Urban Sims

"Aunt Xia, I want a piece of land to grow something myself."

On this day, Zhou Ming found Aunt Xia and told her something.

"There is plenty of land, but what do you want to plant?" Aunt Xia asked confused.

"Grow some food."

"There are several jars of food at home, enough to last for a while."

"I don't grow to eat. I want to build a test field to conduct yield tests."

"Test field...yield experiment?"

Aunt Xia looked confused and didn't know what Zhou Ming was talking about, but she still took him to the field and let him choose a piece of land among the many abandoned ones.

Zhou Ming was originally worried that these wastelands were owned by owners and could not be cultivated casually, but Aunt Xia told him that the wastelands in the village could be cultivated casually, but the good land could not be cultivated. After the wasteland was abandoned, if the original owner Only if you don’t continue to plant it can you use it as you like.

Only then did Zhou Ming realize that because this plane is endlessly vast, land is quite cheap and not taken seriously. As long as you can plant it, you can circle the land however you want. There are landlords, but there is almost no tenant farmer class.

In order to compete for hunting grounds, Limbao Village and several surrounding villages often have conflicts over the ownership of prey.

So in a large area of ​​wasteland, Zhou Ming found a piece of good land with acceptable residual soil fertility and less than 10 meters away from the stream. He circled an acre of it and began to conduct yield experiments.

Farming is just two words when spoken, but in practice it is a systematic project.

The first is plowing, which is heavy physical work.

Because there were no large-scale plowing oxen available (even if there were, they were mainly used to pull goods and could not plow the land at all), Zhou Ming first made a wooden plow out of a hard wood and then carried it to the field. He acted as a "human plowing ox" and completed the plowing work.

During this process, Xia Xiaoyan, who was in charge of helping the plow, felt extremely distressed. Several times when Zhou Ming stopped to rest, she said, "Shanhe, let's stop working. We have plenty of wheat at home, so you don't need to plant any more."

She thought Zhou Ming didn't want to see her father's face and planned to be independent on his own.

"I am not tired."

Zhou Ming shook his head. He had been practicing for a while, and it was already quite effective. In an explosive state, he could use the strength of an ox, but it couldn't last long.

So it took him two days to plow this acre of land.

The next step is seed selection and sowing.

I borrowed 100 kilograms of wheat from Aunt Xia, selected 10 kilograms of high-quality seeds through several methods, and then used a small sowing columbine I built to take it to the field. The sowing work was completed in less than half a day.

After the seeds were sown, Xia Xiaoyan thought that was the end, but she didn't expect that the busy work had just begun.

fertilizer.

For more than a month, Zhou Ming worked on this kind of thing every day.

First, a toilet was built to collect human and animal excrement (there are toilets in this world, but they are limited to cities), and then the yellow mud by the river, the humus soil in the forest, and the plant ash left in the stove... all became the objects of collection.

These things are then mixed, mixed, and dried in the sun. After condensing into fine particles, they are then spread into the wheat fields, just in time for the jointing stage of the wheat seedlings.

Xia Xiaoyan, who was busy doing these things with Zhou Ming, complained a little that he didn't take her to play around, and she still had to endure the rumors from the villagers.

"Is Zhang Shanhe possessed by evil spirits? He's been doing strange things lately."

"He must be crazy! He picks up all the feces on the ground and takes them home as if they are treasures."

"Uncle Xia, please take Zhang Shanhe to the monks to have a look. He must be a demon protector. He even digs out the mud from the river and brings it home."

"Is it possible that Tian Nier's incident made him completely crazy?"

Xia Xiaoyan also expressed deep concern many times: "Shanhe, are you okay?"

"It's okay. Don't worry about what others say behind your back. In two months, everyone will understand."

Zhou Ming said lightly and gave her a reassuring look.

Of course, Zhou Ming was not idle for a moment in the remaining two months.

The grass in the wheat field must be hoed frequently, at least twice, and the wheat field must be watered during droughts and key growth nodes (such as the heading period).

So Zhou Ming used his craftsman-level carpentry skills to build a human-powered water pump. Because it resembled a flying dragon, it was called a "water pump" and was used to water the wheat fields. This ingenious water pump attracted a lot of attention. Hundreds of villagers watched, and the whole village continued discussions for many days.

With the advent of the water dragon machine, although most villagers still believed that Zhang Shanhe was possessed by the evil demon, some villagers felt that the matter was not that simple. If people could become so smart and powerful after being possessed by the evil demon, they would also like to be possessed by the evil demon. Be possessed.

I saw Zhang Shanhe's "Ding Ding Dang Dang" and "哐哐 哧" in the backyard of the Xia family all day. He began to feel strange, almost unrecognizable.

In the last half month before the wheat field matured, you could hear exclamations coming from the edge of the field almost every day.

The characteristic shrill exclamations of young and old women.

"Oh my god! The wheat in this field grows so tall, much taller than ordinary wheat, and it's also very strong!"

"I'm counting the wheat grains on this ear of wheat. 1, 2, 3... 88 or 86? I'm almost dizzy. Generally, there are forty or fifty grains of wheat, which is pretty good! And every grain is so plump. !”

