Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

Since the Chinese New Year, the weather has started to warm up. The plan for the year is spring, and the time for spring plowing has arrived.

On this day, on a construction site in Heishui Town, there was a burst of gongs and drums, and thousands of coolies had joy on their faces.

The reason they were happy was that Mr. Zhang had promised that he would treat everyone to a full meal when the canal was completed and opened to water.

After only working for more than a month, you can get a full meal. Except for Heishui Town, there should be no such good thing in the world.

They all know that tenants in other towns are now worried about their last meal, let alone such a luxury as full food.

Mr. Zhang really kept his promise, and soon a group of people came here carrying baskets. Inside the baskets were golden-yellow buns, which made people salivate.

You must know that the price of corn has risen to sky-high prices, and twenty cents may not be able to buy a catty.

A coolie picked up the cornbread and took a big bite. He was calculating that he should have eaten a penny with this bite.

After last year's famine and turmoil, the food reserves in various places have decreased. The few nobles who have food are now living in rare goods, and the price will increase every now and then.

Zhang He had no shortage of food in his hands. The more than three million yuan of food he stole, plus the one million catties of grain originally stored by the Wan family, totaled four to five million catties.

With so much grain, and with the price of grain soaring, he didn't sell a single grain, and kept all of it for the tenants in Heishui Town to eat.

Old man Zhang thought of selling grain several times, but was persuaded by Zhang He.

Because of Zhang He, no one starved to death during the most difficult months since he took over Heishui Town.

This is an absolute miracle!

Now the towns are underpopulated, a lot of arable land is uncultivated, and many landlords and lords offer high prices to recruit refugees, and no one in Heishui Town has left because of this.

On the contrary, some tenants from other places took the initiative to vote in Heishui Town, and all of them were accepted by Zhang Hezhao.

He is not afraid of a large number of people. Population is productivity and the basis of development.

After the canal is completed, the large fields along the way will no longer suffer from drought, and some low-lying places can be transformed into paddy fields to grow rice.

The yield of rice is relatively high, and the yield per mu can reach more than 200 catties, and some can even reach 300 catties.

And the price of rice is much more expensive than corn.

After the construction of the canal is completed, it is time for spring plowing.

Landlords in various towns have offered some rent reductions this year in order to compete for population.

In the past, 70% of the land rent was collected from tenants, but this year it has generally dropped to 50% to 60%; the land rent in Heishui Town has also dropped to 50%.

The specific amount of land rent will be based on different land, first estimate the output, and then determine a rent amount.

The amount of rent collected is fixed. Even if the land production is reduced, the land rent must be paid first, and the rest will belong to the tenants.

Therefore, the tenants can only hope for a good year and receive an extra three or five buckets of grain.

In fact, most of the land rent recovered by the landlord must be handed over to the City Lord's Mansion.

According to the grain output of Heishui Town in previous years, it can produce about 10 million catties a year, but it needs 3 million catties to pay taxes to the city lord.

After all, the city lord has raised so many people, they all have to eat and drink, and they have to buy resources for cultivating immortals.

In the past few days, Wei Peng has been running around with a few people. He has to measure the land and sign a lease with the tenants, and he is extremely busy.

At the same time, Zhang He was also busy farming, and he rearranged the one-acre land in the space.

The sweet potatoes that were originally planted in the space have been cleaned up, and now they are all planted with various spiritual herbs.

There are mainly three kinds of five-leaf Peiyuan grass, Bailu grass, and Lei Ling grass, and there are also some auxiliary medicinal materials for alchemy.

After this period of cultivation, he has harvested many mature five-leaf Peiyuancao and Bailucao.

It's just that he doesn't know alchemy, and he can't refine it into elixir at present, so he can only go to Zhaoling City to exchange it for elixir, and he has to be exploited by others for a cycle.

As for the Thunder Spirit Grass, the bulb he bought had only one tender seed in it, and he was worried that it would not survive.

Later, it was planted in the space, watered a few more times, and finally took root and sprouted.

Thunder spirit grass needs to grow for twenty years before it blooms and bears fruit, and it takes another ten years to mature from flowering to fruiting.

He poured water once a day for 30 consecutive days before he got the first batch of fruits, and only three fruits were harvested.

From now on, this Thunder Spirit Grass will be able to harvest a batch every ten years, and several batches can be harvested in a row before the Thunder Spirit Grass will die.

Zhang He planted all the three seeds he had harvested, so that he could have four Thunder Spirit Grass, and he could collect more in the future.

However, he continued to use the spiritual spring water in the space to irrigate, and he found that the output of the spiritual spring in the space was getting less and less.

In the past, the output of Lingquan water could be accumulated for about ten days to irrigate all the acre of land in the space, but now it is not enough. It takes fifteen days to irrigate all the land once.

He didn't know what was going on, and for the time being, he didn't know what to do to restore Lingquan.

If it continues like this, the spiritual spring may eventually dry up.

After Zhang He transplanted all the elixir by category in the space, he gave priority to watering the spring water for Lei Lingcao and several other varieties.

After finishing these tasks, he walked around the acre of land several times. The many spiritual herbs planted here are all his hopes for cultivation.

Walking out of the room, I happened to see Mei Yingxue cooking wine and admiring the flowers under a peach tree in the courtyard.

Zhang He originally bought Mei Yingxue at the price of a little maid, but she didn't seem to have any awareness of being a maid.

Mei Yingxue lives like the young grandma of the Zhang family, washing clothes, cooking, and serving people. She has never taken the initiative to do such tasks.

Old man Zhang often came to spy on Zhang He secretly, wondering if Mei Yingxue was pregnant.

Now Zhang He didn't even dare to speak too loudly to order her to work, because he dared to touch her.

With his cultivation base of the second level of Qi training, it is really useless when facing the sixth level of Qi training.

Fortunately, Mei Yingxue would give him some pointers on his training from time to time, saving him from many detours.

Seeing Zhang He coming out, Mei Yingxue poured a glass of wine, "Master Zhang, I made peach blossom wine, would you like to come over and have a drink?"

Of course Zhang He had to drink the wine made from his own grain.

He leaned over and picked up a small wine glass, the wine inside was pink, the aroma of the wine and peach blossoms blended together, and it smelled very comfortable.

Zhang He raised his glass and drank it down, smashing it to his mouth, the wine tasted sweet, the taste was not strong, and it was estimated to be around ten degrees.

For him, this kind of low-alcohol wine is almost as good as a drink.

"Where are you drinking? It's obviously donkey drinking. It's a waste of good wine for you to drink like this."

Mei Yingxue complained, but still poured Zhang He another glass.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, wine was a very expensive drink, and drinking was an elegant thing for the upper class nobles. Drinking as a donkey like Zhang He seemed very tasteless.

"This wine is too bland, you have to take a big sip to get a taste of it, and a small sip is not what a hero does.

When the grain harvest is bumper this year, I'll make some spirits for you to learn more about. "