"Based on the temperature and grain ripening time data recorded over the past year, planting two seasons of rice is feasible!"

However, the rice seedlings need to be cultivated in advance during winter.

After the ice and snow melt, the paddy fields are irrigated. When the water temperature is suitable and the seedlings have grown, they can be transplanted!

This timeframe is brought forward, with a second seedling raising conducted a month before the rice matures and is harvested.

After the rice is harvested, the paddy fields are cleaned up, irrigated again, and then a second batch of seedlings are planted.

Thus, the second rice harvest will be delayed by approximately 70 days compared to the current harvest time of the first rice crop.

After Han Dazhong finished speaking, he nodded and asked, "What do you all think?"

"Okay, let's give it a try then."

"Planting is fine. But spring weather is unpredictable. If we plant the seedlings in the paddy field so early, the temperature might suddenly drop."

How can we keep over 2,000 mu of paddy fields warm? If the insulation measures are inadequate, all the seedlings will freeze to death, wouldn't that be terrible?

He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone knew the consequences would be severe.

After a moment of silence, everyone started offering their opinions, some in agreement and others with concerns.

Li Lanzhen listened for a while before speaking.

"Otherwise, we can use 500 or 1000 mu for experiments next year."

If the experiment is successful, we can do the same thing next year.

Everyone nodded in agreement after hearing Li Lanzhen's compromise.

Who wouldn't want to plant more crops and harvest more crops?

After Zhang Deshui saw that the matter had been settled, he told everyone about another thing.

"We intercropped soybeans in the cornfield this year and the harvest was very good. We can continue to intercrop next year."

Everyone nodded in agreement, agreeing that this was something that had been witnessed by all.

Xue Laohu tapped the table and said, "The sunflowers we planted last year grew quite plump, but too much oil was wasted when we pressed the sunflower seeds."

I suggest we take this year's sunflower seeds to the oil mill in Youzhou City to exchange them for oil; that would be more cost-effective.

Just pay them the processing fee.

Li Lanzhen thought about it and realized it made sense. Last year, the oil press in Peach Blossom Spring was also designed based on the drawings in the space.

The design of this oil press resembles a very old-fashioned manual oil press, which has a low oil yield, making it quite wasteful.

After thinking about it this way, everyone agreed.

Han Dazhong concluded, "Okay. This year's sunflower seeds will be transported by boat to the large oil mill in Youzhou City, and all of them will be exchanged for oil to be used in the main kitchen."

"Village chief, it took us too much time to dig out the corn stalks from that cornfield last year!"

However, corn stalks are really good for starting a fire.

Li Lanzhen also knew that although the land where the corn was planted was relatively barren, the soil in Peach Blossom Spring was fertile, which made the corn grow very strong and its root system was also larger.

After the corn is harvested, the corn stalks are cut off and crushed into green fodder to feed the livestock, leaving the corn roots in the ground.

Adults and children alike used hoes and shovels to dig, which was time-consuming and laborious!

This is indeed a problem!

"How about we plow the cornfield with an iron plowshare?"

"No, there aren't enough iron plowshares for clearing land."

Li Lanzhen was also thinking about this matter. In this dynasty, iron products were strictly controlled.

I don't know if the Le Dynasty lacked iron ore, or if the iron ore mines had not yet been developed.

The plowshare on the iron plowshare is made of iron, and after more than a year of land reclamation, it is quite worn out.

If you use it to remove corn stalks from a cornfield, it will be even more ruined.

She made a note of this matter, and when she returned to the courtyard and entered her spatial dimension, she would search around to see if there were any suitable tools that could be improved to solve this problem.

Seeing that no one could come up with a solution or a better way to resolve the issue, Han Dazhong sighed.

"Let's leave it at that for this year. Tomorrow we'll all go to the fields and dig up the corn stalks."

Next, we quickly added the sunflower seeds.

Han Dazhong asked Li Lanzhen, "Lanzhen, do you want us to go over and help dig up the sweet potatoes and potatoes in Lishu Village? They planted quite a lot this year."

In early spring, the people of Lishu Village went into the mountains to dig up soil and poured it onto the barren land of Lishu Village to fertilize the fields.

This was a huge project, but they persevered.

In this way, 300 acres of wasteland were reclaimed.

They planted sweet potatoes, potatoes, and over 100 mu of corn.

Li Lanzhen shook her head. "They don't need our help. If they need help, Dunzi will bring a message."

"If the pears on the mountain ripen, we'll need to send some people over to help pick them."

This made everyone very interested.

"Lanzhen, the peaches in our peach orchard are bearing a really good harvest this year."

Not only are they large, but each one is round and plump with red lips, making them look quite festive.

Li Lanzhen smiled too, confirming that it was indeed true. Although the survival rate of the grafted peach trees in the orchard was only around 80%, the fruit they bore was exceptionally good.

Compared to grafted peach trees, the survival rate of grafted pear trees on the mountain in Lishu Village is not high.

However, the pears that survived this year are larger than those in the past, and their sweet taste makes them a great success.

Han Dazhong also said with a smile, "We'll let these two kinds of fruit grow for now, and we'll go over to help when it's time to harvest them."

Everyone chattered about the farm work that should be done in this season in Peach Blossom Spring.

Li Lanzhen remembered what had happened in the main kitchen and asked Han Dazhong about it.

"Village chief, what's the arrangement in the main kitchen? How many more people have been added?"

"Oh, that's what I was just about to say."

This issue has been resolved; six more people have been added to the main kitchen.

Now they have ten people in total, which is more than enough to handle the work of preparing three meals a day in the main canteen.

Li Lanzhen nodded to indicate that she understood, and then turned to look at the three doors on the north wall of the dining room.

The door frames are all installed, and none of the three doors have thresholds.

Li Lanzhen told Li Erhan that the dormitories they were building for these 113 wounded soldiers had no thresholds on any of the doors.

Li Erhan and the others didn't know the reason, but none of them asked. They just did it!

Li Lanzhen made this request because she was afraid that some of these wounded soldiers would have leg disabilities, which would make walking easier.

Then you'll have to use a wheelchair, but there are thresholds that make it inconvenient.

Thinking of this, Li Lanzhen clicked her tongue in self-reproach.

She forgot to give the modified wheelchair blueprints she had prepared to Li Erhan and the others.

Wheelchairs actually existed in this dynasty, but they were too bulky to carry.

So she searched through her space and found a design for a relatively lightweight wheelchair suitable for this dynasty.

She planned to build a batch first, and if these 113 wounded soldiers could be used, then they would be fine.

If we don't need them, we'll put them in the furniture store in Youzhou City for sale when it opens.