Vol 4 Chapter 15: Dry year on the grass

Chapter 15 The Harvest Year on the Dry Grass
The spring water was squeaked by the waterwheel to a high place, and then flowed down the narrow channel into the field.
This is the last irrigation before winter comes completely, the purpose is to kill the pests in the land.
In farming, every irrigation and every farming is actually very reasonable, with only one purpose, which is to increase the yield of crops.
The water in the ditch was blocked by some branches and dead leaves, Yun Lang squatted down to cut away the blockage, and let the water flow to continue to flow into the distance.
Standing on this wilderness, Yun Lang's heart will always calm down at the fastest speed. This is a common disease of the Chinese. As long as he stands on his own territory, he will be king.
The trees on the Mausoleum of the First Emperor always grow small, because the ground is not connected, there is a mausoleum under the sky, and the water vapor cannot come up, so the trees cannot be rooted deep in the ground.
This is problematic, because such a huge hill covered with low shrubs is really a bit out of place with the surrounding scenery.
Yun Lang was looking at the Tomb of the Emperor Shihuang, and the tiger also looked at the Tomb of the Shihuang Emperor. The hill was as kind to this man and a tiger as his family.
Mao Hai came with a shovel and hummed in a melodious tone from the distance. Two squirrels ran wild around him. He didn't care. He regarded himself as the two pine trees in front of his house.
After two years of absence, the young man has grown into a sturdy stick boy. Even in the cold wind, he still opened his shirt and did not care about the cold in front of him.
Seeing Yun Lang and the tiger standing on a meadow and looking at the distant mountains, Mao Hai stopped naturally, guarding his homeowner, and the squirrel lying on his shoulder had already got into his arms.
"You have a little friend who is dead."
Yun Lang whispered.
"The dog is not dead. I saw him when I went to Yangliang Yiwan Food."
"You have no other ideas?"
"No, although my old lady is not a good person, she likes to chew people's tongues and has no self-knowledge. She also likes to take advantage of others. If I were not with her, she would be bullied by other mothers and daughters. Besides, my little girl just entered I ca n’t rest assured when I leave the house. "
Yun Lang nodded and said: "In fact, there is nothing wrong with growing crops."
Mao Hai said with a smile: "I like to grow crops. I don't like to be an official or be an official."
Yun Lang laughed: "Actually, I am not suitable for being an official."
Mao Hai grabbed a piece of hay and twisted it into a brush to brush away the grass and mustard from the tiger, saying: "If all the people are farmers, then there will not be so many troubles."
Yun Lang nodded. Mao Hai was right. It made sense. The problem was that some people hated being a farmer and hated to live a life facing the loess.
"Our land is not enough."
Mao Hai, a very farmer, sat on the meadow and hugged his legs to advise his master.
"In the early days, the food we planted was always enough for us to eat for two years. From the previous year, it was just enough to eat. Now, there are twelve families in the family, and the food for next year will not be enough."
"Do you think there are too many mulberries in the family?"
"Yeah, Liu Po ​​can't wait to put all the food in her house back on the mulberry tree. Before the owner returned, I had already quarreled with her once.
Making money is important, and eating is more important. I think Liu Po ​​has been stunned by the proceeds of silk in recent years. I always think about making money, and there is nothing else in my head. "
Yun Lang also found a place where the dry grass was dense and sat down. When he saw the tiger wanting to lie down, he slapped a slap on his belly to prevent him from lying down.
"The most fertile field in the family should be used for experimenting with new grains, the second-level fertilizer fields should be used for growing crops, the second waiting land should be used for growing rape, and finally the remaining land can be planted with mulberry, which was prescribed by the court and also The general strategy of our family will not change.
The mulberry field that Liu Po ​​wants will be there, and the food land you want will also be there. "
After seeing the housekeeper confirming his claim, Mao Haidao said happily: "This is good, this is good, there is no shortage of grain, there must always be two years of grain storage in the family, and my food management will not panic."
Yun Lang smiled proudly while continuing to harass the tiger: "After the summer harvest next year, we will be planting Chinese cabbage in the field. This is the first time that Yun's is known for being good at planting. You must be prepared from now on. . "
Mao Hai scratched his head and said: "This stuff is high yield, but this thing also consumes land. It seems that next spring, we need to double the fertilizer in the field, so that we don't have much energy to open up wasteland. "
Yun Lang crushed a piece of soil, and carefully threw it into the field with a smile: "Yun's land is naturally different from others, and our family is going to work hard."
