Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

In Wanjiazhuang, the third steward who is responsible for the business of Wanjia's population is reporting to the second son.

The second young master took the ledger, glanced at it, crumpled the ledger into a ball, and threw it to the ground.

"This year's population business is 50% lower than in previous years. If this continues, everyone will drink the northwest wind."

Seeing the second son getting angry, the third housekeeper quickly explained.

"The poor ghosts who can't survive this year all went to Qifeng Mountain, we really can't find a chance.

This is all due to Qi Fengshan..."

At this time in previous years, there is a shortage of crops, and nine out of ten tenants have no food in stock. In addition, the price of grain has been pushed up, and many tenants can only sell their sons, daughters, and wives to tide over the difficulties.

This season is the peak season for human trafficking business, and the money Wanjia can earn from it is second only to land rent.

The poor people who can't survive those days this year have another choice. They can also choose to work as coolies on Qifeng Mountain. Not only can they fill their stomachs, but they can also get a penny a day in wages.

In this situation, unless it is someone who owes usury, few people will sell their sons and daughters.

"Is it Qifeng Mountain?"

The second son did not expect that by selling a remote barren mountain, he would ruin his family's fortune.

This is cutting off his source of income and stealing food from his mouth. How can the Wan family bear this as the emperor of Heishui town?

However, when the second son thought that there might be an immortal teacher behind the other party, he was a little bit cautious, so he didn't dare to make a move easily.

After thinking for a long time, he called the third steward to the front: "Go and find Jiang Tianba's gangsters, just say..."

At the same time, on Qifeng Mountain, the 40 acres of soybeans planted in spring have already had some sparse pods, and the leaves have begun to turn yellow and fall off, and they can be harvested in a few days.

Between the rows of soybean seedlings, sweet potato vines are still cut. After the soybeans are harvested, the sweet potato vines have just survived, and some sweet potatoes can still be harvested before winter.

In addition, there are nearly 60 acres of cutting sweet potato seedlings, which have grown for more than a month, and now they have only grown a little over a foot.

The sweet potato vines in only a small piece of land grew extremely luxuriantly, the leaves were shiny, and the growth was very gratifying.

Zhang He did a little experiment in this small field. After diluting the spiritual spring water in the space, he poured it into the sweet potato field, and then it grew like this.

At the foot of Qifeng Mountain, hundreds of people have gathered and are working in full swing.

During this period of time, refugees from other places, as well as tenants from nearby villages, came to seek refuge almost every day.

Faced with this situation, Zhang He accepted all men, women and children. Now that he has the ability, let him give people a way to survive. Anyway, everyone's requirements are not high, as long as they have a bite to eat.

At the same time, these people did not eat his food in vain, and had to work for him every day.

On the whole, he still made money. Even the most ruthless capitalist he had seen in his previous life did not dare to exploit labor like this.

With hundreds of people working at the same time, the progress of digging the pond has been accelerated several times, and it should be completed in a month or so.

Except for a part of the soil taken out when digging the pond, which was piled up around the pond and hammered tightly, the rest of the soil was made into adobe bricks as required.

When the pond is dug, the adobe bricks should have dried, and then a few adobe brick houses can be built.

"Master Zhang, we will go home tomorrow to collect summer grain, so we won't come here during this time."

Several tenants came to bid farewell to Zhang He, and made a big gift. For them, Zhang He has the grace of life, which is equivalent to reborn parents.

"Okay, I wish you all a good harvest."

Zhang He smiled and bid farewell to several people. These tenants still leased the land. Now that the summer harvest is coming, several waves of people have bid farewell to him.

A few days later, there were only more than 200 homeless refugees left on Qifeng Mountain.

At the same time, Qifeng Mountain also ushered in the first harvest,

The 40 acres of soybeans planted in spring are all ripe, and it is time to harvest.

The beans must be cut in the morning on a sunny day, when the dew is still wet. If the dew is dry, the dry pods will explode when touched.

More than 200 people got up at dawn to start harvesting soybeans, and finally harvested all 40 mu of land just as the sun rose.

The harvested soybean stalks are exposed to the sun, and then everyone beats them with wooden sticks to break out the beans.

The wooden stick was swung, and many beans were splashed outside the field, and many children were responsible for picking up beans outside the field with bowls.

At this time, in the scorching sun, sweat was pouring down like rain, and the clothes were already so wet that water could be wrung out, but everyone's hearts were already filled with joy.

"It's a big harvest today, do you think we can have a good meal today?"

"It shouldn't be a problem, anyone's harvest should be celebrated grandly."

While the coolies were working, they chatted with each other, thinking about what kind of sumptuous dinner they could have tonight.

"Last year I planted 20 acres of land. During the autumn harvest, I killed all the old hens at home and ate them. The chicken tastes really delicious!"

The coolie recalled the taste of the chicken and smacked his lips. However, when he recalled the three-year-old child gnawing on the chicken leg, he was inevitably disappointed, and a wave of sadness came to his heart.

"You are even willing to kill the old hen that lays eggs at home. If you don't know how to live like this, no wonder you will become a refugee."

"You know how to live, you are not a refugee yourself!"

"Don't make any noise, let me tell you some news. I just saw that the master came back from the town and bought a whole leg of pork. It must weigh at least thirty or forty catties."

"Really? With so much pork, at least one or two taels per person."

"That's not true. It's the town where Fat Tiger accompanied the master, and there are several people with him. Don't believe me, go ask about it?"

A few people glanced at the distance, a group of sheep were gnawing leaves leisurely, next to a small figure, wielding a big knife that was out of proportion to its height, vigorously.

If you think about it, forget it. If you ran so far to find out the news while you were working, once you were caught, you would lose a lot if you didn't eat a few pieces of meat at night.

Stimulated by this piece of news, everyone worked extra hard today, for fear that others would not see their efforts.

In the evening, the beans in the stalks have been beaten out, and the beans on the ground are weighed and will be put into a granary.

Don't throw away the remaining stalks either, it's a good fodder for sheep in winter.

In addition to improving the soil, legumes also have the added benefit of being rich in protein.

Even if it is the stalk of the bean, the crude protein content in it can reach 40%.

The tenants don't understand these principles, but Zhang He has received more than ten years of education anyway, so he still understands the basic knowledge.

At this time, Wei Peng came to Zhang He with a brand new ledger.

"My lord, the harvest this time has been preliminarily calculated, and 2156 catties of beans have just been put into storage.

In addition, the master took two hundred catties of beans for today's dinner, and there are still 1956 catties left. "

This is half a year's income from the newly cultivated 40 mu of land, and it will have to be exposed to the sun for another day tomorrow, and a few hundred catties of water will have to be lost.

Based on his investment, he should have lost a lot of money.

However, this year also includes the cost of reclaiming wasteland, and sweet potato vines are planted between the rows of soybean seedlings, and another batch of sweet potatoes can be harvested in autumn.