Shi Xing crossed his waist and said with some dissatisfaction: "The king is fighting with the Qin State again, I don't know if there will be more grain this year, you use manure to fertilize the field, if you water the seedlings to death, the harvest will be wrong." ”

"I've heard about it, too." Han Chuan couldn't explain it, after all, he was worried about this himself.

Han Xin took his hand and comforted: "Father, Ah Weng said that when he was young, he heard the people of Qi tell him about this method, but our people here couldn't do it and couldn't do it successfully. But it's true. ”

"Haha, we have it in our hometown, but it's not as good as mine." Han Chuan laughed, only then did he know that Qi Guo also had a similar method, not only the people in Shouchun Capital would use it. It seems that Huaiyin is a bit out of the way, and many things haven't come in.

"Hah, I'm going to give it a try. Xing, go back and let your father feel at ease, I only try to plant half of it, and I won't go bankrupt. ”

Shi Xing heard him say this, and after thinking about it, he felt that the truth was not bad, so he responded and didn't say more.

Han Chuan visited the family in the afternoon, and after obtaining permission, he shoveled out the manure in the pigsty and transported it to his own field to continue composting. He also went to the house of the cow to negotiate with him, and in exchange for helping to clean the cattle pen, he brought all the cow dung from the house, so that the two sons would not go around collecting dung every day.

The neighbors were very happy after receiving his benefits, but Ligong Song Yang asked a few more words, and asked if he could learn this method. Han Chuan originally wanted to teach people, and seeing that he was willing to learn now, he naturally taught him. Fortunately, there are only two households, and the manure resources in Taoxi are more than enough. In particular, Song Yang's own family also raised cattle and pigs, and now all the manure is shoveled out and composted.

Composting takes time, and now it's just in time for rice planting.

After being busy for several days, Lin Lu boiled water for him when he went home, Han Chuan laughed and went to pounce on his two sons, so shocked that the two of them scattered, and Han Wu shouted: "Father stinks!" ”

He deals with pig and cow dung every day, not to mention the smell on his body, don't think about kissing his son when he goes home in the past two days, let alone sticking to his wife. Han said that he was originally a wealthy family, and after Wang Sun, even if he couldn't be rich and noble, he lived like an ordinary wealthy commoner, but his family was still a little stinky, and Lin Lu was also affected by marrying him for a few years, and he couldn't stand his smell.

It's just that it's not easy to bathe every day, so he wipes it with water, goes home and changes into clean clothes, doesn't wash dirty clothes, and continues to wear them the next day.

It's a pity that he's been sleeping alone in a separate room for the past few days.

"Lu, rub my back." Han Chuan looked at his wife pitifully, Lin Lu glanced at him, asked Han Xin to take Han Wu to play, came in and closed the door.

Soaking in hot water is comfortable, it's a pity that this bucket of water, according to common sense, he can call his two sons to wash it after washing, but now Lin Lu will never let his son get a little wet.

Han Chuan sighed and talked to Lin Lu, who was helping him with watering, about the arrangements in the field: "After I am busy with the rice harvest, I will plant wheat, but there is Chen Yu, I should be busy." It's just that when the time comes, it's going to be looked at strangely. ”

"In the past two years, Taoxi has followed you to farm, and I won't laugh at you, I will only secretly remember that I will see our family's harvest next year and learn from you." Lin Lu was also quite proud, scooped up a scoop of water, poured it on Han Chuan's chest, patted him on the shoulder and asked him to sit up, turned to the back, and really helped him rub his back.

However, after listening to Han Chuan for a while, Lin Lu was puzzled: "What you are going to plant is wheat fields, why don't you use rice fields and corn fields?" ”

Of course, she also read the agricultural book. Simply planting wheat is naturally beneficial. The wheat that lasts through the winter will grow better according to the agricultural book, and the harvest will increase slightly. But what can such an increase in income be counted, it is not comparable to the growth of the previous Daida method, it is almost invisible to the naked eye, and it cannot arouse people's interest.

Han Chuan also thought about it and responded: "The rice field is watery, which is not conducive to growing wheat, so you have to get some kang soil to dry first; The corn field is short of water, and the corn usually does not grow very well, so if you want to grow wheat, you have to carry water to water it...... Time is too tight, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up, anyway, this year is just a trial planting, and it is more convenient to use only wheat fields. ”

Lin Lu was thoughtful, and the movements of his hands slowed down, Han Chuan turned his head to look at her and asked, "Do you have other ideas?" ”

"Hmm." Lin Lu is not too confident, she also reads the Book of Heaven, but she has never been in the field outside the male protagonist and the female protagonist, and it seems that the man should still have the final say on farming.

Han Chuan didn't care too much. His wife is the person he took the initiative to marry, and he was in love. In the past two years of studying the Book of Heaven, he thought that he had been endowed by God, and all his actions and even thoughts were trying to get closer to the aspects praised by the Book of Heaven - if there was a conflict, it was naturally that he was not thinking right.

Looking at the history of later generations recorded in the Book of Heaven, it is seen that women study and work like men, which is regarded as "progress". Even if he can't change the world, he can still change in his own home.

So Han Chuan held his wife's hand and encouraged: "I don't think well alone, the children are still young, and only my husband and wife support each other in the family, what can't I say?" ”

Lin Lu's face was slightly red, and he forgot what to say for a while, and then said: "As long as the rice field starts to be busy for a while, it will be convenient to irrigate in the future, and it is also suitable for planting wheat." Although there is a shortage of water in the corn field, it is not impossible for me to go down to the ground with you to water and plant an acre. If we can prove next year that one crop of wheat can be grown in both rice and millet fields, then we can harvest two crops a year on the same acre of land. Love, this is not a matter of one or two more buckets per acre of land, it is a full harvest of one season. Only with such obvious results, the neighbors will be more willing to come to learn, and if you want to teach people to farm in Taoxi in the future, they will be more willing to listen. ”

Han Chuan thought about it and understood what his wife meant.

He is only a middle-aged person, and he is not even proficient in ancestral books, and now although he has made a grand intention to read the Book of Heaven, he is only in the spirit of Yugong moving mountains, and he is ready to pass on the Book of Heaven, and his children and grandchildren will work hard from generation to generation. But even then, at least he had to start working on himself. Only when his own field is planted, and he wants to teach whatever technique he wants in the future, then someone will follow him without doubt.

It is not impossible to accumulate experience first and then use rice and corn fields to grow wheat next year, but people's life expectancy is limited. He is twenty-four this year, and although he is still in the prime of life, it is difficult to say how long he will live. If the farming work is delayed, it will be a whole year, but it is just a little busy and tired, so that it is not enough to spend some money to hire someone to do it, so why delay it for a year.

If you do it this year, you will be impressed by the villagers next year, and the technology he wants to implement will spread faster.

"You're right." Han Chuan made up his mind and squeezed his wife's hand, "It's my blessing that a good wife taught me." ”

This year, even if he is tired of hard work, he must select a few acres of rice and millet fields to plant wheat and then plant wheat, plus the method of composting, so that the fertility of the land is enough to carry this season's harvest. With a two-pronged approach, next year Taoxi will learn from it, and the lives of the neighbors will be a little better.

Then it is not in vain for the immortals to pass on his book of heaven.

(I didn't calculate the opening time, and the word count is a bit too much.) Prepare to apply for the list next week, and then control the number of words the next day)