In the morning, after Ju Zizhou introduced Gou to the construction site of the copper and iron furnace, he estimated the time and returned to Xianyang City.

Today, the spring plowing has completely ended, and the manure he had collected and processed before should be available.

"Men's monthly rations are calculated as one and a half stones. For 2,140 husbands, the monthly rations are required for 3,210 stones. The monthly rations are rationed in the last month, and the remaining 640 stones are still available. According to the consumption of last month, the rations for this month will still be..." The farmers' association calculated the grain rations for April.

After April, half of the time, all of them have begun to calculate the remaining rations for this month.

Afterwards, he would report the results to the prince.

——Although the nominal president of the Farmers Association is Xiong Qi, everyone only recognizes the prince's politics.

All, those who are responsible for calculating accounts, mastering the account books and distribution of materials must also be responsible to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

As he calculated, someone in the class room opened the door and came in: "Quan, the envoy of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has come and said he wanted to bring twenty people to throw manure! Go and persuade me quickly. You can't throw this thing into the fields, the crops will die!"

When Quan heard this, he frowned: "The envoy of His Highness the Crown Prince acted, of course, in accordance with His Highness's will, how could I persuade him!"

As he said, he blew the ink marks on the bamboo slips, rolled up the bamboo slips, and said, "What's more, do you really think that Your Highness the Prince will harm us?"

"But if the stool and drowning are poured into the fields, the crops will really die!" The visitor sighed and looked sad: "Why did Your Highness believe this person?"

"This man deceived the prince in time!" Quan said: "The prince will definitely not be detrimental to us!"

"What should I do?" said the visitor at a loss: "He said he wanted to pour twenty acres of land, and he chose to go upstairs close to the canal!"

"What?" Quan widened his eyes: "How can he let him spill it in the upper field? Old, take him to the lower field! Go to the lower field and spill it in the lower field, and the loss will be small!"

"But..." Jiuyou hesitated: "But he respected the orders of His Highness the Crown Prince... I dare not..."

The whole voice stopped and his anxious expression froze on his face.

He did not dare to disobey His Highness the envoy.

After gritting his teeth, thinking that the twenty acres of land were nearly forty stones of food, he finally made up his mind: "Let's go! Let's go with you, let's stop the messenger together!"

The so-called messenger is of course Ju Zizhou.

He went to the Farmers Association and pulled twenty husbands to pick up fertilizer and fertilizer with him. Of course, this was not because he could not complete the work himself, but to teach some people the skills of fertilizing.

The reason why only twenty acres of land were selected as the experimental field was because the manure was different from the wood ash fertilizer that was commonly used at this time, and people were afraid that people would not accept it.

As for the twenty acres of choice of Upperfield, which is connected together... this is mainly for publicity considerations - what he doesn't say himself, with the current speed of information dissemination, it is impossible for many people to know that he chose Upperfield. At that time, a high yield that exceeds people's imagination can be achieved will be able to drive people's enthusiasm for applying manure.

The husbands of twenty people are not very happy to do this when they pick manure and fertilize.

They murmured in a low voice that Ju Zizhou could not hear it clearly, but the tiny words such as "Peeing on the ground will die", "The food is too dirty and will kill crops", "The prince's messenger" have already made Ju Zizhou understand what they were thinking.

He coughed twice and said loudly: "Er Sanzi, apply fertilizer as I said. After applying fertilizer, you don't have to use grass and burn ash to fertilize the ground!"

"Yi." Sparse and without any enthusiasm.

Ju Zizhou felt that if he had not been called Ying Zheng's envoy, these husbands might even come around and beat him up.

He sighed and slowly lowered his head to apply fertilizer.

At this time, several old men came trotted and saw Ju Zizhou and her husbands fertilizing and standing far away on the ground. They seemed to want to say something, but they didn't say anything.

Quan and Jiu were standing on the ground, anxiously looking at Ju Zizhou and her husband in the field, pouring the pile of food that had been accumulated for a long time, thinking in their hearts that they wanted to stop him and let him go down the field to water it, but their bodies were not in control, and they were motionless, and they couldn't even say anything.

‘Move! Move quickly! Just shout, and call him to go down the fields to harm the crops! Just shout him to get out!’ Everyone stood there, motionless.

The old eyes were fixed on Ju Zizhou.

Even the husband of twenty people who fertilized one piece were looking at Ju Zizhou.

They are all people with life experience and are both farmers, so although they have no knowledge, they also know that the urination and drowning cannot fall on the plants, otherwise the plants will be "burned" to death.

This is especially true for crops!

But Ju Zizhou still insisted on pouring these foods into the fields.

He took the will of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Although the members of the peasant association were very dissatisfied with Ju Zizhou, they could only do so and could only watch.

They looked at Ju Zizhou watering the land.

They followed Ju Zizhou to water the land.

They are not willing to water the land at all.

But things are still like all the unsatisfactory things in the past, and they dare not stop them, nor are they able to stop them.

So everything is moving in a direction they are reluctant to do.

In more than half an hour, Ju Zizhou and her husbands sprinkled 20 acres of manure.

He took off his clothes stained with dirt, took out his bulging purse, handed it to a husband in front of him, and said, "This is two hundred dollars, you can wait and go."

The husbands looked at Ju Zizhou, their eyes still looked humiliated and a little angry.

Ju Zizhou didn't care, but turned to look at Quan and Jiu.

He remembered these two people, who seemed to be the young leaders of the Farmers' Association.

Ju Zizhou thought for a while and said, "You two remember to enclose these twenty acres of land and weed and insect-kill them as usual. At the end of the year, I will report to His Royal Highness the Prince of Ming to give you a reward."

Still a good harvest?

Quanqi was trembling all over, but he heard himself laughing and said, "That's natural. There is no need for the envoy to worry about him. We naturally have to take good care of the envoy who personally watered the fertile fields. But don't blame the envoy. We are the common people, but we have limited ability, but if it's in the field..."

"If these twenty acres of land cannot be harvested well, or even have a bad harvest, you will not be responsible for the responsibility!" Ju Zizhou certainly knew their concerns, and he said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince knows my actions. If you have the credit, it is mine, and you also have the right to your prince. If you make mistakes, of course it will only be mine. It has nothing to do with you and your prince!"

Quan felt relieved when he saw Ju Zizhou talking like this, and he quickly put on a brighter smile: "Thank you, thank you, thank you..."

Ju Zizhou shook his head: "I want to thank you so I have provided twenty acres of land for me to provide."

He knew it was Ueda? His anger rose again in his heart.
Chapter completed!