Farming and Reclaiming Wasteland, I Pampered Hou Ye In Ancient Times

Jiang Xinyan looked at General Zhao's expression, and wanted to give him some face, so she said to herself.

"We also have land with poor sunlight or poor soil quality. The yield of potatoes is about 800 catties per mu!"

"Really? Then you said just now that it was about 3,000 catties, which surprised me. Our land is all very good, with a yield of about 1,000 catties per mu."

Zhao Chengan finally said boldly, if the potatoes planted by Brother Chu would have a high yield of more than 3,000.

He wanted to cry. At the time when they were planting potatoes, Nanman hadn't invaded in a big way, and Xichu hadn't been ready to move.

He led the soldiers and worked hard every day, hoping to grow potatoes better.

Because, all of them have eaten chicken potatoes, not only delicious, but also very full. After eating a meal of wild boar stewed potatoes, they did not feel hungry for a day.

Every day, his soldiers would go to the fields to take a look at the potatoes when they were free, and some people acted like ancestors, kneeling down and praying to the sky every day, hoping that the potatoes would sprout.

After the sprouts have grown, I prayed to God and prayed to Buddha in the hope that the potatoes would bloom and bear fruit, anyway, every day.

Although Zhao Chengan didn't kneel down and begged for worship, he still prayed silently in his heart that the potatoes would ripen soon.

"General Zhao, your potato yield of one kilogram per mu is not bad, after all, you are not professional growers.

There are specialties in the art industry, you are brave generals, and your greatest skill is on the battlefield. "Jiang Xinyan comforted them.

Chu Lixuan doted on watching the smug show of his little wife, and then looking at Zhao Chengan and the lieutenants with their surprised faces, how could he think he wanted to laugh so much!

There is nothing wrong with their husband and wife farming day and night, but not day and night as they imagined.

The husband and wife farm in the space at night, and their high potato yield is due to the watering of the spiritual spring.

There are also dozens of acres of land in the castle that have not been watered with spiritual spring water, and only 8,000 catties have been dug in ten acres of land! The yield per mu is about 800 catties.

Therefore, Zhao Chengan said that their best land is less than 1,000 catties per mu, and their level of potato cultivation is also acceptable.

The most important thing is that the potato seeds are produced by the space, and his daughter-in-law means that the potato seeds are already improved seeds.

The improved seeds have a lot more yield than the seeds they usually plant, plus they have Lingquan Gart, so the yield is super high.

Chu Lixuan likes to look at her ignorant. He likes to see her radiant appearance the most, and his heart is as sweet as honey.

Zhao Chengan was comforted by Jiang Xinyan, and he was also very happy. After all, they have been fed by potatoes recently.

"Mrs. Chu, you said that you have planted 100,000 hectares of potatoes, about 3,000 catties per mu, and one hectare is 100 mu of land, then you have planted ten million mu of potatoes, how many potatoes do you have to harvest? what?"

Zhao Cheng'an's military adviser bowed to ask for advice. He was a civil servant, and he was very talented in writing. He was the best at math.

However, he couldn't figure out how many, maybe he figured it out, but he couldn't tell!

Because in their Dongchen Kingdom, there are no figures above 100 million, and even 100 million is an astronomical figure, and few people know about it.

The strategist knows it, but the potatoes that Mrs. Chu and his wife have grown can’t be finished with billions!

When Jiang Xinyan heard the counselor's words, she understood that in ancient times, few people used 100 million yuan, and the income of ancient people was low, even if there were very few figures above 100,000.

However, the concept of 100 million did come into being in the Spring and Autumn Period, and she was not sure if people here knew it.

Jiang Xinyan suddenly remembered that the "Kangxi Dictionary" of the Qing Dynasty recorded that the word 100,000 actually has two concepts, one is one hundred thousand, and the other is ten thousand.

There are two methods for the number of billions, the small number is equal to ten, ten thousand is equal to one hundred million, and one billion is equal to a trillion; the large number is equal to ten thousand, one million to one million, ten million is equal to one hundred million.

Later, the Beiyang warlords, during the Anti-Japanese War, the situation became more chaotic, and even dragged the word "mega" into the water...

However, the grain of Dongchen Country is measured by stone, which is equivalent to a million to a billion.

Because one stone is one hundred and twenty-seven catties, for example, one hundred and twenty-seven thousand catties of potatoes are one hundred thousand stones.

In modern times, ten million kilograms of potatoes are 100 million, so Dongchen country is 100,000 stones, which is 100 million.

Jiang Xinyan wanted to digress from the topic of specific figures, "We have not only planted 100,000 hectares of potatoes, but also 50,000 hectares of rice, some of which have just started booting.

Some have already been harvested (referring to the rice they planted in their space). In our bitterly cold land, the yield of rice per mu is not high, and the early rice is about 700 catties per mu.

We have also planted a lot of first-season rice, and the yield will be higher at that time. Some of us harvest rice every day and continue to plant late rice.

We have also reclaimed the forest of more than 100,000 hectares in Daling Mountain, and planted corn, soybean, mung bean, sorghum, corn and some beans have matured.

We also planted watermelons, and the watermelons have matured. Now the harvest is full every day. We only have tens of thousands of people who can’t eat them all, so I wanted to sell some to you.

Our potatoes have been ground into flour, which is as delicious as flour, and corn has been ground into cornmeal, which is easy to transport.

We just sold a little rice and corn flour in the town in front of us today. The people in the town say that rice is 25 cents a pound and corn flour is 18 cents a pound.

Because we didn't bring much, we didn't know the market price, so we sold them all.

In the end, I saw that some people are so sinful and penniless, looking at the white rice, I can't wait to swallow it. "

Zhao Chengan and the lieutenants: "..." This time, they were so shocked that their mouths couldn't close.

They also want to swallow the rice raw when they see it! pity! They have not seen white rice for half a year.

What Houfu sent was brown rice, and some were moldy brown rice. Since last month, moldy brown rice has disappeared!

No wonder, the Marquis of Zhennan "sold" unfinished food to the King of Zhenbei, and even to the emperor.

Doesn't it mean that the entire family of Zhennanhou was exiled by the emperor to that bitter cold place where birds don't shit?

They have food that they can't finish, and they live better than their fourth-rank generals, and even better than their first-rank generals!

What kind of outlaw is this! Mother! I also disarmed and returned to the fields to farm, no! Let's follow Master Chu as a criminal!

"Brother Chu, you are really capable! You live well wherever you go. What do you think of the food we need in our barracks?" Zhao Chengan also used the honorary title for Chu Lixuan.

"How to sell it? It's very simple! Just use a scale to weigh it, and then calculate how much silver."

After Jiang Xinyan finished speaking, everyone looked at her, thinking in their hearts that as long as I wasn't embarrassed, it would be others who were embarrassed.

Zhao Chengan and the lieutenants: "..."