The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

The first sweet potato finally showed its head, saying that it was huge, because it was probably thick with the arms of ordinary children.

Naturally, this cannot be compared with the huge and thick sweet potatoes of later generations. Fang Jifan gradually cut through the soil, just like a lotus root shaped long sweet potato, which was completely exposed to the eyes.

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Several captains opened their eyes wide.

In fact, before, they were not unplanned.

It was only then that most of the sweet potatoes had not yet been formed, and they were only used to record and observe their habits.

This is one.

Continue to plan ...

Under this vine, another sweet potato connected to this sweet potato showed its prototype.

This sweet potato ... looks more like a potato. If it is compared to human beings, then it is probably more like the first long sweet potato, more like the teacher Mr. Pan.

Fang Jifan comforts himself, and Teacher Pan is also good. After all, concentration is the essence.

After the second tree is completely exposed, there will be ...

A seedling is a large bunch. Although it is not as good as a grape, a plant can produce dozens of fruits. However, this seedling produces five sweet potatoes.

There are big and small, and one, even smaller than the egg, this child ... er, obviously not saved.

It can be large, but the lotus root is thick, and it is an inch long.

Fang Jifan's eyes were bright, he picked them up together and shouted, "Scale!"

The captains had been prepared for a long time, and they brought the scales, so they were busy picking them.

The captain who adjusted the scales diligently, with a flash of light in his eyes, said: "One hundred households, there are three catties."

Three catties ...

If it is a sweet potato of later generations, a few sweet potatoes come down, I am afraid it will not be less than five pounds.

But Fang Jifan is still happy, and this effect has far exceeded his expectations.

There are hundreds of plants on this large acre.

As a result, everyone's eyes were squinted, and Fang Jifan's brain was also ignorant. He used to have a good computing power, but ... now he needs to constantly convert units. The most important thing is that in a hurry, he is a little excited and confused Yeah, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it!"

"Five for five, two for ten ..."

The captains did not dare to be indifferent, pinched their fingers one after another and began to pinch.

It was at this time that someone took off the back basket on his back and said excitedly: "I have an abacus, I have an abacus."

Removed the abacus from the back basket and crackled for a while.

For a long time, Fang Jifan was impatient: "Is it calculated?"

"..."

What I get is silence ...

Fang Jifan almost rolled his eyes. The students taught by the physical education teacher are better than you.

Fang Jifan gritted his teeth, but his mind was still messy, not even bothering, he waited.

After a while, someone finally said: "Twenty-five stones ... This acre is twenty-five stones."

"No." Someone said with excitement: "It is twenty-six stones, but probably twenty-six stones."

Their voices were shaking.

This world is crazy.

This is even more conservative than Fang Jifan's conservative estimate, but Fang Jifan has more than five or six stones, but Fang Jifan is quite skeptical about their computing power, um, so he is depressed and continues to wait for the final result.

Zhang Xin, who had been silent for a long time, was also confused. He looked at the distant ridges in the distance, and the vines that could not see the end, the green potato leaves, under the warm sunshine, they were particularly dazzling, like Suddenly blinded his eyes.

"Yes, it is twenty-six stones."

Finally, an IQ Online captain finally determined after two consecutive calculations.

There are counts of seedlings inserted in each acre of land, especially in the fields of Xishan, which seedlings are damaged by insects and which are withered. Zhang Xin will take them to record every few days.

Therefore, everyone is very clear.

Twenty-six stones.

Daming continued with the Song system, and among the Song people's unit of measurement, one stone was 120 pounds.

Twenty-six stones ...

Fang Jifan's head was obviously still a bit dazed, and said tangled: "Nearly three thousand catties? Ah, no, it should be two thousand five hundred catties."

In the Ming Dynasty, one pound is about six hundred grams, and one pound is equal to sixteen two, so this is known as half a catty and eight two. It means that half a catty and eight two are equally important, and there is no difference.

crazy.

Although the output of acres of sweet potatoes in the later generations is about 6,000 to 10,000 catties, it is after all based on countless improvements and the use of a lot of fertilizers.

Although these sweet potatoes have been carefully cared for, especially the field in Nanlu, it is the most important test field of Baihusho, so the output may be higher, but ... 26 stone still far exceeds Fang Jifan's prediction estimate.

He thought it would be good to have sixteen or seven stones.

According to his temperament, brag about rounding, isn't it just twenty stones?

It was because Fang Jifan wanted the sweet potato to attract people's attention, and it was best to spread it at the fastest speed.

But now ...

Fang Jifan looked at Zhang Xin.

This guy really takes care of sweet potatoes as his own son.

