【Quietly asking for monthly tickets, happy weekend!】
This is fairy food, at least people who knew it in the Tang Dynasty called it that.
Li Yuanxing asked Li Zheng to randomly select fifty-four corn plants in the field, cut off the connecting rods and take them out. Then he chopped two plants on the edge of the field, holding four corn cobs in his hand: "Boiled in water!"
A few steps forward, a shed was built on the ground. It was very clean. This was prepared in advance.
Li Yuanxing and Wang Jishan came to the shed and sat down. The guards offered tea and stepped aside.
There was a coal stove here. Wang Jishan observed it carefully and found that this thing was different from what Wang Yuyan described when he came back. This was a pottery stove, not a barrel shape like that, but a square one.
"This thing is newly designed by craftsmen." Li Yuanxing tore off the corn husks with his own hands, leaving the innermost two layers of tender skin and throwing them into the iron pot. The two guards lifted the pot at Li Yuanxing's signal.
, Li Yuanxing added: "It has three layers. The innermost layer is made of furnace tiles, which are fire-resistant."
Wang Jishan nodded. He saw the open fire and the red hearth.
"Then the second layer is the earthenware furnace body, with about an inch of soil between it and the first layer. This is to ensure that as much heat as possible from the furnace is burned on the pot instead of wasting it."
Wang Jishan nodded again: "This thing is very good!"
"There is also a square layer, which contains water. The craftsmen are really very skillful. Some designs add a clay pipe, and some designs add a hole to collect water."
At Li Yuanxing's signal, a guard took a bowl of water from the square outer furnace.
"This water is very good for washing your face and hands when it's cold in winter. But this water is not suitable for drinking, and it is not recommended to drink the water here." Li Yuanxing took the bowl and asked Wang Jishan to test the water temperature. According to modern calculations, it is about fifty degrees.
Wang Jishan also said: "After a hard day's work, it's best to take a foot bath in hot water!"
"Yes, this hot water is always useful!"
After speaking, Li Yuanxing motioned to his guards to put the pot on the stove, and then pointed to a long broken pottery pipe sticking out of the stove: "This is a chimney. Coal is different from firewood. Although there is no smoke, it can be fatal. Let's
The turbid air cannot be breathed, so it must be discharged."
Wang Ji Shanxin said, "Is this turbid air terrible?"
Li Yuanxing further explained: "Just like last time when the emperor's sister-in-law was in the main hall, there was no problem at all because the main hall was ventilated. But if the doors and windows of a civilian home are closed tightly in winter, it would not be a problem for an hour or two, but it would not be a problem for a whole night. In the house
If the turbidity is too strong, it can cause dizziness if it is mild, stroke if it is moderate, and death if it is severe!"
Wang Jishan understood.
"It's just like the Zhangqi in the dense forests in the south. When there is sunshine during the day, people can come in and out without hindrance, but there is great danger at night. Therefore, as long as the coal stove is ventilated inside the house and there is a chimney to discharge the dirty gas outside, it will
It’s not harmful to anyone!”
"That's right!" Li Yuanxing smiled and nodded.
After looking at the stove, Li Yuanxing asked him to make a record of the fifty-four corn plants.
Fifty-four corn stalks were cut off one foot from the root, and the upper part was being weighed. Soon a guard came over and reported: "Your Highness, according to estimates, one acre of green stalks can be harvested from the fine parts for cattle and horse feed.
One thousand one hundred catties! Among these fifty-four plants, there were a total of one hundred and one cobs, but one did not grow any corn!"
"Didn't it grow?" Li Yuanxing was a little excited.
The guard immediately said: "Li Zheng has checked it, but it has not grown. It's not that someone took it away. Li Zheng is going to apologize to you. It's because he didn't check it properly!"
"I have to apologize for such a trivial matter. If you are not tired, I am still tired!"
Li Yuanxing made the guards laugh with a few words. Wang Jishan was watching from the side. It was rumored that Li Yuanxing was very close. Today, when I saw that the rumors were true, he really didn't act like a prince at all.
"Go, remove the leaves from the one without corn, and bring the stalk!"
The corn stalk with no corn growing on it was brought over, and Li Zheng still stood nervously.
He cut the corn stalk into two small pieces with his guard's knife, and Li Yuanxing handed one piece to Wang Jishan's hand: "This kind of stalk without corn growing on it was my favorite when I was a child." After speaking, Li Yuanxing took a bite and poured out the juice.
After biting it out, he spit out the dregs and smiled: "It's really sweet. Don't dare let the little guys in the village know this secret, otherwise if they bite the corn stalks, the corn yield will be greatly reduced!"
Li Zheng and the bodyguard also laughed.
Wang Jishan's teeth were weak, so he pressed them with his hands and put them in his mouth to feel the taste.
It's really sweet. Like a child with good teeth, he will naturally like to bite this thing. The juice is sweet and interesting.
"It seems that Wulang wants to take good care of the dolls in the village!" Wang Jishan also said with a smile.
Li Yuanxing asked his guards and Li Zheng to taste it, and Li Zheng said: "The dolls will definitely notice. The farmers' dolls will not harm the crops."
"I just said there were 101 corns. Is it too heavy?" Li Yuanxing asked again.
Li Zheng replied: "It is estimated that one acre weighs 1,300 kilograms!"
One thousand six hundred kilograms, Wang Jishan stood up immediately. This number was really astonishing. Li Yuanxing knew that Li Zheng had made a mistake in his calculation, but he did not say anything. He watched Wang Jishan run over to check the weight in person.
"Fifty-four plants, one acre is 2,700 plants. This is one of fifty. This weight..."
