mtl008 Chapter 170 High Yield per Mu
Chapter 170 High Yield per Mu
Chen Li squatted by the field, weighing each rice ear in his hand.
This ear of rice was really three to five times heavier than the previous ears of rice, just as Xiaojia and Xiaoyi had told him.
No, or rather five or six times heavier.
According to this estimate, could it be possible that the rice yield per mu be more than a thousand kilograms?
It's unbelievable...
"Master Chen, how is it?" Tian Youyou walked over to him.
Chen Li rubbed the rice ears and asked, "Miss Tian, your high-yield rice...how much is the yield per mu?"
Tian Youyou raised her chin and looked at the villagers and yamen runners who were cutting grass. "They are already harvesting. When they finish harvesting and threshing, we can know the answer by weighing it."
The main thing is that she can’t tell for sure now.
Chen Li thought, yes, I can just weigh it later.
But now he was full of curiosity, "Can it weigh a thousand pounds?"
Tian Youyou reserved, "You'll know after you weigh it."
They both had some reservations, but the villagers did farm all year round and their estimates of yields were very accurate.
Mr. Fan took the children to stand on the edge of the field, first letting them feel the joy of the people's harvest, and then asked for a small piece of land and let them go down one by one to experience the hard work.
He sighed, "If you want to make a country strong, you must first enrich the people. If you want to enrich the people, you must first educate the people. Your Xiaohegou Village is not simple."
Tian Shounian was very happy listening to his words. He was the Muramasa now and he felt proud of it.
With strength in numbers, all the rice was harvested in one day.
In order to calculate the yield per mu, the villagers threshed another mu of rice.
Because the rice grains have not been dried yet and have a lot of moisture, they weigh more than 1,500 kilograms.
After it’s dried, it will weigh at least 1,200 kilograms.
"The yield per mu is one thousand two hundred kilograms!!!" Chen Li's mouth was open and he couldn't close it at all.
One thousand two hundred kilograms, a yield per mu that I never dared to dream of.
Chen Li didn't know how he got back to the county government office.
Mrs. Chen rushed over immediately and patted his back. "Sir, we went to Xiaohegou Village to harvest rice today. How was the yield per mu?"
"Ma'am, you would never imagine..."
Mrs. Chen kept moving her hands and smiled, "What's so unexpected about this? High yield... more than 400 kilograms?"
Chen Li shook his head, "More than that."
"More than that?" Mrs. Chen showed joy on her face, "How much more than 500 kilograms?"
Chen Li still shook his head.
"Or more?" Mrs. Chen hesitated. "Six hundred?"
Chen Li didn't let her guess anymore. He pulled Madam Chen in front of him and said, "It's 1,200 kilograms."
Mrs. Chen yelled, "What?"
She repeated incredulously, "One thousand two hundred pounds?"
"One thousand two hundred pounds?!" she repeated.
"Qinzhou Prefecture...it's only about 340 pounds, right?"
Chen Li nodded, "Qinzhou Prefecture only has more than 340 kilograms, but today Xiaohegou Village has an output of 1,200 kilograms per mu."
Mrs. Chen asked in confusion, "Is this really the yield of one acre of land?"
"Don't...don't make a mistake."
"The yield per mu of spring farming must be reported to the court. If there is a mistake..."
That is a capital crime.
"It should be correct." said Chen Li.
"Anyway, the autumn harvest will take some time. After the harvest, it will be time to collect the grain tax. As long as the people can pay the tax, there will be no problem."
One thousand two hundred kilograms, with a 20% tax, that would be two hundred and forty kilograms.
The taxes alone are enough to offset the previous per-acre yield.
The more Mrs. Chen thought about it, the more she sighed, "I don't know where Tian You's high-yield rice seeds came from..."
Chen Li didn't care. "It doesn't matter where she comes from, as long as she can make the people live a good life."
"That's the truth." Mrs. Chen nodded.
"Isn't Tian Youyou's father, the village chief of Xiaohegou Village, Tian Shounian, going to take the college entrance examination?"
"Shouldn't we set off for the capital city in a few days?"
The academy examination was held in the prefecture. The papers were the same in every prefecture, but the grading was done by the different prefectures in turn.
Chen Li nodded, "Youyou should go to the capital with her father."
Mrs. Chen squeezed his hand and said, "I mean, should we talk to the prefect about this..."
"No need." Chen Li refused directly. "Mr. Fan who teaches in Xiaohegou Village is not an ordinary person. The students he teaches don't need these."
The rice and beans in Xiaohegou Village have been harvested.
The average rice yield per mu is 1,320 kilograms, and the bean yield is 540 kilograms.
What surprised Chen Li was that as soon as the rice in Xiaohegou Village was harvested, the soil was turned over and watered... and within a few days, rice seedlings were planted again.
They actually plant rice twice a year, just like in Qinzhou Prefecture.
However, Tian Youyou told him that she was just trying it out, and if it worked, she would let other villages follow suit next year.
Yang Hua began to run around to other villages to arrange a good harvest for the people.
The farmers buy all the new beans harvested from each village.
Before, I bought it at the food market for three cents per pound.
Tian Youyou asked Yang Hua to buy beans from the people at the price of four cents.
With this calculation, the people could earn two taels of silver per acre of beans, and after paying more than four hundred coins in taxes, they could still have one tael, seven hundred coins left.
As for rice, if the yield per mu is 1,300 kilograms, the tax paid is 260 kilograms, and there is 1,040 kilograms left.
There are only so many left in an acre of land. If I sell it, I can get at least ten taels of silver.
The Jerusalem artichokes have not been harvested yet.
Tian Youyou did not interfere in these matters. She wanted to take Tian Shounian to the provincial capital to take part in the college entrance examination.
By the way, the rice from Baiyun Manor and Youran Manor was also harvested.
Tian Shounian packed a few summer clothes and two coats, and the rest were books and the four treasures of the study.
The ox cart was leisurely riding on the country road. Just as it left the village, it met Tian Xingxue.
Tian Xingxue was accompanied by Tian Shoucun and Tian Shouquan, and the two of them accompanied Tian Xingxue to the provincial capital to take the exam.
During this period, all the family money was spent on Tian Xingxue, and there was no extra money to rent a carriage, so they could only walk to the provincial capital.
In order to reach the provincial capital on time, they set out five days in advance.
Tian Youyou had to go to two farms to harvest crops, so she arrived five days earlier.
"It's really ridiculous that he's still taking the college entrance examination at such an old age." Tian Shoucun seemed to be muttering softly, but his voice was actually very loud.
Tian Shouquan smiled and said, "Maybe he is lucky...
"What's the use of having good luck?!" Tian Shoucun spat unhappily, "The college entrance examination doesn't rely on luck."
"That's right." Tian Xingxue echoed.
The look he gave me was full of disdain.
He had been very hurt by Mr. Fan's words before, but when he returned to the county school later, the teacher said that he was already one of the best children of his age and that he should not compare himself with others, which made him regain his confidence.
He has studied hard for many years and is determined to pass the entrance examination.
And Tian Shounian has only studied for a few months, and he wants to take the college entrance examination?
Go ahead and daydream!