"When this land is harvested, I wonder how many kilograms of wheat can be harvested? 700 kilograms, 800 kilograms? It seems like more."

"Is this really the land that was cultivated by mountains and rivers? Isn't he someone who has never worked in the fields? He can just plant any kind of land and turn it into something like this?"

"I have been a good farmer for more than 40 years, but there is someone who has farmed more land than me. Is it a man?"

"Look at the land that Zhang Shanhe planted. He is possessed by some evil spirit. He is clearly possessed by a god. He is possessed by a god who cultivates the land!"

Wait until the golden wheat in the experimental field is fully mature and ready for harvest.

The sun is shining and the sky is refreshing.

The breeze was gentle and very comfortable.

All the young and old women in the village, as well as some young and old men, totaling three to four hundred people, gathered around the wheat field, whispering to each other, exclaiming, and speculating on the yield.

"800 pounds for sure."

"900, at least 900 pounds!"

"More than 900 kilograms, but not more than 1,000 kilograms."

"I think it will be more than 1,000 pounds, and above 1,300."

"1,300? This is impossible. We only get about 500 kilograms from one acre of land. Is this piece of land worth growing two pieces of land?"

"I don't believe it either. The maximum weight is 1,000 pounds!" The woman crossed her arms and looked dissatisfied.

Zhou Ming, holding a sickle in his hand, stood at the edge of the field and looked at the golden wheat field in front of him. He nodded to the aunties who came to help and said, "Start harvesting!"

"okay!"

Several aunts leaned down, brandished sickles, held the roots of the wheat stalks, and cut them down one by one. Their techniques were crisp and neat, with smiles on their faces.

The lively scene even made many onlookers feel itchy, so they also brought sickles and joined the harvesting army.

The wheat field was half harvested. Because of Zhou Ming's early reminder, Uncle Xia and his son Xia Hu carried two wooden devices from home and placed them in the wheat field.

There are two devices, one is a threshing machine, used for rapid threshing of wheat; the other is a windmill, which processes the broken leaves and empty grains mixed in the wheat grains to obtain relatively clean wheat grains.

As soon as the two devices appeared, they attracted a lot of attention, and they were very surprised, because the efficiency of the threshing machine was more than ten times that of the ordinary threshing machine, not only saving a lot of effort, but also threshing more thoroughly.

The windmill has given people a lot of inspiration. It turns out that the debris in the wheat grains can be dealt with in this way, which is both efficient and labor-saving.

Half a day's work is over.

The exciting time has arrived!

After all the golden wheat in this acre of land has been harvested and threshed, and turned into 16 sacks placed on the ground, the yield has become what people are most looking forward to and caring about.

Even though someone had roughly guessed the size of the output based on experience, they still brought the stone scale over, weighed the bags one by one, and then added up the quantities.

Total output: 1580 catties.

Boom~

As soon as the data was announced, there was an uproar.

Young and old men who don't usually go to the fields are fine. They just think the output is very high and magical.

The old and young women who often worked in the fields looked shocked, and then completely exploded.

"More than 1,500 kilograms, this... how is this possible?"

"This acre of land is equivalent to our three acres of land. How many kilograms more will it cost?"

“How is this done, how is it done?”

"Zhang Shanhe, come here and tell Auntie, how did you grow so much food here?"

"Zhang Shanhe, my daughter Qiao'er is your wife. If you don't think it's enough, I will marry my younger daughter to you again, and both daughters will marry you!"

"I'm convinced. In this kind of land, I really can't compare to Zhang Shanhe, but I won't give in. I must learn Na Zhang Shanhe's farming methods and then defeat him! If he doesn't teach me, I will sacrifice appropriately. It’s okay to change the color.”

This stocky woman in her fifties, with a thick, black face and a pair of crooked yellow teeth, smiled to herself.

…

After this day.

All the villagers in Limbao Village have undergone earth-shaking changes in their perception of Zhang Shanhe.

From being idle and not doing his job, he became smart, capable and diligent.

Possessed by demons, he became possessed by gods.

The annoying poor boy turned into a "good boy" whom everyone greeted warmly.

Xia Xiaoyan's worries increased even more, because in one day, the number of her "love rivals" increased by countless, and the matchmaker who came to Xia's family to propose marriage almost broke the threshold, which caused a great crisis in her heart. Feeling and a little inferior, Zhang Shanhe, who suddenly became outstanding, seemed to be farther away from her than when he was not outstanding.

After the pellets were returned to the warehouse, Zhou Ming's shock to all the villagers in Limbao Village was not over yet.

The human-powered shelling machine he invented was hundreds of times more efficient at shelling wheat grains than a stone huller.

The stone mill he invented can grind the shelled wheat grains into powder, add water and knead it into dough, making smooth and delicious noodles.

He also built a bakery and baked the dough into soft bread. Compared with the original wheat rice, the texture and taste have undergone earth-shaking changes.

After he taught the housewives in the village how to make and eat noodles and bread, noodles and bread quickly took a dominant position in the villagers' food structure and spread rapidly to the surrounding areas in just a few days.

In short, in these short four months, Zhou Ming's various actions created sensations again and again in Limbao Village, shocking all the young men and women again and again...

Farming madman, well deserved!