Chujiazhuang,

There are hundreds of families above and below.

Zhuangzi is relatively ordinary, and he is the master of the house here. In other words, these people are all tenants from his family. Although their lives are hard, they can still live.

After walking around, Chu Feng asked, "Uncle Li, where have the master of this village been?"

"Young master, the great success is established and everything is in trouble. More than half of the men have been levied to build a palace, and the remaining old and weak women are all plowing in the fields."

Li Bo explained.

"Damn it, this March, the corvee service was collected?" Chu Fengren was stunned, and the thief was speechless: "It is worthy of being Yuan Gaolu, and only this idiot can do such stupid things."

Bo Li: “…”

The corners of his mouth twitched, filial son!

How about we go back and take medicine?

These three words of yours are inseparable from your father. If you are too filial, the grass on the grave will be three feet tall sooner or later!

"Let's go, take me to the field to see."

"Young Master, you have a noble status. You have humiliated your identity when you go to the field. The head of the family knows that you will definitely blame the old slave." Li Bo looked embarrassed.

"Lead ahead!" Chu Feng glared.

Uncle Li dared not violate it either.

"Oh by the way, how many acres of land are there in our village?" Chu Feng raised his eyebrows and asked curiously.

"About 23,000 mu, of which 7,000 mu of land are topped, 10,000 mu of land are middle, and 6,000 mu of land are lowered. When the year is good, the people in the village can pay more than 7,000 hu of grain a year."

"Small Acre"

Li Bo explained proudly.

Chu Feng grinned, tsk, this is a real little landlord, but when he thinks of such a good life, he is immediately forced to suffer disaster.

Chu Feng: "Yuan Shu deserves to die!"

Bo Li: “…………”

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After a while, in the farmland.

At first glance, there were not many strong men, almost all of them were old, weak, women and children farming.

I saw the old man holding a plow (ancient earth-turning tools) and turning over the soil.

Women use wool (same hoe) to smash the soil behind, while children with yellow mouth start sowing seeds.

This is the most important part before sowing. It can improve the soil, eliminate pests, and remove weeds. In short, it is to increase income as much as possible.

Chu Feng raised his eyebrows and immediately shouted: "Brother Li, are there no oxen in the village? How much intensive farmland can a household turn over the land? Don't you know about these?"

"The young master calmed down. There were a few plowing oxen on the farm, but they were all requisitioned, so the people could only use farm tools to turn over the fields, which was a forced force."

Uncle Li felt bitter,

The key is what Yuan Shu can say when he requisitioned!

"It's Yuan Shu again?" Chu Feng looked speechless.

However, the people do not fight with the officials, so he will take a chance.

When he stepped forward and looked at the tenant farmers facing the loess and facing the sky, Chu Feng sighed in his heart that the people were suffering in troubled times, while the people under Yuan Shu's rule in troubled times were even more miserable.

Just when I was about to speak, two more choices appeared in front of me.

"1. Choose to squeeze the people, increase the rent to 70%, and reward the Quyuan Plow to make an illustration."

"2. Choose to think about the people, reduce the rent to 30% and reward 500 kilograms of high-quality potatoes."

Chu Feng's eyes lit up. Although the curved plow is good, the principle of this thing is simple. It uses the inclined surface to reduce the area of ​​stress, because the plow is pushed flat at this moment.

I should be able to research it later.

However, these potatoes are high-yield crops.

In later generations, there were 3,000 kilograms per acre. If it was replaced by the current large acre, it would be theoretically not difficult to have 2,000 kilograms, but considering a series of factors, there were still 1,500 kilograms.

That is, three thousand kilograms of Han kilograms, with a yield of 25 hu per mu?

Based on the current output of 3 hu of grain per mu, it means an increase of eight times?

Moreover, this thing is drought-resistant. If you plant it now, you can harvest it in June. At that time, you can follow up on top fertilizer and reproduce again. The key is to withstand the coming drought.

This is definitely his capital to make a fortune.

Thinking of this, Chu Feng took a step forward: "Dear fellow villagers, I am Chu Feng, the owner of the Chu family village. Yuan Shu forced to collect labor service during the spring farming period, which violated the law of heaven."

"I know it's not easy for you to wait, so all the rents for rent have dropped to 30% this year. I will face the difficulties with you and hope that you will work hard to farm."

The words came out, and the people in the fields were stunned.

Looking at each other, the turbid pupils gradually became more energetic and more hopeful.

30%, what a luxury.

"Young Master, the rent cannot be so low!"

Uncle Li was anxious. It was almost the same as saying that it was free to give it to him. This was simply a good person!

"What's wrong?" Chu Feng rebuked.

At this time, the elderly, weak, women and children came to their senses. An old man knelt on the ground in panic and shouted: "Hurry, everyone, thank you!"

For a moment, everyone kowtowed and thanked.

"I don't have to do this. From now on, if you have any difficulties, you can go to the village to find me at any time. I will definitely not leave any effort if I can help."

Chu Feng stepped forward to help the old man up and said.

Bo Li: “…………”

It’s a sin, it’s such a sin!

The eldest son of the Yuan family actually hangs out with the people? If Yuan Shu knows this, he will not be angry to death? Young Master, if it doesn’t work, let’s fall again, right?

After explaining these, Chu Feng quickly left.

With thousands of years of experience in farming, he believed that he would know more than these people, at least he had enough knowledge and could improve some farm tools.

"Brother Li, are there blacksmiths in the village? If not, go find a few blacksmiths for me."

Chu Feng said in a deep voice as he walked.

"I'll arrange for someone to find a blacksmith."

...

Mansion, study room.

Chu Feng tried hard to recall that as for the pen in his hand, he drew on the silk cloth. Although the shape was strange, he could simply tell what it was.

For example, the copycat version of the curved plow, the improved coupling plow (the plow of two cattle and three people)

For example, rakes used to level the land are all simple things, but now you have to accumulate strength, especially food, if you want to accomplish things.

If he remembers correctly, the Jianghuai River Delta this year will cause severe drought and the people will eat each other, which will be tragic in the world.

Yuan Shu should have lost to Lu Bu first and Cao Cao. After experiencing this severe drought, the Zhong family's foundation was completely cut off, and in the end he vomited blood and died.

The best time for him to expand his power is during this year's drought. If he has food, he will have soldiers. He couldn't help but take out the potatoes. This thing must be made sprouted first.

Then, he wrote some historical events on silk cloth, and he was afraid that he would miss it in the future.

ps: Daily history knowledge, friends who don’t like it can skip it.

"A man cultivates hundreds of acres (small acres are approximately three parts of the land in later generations), and produces 150 stones of grain for a hundred mu." - Han Shu* Food and Message Records.

"The fields are divided into three fields, upper, middle and lower fields. The upper fields can be planted every year, medium fields are separated by one year, and low fields are separated by two years." - Han Shu* Food and Goods.

"It is said that one pound of Han is about half a pound in his later generations. When the stone is weight unit, it is about sixty pounds in his later generations. When the unit is a container, it is about twenty thousand milliliters in his later generations."

"It is said: There were no two seasons of crops in the Han Dynasty, unless it was cheated. Some novels wrote about two seasons, mostly subjective assumptions, and the main factors limiting the two seasons,

First, the time is relatively fast. In ancient times, there was no harvester, and it was all about wiping the squid [sickle] to cut. After cutting, it still needed to be processed, dried, etc., which took a long time.

Secondly, the fertility of the land cannot keep up with it, and the fertility of the land cannot be guaranteed. It is full of fertile fields every year, and even green fertilizer is needed to raise the land when the land is lowered from the middle field."
Chapter completed!