Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

In Wanjiazhuang, the third housekeeper, who is in charge of the business of Wanjia's population, is reporting to the second son.

Second Young Master took the account book, glanced at it, crumpled the account book into a ball, and slammed it to the ground.

"This year's population business is 50% less than in previous years. If it goes on like this, everyone will drink the northwest wind."

Seeing that the second son was angry, the third housekeeper quickly explained.

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

It's all because of Qifeng Mountain..."

At this time in previous years, when the time was up, the tenants were out of stock in nine out of ten cases, and the price of food was so high that many tenants could only sell their sons and daughters and their wives to tide over the difficulties.

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

Those poor people who can't live in those days this year have one more option. 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 in wages every day.

In this situation, unless it is some family who owes usurious loans, few people will sell their sons and daughters.

"Qifeng Mountain?"

The second son never thought that he would sell a remote barren mountain and even ruin his own fortune.

This is to cut off his fortune and steal food from his mouth. As the emperor of the Black Water Suppression, how can the Wan family endure this?

However, when the Second Young Master thought that there might be an Immortal Master behind the other party, he was a little bit jealous, and did not dare to attack lightly.

After thinking for a long time, he called the three housekeepers to the front: "You go to find Jiang Tianba's bandits, just say..."

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

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

In addition, there are nearly 60 mu of sweet potato seedlings from cuttings, which have grown for more than a month, and are only a little over a foot long now.

Only the sweet potato vines in a small piece of land grew extremely lush, with shiny leaves, and the growth was very gratifying.

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

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

During this time, refugees from other places, as well as tenants from nearby villages, came to defect almost every day.

Faced with this situation, Zhang He accepted all the men, women and children. Now that he has the ability, he can give him a way to survive. Anyway, everyone is not demanding, as long as he has a bite to eat.

At the same time, these people didn't eat his meals for nothing, they had to work for him every day.

Overall, he still made money. He was the most ruthless capitalist he had ever seen in his last life, and he didn't dare to exploit labor like this.

Hundreds of people worked at the same time, and the progress of digging the pond was accelerated several times. It should be completed in more than a month.

The soil taken out when digging the pond was made into adobe bricks according to the requirements, except for a part of the soil that was piled around the pond and hammered tightly.

By the time the pond is dug, these adobe bricks should be dry, and then a few adobe houses can be built.

"Young Master Zhang, we will go home tomorrow to collect summer food, and we won't come again during this time."

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

"Okay, I wish you a great harvest."

Zhang He smiled and said goodbye to several people. These tenants still rented land. Now that the summer harvest is coming, several waves of people have already 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 the spring were all fully ripe and it was 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 dried pods will explode when touched.

More than 200 people got up as soon as it was dawn and started harvesting soybeans. Finally, when the sun rose, all 40 acres of land were harvested.

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

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

At this time, in front of the scorching sun, sweat was pouring down like rain, and the clothes were already wet enough to wring out the water, but everyone's hearts were already filled with joy.

"Today is a bumper harvest, do you think we can have a good meal today?"

"It shouldn't be a problem, no one has to celebrate the harvest."

While working hard, a few coolies chatted with each other, imagining what kind of sumptuous dinner they could have tonight.

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

The coolie recalled the taste of chicken, smacking his lips, but recalling the three-year-old child who was holding the chicken leg and nibbling at the time, he was inevitably disappointed, and a wave of sadness came to his heart.

"You are willing to kill even the old hen that lays eggs at home, so you can't make a living, no wonder you become a refugee."

"You will live, you are not a refugee yourself!"

"Don't make a fuss, let me tell you some news. I just saw the master come back from town and bought a whole leg of pork, at least thirty or forty kilograms."

"Really or fake? With so much pork, each person can at least get one or two taels~www.wuxiahere.com~ There are still fakes. It was the town where Fat Tiger accompanied the master, and there were several people in the same company. , if you don't believe me, go and find out?"

A few people glanced at the distance, a group of sheep were leisurely nibbling at the leaves, and a small figure beside them danced a big sword that was disproportionate to its height.

Thinking about it, forget it. When I was working, I ran so far to inquire about the news. Once I was caught, I would lose a lot of money by eating a few less 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.

By evening, the beans in the straw have been beaten out, and the beans on the ground will be put into a granary after being weighed.

The remaining straw cannot be thrown away either. This is a good fodder for sheep to keep until winter.

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

Even if the stalks of the beans are knocked out, the crude protein content in them reaches 40%.

The tenants do not understand these principles, but Zhang He has been educated for more than ten years, and he still understands the basic knowledge.

At this moment, Wei Peng came to Zhang He with a brand new ledger in his hand.

"Sir, the harvest has been preliminarily calculated this time, and 2,156 catties of beans were put into storage just now.

In addition, the master took 200 catties of beans for today's dinner, and there are still 1956 catties left. "

This is the income of the newly reclaimed 40 mu of land for half a year, and tomorrow will have to be another day in the sun, and there will be a loss of several hundred kilograms of water.

In terms of his investment, it should be a big loss.

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