The Leisurely Countryside of the Farmer’s Daughter-in-law

  Chapter 783 Harvest

  Yang Lan'er arranged for someone to dig potatoes first.

  The long-term workers saw that even the county magistrate came to supervise the harvest in person, which shows how precious these two new grains are potatoes and sweet potatoes.

  They were more careful when they lowered their hoes, for fear of digging up such precious seeds.

  At the same time, they were also secretly rejoicing in their hearts. The seeds stolen back this year were planted in the vegetable fields in front of and behind the house, but they were planted correctly.

  Although there are not many planted, we must keep all the seeds when we harvest, and we cannot eat any of them. Next year, as long as the family works harder, we will use the free time before and after eating and sleeping to open up more wasteland.

  Anyway, the Northland is vast and boundless, and there are not many other things, but there are many wastelands.

  The wasteland has been exempted from tax for three years, and it is said that this year another five-and-a-half-year tax policy was introduced. The imperial court is now strongly supporting the private reclamation of wasteland in order to achieve the purpose of increasing the number of acres of cultivated land.

  For the poor people at the lowest level of society, all the preferential policies promoted by the imperial court are empty, and the money will not reach their pockets in the end.

   But this year's decree has really benefited them a lot.

  Work hard this year to open up two or three acres of wasteland, and next year the whole family will be able to have enough food for half a year.

  Who doesn't want to work hard with such a big temptation? Unless it is a person who is too lazy to afford a mayfly!

  Yang Lan'er squatted down and picked up the potatoes that came out of the ridge. The size was barely satisfactory to her. After all, this land used to be wasteland, and it was only the first year of planting this year.

   Master Cheng looked at the potatoes as big as goose eggs and as small as eggs on the side of the ridge and asked, "Is this potato as big as Mr. Xiang satisfied?"

   "Well, it's expected." Yang Lan'er had noticed just now that there are quite a lot of potatoes under each plant.

   This is a manifestation of insufficient fertility of the land. If the fertility is sufficient... it is conceivable that the yield per mu is considerable!

   "What is the estimated yield per mu?"

  If it were an ordinary woman, Mrs. Cheng might not have asked this sentence. An ordinary lady can make people's jaws drop if they can clearly distinguish wheat seedlings from leeks.

   Not to mention evaluating the yield per mu!

   "Three hundred catties should be available. After one acre of land is finished, people will be weighed."

   "Okay, I am also eager to know the specific output."

  Yang Lan'er smiled, she also wanted to know how much these hundreds of acres of land could produce?

  Because both are eager to know how much to produce.

  The road manager concentrated his labor and dug out this mu of land first without much effort.

   The result was that, excluding the embryos, three hundred and a few kilograms were removed. This output made Mr. Cheng's blood boil with excitement.

  This output is high!

  This is a newly opened wasteland, if it is cultivated land, the yield will definitely be more impressive!

  Yang Lan'er calculated in her heart, now a catty here is sixteen taels, and if converted, one mu of real estate has more than 480 catties.

   Regarding the current productivity, it is really scary that wasteland can have such a high yield!

   Otherwise, why would the imperial court encourage farmers to open up wasteland?

  Master Cheng was excited for a long time, when he saw that Yang Laner was a woman but elegant and calm, this...

  Master Cheng blushed, "Mr. Xiang, will these egg-sized potatoes affect the quality of the seeds?"

  Yang Laner shook her head: "No, as long as there are germs."

   "germ?"

  The road steward brought a potato from behind and pointed to the eye of the potato. "The potato must be cut into pieces before it is buried in the soil. Every piece of potato must have this eye. It will sprout and grow into a seedling."

  How can you not understand such a simple and straightforward explanation!

  Master Cheng suddenly realized that insight into the world is knowledge, and the ancients did not deceive me!

  He suddenly remembered something again, "I heard that Mr. Xiang planted rice in this farm this year, and the planting was successful?"