Mao Hai looked at the house owner strangely and said: "Our family draws water to irrigate the seedlings. Although the land is high, there are more than three burdens per mu.
Yun Lang smiled and said: "We can continue to dig up the output. Recently, I read a book called" Huainan Honglie ". There is a book called" Master Skill Training "that said:" One person is plowing, but only ten acres. The gain of Nakata, the death of his death, but forty stones.
In other words, there are four tangs produced by one acre in Huainan Guozhong Tian, ​​which is higher than ours ... "
Mao Hao didn't wait for Yun Lang to finish his speech and then decisively denied: "This is impossible. Even for the Shanglinyuan Royal Fertilizer Field, it can't be collected more than two dans per acre. For ordinary dry fields, the one-year-old one-year-old one can be called a good year.
Our family's selection, breeding, fertilization, irrigation, and catching insects are the ultimate, and they are supported by livestock and fertilizer in the family, so we have only three surpluses of output, no matter what the owner sees from that book. The little ones thought it was nonsense.
Even if it is not nonsense, it must be that a few acres can produce these grains. It is impossible to produce so much grain in the fields! "
Yun Lang was very satisfied with Mao Hai's answer. A mud leg dare to question that the Huainan king gathered the Huainanzi co-written by the Huainan celebrities, which made him unhappy. At least, in Yunshi, except for what he saw, he did n’t What do people believe in shit?
Yunlang had planted land, whether it was in Chang'an or in Jiangcheng, all he did was farming.
Chang'an dry field has one acre and eight buckets, paddy field has two loads and one, and Jiangcheng dry field has one acre and two loads, and paddy field has two loads and six. This is a constant.
But this is how the output changes in the mouth of the bureaucrats.
Chao Fufu said the above words: "This family of five farmers has only two authors and only 100 acres of cultivators. The harvest of 100 acres is not more than three hundred stones."
A family of five harvests more than 18,000 kilograms of grain a year, and after removing taxes, there is still 15,000 kilograms left. An average person has 3,000 kilograms of grain. If this is true, it ’s simply nonsense to say that there is hunger in the world. Eight ways, it's unreasonable!
Taizhou Simazhuang Xiong Lei said: "Lin Jin people are willing to wear Luo, and to the east of the irrigation spring more than ten thousand old halo land, can make ten acres ..."
Confucian Jia Rangzhi said: "If there is canal irrigation, the brine will be wet, fill the silt and increase the fertilizer, so the wheat and wheat are even more sown. Five times higher than ten fields, ten times lower than fields ..."
In this regard, Yun Lang also deliberately converted the mu output that these people said into a small burden of 62 pounds. If the law of the Great Han Law stipulates, the algorithm of 30 pounds for one pound and four for one burden, the Han people Well off already.
The tiger tried to run several times but was caught by Yun Lang and his tail was not allowed to go. Therefore, he had to stand beside Yun Lang and yawn impatiently.
"Those people's claims may be somewhat generalized, but ah, they are right in one thing, one mu of wheat can indeed produce 600 kg of grain, (the one mu here is 70% of the modern one mu ) And as I have seen with my own eyes, it is not the very few fields as you said, but thousands of fields, all of which are produced. "
Yun Lang remembered when he went to the Wanqingliang Field he saw on the Guanzhong Plain ~ EbookFREE.me ~ At that time, after the harvester walked by, the proud farmer grabbed a handful of wheat and gathered it in Yunlang's nose and said in joy : "Look clearly, there are nine hundred pounds of wheat per acre!"
Yun Lang remembers the joy of this harvest ...
Mao Haiyu stopped talking. Obviously, he didn't believe his master's words. It was only because of the majesty of his master.
Yun Lang's mouth smirked at Mao Hai with his white teeth: "That's in a dream ..."
Mao Hai let out a long sigh of relief. He felt that his master hadn't gone crazy, but he soon listened to his master.
"My dreams are generally accurate, let's move towards this goal!"
Mao Hai opened his mouth and screamed. He didn't even need a shovel, so he ran back to Zhuangzi all the way.
(After reading a lot of historical data, among them, the number of mu yields in the Han Dynasty was the most disputed. Some said that the average yield per mu was 286 kg, some said 135 kg, and some said 1028 kg, which made it impossible to measure accurately. Those who are capable can see benevolence.) Please search for "" or enter the URL: