Latest website: Early this morning, Zhou Cheng held back his excitement, and waited at the field with Captain Wu and the others.
Looking at the large cornfield, the joy is beyond words. There is no need to hire someone today, so many soldiers are helpers, just need to break the corn cobs, which is simple and easy.
Listening to the sound of hooves, they saw a group of people approaching quickly, and they hurriedly saluted when they got close.
"Get up." The majestic voice of King Liaodong came from above his head, and he dismounted and strode towards the field.
Zhou Cheng got up and followed the prince's side, standing with Qiu Baize to facilitate their question and answer.
The King of Liaodong first inspected the area and saw signs of burning around. The two empty fields in the middle were planted with sweet potato vines. He looked a little curious, "Didn't they burn down two acres of land, what are they planting?"
A dead horse is a doctor for a living horse, and Zhou Cheng took sweet potato vines into the open space to see if he could collect another batch before the frost fell.
"Back to the king, the sweet potato vines replanted here are the same as those over there. They are planted by cuttings. The land is vacant anyway, and the grass people thought that they should not be wasted, so they planted them again, and wanted to try to see if they could replant them before winter. Take a batch. If it doesn't work, there will be no loss, so let's use it as a test." Zhou Cheng stepped forward and replied.
The King of Liaodong nodded in agreement, "Well, yes, in the early stage, a lot of experiments are needed, so that the farmer should remember and record it."
Then I looked at sweet potatoes and potatoes. These two types are short, and there is no fruit on the surface. They are the first time they see it, and they don't know why.
The King of Liaodong pointed to the potato plant and the sweet potato vine and asked, "This and that are both high-yielding, right? Why are they so short, and they haven't even set fruit yet, when will they be harvested?"
"Reporting to the lord, this potato and sweet potato grow in the soil. If you cut the soil, there will be small lumps inside. This potato can be harvested when the plant turns yellow. It should be around the beginning of July. The sweet potato and these are together. Planted in spring, the harvest time should not be long, you can decide according to the situation, after all, it is still in the exploratory stage.”
The King of Liaodong nodded. Today, he mainly came to confirm the corn harvest with his own eyes. The tall and strong poles are gratifying to look at.
"Let's start, this king is here to watch."
The King of Liaodong stood on the open space in front of him, watching the soldiers guarding the farm go with Changgong to harvest, and Zhou Cheng also went.
The people who were waiting behind him prepared chairs and put them in the shade for the King of Liaodong to rest, and simply prepared refreshments. The prince was by his side, and Qiu Baize stood behind him and waited.
The people in the field were working in full swing, and the King of Liaodong sat and watched them work. Their enthusiasm was high, and they felt that they were full of energy.
Many people are powerful, and dozens of people collect 12 acres of land. They only need to break the stick, and the speed is still very fast.
Baskets of corn were brought to the front. When the King of Liaodong saw that he was almost done, he asked people to start weighing, and asked the Si Nong Guan to record it.
When the numbers were reported, the Liaodong King became more and more surprised. He couldn't sit still any longer. He came to Si Nongguan and watched the data recorded by him continue to increase. In the fields, the baskets are still being carried to this side one after another, and I am pleasantly surprised.
Hearing is one thing, seeing is another. Nothing has the real shock of seeing it with one's own eyes. This simply overturned his knowledge of crops.
After breaking the corn cobs, everyone came back one after another, and they stopped weighing.
"Has it all been harvested?" The prince was also surprised to see so much output.
Zhou Cheng was sweating and didn't dare to step forward. He stood a little further away and replied, "Back to the lord, Shizi, I have basically finished collecting them. Some of them are not mature enough. The whiskers on their tails are not very dark, so they have not been picked."
The King of Liaodong nodded and asked the farmer officer, "Have you figured it out, how much did you charge in total?"
Nongguan's forehead was sweating, and he said nervously and excitedly: "Reporting to the lord, the total harvest is 8,228 catties, and the average yield per mu is 686 catties. If you count the confiscation in the fields, it is estimated that The production capacity per mu has reached 700 catties.”
The more the farmer said, the louder his voice became, and his voice trembled after speaking. He also felt incredible that such a high-yielding crop actually existed.
They have attached great importance to these fields from the time of planting. During the period, they have applied enough fertilizer. The corn is extremely fertilized and under the fertilizer, and the yield per mu is so high, Zhou Cheng is not surprised.
The King of Liaodong was already mentally prepared, but when he heard the numbers, he was excited and grabbed the record book of Si Nongguan, intending to see it with his own eyes.
He paced back and forth, and laughed heartily, "God bless me in the Xia Dynasty. This is the best gift for the father's 65th birthday."
"Father, there is more than this one. The remaining two crops are also high-yielding. When the harvest is completed, the father will also need to sit in charge. God bless Daxia, God bless me Liaodong, father." , I believe, I believe, it is really in front of him, and he is also very excited.
"Yes, block the news for me, and don't allow it to be spread. Send me more people here. I have already warned the second and third children, if they reach out and chop their claws for me."
"Yes, Father, that Zhou Cheng..." When his father was in a good mood, he wanted to directly ask for Zhou Cheng's credit.
The King of Liaodong looked at Zhou Cheng and touched his chin, "Well, Zhou Cheng is rewarded for his merits, but there are two others that have not been confiscated, and he needs to continue to look after him."
Zhou Cheng knelt down directly on one knee, "The Caomin is willing to guard the remaining two crops here."
Qiu Baize secretly worried for him on the side, this request should be done sooner rather than later.
Zhou Cheng doesn't think so. He has survived so many years, and hope is right in front of him. It's his, he can afford it. Moreover, he must have a beginning and an end in his work, otherwise he will not be relieved. It is a great thing to grow high-yield grains for the benefit of the country and the people.
"It's best if you want to. The king's reward and punishment are clear~ If you have merit, you will be rewarded. It's not easy to announce this in advance. You used to be the general banner of Shengzhou, and now there are people in the general banner of Shengzhou. If you choose, this king will compensate you for your promotion to Captain Zhaowu in the name of rehabilitating. After the remaining two crops are harvested and the high yield is true, we will reward you!
Zhou Cheng was overjoyed and quickly thanked him.
Qiu Baize also breathed a sigh of relief for him after seeing the implementation, the two people's life-threatening friendship, one day the two can work together again, really happy.
When he came back, he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, "Congratulations, congratulations, you can invite me to drink now, I invite you every day, and now you are also a salaried person, so don't be stingy."
Zhou Cheng rolled his eyes at him angrily, "Aren't you afraid if you want to drink? If you stay at night, you won't be drunk."
Captain Wu worked with him during this period of time, and was also happy for him, and came forward to congratulate him.
He also invited Captain Wu to drink at home as a celebration.
Captain Wu readily agreed.