Zhao Yingluo is naturally in her experimental field.

In July, the patches of corn have grown to the height of more than a person, and there is already a juvenile version of the corn cob in the middle.

Seeing that after months of hard work, there was finally a result, and the farmers who took the risk to plant corn finally felt a low in their hearts.

As long as it can bloom, as long as there is fruit, then there will be a harvest, whether the harvest is three stones or six stones.

On the other hand, the farmers who ridiculed the corn for not blooming before were in mixed moods.

"It's only a little bit of fruit, and who knows what the harvest will be in the future."

"That is, the density of planting in an acre of land is far from that of soybeans and millet, how big can the yield be?"

"I don't believe it can produce more than six stones per mu!"

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Zhao Yingluo saw that they came out again and spoke coldly, and she was extremely sarcastic, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Who said a month ago that corn can't be eared?" Who said it should only be used for stir-frying? Now that it has tasseled, don't you blush? ”

Chun Tao also stood up to vent her anger for her girl, "That's it, wait for another month of corn harvest, you will have to cry!" ”

Jiang Laosi looked down on these short-sighted farmers, "You are short-sighted!" and in a month the dawn of time, and go to your grain. ”

After dispersing these farmers, Jiang Laosi began to assist Zhao Yingluo in field management, and the cornfield at this time should be weeded in addition to necessary fertilization and watering.

More importantly, it is necessary to pay attention to prevent larvae such as corn borer and vegetable moth from eating on the tender corn cob.

In this era when there were no pesticides, Zhao Yingluo had to choose the most stupid method, mobilizing farmers to catch insects on corn, and then use these insects to feed domestic chickens, ducks and other poultry, and the waste should be fully utilized.

A month is not a long time, but it is not a short time.

It seems that God also favors her, except for the lack of rain in June, the wind and rain are smooth throughout July, and in August, when the rainy season passes, the corn cob grows bigger and bigger, and the tender corn kernels inside quickly become hard, and some leaves of the whole corn plant begin to turn yellow.

For the first corn harvest in this era, in order to have a more sense of ceremony and to witness the yield per mu, Zhao Yingluo invited Zong Ze, Lu Haowen, Li Gang and others who sat in Kaifeng, as well as some representatives of the gentry in Kaifeng City.

In order to improve the harvest speed and measure the yield per mu as soon as possible, Zhao Yingluo gathered these more than a dozen farmers together, selected four acres of corn land with their own representatives, and asked the grange and the servants and maids in the house to help together, with nearly 100 people.

There are many people and great strength, and it only took two hours to harvest these four acres of land, and watching the golden ears of corn piled up like a hill on the ground, Zong Ze and the others couldn't stop laughing.

Of course, the happiest are the agricultural growers, although these corn cobs have not been threshed and cannot be accurately yielded, but they are enough to estimate the approximate yield, at least four stones! They've earned it.

Zong Ze and the others simply did not return to the city, but had a farmhouse meal in the grange, preparing to witness the yield data per mu that would be released in the afternoon.

With the efforts of everyone, the four hills of corn finally turned into four piles of corn kernels at sunset.

Subsequently, Zhao Yingluo began to arrange for people to put the four piles of corn into sacks and weigh them non-stop.

Jiang Laosi made a record while reporting the number, "Plot 1: one stone...... Ershi ...... Three Stone ......"

Every time a stone is reported, the farmers who have planted corn shout with joy.

However, those farmers who stood not far away and watched the excitement listened to Mr. Jiang's continuous counting, and their intestines were full of regret.

"Four stones!"

When he heard the number of four stones, Zong Ze, who had always been calm, couldn't help but stand up, and the yield of four stones had completely surpassed the highest yield of almost all crops.

He looked at the corn pile that was still a lot, and the shock in his heart was even stronger.

"Five stones!"

This time everyone couldn't sit still and came to weigh them in disbelief.

"Six stones!"

"Seven stones!"

"Eight stones!"

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When Jiang Laosi reported the last number, the farmers were so excited that they jumped and laughed like children, and finally they cried, which was a cry of joy.

In the past, they planted soybeans, cereals and other crops, and harvested more than one stone per acre of land, most of which had to pay rent, and it was difficult to support their families with the rest.

If they catch up with the natural disaster, they all have to borrow money from Lu Hao.

Before deciding to take the risk of planting corn, Zhao Yingluo once promised that if the yield per mu was more than six stones, she would only receive two stones, which means that they could leave six stones for this acre of land! These six stones mean that they will not go hungry all year because of lack of food, and the rest of the food can be exchanged for some money to buy something practical.

Zong Ze was in tears, his seventy years of life witnessed the peaceful and prosperous era of the Great Song Dynasty, but this peaceful and prosperous era was only enough for the people to eat and wear.

This person descended from heaven in the world, the Great Song Dynasty is blessed, and the people of the world are blessed!

Thinking of this, he actually didn't care about his identity, knelt down on his knees, it didn't matter if he knelt, Li Gang and other officials, together with those gentry, knelt on the ground. Those farmers even kowtowed like pounding garlic, and some even called her "Shennong", "Living Bodhisattva" and the like.

Among all of them, only Lu Haowen was left frozen there awkwardly, not knowing whether to kneel or not.

A few days ago, he learned that when Zhao Yingluo had a secret meeting with Zong Ze, he used the identity of his niece "Wanshu".

If he kneels down, how can there be a reason for his uncle to kneel "niece".

But if he didn't kneel, the real identity of the opposite side would be a dignified princess of Song, not to mention that his top boss Zong Ze would kneel.

Seeing this, Zhao Yingluo hurriedly helped Zong Ze up, "The old general is seventy years old and guards the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, so there is no need to make this big gift." ”

After Zong Ze trembled, he smiled and asked Lu Hao, "Lord Lu is really blessed to have such a capable niece. If this corn is popularized on a large scale and the army has enough food and grass, why worry about the Jin people going south? ”

Lu Hao asked and said with a smile, "If you are not a lower official, you are blessed, but you are blessed by the Great Song Dynasty." ”

After some emotion, Jiang Laosi continued to instruct everyone to weigh the remaining three piles of corn, and the result was not unexpected, each pile was about eight stones, and Zhao Yingluo's original promise was exceeded.

When Jiang Laosi announced the final result, Zhao Yingluo stood on the top of the ridge, and the remnant sun in the distance was like blood, reflecting her extremely ruddy face.

"Wanshu thanks you for taking the risk to plant corn, I said at the beginning, if the yield per mu is less than one and a half stones, I will make up for you, if it exceeds six stones, you have to pay two stones of tenant rent, I don't know if you remember?"

The farmers said in unison, "Remember! ”

"Very well, witnesses, I repeat again, I only need you two stones of rent, and the rest belongs to you."

Zhao Yingluo's categorical words floated through the fields, as if a ray of sunlight shone into the hearts of these farmers, dispelling their panic that had been uncertain for months.