In the past few months, farmers in Shengjing have been digging rivers and using existing facilities to water their crops, but even so, the reduction of wheat and potato production this year is a sure thing.

It is impossible to water the crops enough by manpower alone.

Sheng Hong's face was not very good, the weather was hot, but it couldn't warm his body.

He couldn't forget that nightmare.

Why is the situation always similar to the dream?

Who doesn't feel hairy in this heart?

Moreover, combining this year's situation with Li Aiqing's behavior, I always feel a little weird......

Chapter 208 Sheng Hong was tempted, afraid and rewarded Li Qiao with 100,000 acres of land

On this day, the weather was hot and the wheat harvest was imminent, so Sheng Hong went out of the palace to the wheat field outside Shengjing City to inspect this year's wheat harvest.

In addition to Li Qiao, Qian San and more than 30 guards were entourage.

The group was very low-key, Sheng Hong was wearing a cotton gown, a straw hat of more than ten yuan, and a big pu fan in his hand, if it weren't for the indelible extravagance, From a distance, he looked like a rich peasant.

Li Qiao is also very low-key, wearing a cotton short, pedaling the mille-feuille cloth shoes made for him by Tao Zhu two years ago, also wearing a straw hat on his head, holding a pu fan in his hand, looking like a simple country boy.

Qian San and the guards were dressed up like the two of them, and after the group left the city, they followed the cement road, along the yellow wheat straw, and went to whichever wheat field they liked.

In the summer, the power of the sun is revealed, but fortunately the concrete road is stable, so it is not difficult to sit in the carriage.

From time to time, Sheng Hong got out of the carriage and walked into the wheat field to check the situation of the wheat ears up close.

These ears of wheat are short of water during the filling period, and the grains are a little shriveled and not very full.

As a result, the yield of wheat per mu in the Shengjing area will definitely decline this year.

There are no chemical fertilizers in this time and space, and the seeds are not very good, and the yield of wheat per mu is generally 300 to 500 catties. This year's wheat yield has decreased, and the yield per mu is only 200 to 300 catties.

Moreover, this is still the yield per mu of special and first-class fields.

For example, medium and low fields, the yield per mu will be lower.

Sheng Hong inspected several wheat fields in a row, and the wheat grains in each wheat field were shriveled, so his face became worse and worse.

The accompanying people naturally bend their necks to reduce their sense of presence as much as possible.

After inspecting another piece of wheat with shriveled grains, Sheng Hong stood in the wheat field, let go of the wheat ear in his hand, and turned his head to look at Li Qiao.

"Li Aiqing, go and have a look at your Zhuangzi."

Hearing this, Li Qiao looked up at the dazzling sun above his head, and reminded with a little hesitation: "Holy Lord, it's noon, it's time to eat." ”

"I'm not hungry, are you hungry?" Sheng Hong said and stroked the ears of wheat casually, the sharp wheat mangs of the ears of wheat pierced his palm, and the slight stinging pain made his face a little more ugly.

Li Qiao looked at his face that was a little red even if he was wearing a straw hat, and said busily: "Three years ago, you rewarded Weichen with a Zhuangzi during the Chinese New Year, and the Zhuangzi was only ten miles away from here, and all the wheat was planted. ”

"Shall we go over and have a look?"

This Zhuangzi was the first time he worked overtime to deal with various twists and turns for Sheng Hong during the Chinese New Year, that is, the year before the third prince was finished, Sheng Hong rewarded him with overtime pay.

It's not big, but it's all first-class fields.

When Sheng Hong heard this, he hummed, walked out of the wheat field and got into the carriage with a calm face.

Li Qiao hurriedly followed, and under his guidance, the group soon came to this Zhuangzi.

This Zhuangzi is surrounded by a fence, and there are more than 20 thatched huts at the entrance of the Zhuangzi, and at this time, the smoke of cooking floats over the individual thatched houses, which is the tenants in the Zhuangzi making lunch.

Li Liang happened to come to this Zhuangzi today.

The wheat harvest was imminent, and Li Liang and Wang Guihua were busy with their feet not touching the ground, and they took the people of Li Shu's first-class potato generation to run around between the thousands of acres of land in Li Qiao.

Today, Li Liang came to this Zhuangzi, and also brought a batch of wheat sickles and small tools made by Li Buckwheat to facilitate the bagging of wheat.

In general, it takes two people to bag the wheat, one person to support the bag and one person to fill the bag.

The gadget made by Li Qiao is a triangular cylindrical iron shelf, and the sack is fixed to the iron shelf, so that only one person can load the wheat into the sack.

This saves a labor force.

There is no machinery in this time and space, Li Qiao really can't think of more tools to facilitate farmers' wheat harvesting, and he only knew about this iron frame for wheat that he had seen the people in the base use in his previous life.

When Sheng Hong and Li Qiao and his party entered Zhuangzi, Li Liang was showing the tenants how to use the iron frame in front of a thatched house with a big locust tree.

