Follow General Cao to mix the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 164 The Treasure Hidden in the Pile of Old Papers

"Really! I was away on business for half a year, and I didn't even have a week's rest when I came back!"

Rubbing his growling stomach, Wang Hou yawned again and then lazily jumped out of the carriage. In his yawning and lazy eyes, the gold-plated official script of the Dasinong Mansion The big characters slowly came into his eyes.

In fact, it is no wonder that Wang Hou is not in a hurry, he ran home for vacation, it is really a matter of Dongjun that cannot be rushed!
Now that it has entered July, the farming season in Dongjun will definitely be missed this year. There is only one crop that can save Dongjun, winter wheat!

Wheat was introduced to China in the Xia Dynasty, but the development of its matching noodles in China was extremely slow. At least as far as Wang Hou saw at the end of the Han Dynasty, there were still not many mills, and most of them were black noodles, and there were more common people. It is to cook wheat and corn into wheat rice to eat, and that thing is very unpalatable.

However, this is a barren and backward era after all. It would be nice to have a stutter. After all, wheat is much more productive than millet. Even though they are unwilling to eat it, farmers are still expanding wheat planting wave after wave. The court is also trying to update the planting method Among them, winter wheat was a major innovation in wheat cultivation during the Qin and Han dynasties.

This thing is also called sumai. In "Historical Records. Emperor Wu Ji", there is a record of a visitor urging someone to plant sumai in a flooded county. Yan Shigu also added an explanation, saying: Planting it in autumn and winter, it will be ripe after the age. So Yun Su Mai.

In addition, in the famous "Qi Min Yao Shu · Big Wheat" by Jia Sixie of the Northern Wei Dynasty, an explanation of the planting method was also added, such as: [-] days after the summer solstice, you can grow wheat.If you plant early, you will have insects and knots, and if you plant late, the ears will be small and less fruitful.

It would be great to be able to plant food in winter and harvest a wave in late spring next year!
It's a pity that Wang Hou doesn't know much about winter wheat. He has no choice but to grow corn near Wang Hou's house before crossing. As for all his memories of winter wheat, he only vaguely remembers the old uncle who farmed when he went back to his grandma's house with his mother when he was young. I muttered a few words, and the two I remember the most are two, winter wheat should be planted late, winter wheat will not suffer from winter frost but spring cold!The general planting time is September!
There are still two months to plant, which is why Wang Hou came back, so there is no rush!It's better to prepare in Xudu comfortably for a month, prepare all the materials, bring enough agricultural tools and supplies, transport them back to Dongjun, and then roll up your sleeves and do a big job.

In fact, don't look at him being a daughter slave at home, coaxing his daughter to play. After returning, Wang Hou has already assigned the task. The old farmer of Sumai will return to Dongjun to teach the captives in Hebei to grow wheat. Wang Congge took his personal letter and went to Puyang City, which had just been recovered, to invite traders who were familiar with Wang Hou to come to Zhongmou County to discuss important matters.

It will take time to complete all these, and the people below are all busy with work, but Wang Hou himself has nothing to do. If he doesn't take a vacation, who will take the vacation?
However, Cao Hongjie was worried that he would be addicted to the gentle village and fall down. Mr. Cao and Guo Jia and Guo Yingui couldn't understand how he was doing nothing and taking a comfortable vacation. On the top of his head was this Mr. Cao and his dear Dachmoth Sword Xuan So, Wang Hou had no choice but to end his comfortable vacation, and pretended to be busy.

Then check the information yourself!

In the entire Han Dynasty, the one with the most complete agronomy materials was the Dasinong Mansion!

"Meet Wang Shijun!"

No wonder people are willing to climb up, the feeling of being powerful is good!In Dasinong Mansion, one of the Jiuqing yamen in the Han Dynasty, Wang Hou entered whenever he wanted. He was a long history here before, and now he is still famous. He didn't have a meal at noon, his stomach was growling and he was in a daze, and he had to bow at ninety degrees to welcome him in.

Needless to say, the family general Zang Hong had already yelled out Wang Hou's request, and then Dr. Four Hundred Stones from the Dasinong Mansion personally led the way and led Wang Hou to the database.

"My lord, all the classics on agriculture over the years are here!"

