It's nice to have girls to worship, but work still has to be done. After a whole day of work, a large amount of various compost materials have been piled up on Fu Buer's land.
Wan Lihui already had sufficient experience in compost fermentation. He directed everyone to mash the messy garbage collected, mix it with the river mud, water plants, and cut grass, and then mix it with the food from Fu Fuji's hut.
The more than ten buckets of excrement and urine were mixed together and piled into piles, and the outside was sealed with soil. As long as they were turned over to maintain enough moisture, the compost would be ready for use in six or seven months - just in time.
Apply base fertilizer during the second spring plowing.
"There must be sufficient moisture in the compost, otherwise it will not be easy to mature." Wan Lihui explained the technical essentials to Fu Xi one by one: the compost should be piled loosely at the beginning, and then piled tightly when the temperature of the compost rises.
Always check the moisture content in the compost. He taught her a simple method to poke a dry wooden stick deep into the compost. If the stick is moist after a while and takes it out, it means the moisture is just right. Otherwise, the moisture content is just right.
Sprinkle water to moisturize.
"...but the water should not be too much. If you see dark smelly water flowing out from under the compost, it means there is too much water."
It is the rainy season in Lingao now, and it rains almost every two or three days. Wan Lihui asked them to get bamboo poles and straw to build a rain shelter for the compost.
A series of actions of Fu Buer's family became the talk of the village for a long time after dinner. Fu Buer was also doubtful about his actions, but he did not dare to question it openly. He just took the long-term worker and his son to soak in the paddy fields where they were preparing to transplant rice seedlings every day.
Turn the soil, apply base fertilizer, and repair ditches. At the same time, we wait for heaven and earth to bring the seedlings.
The order for the amount of seedlings has been allocated based on the sowing area reported by Wan Lihui. On this day, a wheelbarrow transport team came from Lingao, using the new wheelbarrow general-purpose agricultural cart "Zidian" from the vehicle factory. Zidian type
The wheelbarrow was manufactured by Li Chiqi and Jiang Muzhi based on the road conditions of Lingao, a variety of modern wheelbarrow styles, and combined with their own industrial capabilities. It has strong passability and large load-bearing capacity on ridge dirt roads.
.
There were boxes of rice seedlings on the car. When Fu Buer heard that the rice seedlings had arrived, he quickly put down his work to take a look. He was immediately attracted by the rice seedlings in the shallow wooden boxes - this is the legend.
Can one acre yield 500 to 600 kilograms of rice?
However, the quantity was too small! He estimated that these rice seedlings could not even be planted on 100 acres of land, and could only be planted on 60 to 70 acres at most. This was too deceptive! He thought of paddy fields.
God and Earth will refuse to plant all of it; they agree to plant only half of it, but the rice seedlings are obviously not enough!
Wan Lihui was startled by Fu Bu'er who ran up to him and yelled excitedly. Because he didn't know what he was talking about, he had to wait for Fu Xilai to translate with a smile before knowing his opinion.
"Not enough seedlings?" Wan Lihui thought this was impossible, and quickly ran over to look at the box containing the seedling trays. These seedlings were all large-spike non-compact varieties, and the seedlings were strong and had well-developed root systems - he understood.
"That's right," Wan Lihui said with a smile, "You and your master said that more rice seedlings does not mean high yield - just watch."
Jiang Muzhi, the leader of the transportation team, sent a letter from Ye Yuming. The letter indeed asked him to promote the sparse rice planting technology here in Fu Buer.
"What? You can reap more by sowing less? How can this be true in the world?"
Looking at Fu Fuji's doubtful expression, Wan Lihui knew that he would not believe in rice planting techniques such as "thin planting" before seeing the final results.
As the name suggests, sparse rice planting means appropriately reducing the number of seedlings per acre when transplanting rice. The purpose is to improve the field ecological environment, give full play to the advantages of rice's strong tillering ability, coordinate the growth contradiction between individuals and groups, and enhance the plant's stress resistance.
Increase yield; at the same time reduce rice production costs.
After adopting sparse planting, the demand for seedlings per acre can be greatly reduced, saving man-hours, seeds, fertilizers and seedling nursery facilities, and reducing production costs. When transplanting rice seedlings, since there are fewer seedlings per acre, the need for labor is also reduced.
