"The prince misunderstood."

An old clan owed his body, "The farm is the property of the royal family. All clansmen can get some benefits from the farm by the blessing of the royal family. The prince naturally has the final say on what to plant in the farm. I have never seen corn before, and it is just a novelty."

"Yes, since the royal palace has given the order, we will let the tribe members plant it when the wheat is harvested." Another tribe elder said.

Liu Rang walked to the bag at this time, picked up a corn kernel from it and bit it, but his teeth hurt.

He couldn't help asking, "Prince, how should I eat this corn?"

Liu Jun smiled, "Anyway, there is nothing wrong in the afternoon, so I will make a corn cake for you personally to let you taste the taste."

Liu Rang was startled, "Your Majesty, you are the King of Jing, how can you cook yourself? Even if you make it, they don't have that big face to eat."

"We are already grateful for this kind of heart," said the elders of all the tribes in unison.

"Why do you find someone to do it?" Liu Jun thought for a while and knew that his tribe members would be ordered to plant corn.

But the confused seed and the convinced seed are different things.

That's why he insisted on making corn cake.

"It's so good." Liu Rang nodded and called a young man standing outside the door, "Prince, this is the dog Liu Xuan."

"Liu Xuan has met his cousin." When he came to Liu Jun, the young man bowed and bowed.

When Liu Rang heard this, he immediately said angrily: "Your Majesty is called in front of everyone, something unruly."

While speaking, he carefully looked at Liu Jun's face.

"It's okay, since you're at home, you don't need to be so particular." Liu Junhun didn't care.

Seeing Liu Xuan wearing a green silk robe, thick eyebrows and big eyes, he looked good and honest.

He asked Liu Xuan how old he was this year, where he was studying, etc.

Seeing Liu Jun's behavior, words and deeds did not treat Liu Xuan as an outsider, Liu Rang was so happy that he thorned his ears and his cheeks and couldn't close his smile.

After asking, Liu Xuanyou retreated to the lower house and stood there.

Liu Rang said: "What is the prince's order today? Just call him."

Nodding, Liu Jun suddenly saw the old men of other clans looking unhappy. He knew that they also wanted the children in the family to show their faces, but it was hard to say.

After a smile, he said to the elders of the clan: "Are you all the children in the family standing next to you?"

When the elders of the clan heard this, they immediately became energetic and understood it. They hurriedly asked the decent children and grandchildren who had already dressed up to greet him.

Liu Jun saw the names one by one, and more than thirty people came forward in a row.

"I am anxious this time. I forgot to bring things to the juniors in the clan, and I will make up for it when I go back."

After seeing everyone, he suddenly remembered this incident. In ancient times, he paid attention to the word "ritual", but he was rude when he came to the door empty-handed.

"The prince has already made the village shine brightly, how dare I hope to give me a lot of gifts?"

Liu Rang said respectfully that Liu Jun brought more surprises today than he had in the past forty years.

Everyone agreed again.

Liu Jun smiled and finally understood why the little prince was unwilling to come. It was too tiring to visit relatives.

By setting aside this, he said, "I almost forgot about corn cake."

After saying that, he turned to Liu Xuan, "Where is the stone mill?"

"Prince, please follow me." Liu Xuan was dull and said lazy. After asking, he stood still and said nothing.

Hearing this, he hurriedly reached out and signaled Liu Jun to follow him.

Hu Wei asked someone to carry a bag of corn to keep up.

In the side courtyard of Liu Rang's house, Liu Jun saw a stone mill, and a donkey was tied to the fence next to the stone mill.

I explained to Liu Xuan the process of grinding corn flour, mixing corn flour with flour, and then steaming it to Liu Xuan.

He asked Hu Wei to grab a handful of corn and lead everyone to the farm.

After all, this is the main thing that comes this time.

Walk along the dirt road in the village to the selling land outside the village.

When they learned that Liu Jun came, the Liu clan members came to watch the fun.

Those who are close to each other dare to come forward to greet each other, but those who are too far away from the genealogy just stand on the side of the road and bow to salute.

Passing by the house, although the wife and daughter of the clan did not dare to go out, they all looked at Liu Jun quietly through the cracks in the door.