   "Well, I haven't planted much, just the tidal flat by the river. When it's low-lying, it will be soaked in the water when it rains. It's a waste to put it there. I'll try it. I didn't expect it to succeed."

  Huang Yuan successfully planted rice, Yang Lan'er didn't want to hide it, she pointed out to him the tidal flat in the distance.

   It's over, and I feel shameless: "It's completely unintentional, Mr. Cheng!"

   "..."

  Master Cheng's eyelids twitched when he heard this, how could he be so kind to a person who wants to plant flowers and not bloom?

  He has struggled for countless years in the position of county magistrate.

  For frontier defense, General Qin doesn't need him.

  Agriculture, ashamed to say, has achieved nothing!

  Thinking of how the woman in front of her got her title, Master Cheng almost turned into lemon essence.

   Can't compare, can't compare.

   People are deader than people!

   Shop around and throw away!

but…

   She eats meat, no matter how he can drink some soup!

   "The officials will truthfully report this matter to His Majesty, and I will take credit for you! Your Majesty will just wait for your Majesty's reward!"

  Yang Laner nodded dispensably, and looked left and right. The secret of this matter may have been placed on His Majesty's royal case.

   Master Cheng looked at Yang Lan'er's absent-minded appearance, wishing to give her a few surprises!

  Facts are indeed as Yang Laner guessed, Emperor Yonghui holds a secret book in his hand.

  He was stumped at the moment!

  Yang Xiangjun's credit book is getting thicker and thicker, but he doesn't know how to reward her?

  The higher the title, the princess will be!

  During the Daying Dynasty, there was no precedent for a person with a foreign surname to be named princess.

   He couldn't afford the reward money.

   Besides, the national treasury is now empty, and the emperor's private treasury is not rich either!

   Husband learns from wife?

   To reward her husband?

  But that child is a member of the royal family, no matter how rewarding he is, he is still a prince?

  Sealed again, how could his sons let him go!

  I'm afraid he is regarded as a blocking stone, and I wish I could move away sooner!

  Emperor Yonghui told Gong Shun all his troubles.

  Gong Shun was shocked inwardly!

   Ouch! My mother!

   Is he stealing the emperor's mind?

  If the princes ask him about His Majesty's movements, will he stick to his position? Or is money touching people's hearts?

   Facing the longing eyes of Emperor Yonghui, Gong Shun wanted to cry but had no tears.

  In the expectation of Emperor Yonghui...

  In the end, Gong Shun was defeated.

   Forget it, when the son returns to Beijing, he will go to ask for more favors.

  Anyway, it’s a discussion once, and a discussion twice, don’t you have to make a trip?

   "Your Majesty..."

"Ok?"

  Gong Shun looked around, he and him were the only ones left in the hall.

   "It is definitely inappropriate to continue rewarding the Lord of the Township."

  Without a strong reason and a strong background, the nobles of the clan of the capital, civil servants and military generals will not pass!

but…

   "The son of Prince Mu is just the son of Prince Mu now!"

"Ok?…"

  Emperor Yonghui couldn't react for a while, and didn't understand.

   After a short while, the worry on his face dissipated, he nodded at him from a distance, clicked his tongue, and felt quite regretful: "You are more intelligent than Zhuge, how can you be a good man? If you can enter the imperial examination, your future will be..."

   "Your Majesty!"

   Gong Shun fell to the ground, his ferocious and distorted face almost touching the ground, please stop talking, if you continue to tempt me like this, the slave's ambition will come out of the cage like a beast!

   At that time, you can not blame! Don't regret it!

  Emperor Yonghui didn't know Gong Shunxin's inner struggle, but as an emperor, some mantras couldn't be changed just by changing them.

   "Okay, get up, I didn't blame you, go back to my private treasury, see what you like, I will reward you."

   "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward!"

   "Haha, waiter, the Mu Palace has been vacant for too long, and it's time to welcome its real owner!"