Seeing Qiao Lan's cooperation, Cheng Yao showed a look of approval.
Duanjia's fat is very famous in Duanjia Village. When the weather is not hot, many nearby villagers come to watch.
It's not a good reputation, but a real bad reputation!
It may be better when the weather is cold. When spring comes, the spring breeze blows in your face, bringing not the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers in spring, but the indescribable stench of the manure pile.
The hotter the weather, the more intense and compelling it is, like now.
Qiao Lan took Cheng Yao and his group to the nearest fertile land. Before they reached the place dedicated to fattening, a strong stench hit their faces.
Qiao Lan often goes to the fields to deal with this thing, and she can smell the smell without changing her expression.
Cheng Yao had already covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, frowning slightly!
Qiao Lan took the lead and walked a dozen steps, pointing to the dark mound of soil and introducing: "Sir, that is the fertilizer in my field."
Cheng Yao followed up slowly, with a solemn expression, he put down his sleeves and nodded, his demeanor still intact.
The few clerks at the back were not as tolerant as Cheng Yao, and some of them vomited directly on the edge of the field.
The sound of vomiting is really not pleasant!
When one person vomits, others also want to vomit.
Cheng Yao held back the surge deep in his lungs and said, "Old madam, let's talk somewhere else first."
Hey, man!
Qiao Lan nodded in agreement.
The group of people walked slowly along the edge of the field, far away from the smelly dung pile, and the vomiting of the few clerks was relieved a lot.
Cheng Yao asked Qiao Lan a lot of questions based on what he saw and heard, such as what the compost pile was made of and what the details were about piling it up like this.
Qiao Lan said it out loud: "Sir, this manure pile is made of night incense. It was piled at the end of last year. A truck was sent over every two days. This year, there is enough fertilizer and there is less required."
"This fertilizer is mixed with wet soil, fallen leaves, wheat straw... Stir it up and pile it together. It will take more than two months to use. If you are preparing for spring plowing, you need to start composting in winter. In summer, it is faster to pile up.
One and a half months, watering and turning every ten days can make good fertilizer."
This high-yielding field indeed has its own unique know-how, even the fertilization is different from others.
Cheng Yao: "When should I apply this fertilizer?"
When it comes to fertilization, Qiao Lan talks about it very clearly. Fertilizer is applied before planting, after planting, and during fruiting. Qiao Lan talked about several different stages and even talked about several different methods.
fertilizer.
Let’s briefly talk about the three types of nitrogen fertilizer, potassium fertilizer and phosphorus fertilizer.
"... This fertilization is like drinking water to eat. When you are thirsty, you drink water, and when you are hungry, you eat. This patient has a bad appetite and has to cook some rice soup."
All three can fill the stomach, but they also have various effects. For example, nitrogen fertilizer can make leaves grow well, potassium fertilizer can prevent insect damage and crop lodging, making the fruits on fruit trees sweeter, and phosphorus fertilizer can root and resist drought, so that crops can bear more ears.
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All three are necessary. How to use them depends on the specific situation and local and timely conditions.
Hearing this, Cheng Yao's expression became much more serious. He didn't know that there were so many details to this fertilizer. It seemed that Mrs. Duan was quite accomplished in the field of fertilization.
Cheng Yao: "Are there three types of fertilizers in the manure pile?"
Qiao Lan: "All of them, some, not too much. It depends on what kind of fertilizer the crops are short of, and then you need to apply some more!"
Hearing various fertilizer recipes, Cheng Yao, as a parent official, could not help but look forward to it. High grain yield could become one of his political achievements.
Recalling the smell of fat he had just smelled at the edge of the field, Cheng Yao was shaken.
Finally she spoke: "Old lady, take me to see this place that specializes in fertilizer production!"
Qiao Lan agreed.
After a while...
A group of people squatted on the edge of the field and vomited violently.
Qiao Lan stood calmly on the edge of the field and lamented that this generation of young people is not good enough.
After looking at the fertilizer in the fields, Qiao Lan took Cheng Yao and his group back to Duan's house and boiled hot water for several people.
Cheng Yao took the tea bowl and thanked Qiao Lan: "Thank you, madam!"
Qiao Lan said with concern: "Your Majesty, you're welcome...drink more hot water!"
Cheng Yao nodded slightly.
After delivering the hot water, Qiao Lan went to the kitchen again and saw that her daughters-in-law had almost cooked the food.
The staple food is rice that was just harvested a few days ago and is steaming in the stove.
Qiao Lan glanced at the dishes placed beside the stove. The plain dish consisted of three or four plates of green vegetables, while the meat dish included two scrambled eggs, fried bacon and a bowl of chicken soup.
It is also an extremely rich meal when placed on the dining table of a wealthy family in Lantian County.
Mrs. Wang stepped forward: "Mom, we only have these dishes at home. I prepared some in a hurry..."
Qiao Lan: "Too many."
The Duan family's daughter-in-law and Mrs. Song, who were cooking in the back kitchen, both looked surprised, how could there be too many? There were seven or eight adult men in the county magistrate's party, would it be enough to eat if they didn't prepare more?
Qiao Lan: "Your Majesty, the magistrate doesn't have a good appetite. There are too many dishes. Prepare less. Just prepare half a plate. Don't put too much."
Mrs. Wang nodded, picked up a few more plates, picked out some vegetables, and arranged them a little.
Qiao Lan poured the fragrant chicken soup back into the crock pot next to her, "The magistrate has a bad appetite and can't eat anything heavy with oil."
"Mom, this chicken soup?"
"Save it for dinner!" Qiao Lan said, picking up another plate and putting half of the bacon back on it.
"Mom, is this appropriate?" Ms. Wang was a little confused.
"Why is it inappropriate?"
Although you are a customer when you come to your door, you still need to classify the customers into different categories. It is not advisable to eat and drink for free!
Although the county magistrate has a distinguished status, he does not pay for meals, let alone serving the people. There is no need for the family to pick out all the delicious food for him to eat.
Before leaving the kitchen, Qiao Lan added, "Don't take too much rice. Just give it half a bowl. If it's too much, they won't be able to eat it."
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Mrs. Wang obeyed her mother-in-law's instructions.
It was not yet time for lunch, so Wang felt that the magistrate was not very hungry, and her mother-in-law's instructions made sense.
After the dishes were put on the table, Wang stepped back.
After a while, when she went to the main room to clean up, she found that it was just as her mother-in-law said. The magistrate and the others only used some light side dishes, with a lot of scrambled eggs left, and only a few chopsticks were used on the plate of fried bacon.
How can I have the appetite to eat after just vomiting?
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What Cheng Yao was most concerned about was the recipe that Qiao Lan used for fertilizing. Cheng Yao felt that the high yield of grain in the Duan family's field was all due to this recipe, so he directly expressed his desire for the recipe.
Cheng Yao: "Mrs. Duan, it must be a great achievement to present this recipe to the court!"
Qiao Lan had a smile on her face.
That's what he said, but isn't it that the capital has not settled down yet?
In addition, this section of the home has another problem.
"Sir, do you know the reason why my Duan family came back from the capital?" Qiao Lan asked.
Cheng Yao: "Is it because there is trouble in the capital? Now that the rebellious officials and traitors have surrendered, the old lady does not need to worry."
Qiao Lan shook her head and told the truth, "Sir, the Duan family left Beijing because their home was confiscated."