Seeing that the sun looked very bright at noon, Zhu Wentian bent over and retreated slowly in the paddy field, planting rice seedlings as he retreated.
"Working makes me happy, working is glorious, and I have the right to work."
He muttered, beads of sweat dripping on the water.
When transplanting rice seedlings, all the people in the village, except those who are unable to work, come together to do the work.
When we retreated to the other side of the field, an older man handed over a water bowl, "Hanhan, take a sip of herbal tea."
"Hey" Zhu Wentian took the bowl, He drank it down, wiped the sweat with his arm, picked up a bunch of rice seedlings, and continued planting.
He prepares the herbal tea. He directly picks the ingredients that are available in the village and surrounding areas, and buys the ones that are not available at the pharmacy.
The villagers praised it one after another and drank cool drinks to relieve the heat.
Put it in and back again, and everyone will have a meal at noon. Wait until the sun sets before planting the rice seedlings, so as not to collapse in the field due to heat stroke.
Other nearby villages are doing the same work. This year, Xiaqiu Village rented livestock, which saved a lot of manpower and made the rice transplanting faster than in previous years.
It’s just that the people are not happy, and the water level of the river has dropped sharply.
It was a muggy day, but not a drop fell. I could see the grass wilting far away from the river.
Zhu Wentian knew that in another month, on the first day of June, Zhu Yuanzhang would go to the suburbs to pray for rain.
Historical records indicate that in the third year of Yun Hongwu, there was a drought in summer. On the first day of the fifth lunar month in June, I walked to pray at the suburban altar.
Stepping does not mean walking casually, but stepping out to make the Big Dipper move around, which is called Bu Gang Step Dou.
"Brother Hanhan, I'll give you some food." The little girl brought a big bowl to her.
"Hey" Zhu Wentian took the bowl and put it on the table, stroking the little girl's hair that was wet with sweat.
Everyone has rice noodles and cold rice noodles for lunch.
A lot of ingredients, cucumber shreds, coriander, garlic juice, mature vinegar, black bean sauce, boiled star anise water, pepper noodles, and sugar.
With braised mutton haggis and half a salted duck egg, the villagers enjoyed their meal happily.
“I didn’t eat such good food last year when I was transplanting rice. I boiled the rice and ate the pickles.”
Some villagers expressed emotion and said that they felt that the cold rice noodles became even more delicious.
“After plowing the land, people are so tired that they can’t recover for a long time. How can they have the strength to make rice noodles?”
The person next to him followed up and said that there are few animals, so people will pull them. plow.
"Eat more meat, work faster, work hard for two days, and plant them all."
As the man just said, he took a big mouthful of rice noodles, and then clicked. He spoke twice and his eyes narrowed with a smile.
In Xuancheng, it was also noon, but a group of officials had no intention of eating.
In Xuancheng there are the yamen of Xuancheng County and the yamen of Ningguo Mansion.
Xuancheng County is Fuguo County, and Li Zhixian is accompanying a group of people with higher official positions than him.
Prefect, Tongzhi, Tongpan, and Tuiguan, the lowest grade is the sixth grade, and he is from the sixth grade.
A group of officials watched in a confidential workshop, there are strings of rock candy with cotton ropes.
The rock sugar is big and the color is good. Compared with the foreign sugar bought next to it, the difference is clear.
"Foreigners are bad and make money from our Ming Dynasty." A general judge gritted his teeth.
"We should prepare brown sugar, white sugar made by us, white sugar from foreigners, our rock sugar, and rock sugar from foreigners, and submit a letter to the emperor."
Another judge clenched his fists. , as written on that piece of paper, Ming Dynasty wanted to make money from foreigners in turn.
Perhaps due to the hot weather, Magistrate Song's mouth was a little dry. He licked his lips, found a small piece of rock candy and put it in his mouth, feeling instantly sweet.
"Try it all, this is our own rock candy." He greeted everyone.
Everyone chooses a small piece and feels the sweetness together.
The governor of Zhengbapin asked in a low voice, "Can I buy some for my children at home?"
When the others heard this, their eyes lit up.
Yes, let’s buy it at the price of brown sugar after deducting the loss.