Why did Xiao Buckwheat come to the wheat field at this time?

When he learned that it was Sheng Hong, the Son of Heaven, he was frightened and his legs were weak, and he knelt down.

A group of tenants and a few people from the potato generation also knelt down in fright.

"Get up, I just want to see the wheat planted by Li Aiqing today, don't panic." Sheng Hong smiled, no longer gloomy before, and raised his hand to signal Li Liang and the others to get up.

He gave the impression of ordinary people as he was gentle and benevolent at this time, so Li Liang and his gang became bolder, and their frightened legs also regained their strength, and they stood up with their hands on the ground.

Li Qiao watched from the sidelines, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Sheng Hong was obviously in a terrible mood, but he could still show a smile on the farmers at the bottom.

This self-control is really rare.

"Brother Li, how is the harvest of wheat on this Zhuangzi this year? Will there be a bad harvest? ”

Sheng Hong stretched out his hand and pointed to the wheat not far away, and asked Li Liangdao.

This sentence of the eldest brother of the Li family, Li Liang trembled all over, and his legs were so weak that he almost knelt down directly.

But soon great joy enveloped him.

Hey, there is such a title on the saint, it is completely for the sake of Xiao Qiao's face!

He straightened his waist and said loudly with a proud face: "If you go back to the saint, this year's wheat growth is excellent, and there is no bad harvest!" ”

"Go and see, every grain of wheat is so full that you pinch it with your fingernails, and it's all white flour!"

His family's Zhuangzi is not short of water, and the wheat is growing well this year.

"Really?" When Sheng Hong heard this, he became interested and walked towards the wheat field not far away: "Then I have to take a good look." ”

"You here, please." Li Liang was busy leading the way, not only was his face flushed with excitement, but he also tripped his right foot with his left foot when he stepped up, and he fell directly on the ground.

Li Qiao hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, he smiled and didn't care at all.

He was so happy!

This can't be blamed on him, he was called the eldest brother of the Li family by the saint, and anyone has to fall!

Seeing this, Sheng Hong couldn't help laughing, he put his hands behind his back and slowly came to Maizi.

Grab an ear of wheat, bend down, rub a few grains off the ears with both hands, peel off the husk from the outside of the grains, and the bulging grains appear in the palm of his hand.

Compared with the shriveled wheat grains he saw this morning, the bulging wheat in his palm at this time was so gratifying!

He turned his head to look at Li Qiao: "Li Aiqing, how did you grow this wheat?" ”

"If you return to the saint, Wechen will fertilize and water as in previous years, and there is no other means. The only thing that is better than others is that they have been watered enough this year. ”

"Wechen asked people to dig a lot of wells in Zhuangzi, and there was a well on average every five acres of land, and Wechen also asked people to dig ditches and bring river water over. This year's harvest was preserved by a two-pronged approach. ”

Li Qian said unhurriedly.

"Then you were quite prescient."

Sheng Hong's eyebrows were slightly raised.

"Because Wechen was born and grew up in the countryside, he knew that crops could not be separated from irrigation, so after Wechen had the ability, he tried his best to ensure the harvest while making his family less affected."

Li Qiao is still not in a hurry.

That's how he thought since he bought the land.

Irrigation is too important and tiring, and you have to find a way to make it easier.

Sheng Hong got Li Qiao's words, and remembered the current situation of the keel waterwheel in Pingcheng now, he smiled slightly and said, "Yes." Li Aiqing has been like a day for ten years, regardless of whether she is in the mountains or the court, her eyes are always on the farmers. You deserve it for the good growth of wheat in your Zhuangzi. ”

"It would be nice if all the landowners who were able to do so were like you."

"You have set an example for the landlords of the world, you should be rewarded, I will reward you with 20,000 acres of land, you look at it."

"Ah......h

Li Qiao was shocked, and rewarded it?

"Lord Xiaoli, thank you quickly."

Qian San on the side saw that Li Qiao was suppressed, and hurriedly reminded him.

"This ...... Holy Lord, Wechen ......"

"Since I have rewarded you, then you can take it with peace of mind."

Sheng Hong directly interrupted him, and then walked towards the door of Zhuangzi: "It's not early, I can't delay the diligent peasants like the eldest brother of the Li family to have lunch and return to the palace." ”

Li Qiao: "......"

Li Liang was also stunned.

It turns out that when the Holy Lord rewarded the small buckwheat field, was it so casual?

Open your mouth and reward?

His little buckwheat is too sacred!

Ecstasy enveloped him.

20,000 acres!

Another 600,000 taels of silver!

"Little buckwheat, thank you." He also whispered to Li Qiao.

Li Qiao exhaled a long breath, That's it, since Sheng Hong wants to be rewarded, then he will continue.

Sheng Hong's eyes when he looked at him just now seemed to have a trace of indescribable subtlety, but there was no malice.

Since there is no malice, then he continues.

It can only be said that the holy heart, the needle under the sea.