Chapter 1047: The Lazy and Bad Sister-in-law of a Blessed Farm Girl (42)

Everyone has a conditioned reflex. Whenever they see a crop they don’t recognize, they think it is a product of the Western Regions.

 But this is what Xu Yin wants.

 The Western Region is separated by mountains and rivers, and the roads are long. Most people will not really go there to seek confirmation.

"My lord, these are indeed the seeds from the Western Regions that a commoner woman bought in Chunzhou Prefecture. At that time, she felt that these seeds were very special, so she singled them out and planted two small ridges."

When the county magistrate heard that this was indeed the case, he quickly urged the yamen servant to go down and help: "What are you still doing? Go and help."

With more people and greater strength, two rows of corn and two rows of taro were harvested quickly.

 While weighing, Li Zheng noticed that the yield was high and low, and couldn't help but wonder: "What's going on? Is it related to the land?"

 Xu Yin touched her nose: "Oh, it's because of the fertilizer."

“Fertilizer? A new type of fertilizer was applied to one part? No fertilizer was applied to one part?”

“No, a new type of fertilizer was applied to one piece, and a more fertile fertilizer was applied to the other piece.”

Li Zheng's eyes almost popped out of his head, and his voice changed with excitement: "What? Is there any fat that is more powerful than the new fat?"

 Sounds like a tongue twister.

The county magistrate said: "This matter is not urgent..." because he already knew about the fertilizer, and he even took away a handful of castor beans for this purpose.

　　里正：“…”

 Is the fertilizer issue not urgent? So what's the hurry?

 Oh yes, high-yielding grain seeds! !

"Meng Jin's wife, what is the name of the red-skinned and sweet-tasting thing that Meng Jin sent to my house this morning? Can the yield per mu really reach ten stones?"

Xu Yin met their expectant eyes: "I also made an estimate. If you take out all the fruits of one seedling, it will weigh about twenty or thirty kilograms. It doesn't matter if you plant thirty or forty seedlings in one acre of land. The yield per mu will be enough." Ten stones?”

Li Zheng's eyes suddenly lit up: "So, if we plant more seedlings per acre, can the yield per acre be increased?"

“How big is a seedling? I can plant hundreds of seedlings in one acre of land!”

The county magistrate and Li Zheng looked at each other, their eyes gleaming with excitement, and they said in unison: "So, the yield per mu is expected to reach thirty stones?"

 Xu Yin was delighted: Yes! That's right! Three thousand kilograms is the standard sweet potato yield per mu for future generations! One thousand kilograms is the conservative figure she gave.

Even this conservative data makes the county magistrate and others very happy.

We didn’t even feel hot despite the golden autumn sun in the afternoon, and we had a lively chat around the sweet potato harvest.

  The small half ridge of sweet potatoes left in Xu Yin’s backyard was not saved after all.

The county magistrate took away most of them, and Li Zheng shamelessly begged a few of them away, leaving her with only a few kilograms for next year's seeds.

 After seeing off the county magistrate and Li Zheng, Xu Yin lazily sat on the recliner and did not want to get up: "I'm too tired! I'm too tired!"

 It’s so tiring to deal with people!

Cui Mengjin twisted a washcloth for her that had been treated with well water, gently put it on her face, and wiped her face gently. It was so comfortable that she wanted to sigh.

Looking at her as lazy as a cat, he said with a smile: "If you are tired, just lie down and rest for a while. What do you want to eat at night? I will do it."

 “Just eat the corn you just picked today, keep it simple.”

 “Well, can I cook you another winter melon and shrimp soup?”

“Okay.” That night, Xu Yin and his wife had a meal of fresh tender corn with refreshing and appetizing winter melon and shrimp skin soup.

At the same time, the county magistrate also rushed back to the county government office. As soon as he got home, he rushed into the study. He didn't care about eating. He wrote a letter to report about the sweet potatoes. By the way, he asked His Highness the Prince if anyone could give him the bag of seeds from the Western Regions that he sent last time. Has the human race come out? Some of them are high-yielding grains, and some are fresh vegetables and fruits. Here’s how to eat them... blah blah blah...

Not long after, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wrote back. This time the letter was different from the concise and concise words in the past. This time it was written for six pages. However, three pages criticized him for reporting too late!

It is said that people in Zhuangzi did not understand how to eat these new crops, so they harvested the green leaves as vegetables before the fruits grew.

 Ming County Magistrate Chen: “…”

I didn't catch the credit, and I was criticized ... Who was miserable?

 There was no other way, so Magistrate Chen had no choice but to come to Xu Yin and ask if he could leave some seeds from the Western Regions for him.

“The seeds that I brought back were wasted because the people on the farm didn’t know how to plant them.”

 Xu Yin wanted to give him a look, but she knew that it was probably a waste if she didn't write anything for so many days.

 Fortunately, she kept a handful in her hand, otherwise all her efforts would have been wasted.

"Sir, where is Zhuangzi? Why don't you let the women go and have a look? Maybe there is a chance of rescue."

 County Magistrate Chen: “…uh, in the capital.”

 Xu Yin: “…”

 Sister Dang didn’t say anything.

Not to mention that the road is far away, even if it is very close, the capital is the territory where the sister-in-law breaks into the dungeon. She can't even get away, so how can she take the initiative to run into it.

As a result, County Magistrate Chen came up with an excellent idea: That’s right! Mr. and Mrs. Cui are good at farming, and they have seeds from the Western Regions in their hands. Why not take them to the capital to farm in the village of His Highness the Crown Prince? In the field they are good at, if they help His Highness the Crown Prince solve their problems, His Highness the Crown Prince will definitely give them gold and land. That is much better than being an ordinary Dawa villager!

County Magistrate Chen stroked his beard, went back to write a letter, and reported this proposal to the Crown Prince. His Highness the Crown Prince readily agreed, but in order to prevent his brothers who coveted his position as Crown Prince from finding out about the trouble behind the matter, County Magistrate Chen asked him to use his wife and relatives as relatives. In the name of Mr. Cui, Mr. and Mrs. Cui were brought to Beijing.

Magistrate Chen came to deliver the good news to Xu Yin.

 Xu Yin: Listen to me, thank you—

She declined on the spot: "Mr. Chen, a civilian woman was born in the countryside since she was a child. She is used to life in the countryside. When she went to the capital, she was worried that she would not be acclimatized."

Magistrate Chen’s persuasion was fruitless, but he couldn’t force him. He was worried that if he pushed too hard, he would offend others and make things worse, so he might as well maintain the current status quo.

With this thought, Magistrate Chen said a few polite words and went back.

Xu Yin was puzzled. She thought it would take a lot of talking, but she didn't expect the county magistrate to be so reasonable? It seems that the emperor of the Daqi Dynasty is generally a wise king, otherwise the officials below would not pretend to be ordinary people at heart.

 Autumn comes and goes and another year comes.

Xu Yin’s family gave half of the lotus roots they harvested last year for planting in the collective lotus pond. Of course, it was not free of charge. It was counted as her work points. If the lotus roots sold well at the end of the year, she could get a lot of money.

 In addition to leaving some seeds for his own lotus pond, Xu Yin taught the women in the lotus root processing workshop how to make lotus root starch and gave the remaining lotus root starch to the county magistrate and his wife, along with some instructions on how to eat it.

The word 　　 was written by Comrade Xiao Jin.

 After more than a year of literacy classes, he has an excellent memory. He not only recognizes the common characters of this dynasty, but also learns how to write.

Xu Yin invited Lin Xiyun to come to her home to hold a literacy class. The original purpose was to help Comrade Xiaojin learn a few more words. Now that he has learned almost everything Lin Xiyun would know, there is no need to continue the literacy class. .

But after Xu Yin and Li Zheng discussed it, they built a school in Xiaowa Village and continued to ask Lin Xiyun to be a master to educate the children in the village.

 (End of this chapter)