"Why don't we sell a batch and let's see if others are willing to buy the new rock candy when it is put on the market?"
The first person to speak will give an idea and make a profit first. .
Tongzhi said to the prefect, "Before sugar was made, no one could guarantee right or wrong. I raised the money to buy brown sugar and bought four hundred kilograms of brown sugar."
"I'm afraid. Let’s fight for profits with the people,” another Tongpan worried.
"Foreigners are the people. Our rock sugar is good. We sell it at the same price as foreign sugar. This is a move to benefit the people." The promoter retorted.
"Uh" The prefect was moved. Four hundred kilograms of brown sugar were used to make three hundred kilograms of rock sugar and a few kilograms of white sugar.
If you give the emperor a hundred catties of rock sugar and all the white sugar, can you sell the remaining two hundred catties of rock sugar for cents?
He hesitated, he struggled, he hesitated, and he gritted his teeth " Leave two hundred kilograms of rock sugar, and send the rest to the emperor. If not, we will take it home and eat it ourselves."
The officials nodded together, "Okay, if you are not allowed to sell it, we will take it back." Home, and then secretly ship the goods.
Originally, I waited for others to pay for it. After I succeeded in making something, I sent it to the superiors. I was commended and then used the money from the yamen to myself.
I don’t want money from the yamen, I want candy.
"Everyone remember to keep the secret and don't make your own sugar in private." Magistrate Song warned.
"Of course I don't dare." Everyone responded one after another, saying that the emperor would kill an official without blinking an eye.
"This summer has been dry. There has been no rain for many days. The small rivers have dried up and the big rivers are shallow.
The emperor was worried and sent the sugar together with the rape and ramie in Xiaqiu Village. Maybe it will relieve some of your worries.”
Tongzhi reminds you to hurry up and send it now, as soon as possible.
Everyone immediately went to prepare the question books. Half an hour later, a group of fast horses set off and headed straight to Nanjing, Yingtian Mansion.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and all the rice in Xiaqiu Village was planted.
The jute has not been planted yet. It will be planted when half of the rice is heading. The jute is now raising seedlings.
About ten days before rice harvestTopdress the fields and harvest the rice first.
Two days after harvesting the rice, topdress the confiscated jute, and then harvest the jute.
Now let’s deal with cotton, purple groundweed, and soybeans, water them when they need to be watered, and weed them when they need to be weeded.
Go back and plow the remaining 1,600 acres of newly opened land again, and wait for winter wheat to be planted in late autumn.
The local area is not suitable for growing spring wheat. In theory, it is feasible to plant wheat after the rice harvest and rice after the wheat harvest.
It’s actually too tiring and consumes a lot of fat.
After the winter wheat harvest, soybeans should be planted to nourish the land. You can also plant some more sorghum and keep it for eating.
If you have corn, peanuts, and sweet potatoes, you should plant them.
Zhu Wentian was driving a donkey cart in a daze, with buckets installed on the cart. The water level in the river had dropped again, and it was impossible to divert the canal to water the cotton.
Fortunately, there are many livestock, so no one is needed to carry water.
"Brother Hanhan, what are you thinking about?" The little girl sat on the side of the car next to her, blinking her big eyes.
"When to plant what, which one can be interplanted, what is the approximate yield, how much land is consumed, how to fertilize, hey hey hey"
Zhu Wentian came back to his senses and explained to the little girl.
"Hey hey hey" the little girl's eyes turned into crescent moons when she smiled.
When the donkey cart arrived, Zhu Wentian carried the bucket directly to the ditch, letting the water soak up and flow forward along the ditch.
The villagers all do this. We don’t have time to carry buckets of water to the fields and water them one by one. It will be exhausting.
If we don’t have a donkey cart, that’s probably the only way we can do it.
"After planting wheat and harvesting hemp this year, the village will make bamboo tubes. When planting cotton again, the bamboo tubes will be inserted. Let's think about what else can be done."
Zhu Wentian put it All the water pulled in the car was poured out, and he frowned and muttered as he walked back.
"Brother Hanhan, the village is very good now." The little girl comforted him. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website without anti-theft, free to find books and add books, you can join the qq group 952868558