The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension

  Chapter 226 Finding a way

  226 Finding ways

  "The passage of locusts directly leads to a reduction in food production, and in severe cases, even no crops. The final result is that food shortages lead to famine. Since ancient times, war, plague, and famine have been the three major evils that have brought great suffering to human beings."

Grandpa Bai was also worried that Zhao Zhitong didn't have the feeling of being an official, so he took out some data: "Girl, let me tell you this, locusts eat a lot, and a locust needs about 100 grams of food in its lifetime. About one locust plague, the number of locusts will be as many as hundreds of millions."

"If hundreds of millions of locusts are dispatched collectively, they can destroy the rations of 2,500 people in one day. For example, in 1958, the Somali desert locust swarm spread to 1,000 square kilometers, and these locusts ate 80,000 tons of food in one day. , equivalent to the annual rations of 400,000 people."

  Although she didn't know where the Somali Desert was, Zhao Zhitong was shocked by this data.

   "The locusts are so scary!"

   Immediately puzzled, I asked: "Grandpa Bai's locusts are not the grasshoppers I usually catch for the big rooster to eat? The grasshoppers I usually see are not so scary."

Grandpa Bai sighed: "Yes, there will be no problems on weekdays, and they don't like to live in groups. According to scientists' research, after a certain part of their hind legs is stimulated, they will change their habits and start living in groups. In the same way, it will increase a lot, and then form a plague of locusts."

"The locusts that become a plague of locusts will seem to lose their minds, and they will eat and eat until they have eaten everything, and even when they have not eaten, there will be cannibalism. Just leave the place, and you can fly and migrate 150 kilometers a day, which is quite scary.”

   "From ancient times to the present, locusts have always been a high-occurrence disaster. According to statistics, the Qin and Han Dynasties had an average of 8.8 years, the Song Dynasty had 3.5 years, the Yuan Dynasty had 1.6 years, and the Ming and Qing dynasties had 2.8 years."

   "From ancient times to the present, people have tried various methods to deal with locust plagues, but they still seem helpless in the face of such an overwhelmingly large number of locust swarms that migrate rapidly."

  Zhao Zhitong was so shocked that he couldn't be more shocked: "Then, what should we do?"

   Seemingly noticed that Zhao Zhitong was trembling, Qiao Muchen grabbed Zhao Zhitong's little hand, looked at her and asked, "Tongtong, what's wrong with you?"

  Zhao Zhitong suddenly came back to his senses, only then did he realize that the surrounding villagers had dispersed.

   Only faintly heard the resentment of the villagers towards the locusts.

   Now on the street, there are only four little guys left, Zhao Zhitong.

  Obviously, Qiao Muchen, Zhao Yue, and Wei Shulan didn't know much about the locust plague.

   "Tongtong, are you okay?"

  The care of the three good friends made Zhao Zhitong slowly recover from the disaster brought by the locusts.

  Zhao Zhitong asked: "Have you ever seen a locust plague?"

  The three little guys showed a little confusion.

  Zhao Yue thought for a while and said: "I don't remember, it seems that when I was very young, there was a locust plague in our place. At that time, it seemed that the whole village was dispatched to hunt and kill the locusts."

Wei Shulan also remembered it instantly, and nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, I really think about it and have some impressions. I remember that many villagers had a hard time that year, and many people died of starvation. My uncle was still in the village giving the villagers Served porridge."

  Qiao Muchen rubbed his chin and said, "I've heard adults talk about locusts. When they mention locusts, they always gnash their teeth."

  Zhao Zhitong pulled the three little ones, lowered his head, and told the three little ones what Grandpa Bai told her.

  After they finished listening, the reaction of the three of them was exactly the same as that of Zhao Zhitong just now.

   It took a long time for them to recover.

  Zhao Yue: "Then, what should we do! If the locust plague comes, won't many weak people starve to death again?"

  Qiao Muchen's small face was tense, he didn't know what he was thinking, and remained silent.

   Wei Shulan grabbed Zhao Zhitong's hand nervously, her eyes full of worry.

  Zhao Zhitong showed a trace of determination in his eyes, he regained his strength, clenched his small hands into fists, and said energetically: "Let's find a way together to kill the locusts that ravage the people!"

  Zhao Yue looked at Zhao Zhitong like a fool, and said in discouragement: "Are we? Let's forget it. The adults can't do anything about locusts. We are just children, what can we do!"

  Although Wei Shulan felt that Zhao Yue's words deserved a beating, she nodded in agreement. They were indeed just children, and she would probably cry in fright when they saw a large swarm of locusts. What could they do?

  Zhao Zhitong reached out and knocked Zhao Yue on the head, humming: "Although we are children, we have studied with Mr.! We have knowledge. Grandpa Bai said that the power of knowledge is infinite."

   Speaking of this, Zhao Zhitong's eyes lit up, and he said loudly, "Yes, books!"

  Looking at the three friends, Zhao Zhitong said excitedly: "There have been countless locust plagues since ancient times. There must be many records in the books. How the ancestors managed the locust plagues!"

  Qiao Muchen suddenly raised his eyelids, and said loudly, "That's right!"

   "Tongtong, you are right. Books, there must be records in the books. Let's go to my house. Let's look through the ancient books to see if there is any record of how the ancestors managed the locust plague."

  The little guys looked at each other, nodded one after another, reached a united front, and ran towards Qiao Muchen's house together.

  The little guys didn't stop all the way, and ran to Qiao Muchen's house in one breath. The little guys almost rushed into the yard.

   After saying hello to Mother Qiao in the yard, she rushed into the study again.

Tuliu Qiao's mother was stunned for a few moments, and said amusedly: "Why are these dolls in such a hurry? Didn't you just say that they are going out to play today and don't read books? Really, every thought comes out. "

  Grandma Qian: "I think it's the young master and his friends, who suddenly want to study. All the young masters love to read."

  Mother Qiao shook her head with a grin, and didn't care about them, she just told Granny Qian to make some snacks for the children later.

  After a few little guys rushed into the study room, without saying a word, after the division of labor, they began to run to the bookshelf, sat down on the ground, and began to rummage through one by one.

  As the time passed bit by bit, two hours passed in the blink of an eye, and the little guys seemed to forget to sleep and eat, completely forgetting the time.

   They didn't even notice when Mother Qiao entered the study with snacks.

   Seeing the children reading seriously, Mother Qiao couldn't bear to interrupt them, but was worried that their stomachs would be starved.

   Just when Mother Qiao was debating whether to call them, Zhao Zhitong suddenly raised his head and shouted happily: "Qiao Jiaojiao, Qiao gradually, come and see, I found a record!"

   "Ah, where, where?"

  Excited, Qiao Muchen stood up from the ground and walked over to Zhao Zhitong to watch.

  Zhao Yue and Wei Shulan also came over curiously to have a look.

  Then, they noticed Qiao's mother standing in front of the desk, and Zhao Zhitong was the first to react, and immediately he called sweetly: "Auntie~"

  Qiao Muchen and the others also raised their heads and greeted Mother Qiao.

  (end of this chapter)