Greatly reduced - especially suitable in places such as Hainan in the Ming Dynasty that lacked labor. Reducing labor per mu of farmland allowed more farming hours to be gained and full utilization of Lingao's water and heat resources.
In addition, sparse sowing can make rice grow into a more ideal plant shape and form large ears. After heading, the green leaves area is large, the light receiving posture is good, and the grain weight is increased. It promotes a high-yield structure that balances panicles, grains, and weight. Generally speaking,
The yield increase can reach 5-10%.
Rice sparse planting is a highly technical agricultural technology that requires very high levels of field management. Therefore, not all customers adopted the sparse planting method this time. Ye Yuming and others discussed it and finally selected Fu.
Fujia serves as a pilot. After all, Wan Lihui, the most experienced agricultural technician in rice cultivation, is here to provide guidance.
In order to ensure the success of sparse planting, Ye Yuming asked him in the letter to stay with Fu Buer's family for a while to ensure that they mastered the technology of sparse planting of rice trees.
"Sparse planting is good, but -" Wan Lihui looked at Jiang Muzhi doubtfully, wondering if he could accurately convey his meaning back to the Tiandihui, "This requires a lot of fertilizer - Damn
Farmers don’t have enough fertilizer.”
Sparse planting is not a panacea, nor is it simply a matter of reducing the number of transplanted seedlings and increasing the spacing. Generally speaking, 'fertile fields rely on growing, thin fields rely on planting'. That is to say, the soil quality is relatively barren and the fertility is very poor.
For plots of land, the transplanting density should be appropriately increased to increase the number of effective ears per acre. For plots with very fertile soil or with heavy fertilization, planting should be appropriately sparse. The fertility of Fujia's rice fields is generally poor. The soil fertility is barely passable for paddy fields.
It only accounts for half, and sparse planting without enough fertilizer is worse than dense planting.
"You don't have to worry about this," Jiang Muzhi said, "Commissioner Wu has already requisitioned more than ten tons of lignite from Nanbao to Bairencheng. He has also transported two ships of struvite from Dongsha Island. Is that enough?
"
Jiang Muzhi also told him good news. On a plot outside the county seat, the exploration team discovered a peat field. Peat is very suitable as fuel and fertilizer. And the advantage is that it is very close to Bairen City. Now the Ministry of Foreign Commerce is working with
The landowner negotiates to buy the land for mining.
"...the road from Bairen to Nanbao will be completely opened in a week. Our vehicle factory is rushing to work day and night with ox carts to transport coal. Once the road is opened, lignite will not come rolling in, let alone the one or two hundred acres of land you have here.
, the whole county is estimated to have enough." Jiang Muzhi said enthusiastically.
"So the fertilizer plant is just around the corner——"
"That's right, construction has actually started. I heard from Ye Yuming that they are currently working on civil construction. It will probably be soon."
"This is great." Wan Lihui thought, if I had known this, why would I have put so much effort into composting!
"By the way, Ye Yuming asked me to give you a message: There have been signs of sporadic bandits escaping in the local area recently. The patrol team is strengthening the investigation, and I want you to pay attention to your personal safety-"
"Damn!" Wan Lihui cursed, "I'm all alone here. There's not even anyone on duty to watch out, so how can I pay attention to safety?"
"Do you have a gun?"
"Yes, it's standard equipment for people traveling on business." Wan Lihui showed off a Smith & Wesson 9mm revolver, "but it only has six rounds of ammunition."
"Here is a box." Jiang Muzhi took out a paper box from his bag, which was a package of 24 rounds. "And this -" He took out a long stick-shaped object rolled up by a bundle of paper. There was a stick underneath.
Pointy bamboo sticks.
"Signal rocket."
This kind of rocket is a by-product of the Second Weapon Design Team headed by Lin Shenhe when they were working on uncontrolled rockets. The signal rocket rolled into a paper tube is launched by ignition and can reach a height of 200 meters. There is no parachute design, so it relies on daylight.
There is black smoke and fire lights at night to alert the police, so the signal does not last long. However, a few kilometers away from Meiyang Village is the fixed patrol route of the patrol team. Once a distress signal is detected, they will come in time. It is of little use, but it is better than nothing.
