Chapter 89
The new rice was really fragrant and delicious, and Qin Shao felt his appetite growing.

Now he can eat two large bowls of rice and many vegetables for each meal.

But fortunately, he has grown a lot taller, otherwise he would only eat and not grow taller, and he would probably grow sideways.

The third son is also very good at eating now. After more than half a year, this kid has grown a lot taller.

He doesn't wear much of his previous clothes.

Han Jinrong made clothes for changing seasons.

Wang Yin's figure is also much stronger, because he has been working in the fields before, and the former fair-skinned youth has now become a black and strong boy.

It shows more heroism.

But he is very happy, he has always been very disgusted that others regard him as a little boy, in fact, he deliberately turned himself black.

With the sweet potatoes harvested, the entire year's crop is harvested.

The output of 8 mu of sweet potatoes is 218 shi, which is very good.

No wonder sweet potatoes and potatoes are spiritual food during famine years, and the yield is indeed high.

When they harvested sweet potatoes, many people from Zhang Dazhuang's village went to see it, and people from other nearby villages also came to hear the news.

It seems that everyone has seen such a big sweet potato for the first time.

One by one is like watching a show.

There are still many people asking about the seed method of sweet potato.

Zhang Dazhuang also became a popular person in the village, and he was approached by people when he went out.

Qin Shao was a little puzzled. In his memory, sweet potatoes should have been introduced to Daming in the middle and late Ming Dynasty.

I don't know why there are sweet potatoes in Huguang during this period, but the potatoes have not been seen yet.

He asked the old man Zhu, and the old man said that he had been to many places, and he only planted sweet potatoes in the area around Huguang. In many other places, including Shangjing, sweet potatoes are still rare.

Qin Shao was a little moved. Now that the peace is not long now, he has not yet obtained a scholar. If he can come and go freely and bring the sweet potatoes to Shangjing, he might be able to sell them at a good price.

Now I can only consider selling nearby.

Too many sweet potatoes are not easy to store, so we can only dig two cellars to store some of them.

The other Qin Shaorang bought them out.

In a good year, 1 tael of silver and 2 shi of grain.

Now the famine year has just passed, 1.3 taels of silver and 2 stones of silver.

The current market price of sweet potatoes is 260 Wen per shi, which is nearly 1 Wen more expensive than in good years.

It is mainly sweet potatoes that block hunger and are very popular among the poor.

Moreover, their sweet potatoes are twice the size of those on the market, and they are sold directly for 300 ren, and many people are rushing to buy them.

Qin Shao didn't quite understand it at first, but later he heard that many people said that the high yield of their sweet potatoes was due to the good seeds of sweet potatoes, which caused many people to rush to buy them.

In the end, the sweet potatoes were sold for 35 taels of silver. This season's harvest, sweet potatoes accounted for the majority.

According to his seed method, the sweet potatoes of Zhang Dazhuang's family had a good harvest, and Qin Shao gave them a lot.

Their grain cellar is now full.

"Master! It's been so many years, and this year our family can finally have a full year!"

Zhang Dazhuang came over to deliver food a few days ago to thank Qin Shao.

After hearing his words, Qin Shao felt a little sad.

"After planting the wheat, you can rest in winter."

Qin Shao laughed.

Although they look hard, but for Zhang Dazhuang they may feel that this is already a happy life.

"Growing wheat? Isn't it planted in March and April next year?"

Zhang Dazhuang was a little puzzled.

This Mr. Qin's farming is always different from theirs. I don't know what new farming methods he has come up with.

Qin Shao was a little puzzled.

After listening to Zhang Dazhuang, I understood that spring wheat is generally grown here in Anlu Prefecture.

That is, planting in March and April of the next year, and harvesting in July and August.

In Qin Shao's previous life, he lived in the north, where they planted at the end of October and harvested in April and May of the next year. Although the production cycle is long, the flour is strong and delicious.

Qin Shao asked Zhang Dazhuang to plant wheat in November and wait for the harvest in April and May of the next year, so that the dry land can rest for a month or two before planting sweet potatoes, corn and other crops.

Otherwise, spring wheat will be harvested in July and August, and crops such as corn will be planted next. The land will not have time to rest, which will also affect the yield.

