"Jinchuan Daily is a newspaper founded by Mr. Jin. It publishes one issue every day. It is currently divided into four sections. The first section is current affairs. It mainly tells you about recent major events, such as any new laws in the court, and will be reported as soon as possible.
Publish it in the newspaper."
The postman said with a loudspeaker.
"That's good. We will know soon what major events will happen in the court in the future."
"What's the second section?"
The people nodded one after another, and some anxious people asked about the second section.
"The second section is military. It mainly tells you about military measures. For example, the Zhenyuan Army under Mr. is currently fighting the King of Qin in Qin. What progress is made every day and what places have been conquered will be told in the military section.
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The people became even more excited when they heard this.
The people of Fengshui Town worshiped Jin Feng, and many young men and women joined the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau and the Zhenyuan Army.
The son traveled thousands of miles and his mother was worried. Although the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau was very powerful and the casualty rate was much smaller than before, there would be no undead people in the war.
Therefore, the vast majority of the people are extremely concerned about the war.
It's a pity that Dakang Communications is too backward and they can't get any useful information.
Well now, this newspaper founded by Mr. Jin will tell them the progress of the war.
"The third section is farming, which is also the section that Mr. Wang attaches most importance to. It mainly teaches you how to farm..."
The postman continued to explain the third section, but before he could finish, he was interrupted by the people below.
"Brother, we are farmers, why should we ask Mr. Jin to teach us how to farm?"
The farmers laughed one after another.
"Old man, it's not Mr. Jin who teaches you farming, but the experts hired by Mr. Jin to teach you!"
The postman's face became serious, and he said seriously: "You should still remember Wei Wuya, the miracle doctor, right? He has now settled in Xihewan, and he specializes in helping Mr. Jin study how to farm!"
"Doctor Wei went to farm?"
Many people were shocked.
When malaria first broke out, other doctors tried to avoid it, but Wei Wuya was the only one who was not afraid of danger and infection and came to help them treat their illnesses.
For this reason, he did not hesitate to look down and raise money to buy medicine.
The people of Fengshui Town were grateful to Jin Feng, and they were also grateful to Wei Wuya.
When they heard that Wei Wuya had gone to farm, the people were surprised and felt it was a pity!
"Mr. Jin once discussed with Divine Doctor Wei that ninety-nine percent of the diseases of the prosperous people are caused by starvation. Using medical skills to save people can only save a few people a day. If we can cultivate high-yielding seeds, everyone can
If you have enough to eat, your health will be better and more people will be saved."
The postman continued: "So after Mr. Wei arrived in Xihewan, in addition to treating diseases and rescuing people, he was cultivating new crops every day. Mr. Jin also fully supported it and specially sent escorts to the extremely far south to find good seeds for Mr. Wei!"
"Mr. Jin and Doctor Wei have the heart of a Bodhisattva!"
"Yes, but... can these two gentlemen farm?"
The people were grateful to Jin Feng and Wei Wuya, but also questioned whether they knew how to farm.
"Everyone, you are underestimating Dr. Wei. He is an expert in growing medicinal materials and farming."
The postman said: "Mr. Wei harvested more than 720 kilograms of rice from three acres of rice this spring!"
"Oh my God! One acre of land weighs more than two hundred kilograms?"
The people stared wide-eyed.
The reason why rice is difficult to popularize is firstly because it is delicate and requires constant watering, and secondly because the yield is too low.
If you work hard, you can harvest more than 100 kilograms from one acre of land, which is considered a high yield.
This still carries the weight of the rice husk, and it will be less if the husk is removed.
Wei Wuya can harvest more than two hundred kilograms of rice from one acre of land, which is far above the average.
"Brother, what kind of improved seeds did Mr. Jin find for Doctor Wei that can produce so much rice?"
Food is the most important thing for the people. The people were originally very interested in the war in Qin, but when they heard that the rice grown by Wei Wuya could produce more than two hundred kilograms per acre, they became even more curious about it.
Before the postman officially started working, he went to Xihewan for surprise training. Jin Feng explained at the training meeting that the postman's current main task is to promote the agricultural knowledge in the third section.
Hearing this, he said: "The improved seeds Mr. Jin found can only be tested next year. What Mr. Wei used this year is the common rice seeds in Dakang."
"Then how could he harvest so much grain?" the people asked.
"Because of fertilization!" replied the postman.
“What is retting?”
Common people, you look at me and I look at you, but you don’t know what it means.
Dakang currently does not have the conditions to produce chemical fertilizers. When people clean their latrines, they pour manure into the ground, which is considered fertilization.
Let’s not talk about the utilization rate of this method of fertilization, nor whether it is scientific. The key point is that the amount of farmyard manure is too small.
How much manure can a family save in a year? How much land can they water?
It’s not that people don’t have the awareness to fertilize, it’s that they don’t have fertilizer.
I heard that Jin Feng had found a way to make fertilizer, and I immediately became interested.
"Don't worry, everyone, I'm going to tell you how to fertilize now!"
The postman turned the newspaper to the third section and began to think of ways to fertilize it.
There is no technical content in retting, there are only a few simple steps, and the postman finished it quickly.
"Master, please say it again. I didn't hear you clearly just now."
The people standing behind the wooden platform shouted.
"Okay, then everyone stop talking and I'll read it again."
When the people calmed down, the postman recited the steps of fertilization several times, and then put down the newspaper after confirming that the people had learned it. www.八一zw.????m
"My husband said before I came here that winter is a good time to use pond mud to fertilize. You can do it when you get back. It's best to spread the fertilizer into the fields when planting next year!" the postman reminded.
This is also the reason why Jin Feng put the retting method in the first section of the agricultural section.
When precipitation drops in autumn and winter, many ponds will dry up.
The mud at the bottom of the pond is the raw material for retting. Now is a good time to dig out the pond mud.
If you miss this time, you will have to wait until next year.
Although he obtained Champa rice seeds, testing and breeding will take time, and next year's spring plowing will definitely not be able to catch up. He can only temporarily increase grain production through retting.
"In addition to pond mud, the plant ash after burning firewood is also a good fertilizer. You can mix it into it." The postman reminded again.
"remember!"
"I didn't expect Mr. Jin and Doctor Wei to know how to farm!"
"What else did Mr. Jin say?"
After the people remembered the method of retting, they asked questions one after another.
"My husband also wrote a little poem. You'd better memorize it!"
The postman took out a new piece of paper from his small backpack and pasted it on the notice board next to the wooden platform.
Jin Feng originally planned to print the twenty-four solar terms songs in newspapers, but considering that the people in villages and towns did not go to the market, and when they went to the market, they would not encounter the postman reading the twenty-four solar terms songs, he simply asked the printing factory to work overtime to rush the production.
A batch of leaflets were sent out and posted in various places where newspapers were read.
The leaflet has songs and annotations for the twenty-four solar terms printed on the top, and a simple calendar printed on the bottom.
In this way, people can see it no matter when they come over, and they can ask the postman to explain it again.