"Aunt Xia, I want a piece of land and plant something myself."

On that day, Zhou Ming found Aunt Xia and told me something.

"There are so many land, but what do you want to plant?" Aunt Xia asked in confusion.

“Grow some food.”

"There are still several tanks of food at home, and it's enough to eat for a while."

"I'm not a plant for food. I want to set up a test field to do a yield test."

"Test field...yield experiment?"

Aunt Xia looked confused and didn't know what Zhou Ming was talking about, but she still brought him to the ground and let him choose one among the many abandoned lands.

Originally, Zhou Ming was worried that these wastelands were all owners and could not be planted casually, but Aunt Xia told him that the wastelands in the village could be planted casually, and good land would not work. After the wasteland was abandoned, you could only use them casually if the original owner did not continue to plant them.

Only then did Zhou Ming realize that because this plane is endless and vast, the land is quite cheap and not valued, as long as you plant it, you can encircle it anyway. There are landlords, but there are almost no tenant farmers.

In order to compete for the hunting ground, Limburg Village often frictions with several surrounding villages due to the ownership of prey.

So in a large area of ​​wasteland, Zhou Ming found a good land with a remaining land with a sufficient amount of land and less than 10 meters away from the stream, and wrapped a mu of them and started a production test.

Farming is just two words to say, but it is a systematic project to do it.

First of all, it is tilling, which is a heavy physical work.

Because there are no large oxen to use (even if there is one, it is mainly used to transport goods and cannot cultivate the land at all), Zhou Ming first used a hard wood to build a wooden plow, then carried it to the ground, acted as a "manual ox" and completed the plowing work.

During this process, Xia Xiaoyan, who was responsible for the plow, felt extremely distressed. When Zhou Ming stopped to rest several times, he said, "Shanhe, let's stop working. There are so many wheat at home, so you don't need to plant it anymore."

She thought Zhou Ming didn't want to see her father's expression and planned to be independent.

"I'm not tired."

Zhou Ming shook his head. He had been practicing for a while and it had been quite effective. In the explosive state, a bull's power can be used, but it cannot last long.

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

The second is to select seeds and sow seeds.

I borrowed 100 kilograms of wheat from Aunt Xia, and through several methods, I chose 10 kilograms of good seeds, and then used my own small sowing cart to take it to the ground. In less than half a day, I completed the sowing work.

After sowing the seeds, Xia Xiaoyan thought it would be over, but she didn't expect that the busyness had just begun.

fertilizer.

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

First, a toilet was built to collect human and animal feces (there are toilets in this world, but limited to the city), and then the yellow mud by the river, humus in the forest, and the remaining wood ash in the stove... all became the objects of collection.

Then, mix these things, stir, dry them, condense into fine particles, and then release them into the wheat fields, just in time for the jointing period of wheat seedlings.

Xia Xiaoyan, who followed Zhou Ming to work on these things, complained that he would not take her around to play, and he had to endure the rumors from the villagers.

"Has Zhang Shanhe been possessed by evil spirits? He has been doing strange things recently."

"He must be crazy! He picked up all the feces on the ground and treated them as treasures."

"Uncle Xia, please take Zhang Shanhe to the monk's place to see. He must be a demon protecting his body. He even dug the mud in the river home."

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

Xia Xiaoyan also cared for and felt deeply worried many times: "Shanhe, are you okay?"

"It's okay, don't worry about what others say behind the scenes. In two months, everyone will understand."

Zhou Ming said lightly, giving her a look of peace of mind.

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

The grass in the wheat field should be hoed frequently, at least twice, and at a drought and critical growth node (such as the heading stage), the wheat field should be watered.

Therefore, Zhou Ming used his master's level woodworking craftsmanship to make a manpower pump. Because it looks like a flying dragon, it is called a "water dragon machine" to water the wheat field. This ingenious water dragon machine attracted the attention of hundreds of villagers and the discussions throughout the village for many days.

Although most villagers still believe that Zhang Shanhe was possessed by the evil demon, some villagers think that things are not that simple. If the evil demon possesses them, people can become so smart and powerful, and they also want to be possessed.

When I saw Zhang Shanhe in the backyard of Xia’s family all day long, he tinted some strange things, giving people a feeling of being unaware of them. Many villagers who were familiar with Zhang Shanhe began to feel that he had become unfamiliar and could hardly recognize him.

And the last half month after the wheat field matured, I could hear the screams from the edge of the field almost every day.

The sharp screams of the old and young girls were exclaimed.

"Oh my god! The wheat in this field is too tall, a lot taller than ordinary wheat, and is even more powerful!"