Other than that, there is really no other explanation.

"Haha ... Thirty Stones." Fang Jifan shouted ecstatically.

A school lieutenant couldn't help saying: "Hundreds of households, not 30 stones, 26 stones ..."

Fang Jifan gave him a slap in the face. Fortunately, this slap was not heavy, but it was also very crisp. Fang Jifan said to him, "How many stones are they?"

The captain was busy covering his cheek: "Twenty-six ... no, thirty ..."

Thirty Stones ...

It must be declared that the 30 stones, too lazy to toss about anything and everything, if you want to promote sweet potatoes, the most important thing is to promote its huge output, under this huge output, enough to move everyone.

And once such a high-yielding crop comes out, after it is extended to thousands of households in the future, as to whether you can grow ten or twenty stones, or thirty stones, is it related to Fang Jifan? You do n’t know how to plant it yourself, anyway ... you have to bite to death, you ca n’t lose more than 30 pounds!

With the real estate in the northern land, the average wheat yield is no more than two or three stones. This comparison is ten times higher.

Fang Jifan laughed, and the school captains all said excitedly: "Hundreds of households are wise."

"Hundreds of households are also the gods of the world."

"I can wait for a hundred households to be pigs and dogs, and I am happy ..."

But at this time, a long scream interrupted everyone's opportunity to perform.

Zhang Xin's tears came out unstoppably. He shook his hands and screamed: "Xiaojie ... I became ... I became ... the hard work of these days is not in vain, there is no in vain ..."

He snapped and knelt directly into the soft mud, tears all over his face, his shoulders trembling.

"Do you want to hire a doctor?" Fang Jifan said with concern.

He suddenly felt that Zhang Xin ’s status in his mind had improved, and that the high yield of sweet potatoes was really indispensable. This guy from a son ’s elder brother actually became a farmer and even made trouble with his family. Turned over, every day is to dig in the ground with rolled trousers, from morning till night has not been idle.

In fact ... Sweet potato is of course important. Fang Jifan has the advantage of a traversal. It is very important to recognize the importance of sweet potato, but ... If there is not a capable person, and he really takes this field as his life, he usually takes out his heart It may not even be possible to achieve this result in three to five years.

Many things, even if they are in the right direction, may or may not be the case. The success or failure lies in the hearts of the people, and the willingness to do it with care.

Now looking at this guy rolling in the mud with grief, Fang Jifan sighed in his heart, moved, and touched with a little distress.

After Zhang Xin cried, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm fine, let's dig, all dig out. This acre of land will be collected today!"

Yes, the calculation is one thing, but how much can be harvested, but it is necessary to plan out the countless sweet potatoes in person.

Seeing Zhang Xin regained his spirit, everyone did not hesitate and immediately began to dig sweet potatoes.

They dare not use tools. Every sweet potato is precious. For them, it is their hard work. If you use tools, it will inevitably hurt the roots of sweet potatoes, so they will use their hands.

After a while, many people's hands became dirty. Www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Zhang Xin's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes.

The white face was no longer different from the ordinary old peasant. People are not only dark, but also the skin color has become a lot rougher. I used to wear a wide fish suit, with a silver belt that was awarded during the school year. , The whole person is handsome and straight.

But after a period of time, the captains of the Tuntian Institute began to realize that the wide fish suits, beautiful boots, and belts around the waist, even the swords slanting around the waist, became Impede their barriers to farming.

So, gradually, someone started to wear a short dress, just a short shirt, put on the bottom, put on the breeches directly, the boots were not worn, once the mud and water entered, it was surprisingly cumbersome, not to mention the need for Wrapped in a foot-wrapped cloth, after a day of work, I felt uncomfortable, so I changed to cloth shoes. The cloth shoes are convenient. If they are dirty, they will be dirty. Don't care.

Zhang Xin ’s image is probably the same. Pulling up the sleeves revealing two arms, the feet are breeches, the trousers under the knees have never been cleaned, a pair of cloth shoes, with mud on the shoes, the hands that were well maintained in the past, early Calluses started, as did all your eldest sons, who had slender nails, but now, the nails have long been smoothed, the nails are uneven, and there is no beauty to appreciate.

Against the sun, the weather is not hot, but many people are sweating and sweating. This is a group of 'stompers' who have been good at rolling in the mud. There are many people coming. One acre of sweet potatoes only uses Less than two hours later, the harvest has been completed.

"Twenty-six stones, nothing wrong."

Fang Jifan was already full of enthusiasm. He looked at the pile of sweet potatoes at the field, and finally made up his mind. He was very confident: "Find someone, go to the Annunciation, go to the Ministry of Annunciation!"

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