Li Yuanxing was listening, while Wang Jishan calculated the yield per mu. It was not until Wang Jishan finished the calculation and was surprised by the number of 1,300 kilograms that Li Yuanxing walked over: "Li Zheng made a mistake in his calculation. This algorithm is not calculated like this!"
"How should we calculate it?" Wang Jishan said, even if it is wrong, it is impossible to remove the whole number and leave a fraction.
You must know that the current yield per mu in the Tang Dynasty is only about 200 jins. Even if the farmland is carefully maintained, it does not exceed 300 jins. It is worse, more than 100 jins of grain. This is 1,300 jins, 1,300 jins.
A pound.
The old man's whole body was trembling.
This kind of seed, this kind of seed... Wang Jishan was almost asking for seeds.
Li Yuanxing called Li Zheng, picked up a piece of corn that had completely torn off the outer husk, and pulled off the corn kernels: "We need to calculate the weight. How can we even count the cobs inside? How much difference does it make if we just count this?"
Yeah. Go and recalculate!"
New corn is difficult to plow, but it can't handle the crowd. Not only Wang Jishan's guards, but also the servants are getting started, and even Wang Jishan wants to try it himself.
Wang Jishan was anxious to know how much the real yield per mu was.
Looking at Wang Jishan's trembling hands, Li Yuanxing said: "This is fresh corn. It is not fully mature yet. It will take about ten days. It was planted a little later this year. When it is fully mature, it will be easy to dry.
It can be dialed down."
Wang Jishan just nodded, but kept moving his hands.
In the end, Wang Jishan was the only one left, so he had to leave it to the servant to complete it.
"This has been re-estimated, and the yield per mu is one thousand catties!" Wang Jishan has been staring at it.
"This is not sun-dried. Sun-drying will reduce the water content by at least 30%. This is a fine seed, seven hundred catties. This number is not bad." Li Yuanxing was also silently calculating in his mind. In modern times, this amount would be five hundred.
The yield per kilogram is considered good, but if the fertilizer cannot keep up, the yield per mu will definitely decrease.
Li Yuanxing sighed softly: "This is a refined seed. If we let it go, the yield of 500 kilograms per mu will be considered good!"
"Five hundred catties, five hundred catties is a great harvest!" Wang Jishan's tone rose an octave.
Li Yuanxing shrugged his shoulders and was about to speak when he saw Li Zheng waiting for him, kneeling and thanking heaven and earth. He was crying very hard. Even several of the guards had red eyes.
"Wu Lang, no! Your Highness, the King of Qin, if you produce two hundred catties per mu, you must thank heaven and earth. If you produce three hundred catties per mu, officials at all levels in the county will reward you, and the court will report your achievements throughout the Tang Dynasty. Your Highness, the King of Qin,
As for you, according to what you said, after drying, the yield per mu will be 700 catties, what should it be like?"
Wang Jishan was a little excited. His excitement was not for Datang, but for their Taiyuan Wang family.
Li Yuanxing dared to call him over and weigh the yield in front of him, so he would share the seeds with the Wang family.
Let alone 700 jins, let alone 350 jins. This is also a huge output.
Li Yuanxing touched his chin: "This, I should ask the emperor brother to preside over it during the harvest and worship the heaven and earth."
Wang Jishan was happy in his heart. You Li Yuanxing can really talk nonsense, and you will miss the topic at the critical moment. The output of these 700 kilograms must be used by the saints to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth.
But don’t you, Li Yuanxing, understand that if you produce an output of 700 catties per mu, what should you do to the dignitaries of the Tang Dynasty?
Li Yuanxing was also sneering, thinking that the aristocratic family was nothing more than this. All he could see was the land and the little grain output from the land. Even if he was doing business, it would only be that little business.
"Mr. Wang, your Taiyuan Wang family, even if they don't have any fields for a year, the money and grain they get will be ten times what they are now. A mere high-yielding grain is not worth the Taiyuan Wang family's excitement. With enough money, they still can't buy a lot of grain.
Really? With enough money, you still can’t fill your Wang family’s granary!”
Wang Jishan was stunned, and suddenly he came to his senses.
I'm afraid what Li Yuanxing said is the focus of today's discussion.
Li Yuanxing added: "There is also a kind of grain that can be grown on sandy land without picking the land. The minimum yield per mu is three thousand kilograms, and the food is quite delicious. It's just boring if you eat too much. I just pick the right ones.
Some of them were eaten as snacks. The worse ones were broken into pieces and fed to the cattle and horses. I wonder what Mr. Wang would think when he heard this!"
"Under the Tang Dynasty, no one is hungry anymore!" Wang Jishan said word by word.
Li Yuanxing took out a cigarette and lit it with a pure steel lighter. As he walked towards the shed, he said, "I will start breeding again when spring begins. At most, I can prepare some seeds for every state and county in the world in one year!"
Wang Jishan took a few steps to catch up with Li Yuanxing, and when he was about to say something, Li Yuanxing said with a smile: "Why don't you try this Tang corn first? There are many ways to eat it. But I like this simplest way best!"
After finishing, Li Yuanxing opened the lid of the pot, fished out two corns from the water, used bamboo chopsticks to thread them on the corn cobs from behind, and then held the bamboo chopsticks.
"It's the easiest way to eat it!" Li Yuanxing blew the corn to cool it down a bit, took a big bite, and laughed.
Wang Jishan is getting older, so he must not be able to bite anymore.
But Li Yuanxing had a way and asked his guard to cut half a bowl of corn kernels with a knife: "Old Wang, be careful, this way of eating is a bit tough."
Wang Jishan ate two grains. In fact, he already knew that the grain would definitely be good, and it would smell fragrant when he took it out of the pot. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)
