Ye Xiang pressed her face against hers and said softly: "I don't want to eat food, I want to eat something else."
Yun Wu pinched his waist: "The genius just turned black."
"It's already dark. Even if it's not dark, it won't hinder eating." Ye Xiang picked her up and walked to the bed.
Although I had already decided to travel, the actual trip was already two months later. It was autumn, when the air was crisp and the rice was ripe.
Minghua came twice to talk about the conditions of the demonstration fields in Dajiang Village. He said that their fertilizers are very useful and the crops in the fields are growing very well!
It is green, tall and strong.
The second time, she said that the millet was yellow and heavy, which was very pleasant. She said excitedly that this was the first time in her life that she had seen the rice ripe.
Yun Wu felt emotional that a princess who had grown up in a delicate way had seen rice in books before, but this time she was really not afraid of the sun or hard work. She often went to the demonstration fields and studied fertilizers with the farmers under the scorching sun.
From knowing nothing about it, now when it comes to types of fertilizers and farmland irrigation, it’s easy to pick one up.
Her fair and fair face was now tanned into a tanned skin, but she didn't care at all.
In order to celebrate the harvest, Dajiang Village specially held an Autumn Harvest Festival today, and the whole village held a big flowing feast.
Minghua, Xu Xian and many officials from the Ministry of Household Affairs will attend, and Yun Wu also plans to take Ye Xiang to join in the fun.
A good harvest is a great joy, and the excitement can be joined together.
The road in Dajiang Village has now been replaced by a wide and large cement road. Who provided the cement formula...
Yun Wu chuckled: "Prince Regent, now you don't have to bump your butt red when you come to Dajiang Village."
Ye Xiang pinched her face and whispered in her ear: "It's red and I'll help you reduce the swelling."
Yun Wu gave him a small roll of her eyes: "I'm talking about business, don't mess with me. What do you think of this wide and long road? Is it very flat and easier to walk than the stone road?"
Horse-drawn carriages can even ride on the stone road. This big cement road is flat all the way, and it is very comfortable to walk on a horse-drawn carriage.
Ye Xiang hugged her and said proudly: "Yes, who had the idea to build such a good road?"
Yun Wu stretched out her index finger and pointed at herself obediently: "I, it's me."
Ye Xiang kissed the cute girl and said with a smile: "My baby is really awesome, what kind of reward do you want."
Yun Wu tilted her little head and thought for a while: "You will give a word to Dajiang Village later and ask them to stand at the entrance of the village."
"Yes." Ye Xiang agreed without hesitation, not to mention it was a reward for her, even if it wasn't a reward, he would not refuse as long as she asked.
But if she hadn't spoken, Ye Xiang wouldn't have given Dajiang Village such honor, and he wouldn't have bothered to care about such things.
When the people of Dajiang Village heard that the regent was coming, they had been waiting at the entrance of the village for a long time. Today was a happy event for Dajiang Village, and they were very festive with gongs and drums.
A lot of firecrackers were lit, and farm tools were placed all over the entrance of the village. They were waiting for the regent to come, and then after beating the gong, they picked up the farm tools and went to the fields to start harvesting the fruits of their labor.
A cement road was built all the way to the entrance of the village. The road in the village was also built, but it was not a cement road, but it was better than ordinary roads and was also widened.
Sitting in the carriage, Yun Wu looked at the endless golden fields on both sides of the rice road and sighed: "It seems they succeeded. The heavy grains can't even be hung on the branches."
"It's your idea. I've handed you everything, they just have to execute it." Ye Xiang pinched his face: "You are really a big treasure."
Looking at the golden fields, even Ye Xiang, who had never been interested in these fields, felt emotional. If the grain output could be so good, why would the people have to worry about not having enough to eat.
"Yes, it's an advantage for you."
In fact, Yun Wu understood very well that if there was no Ye Xiang, no matter how many methods she tried, it would be useless. Others would not let her do what he did.
All of her methods require money and manpower to implement. Most people would not dare to try methods they have never seen before, and may even think that she is a complete waste of money and nonsense.
But Ye Xiang won't. He has supported her nonsense from the beginning. He can directly find people from the Ministry of Revenue to implement the method she prepared.
This is no ordinary trust and favor.
Ye Xiang kissed her pink lips, he loved her little pride, she was confident and beautiful, making people want to bully her.
"Don't be ridiculous. We are about to arrive at the entrance of the village. I can hear the sound of firecrackers. It's really lively today."
"A bumper harvest is a very important life event for farmers."
The carriage stopped at the entrance of the village. Ye Shi put on his ghost mask and got off the carriage first, and helped Yun Wu out of the carriage. Minghua and Xu Xian had already arrived, and they came up with the village chief: "Uncle Fifteen, Wu Wu, you guys
Here we come.”
The village chief stood aside in excitement and did not dare to speak. The biggest official he had ever seen was Xu Xian. Before that, the biggest official he had ever seen was the magistrate of their county.
But he did not dare to abandon the ceremony. He knelt down and saluted: "Meet the regent, Princess Yunwu."
"Get up." Ye Xiang said coldly.
How dare the village chief get up? It would be more appropriate to kneel on the ground and speak!
Yun Wu smiled and said: "Village chief, don't be restrained. Get up quickly. You are kneeling on me like this at such an old age. You are going to break me."
The village chief was so frightened that he stood up quickly. Princess Minghua had reminded him that he didn't have to listen to the regent's words, but if he dared not to listen to Princess Yunwu's words, the regent would turn against him.
It doesn't take much thought for the village chief to be the village chief of Dajiang Village, but he still has some sense of propriety.
The villagers watched from a distance and did not dare to get close. Minghua said with a smile: "They got up early and were waiting. The weather is good and the harvest is not exposed to the sun. Hurry up and hit the gong to let them start harvesting!"
I want to know quickly how our harvest is going."
Naturally, Yun Wu would not delay any longer. Harvesting was a big deal, so she urged Ye Xiang to beat the gong.
As soon as the gong was struck, the waiting villagers happily picked up their sickles and walked to their fields.
The weather is crisp and clear in autumn, the leaves on the mountains in the village have turned a little yellow, and the gentle breeze blows slowly, making people feel calm.
The village chief invited them to the home of the largest landowner in the village. This landowner owned nearly a thousand acres of land in the village, and someone in his family was an official in Ling'an, so it was most appropriate for him to receive them.
Yun Wu rested for a while, and couldn't help but wanted to go to the fields to see the people's sentiments with the regent.
I listened to the village chief’s plans for the future of Dajiang Village, looked at the fertilizer they made themselves, and looked at the seeds they saved for next year.
I also exchanged ideas with them about ways to make seeds better.
An acre of land can be harvested by three or four people in the family in half a day. Reports on the harvest are coming one after another.
Some fields have a yield of thirty-two bushels per mu, and some have a yield of thirty-five bushels, but they are almost always between these two numbers.
Yun Wu used modern calculations to calculate that one acre of rice would produce more than 400 acres of rice!
You must know that the family with the highest yield per mu in Dajiang Village last year only had 25 bushels per mu! It was almost less than 300 kilograms per mu.
The increase in yield is not particularly exaggerated, but it has almost increased by one hundred kilograms per acre.
The excitement of the villagers was palpable, and the village chief shed tears of happiness while holding the plump seeds in his hands.