Chapter 297 Rapeseed oil, wheat harvest

Author: That sour candy

Chapter 297 Rapeseed oil, wheat harvest

Yu Chenglin was so frightened that he didn't know how to answer.

The emperor himself gave an explanation: "On sandy soil, you still need to find suitable soil to grow things. In the future, sandy soil will also become a treasure land."

"No, how did she know that these precious things can be grown in sandy soil?" The emperor began to question again.

Then he explained himself: "Try, she likes to try, record, reflect, and try again if she makes a mistake."

Zhongshu Ling handed over all the planting notes. The emperor knew that last year's watermelon harvest was not good, and a lot of work had been spent on grapes in recent years.

Yu Chenglin shrunk into a quail, letting the emperor overthrow himself there, his mood repeatedly fluctuating between worry, relaxation, worry again, and relaxation again.

Watermelons and grapes continue to sell well in the capital, and planting books are also selling well. Those selling watermelons have tacitly chosen the prosperous prefectures and counties in the east, leaving the business in the capital to the Xiangjun Mansion. There are those closer to each other.

The advantage is that transportation costs are low and you get your money quickly.

The children looked at the gold and copper plates sent by the Feng family and sighed in unison: "As expected of the capital!" There are so many rich people who are really willing to buy them. The more expensive they are, the more they want to buy them.

Chen Fan picked a batch of grapes and took the children to make wine.

Changping Township has entered the busy farming season, and every household has begun to harvest rapeseed and crush rapeseed.

Zhang Ci looked at the harvested rapeseed and smiled: "As expected, the yield is high and the quality is good. This shows whether the oil rate is high."

Chen Ya smiled and said: "Those are seeds selected from each grain and oil store."

Zhang Ci thought of many reasons why he couldn't use new varieties, but in the end he couldn't resist the temptation of improved varieties and accepted Chen Fan's brainwashing: "Why can God bless you only use it once or twice? It means you have to use it every time, every year.

The purpose is to make people believe that Changping Township is blessed by God and blessed by the emperor, and the weather is smooth and the output is high every year."

The two of them also put on a good show. They sent many people to various stores to pick seeds. They paid double the price, put the rapeseeds in a bowl, tossed them around, and picked out the ones with large grains and good quality. One bowl.

A bowl of ground was picked, and each family in Changping Township was picked out an acre.

Then, the township government distributed seeds to each family for free, and agreed to hand over double the number of seeds after harvest.

The ones that are grown are naturally modern and fine varieties.

The common people looked at the more than three hundred kilograms of large and plump rapeseeds and grinned from ear to ear.

They rushed to the oil mill impatiently. Some sold some rapeseed, and some paid processing fees, waiting to turn the rapeseed into oil and take them home.

The Liu family, the Song family and the Luo family all opened oil mills in Changping Township and were busy harvesting rapeseed and pressing oil.

Chen Fan and Zhang Ci were both at the Liu family's oil shop. They wanted to see the oil yield and quality.

The oil mill exuded a strong fragrance, and the villagers sniffed incessantly.

"It smells so good. I have never smelled such fragrant rapeseed oil."

The first batch of oil came out, and 30 jins of oil was squeezed out of 100 jins of rapeseed.

Zhang Ci was stunned and couldn't believe his ears. Mr. Liu told him excitedly: "It's thirty kilograms, thirty kilograms! An unprecedented oil production rate."

"Look at this oil again, how shiny it is." Mr. Liu was so excited that his hands were shaking.

Zhang Ci smiled like a child: "That's great, that's great."

The people were even more excited, jumping and shouting there.

These thirty kilograms of oil belonged to ten families, and the men put the oil into ten jars, which they held in their hands like treasures.

When the wheat is ripe, everyone starts to harvest it. The weather is great and the sun is shining every day.

The villagers looked at the mountains of wheat in front of them and were stunned.

They had never seen so much wheat.

"How many pounds per acre?"

"More than eight hundred kilograms."

"How many pounds per acre?"

"More than eight hundred kilograms."

Some people started laughing and crying. In the past, even three acres of land could not harvest more than 800 kilograms of wheat, and they had to pay a heavy tax. Now, one mu of land can harvest more than 800 kilograms of wheat, and they only have to pay two bushels of tax.

.Those who help the villagers farm the land can also receive 40% of the wheat.

Wheat yields were also high in Yema Mountain, and the villagers who farmed on sharecrops harvested more than 300 kilograms of wheat per acre. In three years, the four surrounding villages have become wealthy villages, with enough food to eat and the ability to sell grain.

Exchange money.

If there is any regret, it is that that area was not included in Changping Township, otherwise they could divide the sugar and salt and go to school for free.

The wheat yield per acre on the saline-alkali land was higher than last year, reaching 1,050 kilograms. Every family in Wangjiadun planted a field of high-yielding wheat seeds and received more than 90 to 100 kilograms of wheat.

Everyone was very grateful, and every family wanted to carry a basket of eggs to the Xiangjun Mansion.

Wang Lizheng stopped them and said, "It won't be too late to thank you until the Lord comes back."

The emperor received a report: Changping Township had a bumper wheat harvest, and he was willing to donate three million catties of wheat. This meant sending ships and troops as quickly as possible.

Also sent to the capital were rapeseed and rapeseed oil.

All civil and military officials in the dynasty fell silent.

Why can Mr. Changping Township always grow such high-yield grain? Not only her family, but the entire Changping Township has high yields.

The minister picked her up and said: "The monarch of Changping Township has a high prestige. The people will plant whatever she says. Every household obeys and is willing to use the land to grow rapeseed and cotton."

The Taifu retorted: "The Lord of Changping Township is dedicated to diversifying grains for the people to keep them full, so the people are naturally willing to obey. If grains can produce high yields, the land can of course be planted with other crops. Rapeseed can be grown to extract oil, and cotton can be planted to protect against cold.

These are closely related to their lives, why wouldn’t they want to?”

Shangshu Ling was dissatisfied: "How can she serve the people wholeheartedly? She grew watermelons and sold them in the capital for an astonishingly high price of 30 guan. Chasing huge profits is simply the behavior of a profiteer."

"Hasn't a pot of flowers cost a thousand guan? Hasn't a piece of jade cost 10,000 guan? Rare things are valuable. Her ability to grow watermelons that ripen in early summer is her skill. Only by selling them more expensive can the watermelons be shown to be valuable.

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The Minister of War became impatient: "We are quarreling over Changping Township again. We have quarreled so many times."

Zhong Shuling glanced at him: "Why don't you find another place to have a quarrel? Three million kilograms of high-yielding wheat seeds can increase the yield of 150,000 acres of land."

The Minister of War was silent.

The prince took the initiative to ask: "Father, I would like to go to Changping Township to escort grain seeds to Beijing."

The ministers were all a little surprised. How could they alert the prince by transporting grain? They soon figured out that for three million jins, they really needed someone with a higher level.

The emperor agreed: "The prince and the hussar general will go together with three thousand troops."

Zhongshu Ling added: "After the wheat harvest, the sweet potato vines can be cut. I hope sweet potatoes will become popular in the north this year."

The emperor glanced at the Minister of the Ministry of Hubu: "As arranged by the Ministry of Hubu, it's up to you whether the prefecture and county government will come forward, or let the merchants go."

The imperial court was very efficient, and a large fleet set off towards Changping Township in a mighty manner.

People in Changping Township are still busy: planting sweet potato vines; plowing rape fields and wheat fields in preparation for transplanting; workshops and construction sites are all at work.

A few days later, the fleet arrived at Qijia Ferry.
Chapter completed!