a few thatched huts, and planted some food by himself. He wears an ordinary linen coat and wears a bun on his head. He looked like he was seventy or eighty years old, but his complexion was ruddy and his skin was as delicate as that of a baby. How to describe it, right...... Crane hair and childish face! ”

"Do you have a name or honorific name?" Xue Daoguang became anxious.

Zhu Ming shook his head: "He didn't say anything, just told me a story to father and son." ”

Xue Daoguang asked again: "Where is the desert island?" ”

Zhu Ming still shook his head: "I don't know." ”

"How could you not know?" Xue Daoguang stepped forward suddenly, reaching out to grab Zhu Ming's wrist.

I'm grass, and I have so much strength!

Zhu Ming broke free, took two steps back and said, "Dao Chief, please calm down." ”

Xue Daoguang also realized that he had lost his temper, stood in place and took a deep breath, calmed down and asked, "Why don't you know where the desert island is?" ”

Zhu Ming said: "My father and son sailed out to sea and encountered strong winds and waves. Overhead is the dark clouds that cover the sky, in front of you is pouring rain and waves like mountains and seas, drifting for more than half a month to reach a deserted island. Where can you still find the direction? ”

"And how did you get back?" Xue Daoguang asked again.

Zhu Ming said: "Somehow, the way back was smooth, and it naturally arrived at the shore. ”

Xue Daoguang carefully observed Zhu Ming's expression: "You are lying. ”

"Maybe." Zhu Ming didn't bother to explain.

This state of no desire and no desire made Xue Daoguang uncertain.

Zhu Ming asked curiously, "What happened to the Daoist?" ”

"It's okay," Xue Daoguang suddenly said, "Your eyes contain divine light, and your qualifications are excellent, are you willing to cultivate with me?" ”

"Dao Chief, the village is very poor, I really don't have much money," Zhu Ming pointed at Zheng Hong and said, "This Brother Zheng is from a wealthy family, he can worship Dao Chief." ”

Lao Tzu is not here to cheat money!

Xue Daoguang almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

(Ask for a commuter pass.) ）

(End of chapter)