……

After planting the winter wheat, the farmland has completely rested, and it is almost mid-November.
This year's winter is extraordinarily cold. It has just entered the middle of November, and the sky has begun to snow a little.

Xiaosanzi is a real southerner, and there has never been snow in their place.

He was very excited when he saw snow for the first time.

Fortunately, during the autumn harvest, Qin Shao had already started to build a kang.

The so-called warm kang was actually seen by Qin Shao in some areas in the Northeast in his previous life.

In the south, especially the Huguang area south of the Yangtze River, the winter is actually very cold and humid, but there is no habit of using heated kang.

The local people's way of heating in winter is to occasionally burn a fire, completely relying on death!

In Daming these days, even cooking in the city is done by burning fires, and heating kangs is just right.

Qin Shao found several craftsmen to do the work, and at first told them how to do it, but he couldn't explain it clearly.

Later, after drawing drawings and explaining them to them, they finally made it.

The four rooms where they slept were all equipped with heated kangs. Because the kitchen was burning every day, the heat would be wasted if not used. The room next to the kitchen was also equipped with heated kangs, so that the heat could pass through.

Wang Yin and Xiaosanzi originally refused to give up and didn't want to spend money, but Qin Shao insisted.

Labor is cheap these days, and it doesn't cost much.

And this year, everyone has been busy in the field, and it's been very hard.

They work hard to make money, and making money is originally for enjoyment.

Moreover, the beds these days are simple, and if they are made into kangs, they will not burn in hot weather, so they can also be used as beds.

The old man Zhu is not young anymore. Qin Shao worried that he would have a hard winter, so he suggested that he do it too.

But he refused, the old man felt that it was too troublesome, and he was also an authentic southerner, and he had never used the kang.

With the cold these days, Qin Shao's house started to burn the kang, not only sleeping warm, but also the room is warm.

After I wish the old man went to their house to experience it, he regretted it and wanted to get a kang.

He also wanted to keep warm in the study. He read and painted, and spent most of his time in the study.

Qin Shao had no choice but to find a craftsman to help cut the kang. Because of the cold weather, the craftsman asked for extra wages, and the old man didn't care.

The new kang was still a little wet when it was finished, and it took several days to dry out. I wish the old man slept on the kang.

After sleeping all night, he ran to Qin Shao the next day and said he couldn't sleep at night.

"Siming, why am I like a pancake? If I sleep again, I will be cooked."

The old man Zhu pointed to the red mark on his body and said.

Qin Shao felt baffled, why did this old man have so many red marks while sleeping on a kang.

After asking the reason, I found out that the old man had burned the kang for too long to keep warm, and it was too hot to sleep at night.

"I said it doesn't take that long to burn. I think you only need to burn two sticks of firewood. The master said that would not be warm, so he asked me to burn half a bundle of firewood."

Guan Lu muttered.

Qin Shao wanted to laugh a little!
I wish the old man was really dull in life besides reading and composing poetry.

Qin Shao explained the situation to the old man Zhu, and told him not to burn too much firewood when it was not too cold.

Then told to put a few pots of water in the room with heating kang, to avoid the air is too dry, easy to get angry.

The old man Zhu listened to him very much. After using it for two days, he felt very comfortable and kept boasting.

I also wrote a letter back to my hometown to introduce the benefits of heating kang, and asked my family to get one for my old father. This thing is too practical for the elderly in winter!
Tea is burning in the stove, and the roasted sweet potatoes on the stove give off a tempting sweet smell.

In the yard, Wang Yin had nothing to do, he was clearing the snow and exercising his body. From time to time in the yard, there was the chattering of the mistress and the collision of weapons and belongings. The two probably started to exchange ideas again.

Han Jinrong took out the stove to make the fire hotter, and refilled Qin Shao's cup with tea from time to time.

Qin Shao sipped tea while reading a book, enjoying the pleasant moment.

After a while, the noise in the yard stopped, and there was a hasty knock on the gate.

Qin Shao's ears are sensitive and he noticed something different.

He stood up vigilantly, and soon there was a sound of quick steps.

(End of this chapter)

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