She put the sweet potatoes into her small back basket, carried them in her hands with great difficulty, and said to the little beans who were still unsatisfied: "Let's go, my sister will take you to roast sweet potatoes and roasted corn!" ”

Jiang Guoguo raised his little hand high and said loudly: "I'll help my sister pick up firewood!" ”

"I'll help too!" "I'll pick it up too!" Xiao Shi and An'er, as if they were afraid of falling behind, also raised their little hands and shouted in a hurry.

At the foot of the mountain, on the edge of the field, the most important thing is dry firewood. The little ones are like a game, you chase me and grab firewood, and it is very lively. The tone is that it is a help, but it is more like a joke.

Song Ziran found a branch with an adult man's arm thick, asked Huo Xianyang to help drag it back, and chopped it into firewood in three or two strokes. She took loose sand, buried the sweet potatoes in it, and made a fire on it. Young corn is skewered with bamboo sticks and roasted over a fire.

The three little ones only think it's funny, and they want to help. They couldn't grasp the distance between the corn and the flames, and roasted the corn black on the outside and not ripe on the inside. An'er still wanted to play, Jiang Guoguo and Xiao Shi, who were often taught to cherish food, held down his little hand that was about to move, and took him to play a game of hide and seek, knowing that Sister Fuya called them: "Honey potatoes and corn are baked!" Then they gathered together, and one of them held a fragrant roasted corn and nibbled it into a little squirrel.

When I got home, the four little ones, including Song Ziran, didn't have lunch. Especially An'er, with a swollen belly, laughs "hehe" from time to time in her sleep. I learned that Mrs. Fu didn't sleep well all night, thinking that he had fallen into evil!

The corn was returned home, and it was dried in the barn for two days, and the Chu and Chen families got together to rub the corn, and after four or five days, the grains returned to the warehouse.

Song Laohan took a big scale and weighed it, and couldn't help but take a deep breath. A total of 20 acres of corn were planted, including 10 acres of medium fields and 10 acres of inferior fields, but I didn't expect the yield per mu of medium fields to reach 860 catties, and the yield of inferior fields was nearly 700 catties!

Old Chen Tou was so happy that tears flowed down his eyes. If he had been young, his family's fields would have yielded such a yield, and his parents and younger siblings would not have starved to death...... If everyone can plant such high-yield seeds, and every family has surplus food, why worry about not having enough to eat?

He wiped a handful of tears, leaned over to Song Laohan's side, and said, "Boss, look...... If this is reported to the government, it will definitely be a credit! ”

Song Laohan had just woken up from his stupor, and he slapped his face: "Yes! This kind of high-yield grain must be reported to the government!! "He doesn't care if he doesn't take credit. If this kind of high-yield grain can be popularized in Chongzhou and even more places, will there be a famine?

He asked Song Dafu to drive the carriage to the mansion. Their family is close to the prefect's family, and such a good thing naturally can't be cheapened by others!

"What? How much do you say? The prefect stood up with a "pout", rushed towards Song Dafu, and grabbed his arm.

Song Dafu's inner excitement had not subsided, he grinned, showing two rows of white teeth, and smiled like a second fool: "My lord, you heard it right, it is indeed eight hundred and sixty catties!" We are still planting on medium fields, if it is a good field, it is estimated that the yield will be higher!! ”

The prefect walked back and forth in front of Song Dafu a few times and told him: "Don't sell a single grain of corn you harvest." Wait for my news! ”

With that, he hurried to King Chen's mansion. Xiao Jinluo was playing chess with Liwang, and after listening to the advice of the people in the palace, he dropped the chess pieces in his hand - he had long wanted to get rid of this stinky chess basket!

When he arrived at the council hall of the outer courtyard, the prefect of Zhou, who had always been calm and polite, saw that the prince didn't care about saluting, and told the prince about the discovery of high-yield grain in one breath.

"What did you say?" Xiao Jinluo plucked out her ears. Corn is not an uncommon crop, he tried to grow it in the army when he was a teenager, and the yield is not as good as sorghum. Say it can produce 800 catties? What about dreaming?

Governor Zhou gradually calmed down, feeling that he had not been confirmed, and it was indeed hasty to report this good news just by relying on the words of the boss of the Song family.

"Today, the boss of the Song family on Chongxi Street, that is, the owner of Song Ji Malatang, came to the government to tell him that they had planted 860 catties of corn per mu in the medium field of Liujiazhuang. Even the inferior fields have at least six or seven hundred catties of output. Xia Guan thought, if it is true at this time, it is really a blessing from heaven, God bless Chongzhou! Governor Zhou's eyes were frighteningly bright, as if a dying hungry person had seen a piece of white-floured steamed bun.

The Song family? Uncle Fuya? It seems like...... As soon as the Song family entered the city, they bought two pieces of land. One piece was planted with peppers, and one piece was planted with something, but he didn't pay much attention to it, did it really grow high-yield corn?

Xiao Jinluo stood up and ordered, "Prepare the horse!" Governor Zhou, this king happens to have nothing to do today, can you go to Liujia Village with this king? ”

Liu Changshi, who walked in with a large stack of official documents, heard his prince say that there was nothing to do today, and his face twitched - he said okay, what about the official documents that were honestly approved in the palace today? Why do you go to Liujia Village? A broken village, what is there to swim in, not to be lazy?

Xiao Jinluo asked Liu Changshi to put down the official documents, and called a few staff and officials who were good at farming, and went to Liujia Village. Song Dafu waited in the mansion for a while, and before returning to the prefect, he went back to Liujia Village first. When he arrived, Xiao Jinluo was already on the barnyard, bending down to grab a handful of corn to check!

"Daddy Song, are you sure that the yield of these corns per mu is more than 800 catties?" Xiao Jinluo pinched the corn, the grains were big and full, more than twice as large as the grains he tried to plant seven or eight years ago. Look at the ears of corn that didn't come out, they were actually longer than his palm. Seeing these corns, he already believed in his heart that what the Song family said was true. Xiao Jinluo's heart stirred, it seemed that the time he was waiting for was coming!

Song Laohan put away the dry tobacco pouch in his hand, and every wrinkle on his face was full of joy. He pointed to the two acres of corn that were deliberately kept in the field, and said, "Lord Wang, it is said that hearing is false, and seeing is believing. You came here this time, and you brought a lot of guards, you can pick on the spot, and weigh on the spot! ”

Xiao Jinluo suppressed the ecstasy in her heart, took the guards and staff, and walked quickly towards the cornfield. This corn stalk is much thicker than the one he planted. He found that there was some distance between each corn plant, unlike when they were planted, where they were all huddled together......

"Daddy Song, are you planting a little thinner? If you were a little tighter, you might be able to collect more! Xiao Jinluo couldn't help but say.

Song Laohan glanced at his granddaughter and said with a smile: "With Xiao Lao'er's experience, this corn can't be planted too densely, it is too dense and the ventilation and light transmission are not good, the fertility can't keep up, the elasticity of the stalk is poor, and it is easy to lodging, which will affect the yield!" ”