Daqin: When I return from sea, I will offer you a map of the world

Chapter 14 Farming
"You are Zhao Si?" Wang Li, who had escaped from his father Wang Ben's high-intensity pressure, became lively again, looking at the group in front of him with a little curiosity.

"Is there any demand for Kentian planting? Even though it is said, there are people preparing for it." Wang Li said.

"There is no requirement, just some field tools." Zhao Si replied, and then began to think about the planting of sweet potatoes, potatoes, corn and various crops.

How are potatoes grown?Cut into pieces and germinate the cut pieces.

The sweet potato cannot be cut into pieces, and the sweet potato is afraid of being damaged when cut into pieces. Plant the whole thing and wait for the sweet potato vine to grow before pinching the vine and planting.

Corn is simple, just sprinkle corn kernels inside.

The rest of the peppers and tomatoes are all kinds of things, just sprinkle them on the ground.

Zhao Si is not an agronomist, as long as he can make the seeds germinate, he really can't do the job of carefully managing the crops.

"How many fields do you need?" Wang Li asked.

"Hundred acres." Zhao Si pondered for a moment.

The sweet potato, corn and potato seeds he brought back from his trip this time are really quite a lot.

These three crops are particularly important, so they brought a lot of them, and each boat stored a part of them separately, fearing that some of the boats would become moldy, or the boat would capsize and the three seeds would be lost.

"Okay!" Wang Li immediately sent someone to inquire about the remaining land of the military station.

Lantian camp also has arable land, which is regarded as a military production area. Although the arable land is not too much compared with the Lantian camp in Nuoda, there are still more than ten slopes.

After waiting for a long time, Wang Li said, "Follow me."

"Second and third sons, follow me!" Zhao Si went to greet the crew who followed him to Xianyang.

A group of crew members each carried the crop seeds brought down from the boat, and a group of seven to eighty people cheered and followed behind Wang Li.

Wang Li was curious, and wanted to take a look at the magic of overseas grains that were said to yield [-] catties per mu, but considering his own image, he didn't turn around and take a sneak peek.

The group of people walked for about half an hour, and came to a valley. The valley area is very large, with mountains on both sides, and the terrain is slightly lower, but it does not affect the sunlight. There are also drainage ditches and reservoirs built by manpower, which are well cultivated. The arable land has been tilted several times.

Zhao Si noticed that wheat had already been planted here, and now it was sprouting green.

It's April now, and the weather is suitable, but the place has been cultivated for a long time. Wheat has a long growth cycle and is planted early. Generally speaking, it is planted early before spring, and a bumper harvest can be ushered in in May and June of the lunar calendar.

And right now, the wheat in this area has already headed, depending on the distance from maturity, there is not much left.

"Except!" Wang Li waved his hand, signaling the soldiers to move.

A soldier did not question it, but felt a little regretful. After waiting for more than a month, this batch of wheat will be ready for a bumper harvest.

They are just ordinary soldiers serving the army, and their family also farms for a living, and they have always carefully managed their own fields. How could they dare to think that the wheat that has grown so well has already been eared, and they have to be forced to get rid of it?

But it's just a pity, the military law of the Qin Dynasty is very strict, and the professionalism of the Qin army is also very high. They picked up the farm tools, put on the cattle, and were ready to act.

"Wait a minute, general!" Zhao Si said suddenly.

"Let's reclaim the wasteland..." Zhao Si was not considered a Holy Mother, but he couldn't bear to see the hundreds of acres of fertile land that was about to be harvested being destroyed like this. To put it bluntly, his mentality had not changed.

"Why?" Wang Li turned around and asked.

"Sweet potatoes and potatoes can also be grown in wasteland, so it doesn't affect it." Zhao Si replied.

Sweet potatoes, apart from the yield, are notoriously durable.

As for corn, it can also be grown in barren fields, just compare the yield of standard barren field wheat when harvesting.

Wang Li didn't insist on his own opinion either, what Zhao Si said was what.

These three kinds of crops are all moored from the sea, which is unheard of and unseen.

Wang Ben had already told Wang Li that he would do whatever he asked for.

Wang Li is out of character, but he is not a fool. Their father and son play a supervisory role.

To put it bluntly, it's hard to say whether these three kinds of seeds from the sea are real or not, and it's hard to say whether they can even be planted. Wang Li even subconsciously connected Zhao Si with alchemists like Xu Fu.

Wang Li is not sure if it is true or not, but Wang Li knows that he has no credit for the emergence of these three kinds of crops. If he can’t grow them, there is something blocking him or he doesn’t cooperate. It’s too easy for the other party to smear him. up.

"Can!"

Wang Li took Zhao Si and his party to reclaim wasteland.

After finding the boundaries of the land, Wang Li brought in oxen and plow tools.

Zhao Si and his party were in a hurry.

They are sailors, and after a few years, life on land can be said to be pitiful.

He went to sea with Xu Fu since he was a child. Although Xu Fu also followed him to reclaim the land, there was still a long way to go before becoming a qualified old farmer.

A group of sailors can be said to be uneven but average, and even disagree on how to use large plows. There is no way, I have never seen such a big plow before.

After witnessing some chaos, Wang Li sent someone to take over the work of Zhao Si and his party to help them reclaim wasteland.

Leaving a kind of crew standing in a slightly embarrassed position.

Zhao Si and Jing looked at each other for a long time and laughed.

"I clearly remember that..."

Everyone is talking at once.

In fact, it's not that they don't know how to farm at all, but everyone has a very shallow and one-sided impression of farming.

Time has made them forget a lot, and they can only remember a few words.

Fragmentary memories, seven or eighty people, can't be compared, so there are differences.

It's just that no one wants to admit that the children who come out of the soil can't even grow the land well.

But farming is something that is both difficult and easy to say.

You can learn to farm the land just by reading it once, but if you want to plant the land well, it may take ten or twenty years of knowledge.

With the help of soldiers sent by Wang Li, Zhao Si and his party did not stay idle, but went to cut potatoes in advance to facilitate planting later.

As for the rest of the crop seeds, they are also picked out to dry.

Zhao Si himself sat under the tree in a panic and looked at the farming methods of this era.

As far as the eye can see, it is quite a classic Er Niu raising the bar.

That is to say, the plow is huge, with a horizontal bar on it, and the two oxen carry the bar on the shoulders, that is, the two oxen lift the bar.

Zhao Si also keenly noticed that the plow shafts of the plow tools at this time were still straight shafts.

"When was Quyuanli invented? It never existed in this era." Zhao Si pondered.

Zhao Si's hands-on ability is average, and he has no experience of rubbing Quyuanli, but he has seen Quyuanli. There are still two Quyuanli in his hometown. Grandpa's generation was a farm tool, and now it is purely used The old antique was lost in the cowshed.

In the countryside in the new century, it is normal for there to be no cows or pigs in the cow shed or pigsty.

There will probably be a pile of sundries that seem to be useful but useless.

When I was very young, the cowshed with piles of messy things was Zhao Si's childhood treasure.

(End of this chapter)