The yield per mu of sweet potatoes is high.

After hundreds of years of planting, the highest yield per mu (Ueda) has reached four or five thousand catties.

The yield per mu in the space has reached 7,000 catties, which is about to catch up with the yield per mu of sweet potatoes in later generations.

Jiang Ping'an planted sweet potatoes in three points of land and harvested 2,100 catties.

In addition to a small amount of sweet potatoes made into potato flour, vermicelli, dried potatoes and potato sugar, most of them are also fed to pigs.

Sweet potato vines are also a good thing to feed pigs, and you can harvest several stubbles at a time.

The yield per acre of potatoes is also very high.

According to the fertility of the field and the combined influence of other factors, it is about 2,000 to 5,000 catties.

Jiang Ping'an planted potatoes in two points, and the yield per mu was the same as that of sweet potatoes, reaching 7,000 catties, and harvesting 1,400 catties of potatoes.

"Adjust it, chickens, pigs, fruit forests, and vegetable fields will remain unchanged every acre."

"There are six acres left, and two acres of wheat, two acres of corn, one acre of sweet potatoes and one acre of potatoes are planted."

The next step is to feed the pigs, which requires a lot of grain, so it is necessary to expand the cultivation area of sweet potatoes and potatoes.

The space instantly followed his idea, harvesting the crops, sorting them and transferring them to the storage space, and then replanting new crops.

"Comfortable, I'll never go hungry again!"

Jiang Ping'an looked at the various grains in the storage space, and instantly relaxed.

If there is food at home, there is no panic in the heart, and when you are full, you will have the spirit.

The grain harvest was abundant, and the flock of chickens expanded.

According to Jiang Ping'an's idea, in addition to the two oldest hens, there were also a hundred hens and twenty roosters.

There are another 328 eggs in the storage space.

"That's enough, it's time to synchronize the time ratio of the chicken pen with the outside." Jiang Ping'an's heart moved.

The space-time scale can be adjusted by region.

The highest time ratio is one day outside, one year inside, and the slowest is kept in sync.

Jiang Ping'an also found out, if the time ratio is fully open.

Although the space spring water can meet the energy needs of the space, it will affect the species optimization of plants and animals.

In other words, the plants or animals harvested by Jiang Ping'an now are no different from those planted and cultivated in the real world.

But if the time is lowered, the space is synchronized with the outside time.

Then the space spring water consumption is smaller, and there are more energy-optimized species.

At that time, the yield per mu of crops may increase, the livestock will taste better, the medicinal herbs planted will be more medicinal, and so on.

Now that the space has harvested a crop, Jiang Ping'an is not short of food.

Therefore, if the flow rate of space and time is not controlled, it will cause a waste of resources.

In an instant, the acre of land occupied by the chicken pen kept pace with the outside.

The two oldest hens were slaughtered by the space and moved to the storage space.

In the future, the flock will always have a number of 100 hens and 20 roosters.

If Jiang Ping'an extracts more than ten chickens, the space will arrange for the hens to hatch chicks.

If it is more than a year, Jiang Ping'an does not manage the chickens, and the space will also eliminate the old ones and add new ones.

For slaughtered chickens, one hundred and twenty chickens will be stored in the storage space, which is the same as the number of live chickens.

If it is eliminated, the excess chicken will return to dust and dust.

"It's okay this way, it's equivalent to automatic hosting, and you don't have to spend too much energy in the future." Jiang Ping'an said happily in his heart.

In the future, other livestock such as pigs, cattle, sheep, and even crops can be managed in the same space as chickens.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Jiang Ping'an got up and went to the pigsty to catch pigs.

The sunspot lying in the nest woke up instantly, Jiang Ping'an stretched out his finger, nodded on its head, and signaled it not to follow.

Heizi whimpered twice, then hung his head and lay down, looking at Jiang Ping'an, looking aggrieved.

"Good guy, Kuroko is almost a sperm!" Jiang Ping'an praised it, this dog is spiritual.