"I count the wheat grains on this ear of wheat. 1, 2, 3...88 or 86? I'm almost dizzy. It's good to have forty or fifty grains of wheat! Each grain is so full!"

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

"Is this really the land planted by Zhang Shanhe? Aren't he a person who hasn't worked in the fields? He can plant any kind of land like this?"

"I've been a good person who has planted land for more than 40 years. Someone has planted land more than me. Is it a man?"

"Look at the land planted by Zhang Shanhe, what kind of evil demons is possessed by him. It is clearly possessed by gods and immortals, and the land planted by gods and immortals!"

When the golden wheat in the experimental field is fully mature and ready to be harvested.

The sun is bright and the weather is refreshing.

The breeze is gentle and very comfortable.

The whole village, the old, young and old women, as well as some old and young men, surrounded by three or four hundred people, whispered to each other, and marveled at the output.

"There must be 800 kilograms."

"900, at least 900 kilograms!"

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

"I think it will exceed 1,000 kilograms, and it will be above 1,300."

"1300? This is impossible. If we plant acre of land, we can only collect about 500 kilograms. This piece of land is equivalent to two pieces of land we plant?"

"I don't believe it either, it's up to 1,000 kilograms!" The woman held her arms and looked dissatisfied.

Zhou Ming, holding a sickle in his hand, stood on the ground, looked at the wheat field in front of him, and was full of golden color. Then he nodded to the aunts who came to help, and said, "Start harvest!"

"Okay!"

Several aunts bent down, waved their sickles, held the roots of the wheat straw, and cut them down one by one. Their techniques were simply and neat, with a smile on their faces.

The lively scene even caused many onlookers to itch, and they also brought sickles and joined the harvest army.

Halfway through the harvest of the wheat field, 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.

Two devices, one is a threshing machine, used for rapid threshing of wheat; the other is a windmill, which processes the mixed broken leaves and empty particles in the wheat grains to obtain cleaner wheat grains.

As soon as the two devices appeared, they attracted a lot of attention and were very surprised because the efficiency of the threshing machine is more than ten times that of an ordinary threshing machine. Not only does it save a lot of effort, the threshing machine is more thorough.

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

The busyness of a little bit of a day ended.

The exciting time has come!

All the golden wheat on this acre of land was harvested and threshed, and after it became 16 sacks placed on the ground, the yield became what people most looked forward to and cared about.

Even though someone has roughly guessed the yield based on experience, he still lifted the stone scale over, weighed it one by one, and then added up the quantity.

Total output: 1580 jin.

Boom ~

As soon as the data was released, there was a burst of roar around.

The young and old men who don’t usually go to the fields are fine, but they only think the yield is very high and it is magical.

The old and young women who often work in the field were shocked and then completely exploded.

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

"This acre of land is equivalent to planting three acres, how many dozen kilograms will it take?"

"How did this be done, how did it be done?"

"Zhang Shanhe, come and tell my aunt, how did you grow so much food?"

"Zhang Shanhe, my daughter Qiaoer is your wife. If you think it's not enough, I will marry my little daughter Yunyun and both daughters will marry you!"

"I am convinced. I am really not as good as Zhang Shanhe in this way, but I will not be willing to do so. I must learn how to farm Zhang Shanhe and defeat him! If he doesn't teach me, I can sacrifice my color appropriately."

The strong woman in her fifties showed a mouthful of crooked yellow teeth on her thick black face, and she smiled secretly.

...

After this day.

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

From being idle and not doing your job properly, to becoming smart, capable, diligent and hardworking.

The evil demon possessed him and became possessed by the gods.

The annoying poor boy has become a "good boy" who everyone greets warmly.

Xia Xiaoyan's worries increased even more, because in one day, there were countless "love rivals" in her life, and the matchmaker who came to the Xia family to propose marriage quickly wiped out the threshold. This made her feel a great sense of crisis and a little inferior. Zhang Shanhe, who suddenly became excellent, seemed to be a little bit more away from her than when she was not excellent.

After the particles returned to the warehouse, Zhou Ming shocked all the villagers of Linbao Village, and it was not yet the end.

The human shelling machine he invented has hundreds of times more efficient shelling for wheat grains than stone pounding.

The stone mill he invented can grind the wheat grains after being unshelled into powder, then add water to knead them into noodles to make delicious noodles.

He also built a bakery and baked the dough into soft bread. The taste and taste changed dough significantly compared to the original wheat rice.

After he taught the way of making and eating noodles and bread to the housewives in the village, in just a few days, noodles and bread quickly dominated the villagers' food structure and spread rapidly to the surrounding area.

In short, in the past four months, Zhou Ming's various actions have caused sensation again and again in the village of Linbao Village, shocking all the old and young men, young women...
Chapter completed!