That's all.
"When I stick it in the ground and light it on fire, my head will probably be chopped off. I'd better hit my PHS." This place is already outside the edge of the PHS coverage area, benefiting from the clean radio environment of this time and space.
Since there are no high-rise buildings, the call distance of PHS is longer than in modern time and space. Wan Lihui's mobile phone can sometimes connect and sometimes cannot.
He murmured and took it over, and saw that there were six in total.
"It's the rainy season recently and it's easy to get damp. I'll give you a few more." These words made Wan Lihui feel even worse.
Watching the transport team drifting away on the field ridge, it started to rain again. The fields outside the village were empty, with few people, and in the distance were the gray sky and mountains... Wan Lihui had never felt anything like this before.
He is so lonely, it seems that he is the only one left in the world - can those people in novels who travel alone to different time and space really be able to endure such loneliness? At least he can still understand what he is saying.
What does five hundred partners mean?
After a dispute, Fu Buer desperately followed Wan Lihui's instructions and transplanted the rice seedlings sparsely.
The sparse seedlings in the paddy fields immediately became the laughing stock of the whole village. Several well-meaning tribesmen and relatives came to persuade them: farming matters have been passed down for thousands of years, why do Australians change it so casually? Just say that he is
Just because the crops are grown well in Bairen does not mean that they can be grown well here as well. Don’t just listen to other people’s deceptions and lose a year’s harvest in vain! Some people also suggest that Australians use “witchcraft” to achieve high yields.
After a few days, Fu Fuji's eyes were sunken. In order to avoid being raped by his wife again, he simply beat her as soon as he got home to save the energy of quarreling. Every time Fu Xi came to deliver food to Wan Lihui
They all smiled, it seemed that this was what she wished for.
"Why do you master always beat your wife?" Wan Lihui was confused by the housework that has been happening every day recently.
"It's not because of you." Fu Xi whispered.
"Me? I always pay for my meals."
"Haha, it's not about eating." Fu Xi laughed, "It's about farming..."
As he spoke, he told him all the recent rumors in the village, and Wan Lihui realized the seriousness of the matter. Although he did not read many miscellaneous books, he also knew that civilization may not defeat ignorance, and there will always be opposition from conservative forces to reform.
If no measures are taken to win the support of Fu's family, I am afraid that there will be a situation where "people take control of politics and interest". Tiandihui's agricultural promotion will be in vain.
In order to cheer up the Fu family, after Wan Lihui finished dinner, the Fu family sat in the yard, fanned themselves, drank some hay tea and talked. By the way, they also wanted to practice their Lingao dialect - you can't expect to be able to run anywhere.
There are native people who understand Mandarin to help.
At first, everyone was very reserved and didn't dare to speak. After a few days, they felt that these ten thousand leaders were very kind and had many anecdotes to listen to. Whatever they asked him, he would try his best to explain it to them. Gradually, everyone was willing to talk more.
After talking - except for Fu Buer's wife. She still refused to communicate with Wan Lihui face to face.
Within two or three days, Wan Lihui found out all the details of the Fu Buer family:
After all, small landowners like Fu Bu'er are quite diligent in their management. Most of these small landowners who gradually made their fortune from farmers are hardworking and thrifty, and have certain brains and agricultural planting techniques.
For example, he pays more attention to collecting fertilizers than other local farmers. Wan Lihui has seen more than once that local farmers throw their feces into the river and abandon it in the wild because they dislike the smell. This kind of thing is simply unacceptable to Wan Lihui, who comes from a farmer's family.
It's just imaginary. So Fu Buer's harvest is better than that of ordinary farmers. The yield of the rice he grows is about three hundred kilograms per mu.
If we rely on rice alone, we cannot support this large family, let alone the second richest man in the village - you must know that the richest man, Fu Yousan, has nearly 800 acres of farmland in his family.
How many heads does he have? Fu Buer's success today is due to the painstaking efforts of generations of people.