When they met Liu Jun's gaze, they immediately closed the door in fear.

After walking not far, the group arrived at the farm of the royal palace.

Standing at the east end of Zhuangzi, Liu Jun saw a sea of ​​wheat, and could not see the end at first sight.

"On the east bank of the river, there are 3,000 mu of land in the royal palace and 2,000 mu of land on the west bank."

Liu Rang was responsible for managing the farmland, so he naturally knew the land in the royal palace very clearly.

"Five thousand acres." Liu Jun tskated his tongue. The size of the land in the Darong Dynasty was about the same as that in the contemporary era.

One acre of land is more than 660 square meters. From this perspective, he is the largest landlord in Jingyang City.

"These are all top-notch fertile fields. The fields in other places are produced by two or three stones per mu. The fields in our palace can reach nearly four stones." Liu Rang showed a proud look.

Liu Jun nodded. In ancient times, he relied on the weather to make a living. Without fertilizers and pesticides, it was normal to produce 200 kilograms per mu. It was impossible to have more than 800 kilograms like in modern times.

So, he said that a thousand pounds of corn yield per mu was shocked.

"When the wheat is harvested, 1,200 acres of land will be freed up to plant corn."

Liu Jun calculated that one acre of land would require about six kilograms of corn seeds.

This bag of corn can grow twenty acres of land.

A total of fifty bags of corn were needed for a thousand acres of land, and he could just send more than forty bags.

He will use the remaining 200 acres of land to raise seedlings for sweet potatoes and potatoes.

"Yes, prince, but how should this corn be cultivated?" Liu Rang asked.

"You guys look carefully."

Liu Jun grabbed three or four corn grains and asked Hu Wei to dig a hole as big as a bowl on the edge of the wheat field.

Throwing the corn kernels to the bottom of the pit, he backfilled the soil and stepped on it with his feet a few times.

Then, at a distance of thirty centimeters, he asked Hu Wei to dig a pit and planted it three times.

"You understand." Liu Jun said. Compared to wheat and rice, the method of planting corn is very simple.

Liu Rang nodded repeatedly, "It's easy to understand, and I will teach it to my tribe members when I go back."

"Are the land on the farms all the tribesmen farmed?" Liu Jun had wanted to ask a long time ago.

Looking at the elders of all clans, Liu Rang said, "That's true. There were many tribes who migrated to Jingzhou with their ancestors. Now there were all over Jingzhou. If there were those who were down and out, they would come to the village for help. If the number of people was small, they would be fine. The village could squeeze out some tribe fields for him to support himself. But later, the number of people was too large, and the village could not bear it. They had to rent the royal palace farm for them to farm."

"I see."

Liu Jun nodded, and this would be safer.

In ancient times, clan relations were very strong, and clan members were generally bound by clan rules and clan laws.

Sometimes the words of the patriarch are more effective than the orders of the court.

In this way, his teachings on the farm will be more secretive.

With just one word from him, the tribe members would not easily spread the corn.

After teaching everyone about growing corn, Liu Jun chatted with Liu Rang and other tribe elders while walking around the farm.

When he returned to the village, Liu Xuan had already steamed the corn cake with his maid at home, and the fragrance spread throughout the yard.

"Prince, the corn cake is ready."

Seeing Liu Jun come back, Liu Xuan ordered the maid to come up with pieces of steaming corn cakes.

"Try it for everyone." Liu Jun picked up a piece and the corn cake was delicious while it was hot.

Everyone had been looking forward to it for a long time and went to get the corn cake.

Liu Rang took a bite, his mouth full of fragrance, and his eyes immediately widened.

"Well, this corn cake is soft and sweet, and it is not greasy to eat. It is really a rare delicacy. When the corn grows, it will definitely be sold at a high price." Liu Rang looked excited.

The elders of other tribes nodded and praised them all.

The young tribe members even ate voraciously, for fear of taking less.

"Prince, there are still extra corn for the tribes to plant it, so that life will be easier in the future." An old clan begged.

Liu Jun smiled and said, "Since that's the case, I'll ask the servants of the royal palace to send more in a few days, but this matter cannot be told to outsiders for the time being."
Chapter completed!