Passing through the courtyard of the yamen where he was doing business, in front of a warehouse door in the backyard that hadn't been opened for an unknown period of time, Pei Yuan, a Sinon visitor, accompanied him with a smile on his face, and bowed respectfully to introduce him.

But then, he was embarrassed. He rummaged through a large bunch of keys on his waist, and found it with great difficulty. It took a lot of effort for the gentleman to put the keys into the rusty lock. In the middle, I twisted it a few times in a row, but it was rusted to death, and I couldn't open it at all.

"Emissary! The scripture storage pavilion has been in disrepair for a long time. Why don't you order someone to clean it up? Tomorrow, envoy, you will be here..."

"Boom!"

A gunshot sounded, so frightening that Lang Guan almost knelt down, and arrogantly pinned the short firecracker back to his waist, pointing at the rotten lock that had been broken by steel, Wang Hou lazily made another invitation Character.

tomorrow?Delay until tomorrow, Mr. Cao has to talk to Lao Tzu again!
People in the Han Dynasty respected historical materials and texts, and they can record them in detail. Except for the collection of classics and history, these agronomy and miscellaneous studies are not well used. They look similar to the locks on the outside. The inside of the room is also covered with thick dust and placed on shelves. Almost all the bamboo slips were buried in dust.

It's really hard for this Ye Zhe Langguan, Wang Hou is far away, still holding his nose, watching him with a sad face, walking to a row of bookshelves according to the number, puffing out his dantian and puffing out , blew a cloud of smoke and dust, and looked at the nameplate engraved on the bookshelf, it was not what I was looking for!Coughing and slapping his hands, the old man in his fifties hurried to the next bookcase.

Choked by the washed-out dust, Wang Hou shy away from it. Watching the old guy tossing around in the warehouse, Wang Hou also looked around with bored eyes, but what caught his eyes was either ashes or ashes. When it hurts, the bookshelf that Pei Yuan blew on just now, an uncovered box came into his eyes with great difficulty, and he walked over to play with it in his hands curiously.

It's walnuts!
He copied the bamboo slips on the side of the box, and on the slightly scribbled knife-cut notes, lines of traditional official script of the Han Dynasty, which he struggled to identify, turned out to be a record of walnut planting.

Not far from the walnut sample, it was still a dime-like box without a lid, and inside it was a pomegranate wrapped in dry skin!

Correspondingly, there are also records of people's experience in pomegranate planting in this era.

Good stuff!

His heart speeded up a bit. Wang Hou looked through this row of bookshelves one by one. Some of the objects on display had rotted away, but the planting records on the edge were all there. Grapes, pomegranates, cucumbers, garlic, celery, Coriander, broad beans, these items that are common on the dining table of later generations are all available here.

Especially when Wang Hou's hands trembled slightly, he turned out a dusty and furry thing in the last box.

cotton!

It turns out that this era already has cotton!

If I had known there was cotton, I would have worked so hard to pluck those chicken feathers and duck feathers to make down jackets!Until now, sleeping under the duvet still smells like chicken feathers!Quilts, cotton clothes, cotton trousers, cotton towels, images of a lot of daily necessities came to Wang Hou's mind, looking at the already dry cotton in hand, Wang Hou's hands trembled a little.

"Your envoy! The record of the people who were dispatched by the imperial court to supervise the cultivation of Sumai during the reign of Emperor Wudi of the Han Dynasty to help the disaster-stricken areas in Hebei Province, as well as the experience of planting Sumai in the past dynasties are all here!"

While trembling, the voice of the visitor Pei Yuan sounded from behind again, pointing cleverly at the bookshelf he had just browsed, Wang Hou asked a little excitedly.

"What are the records on this shelf?"

He had just blown his face with ashes, but now the old guy has a deep memory, and he replied with a smile: "Returning to the envoy, these are amazing. They are all the notes brought back by Bowanghou Zhangqian after he returned from his mission to the Western Regions! A while ago, the prime minister I even sent someone to ask, but I couldn't find it, I didn't expect it to be here!"

Zhang Qian! ! !

Once again, the heart couldn't help beating violently a few times. Wang Hou, like a robber, suddenly turned red and grabbed the old guy by his collar.

"Pack it all up for me!"

"Your officer obeys, let go!"

(End of this chapter)