It was getting late, and there was no longer any delay, Jiang Ping'an took a flashlight and stepped out of the door, and went to the pigsty lightly.

He started with the four piglets he raised.

After entering the pigsty, as soon as his hand touched the piglet, it was taken into the space, silently.

According to the gourd to draw the scoop, in a few seconds, all four little pigs were caught in the space.

Next to the orchard, next to the chicken pen, a half-man's wall was uprooted on the ground.

In the corners of the wall there were ten more sturdy and smooth mud troughs, one for each pig.

The four little pigs, who were sleeping soundly, entered the space, and immediately woke up and looked around blankly.

Jiang Ping'an led the space spring water and put it into the pig trough.

The four little pigs were shocked, pounced on them, and drank in large gulps.

"Catch six more heads and go in, and raise ten first." Jiang Ping'an thought in his heart.

"Leave a pair of male and female to give birth, and the rest are castrated for long meat."

Fortunately, these pigs are too small and have not been castrated for the time being, otherwise Jiang Ping'an would have to think of other ways.

After making up his mind, Jiang Ping'an went to the pigsty next to him lightly, caught six little pigs and threw them into the space.

It was freezing cold, Jiang Ping'an took a deep breath of cold air, hurriedly got out of the pigsty, and returned to the kitchen stove to roast the fire.

At the same time, the mind is immersed in the space.

The ten pigs drank the space spring water respectively, and then Jiang Ping'an put pig food into the pig trough.

Pig food is a mixture of wheat bran, cornmeal, sweet potatoes, sweet potato vines, and some overgrown vegetables.

Each of the ten pigs lies in front of a pig trough and eats big.

Jiang Ping'an's heart moved, he chose six little pigs, and in the blink of an eye, he was castrated painlessly and unconsciously.

The six pigs were still eating without noticing.

"The space is so good! The next step is to wait slowly. Jiang Ping'an nodded with satisfaction.

"But the two pairs of pigs that have not been castrated must be separated, otherwise it will be bad if the piglets are born."

In an instant, the two pairs of pigs were separated.

……

The sky was bright, the ground was covered with a thick layer of snow, and the snow was still falling.

Jiang Ping'an stood in front of the pigsty with his hands folded and let out a long sigh of relief.

There was no danger, and the ten little pigs grew up in the space faster than he imagined.

Those pigs were well fed and well-fed in the space, and the living environment was good, and it only took more than four months for them to grow up.

Two pairs of uncastrated pigs were also paired, and the two sows gave birth to their piglets.

One sow gave birth to eight piglets, and one sow gave birth to ten piglets.

When the piglets grew about the same size as the pigs in the pen outside, Jiang Ping'an immediately caught ten of them and returned them to the pigsty.

Now there are eighteen pigs left in the space, large and small.

Four uncastrated pigs and six castrated fat pigs, plus eight piglets.

Because of the good food, the six big fat pigs all weighed about 160 pounds after a night, and all of them had fat heads and big ears.

Speaking of which, these pigs are even better than what people eat today.

Cornmeal, wheat bran, sweet potatoes, potatoes, vegetables, etc., the quantity is enough, and it is difficult to grow fast.

"Eighteen pigs are a bit too much, and all six big fat pigs have been slaughtered." Jiang Ping'an's heart moved.

In an instant, six large fat pigs were decomposed in space, and the pork was sorted and transferred to the storage space.

"There are twelve live pigs left, and we will control this number in the future."

"The time ratio of the pigsty is adjusted to be in sync with the real world."

Suddenly, the space completes the adjustment of the time ratio, and the control of the pig herd will be managed by the space like the chicken herd in the future.

"I wonder if chickens and pigs, which have been optimized for space, will glow when cooked?" Jiang Ping'an was cranky and looked forward to it.

"The fruit trees I got yesterday are alive! At most, you can eat fresh fruits tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. ”

The time ratio of the fruit forest has not been adjusted for the time being, and like chickens and pigs, it is not too late to harvest a wave first and then adjust.