Chapter 492

Li Er, Fang Xuanling and others successively ordered people to dig three paddy canals in different positions. However, the fish catches are almost the same, all around 300 kg.

This result finally made Li Er and the big men speechless and speechless. It was very embarrassing.

Looking at the dozens of baskets full of fish on the riverbank, the old village was excited with the farmers.

Li Qieyou waved his hand and shouted to the old village leader, "old village leader, all these fish are transported to the village and distributed to each family. Today I invite everyone to eat fish! Wow, ha ha!"

As soon as he was excited, he began to cry and howl like Xuecheng biting Kim.

The old village and a group of farmers were naturally happy to close their mouths, and bowed to Li forgetful to express their gratitude.

Cheng Yaojin had a thick skin. He took it as if he hadn't said anything before. He gathered in front of the bamboo basket and impolitely picked out some of the fattest carp and threw them to the Li family.

"Send it back to your house quickly and let the cook raise it in a basin first. Later, we'll eat fish with this fish. Wow, ha ha, it's very beautiful, very beautiful!"

Fish sauce is sashimi. It is the favorite of the Tang people to slice fresh fish and dip it in seasoning.

However, Datang has no artificial fish culture and relies entirely on fishermen fishing on the river. Such fresh carp are rare.

Even if Cheng Yaojin is such a big man, he can't eat it at any time.

Cheng Yaojin's move alleviated the embarrassment of Li Er and his ministers. People began to talk about how the fish should be cooked more delicious. They didn't mention that Li forgot to worry about farming.

Li forgets worry and naturally doesn't expose it. He's not stupid. He has to tease Li Er for stimulation.

After digging the canals of four acres of rice fields, Li forgot to worry and stopped letting people continue fishing.

There's no refrigerator now. It's hard to deal with too much fish. What's more, for a whole 300 mu of paddy fields, if the yield of fish per mu is 300 kg, that is 90000 kg of fish.

So many fish can't be digested after fishing at one time. The fish is not delicious when it dies.

Fortunately, the canal for raising fish in the rice field is more than one meter deep.

Therefore, even if the rice fields have been drained for harvesting, it will not affect the continued fish culture in these canals. This is the advantage of three-dimensional rice culture.

Li forgot to worry about these fish, but he didn't intend to sell them.

He is not short of money now. His mind of raising fish and selling money has long been gone.

Although the fish is not for sale, it can be used to send people.

Li forgot to worry about it, called the old housekeeper Li Heng and the old village Zheng, and told them to arrange people to dig a canal of one mu every day to catch fish in the future.

All the fish were filled with water in wooden barrels to ensure the freshness of the fish.

After that, the farmers were sent to Chang'an City in a four-wheel carriage. Send it to the palace and the noble families. Please try it.

He listened to Cheng Yaojin and others beaming with joy, praising Li forgetful and generous. Even Li Er looked satisfied and accepted Li's filial piety without hesitation.

In fact, each family may only share one of the 300 kg of fish.

But people will not be too few to taste fresh fish every day.

After arranging the fish catch, it's time to harvest rice.

Li Qieyou looked at his 300 mu rice field and suddenly asked, "uncle, do you know the yield of rice per mu in Datang?"

"Hehe, Ziyou, do you still want to test and teach me? Naturally, I know very well that the yield of rice fields in the south is about one stone and five Dou per mu."

Li forgot to worry and smiled: "uncle, you and the princes said before that my nephew dug up 10% of the rice field and reduced the cultivated area of the rice field. Now I want to make a bet with my uncle. Is my uncle interested?"

"What bet? I don't have any money!" Li Eryi was very vigilant when Li forgot to worry about the bet again.

After several bets, Li Er was surprised that the boy had never lost a bet. Even if everyone thinks they have a winning ticket, it's funny that the last winner is this boy.

With the lessons of Wang and Hou Junji in Taiyuan, where will Li Er bet with him.

"Hey, uncle, don't gamble, don't gamble. My nephew means that if my 300 mu rice field harvests well, please consider what my nephew said. Now it's the end of August, it's too late not to rush to grow rice."

Li forgot to worry, put away his smiling face and bowed solemnly to Li Er: "this is from the bottom of my heart, not a child's play. Please learn from your majesty!"

His words made Li Er and Fang Xuanling and others silent.

It's the end of August and the beginning of September. It's unheard of to plant seedlings and rush to plant rice.

Of course they didn't believe Li's words. They just listened to them as jokes.

But it's not the same as raising fish in the paddy field. Hasn't anyone heard of it?

But the 300 kilos of fish were still alive in front of the people, so they couldn't believe it.

In fact, Li forgot to worry about raising this matter, and he was not very sure.

After all, although his hometown is cultivated twice a year, it usually has one season of rice and one season of rape, and has not planted two seasons of rice.

As far as he knows, the areas where two-season rice is planted in the future are also the areas where early rice is harvested around July, and then rush to plant late rice immediately, and harvest late rice from October to November.

But now it's the end of August. When rice seedlings are raised and can be transplanted, at least it's the end of September.

In this way, we can harvest in December or January next year.

Whether this kind of rice can survive the winter is a fatal problem.

If the weather is cold this winter and the seedlings don't wait to mature, they will have to freeze to death in the ground, which is tantamount to useless work.

He is gambling that the temperature in Datang is still hot this year and it will be a warm winter.

Li forgot to worry about remembering that in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the earth was in a warm period, the temperature was surprisingly high, and there was no snow in Chang'an Luoyang all year round. Because of the high temperature, even Sichuan can plant litchi.

It was not until the end of the Tang Dynasty and the beginning of the Five Dynasties that the climate began to become cold. It often snowed heavily in winter in Chang'an and Luoyang.

If the temperature in Zhenguan is high enough to harvest rice at the end of the year, it is not impossible.

For Li's words, Li Er was silent for a long time before he said, "Ziyou, arrange someone to harvest rice first. Let's discuss it later."

For Li Er's reply, Li forget worry is helpless. He really can't come up with more words to persuade Li Er and his officials. He can only give up and order the old village to start harvesting rice.

After being instructed by the old housekeeper Li Heng, the old village has begun to arrange people to prepare for harvest.

However, most of the farmers in Dingzhou village now work as drivers in the four-wheel carriage line in Chang'an City, but they can't find enough young and strong for a moment.

Seeing that there were not many farmers harvesting in the field, Li Er simply told Cheng to bite Jin phen and asked Jin Wu's guards to unload their armor and blades and go down to the field to help harvest.

These soldiers of the forbidden army are all government soldiers. They used to work for agriculture on weekdays. It's natural to be unambiguous to do such agricultural work.

As the saying goes, there are many people and great strength. With the help of hundreds of forbidden soldiers, they have harvested two or three acres of rice without a incense stick.

It is gratifying that rice ears are stacked in bundles on the ridge.

Fang Xuanling immediately recruited several sergeants and asked them to get bamboo mats and sticks.

Li forgets his worries for no reason. What do you need bamboo mats and sticks for harvesting rice?