More than 10,000 kilograms of rice is enough to feed the Duan family until the year after next.
In addition to the rice, there were also various grains such as wheat and beans that had not been harvested. Qiao Lan suddenly realized that her granary could not hold so much grain! There was a room in the backyard adjacent to the kitchen for storing sundries.
Even if this ten thousand kilograms of rice can be packed in, there will be no room left to pack other things.
Just when Qiao Lan was worried about having too much food, news spread about the Duan family's rice yield of 400 kilograms per mu.
The Duan family asks villagers to help weigh and measure the grain, and then Duan Mingjing summarizes it!
Duan Mingjing said it himself that the yield per mu was 400 kilograms.
Farmers throw food on the land all day long, and they know very well how much food the fields can harvest every year.
In a year with good weather and good weather, it is good to harvest two hundred kilograms of rice per acre. If there are natural disasters and insect pests, it is good to harvest more than one hundred kilograms.
The best is no more than 200 kilograms. This family can harvest 400 kilograms of grain from one acre of land, but this has doubled!
If the food in their fields could grow so much, they wouldn't have to tighten their belts to get by!
Duan Kunshan couldn't sit still after hearing the news, so he personally came to Duan's house to ask whether it was true or not.
Qiao Lan's response is of course true!
They are all piled up in her backyard!
Many villagers in Duanjia Village did not want money and said they wanted the Duanjia's grain to go back to sow seeds. Qiao Lan agreed to all of them.
"We have harvested so much grain, we need to report this to the county!" Duan Kunshan said excitedly.
County?
In previous years, when the Duan family came back to worship their ancestors, many scholars from the county came to visit. Especially in the year when Duan Yuexiu returned to his hometown, the county magistrate personally visited the Duan family.
Later, the news of Duan Yuexiu's death from illness was known to everyone in the county. After everyone lamented, it can be said that the person left was relieved.
Qiao Lan has never dealt with county officials. In the TV series, there are both good officials like Bao Qingtian and corrupt officials like He Shen. Bao Qingtian is just one of them. Although some officials are neither good nor bad, but
Qiao Lan was even more afraid of meeting that corrupt official.
High grain yield is a good thing, but Qiao Lan is worried about having to deal with the county magistrate.
Then he asked Duan Kunshan: "I just returned to my old house. I don't know the situation in the county. I have also heard about the county grandpa. Does the village chief know the county grandpa's temper?"
Duan Kunshan stroked his beard and comforted Qiao Lan and said, "Don't worry, old lady. Although the county magistrate just took office this year, he has a good temper!"
"I went to the county last month and heard someone say that a fisherman who was fishing in the lake capsized his boat, leaving an orphan and widowed family at home. The county magistrate allocated money to their family to repair their house and gave them money."
Hearing Duan Kunshan's praise, Qiao Lan felt a little relieved.
Even if the county magistrate is a bad person, he is still a man of honor!
In this way, Duan Kunshan reported the news that the Duan family's land had a yield of 400 kilograms per mu, and informed the county government official.
About ten days ago, Mrs. Song had already spread the news to Yanghuai while going to the county to buy vegetables.
The news that the yield per mu is 400 kilograms is big or small!
Decades ago, there was a farmer in the south who planted three hundred and fifty kilograms of rice on one acre of land. News spread, and the farmer was even rewarded by the court.
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At dawn the next day, people from the county government arrived.
Qiao Lan had just finished breakfast and was about to go to the field, when she heard Mrs. Wang come to her room and say that the county magistrate was here, and many officials were also here.
Qiao Lan quickly changed into plain and clean clothes and left the yard.
Met the young county magistrate of Lantian County!
A young man wearing a dove gray round-collared robe, with regular features and a friendly face.
Qiao Lan hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, "I have met you, sir."
Cheng Yao's voice was friendly, "Old madam, there is no need to be polite."
If Cheng Yao heard the news yesterday that the yield per acre was 400 kilograms, he was still a little skeptical and felt that the news was exaggerated.
Cheng Yao inquired about the situation of the Duan family yesterday and found out that the Duan family had returned from the capital. After returning home, they caused quite a stir in the village because they took back their fields.
It cannot be ruled out that this is a trick deliberately played by the Duan family in order to return to the capital.
But since he saw the chickens running away from the cage one after another in the Duan family's back slope, Cheng Yao felt that this matter had become more credible.
It seems that it is not difficult to raise each chicken so strong and healthy on such a small slope and grow so much food!
When a guest came to the house, Qiao Lan had to be more or less polite, "Have you had breakfast, sir? Do you want some light food?"
After entering the yard, Cheng Yao carefully looked at the men, women, and children of the Duan family. They were all in high spirits, and they didn't look like they couldn't afford to eat. With two hundred acres of land and a mountain of chickens in the backyard, they didn't belong to poor families.
Thinking of the Duan family's farming skills and the smell wafting from the kitchen, Cheng Yao nodded in agreement without ceremony.
Cheng Yao: "I had breakfast when I went out, but the rice yield per acre is more than 400 kilograms. I want to try the 400 kilograms of rice grown by the old lady."
The Duan family has already started eating this rice by themselves, so it is not a difficult task.
After hearing this, Qiao Lan asked her daughter-in-law to go to the kitchen to prepare some rice for the adult to taste, and then took a group of people to the place where the Duan family stored grain.
Without anyone from the Duan family taking action, the county officials stepped forward one by one to help weigh out the rice.
After asking how many acres of rice the Duan family planted, and looking at the unhusked rice in the house, it was indeed 400 jins per acre, or even more than 400 jins.
This rice was just harvested this year, and some of it has not yet been dried. The smell and color are fresh.
Maybe the food in a room was not trustworthy enough, so Cheng Yao asked Qiao Lan to take him to the fields to look at the fields where the Duan family grew rice.
The remaining rice stalks in some fields have been processed by Qiao Lan and pressed into the ground to stick firmly to the mud.
Cheng Yao looked at it with something new in his eyes: "Old madam, is there any secret to handling this rice stalk?"
There's no trick either.
"Sir, when these rice stalks rot, they can fertilize the ground."
Cheng Yao nodded and kept it in mind.
After looking at the empty rice fields, Cheng Yao asked Qiao Lan to lead him to look at other grains. In every field the group went to, the crops in the fields grew strong and energetic, and were arranged neatly, better than those in the fields next to them.
Much better.
The doubts in Cheng Yao's heart completely disappeared.
Cheng Yao: "Does the old lady have any tips for farming?"
Qiao Lan: “There is no secret to farming, it’s just watering and fertilizing.”
There is no secret, just eat enough, drink enough, get enough sunshine and you will grow well!
Cheng Yao pursed his lips and chuckled. He knew that farming requires watering and fertilizing, but there must be rules for watering and fertilizing. Farmers in the world will water and fertilize. After all, they rely on God for food.
Cheng Yao didn't know whether the old lady of the Duan family was pretending to be confused because she didn't want to tell anyone the secret recipe, or whether she was just lucky enough to be able to grow so much food.
Before Cheng Yao could ask, Qiao Lan volunteered, "I'll take you to see the fat in my field!"