Although the Fu family has little money, they have raised four domestic boys, three boys and one girl. He does not have to work part-time or part-time, and is dedicated to such young children. The domestic boys are a one-time investment. After buying them, all they have to do is feed them. Although they have worked for several years
They can't do heavy work, but they can do side jobs. The older ones help in the fields, the younger ones raise ducks and feed pigs, and the girl helps his wife cook for the whole family. Relatively speaking, it saves food - what's more important is that long-term workers are here
Speak more obediently.
His main sideline is raising ducks - there are so many ducks that cannot be consumed locally. He made a special trip to Fucheng to find a chicken and duck shop, and agreed to buy ducks from him every three months. Raising ducks does not cost any feed, and
It doesn't require a lot of labor, and you can still get duck eggs. The profit from selling ducks is not huge - the businessmen in Qiongshan County bully such "country people" without mercy, but compared to the local farmers, he has
I have relatively flexible "cash" in my hands, and occasionally lend money to people in my village. The interest is not high, but I have to use land, farm tools, and cattle as collateral. This way I can almost make a sure profit without losing money. If the other party fails.
, it would be even better if he could annex his land. Fu Buer never rents land to others for planting. In his opinion, if he can harvest more than 300 catties from his own crops, and 200 catties from other people's crops, even if Dong Liu shares four
It's not worth it either.
In addition, it is saving money. Wan Lihui had only seen stories of rural miserly rich people in novels before, but he never expected to be around such a rich man. The Fu family only provided three meals when the farmers were busy, and usually only
Not to mention two meals, one is dry and the other is porridge. Eat dry rice in the morning so that you have the strength to work in the fields, and eat porridge in the evening - you are about to go to bed anyway, so you won't be hungry when you fall asleep.
Eating is completely treated equally. Whether it is the master himself or the domestic boy or the long-term worker, they all eat at the same table. Big pot rice, big pot dishes. As usual, there is pumpkin or sweet potato mixed in the rice or porridge. Meat, eggs, fish and other things
No - they all have to be sold for money. Occasionally, if there are duck eggs that cannot be sold, they are marinated in salt mud and eaten - of course, they must be so salty that they are almost impossible to eat, so that they can be eaten better.
.Only when the farming is busy, there will be meat or fish to eat, plus a meal of dried sweet potato rice.
Wan Lihui has to eat alone, and Fu Xi cooks it for him, and he pays according to the price in the agreement. Tiandi will give him 5 yuan for food every day. In the eyes of the Fu family and everyone in Meiyang Village, Wan Lihui
He ate better than the emperor: every meal was dry rice without any grains, including fish, chicken, duck, and some vegetables. Fu Xi often used duck eggs to cook for him. This kind of treatment made several elderly people in the village look at him.
It is said that Australians are so extravagant and extravagant that they will fall into ruin sooner or later. Some of their children are envious of them, and they are also taught a profound lesson: If they hadn't been prodigal, why would they have come all the way to this poor and remote place?
But Wan Lihui doesn't feel that his treatment is very good. He is not used to the first meal. What he eats on the farm is germ rice - an intermediate processed product of brown rice with the bran removed and the germ retained. It is thicker than commercial white rice -
I didn't feel comfortable with it at first, but I was even more uncomfortable eating brown rice here. There was always a lot left over from a bowl of dry rice. Every time when the dishes were put away, Wan Lihui would see the eyes of Fu Fuji's wife.
He watched Fu Xi without blinking as he took the leftovers to the kitchen.
"This mean old woman!" Wan Lihui scolded. Fu Buer's wife has not shown a good face to him so far - compared to men who are more sensitive to the development of the current situation, women are probably always slower in this regard.
"Humph, she wishes everyone could eat the chaffy vegetables and keep all the rice." Fu Xi whispered, "She said you were a liar. You deceived the master so much that he lost his mind, ruined the fields and crops, and wanted to kill her.
This family has ruined the land of the Haoshoufu family. They also said that you are a male vixen, which has fascinated the whole family." He said with a smile.
"Male vixen?" Wan Lihui thought depressingly, I am not the kind of pretty young lady with pink makeup and jade who can contribute to her chrysanthemums, so why did I get such a title?
"Yes, she had a fight with Sister Yijin last night, and she beat Sister Yijin to tears." Fu Xi pretended to be mysterious, "Do you know why?"