Su Sijin looked through the detailed information of early rice yield per mu.
This is the data Feng Zixuan compiled from various counties and villages. He summarized it and sent it to Su Sijin for review.
Su Sijin looked at the numbers above, joy overflowing from her eyes, unconsciously infecting the people around her.
"Hahaha...a bumper harvest of early rice, a great harvest!" Su Sijin handed it to Lu Changgong after reading it.
The average yield per mu in Ruijin County is 1,156 kilograms.
The average yield per mu in Xiangrui County is 1,083 kilograms.
The average yield per mu in Ruiyang County is 1,119 jin.
The average yield per mu in Tiantou County, the worst area, is 945 kilograms.
Even the worst Tiantou County has doubled its original amount, which is already very good.
Lu Changgong also laughed as he watched. "No one dared to think of a thousand catties per mu? No one has ever achieved it?"
No one dares to have such extravagant thoughts.
Now, yielding 1,000 kilograms per mu is not only a dream, but also a reality. The early rice has a bumper yield, and the late rice will produce hundreds of kilograms more.
Perhaps, in the first year of the new emperor's reign, the treasury will be full and the people will no longer have to go hungry.
Especially for some ordinary people who are exempt from tax, this is undoubtedly a great thing.
"Ganzhou Prefecture has such a gratifying harvest of early rice, so wouldn't the Jiangnan area have even more?" Shen Tingyun jumped up happily.
Before she met Su Sijin, she was a boudoir girl who was out of touch with the world. After this experience, she deeply felt that it was an unattainable dream for the poor people to have enough food to eat.
Now, the bumper harvest of early rice means that the villagers of Meijiang Village can also eat white rice and will no longer go hungry.
Shen Tingyun was happy, excited, delighted, and even more proud of it.
Because she had the honor of witnessing this honor.
"No, our Meijiang Village has the highest yield per mu." Su Sijin said confidently.
"Why?" Shen Tingyun asked curiously.
Why?
Of course it’s because of the spiritual spring water.
Otherwise, with the poor soil in Meijiang Village, it is unknown whether crops can grow well, let alone produce a good yield.
It was because she released the spiritual spring water into the canal and let it flow into the paddy fields, which improved the soil and led to a good rice harvest.
It can be said that even without fertilizer, the spiritual spring water can ensure a bumper rice harvest.
Also, Su Sijin was careful. The amount of spiritual spring water used to irrigate the paddy fields was not particularly large, otherwise it would be very likely to yield 2,000 kilograms per mu.
The effect of spiritual spring water, the rice fields and medicinal fields in the space are a lesson for us. One cannot become fat in one bite, and in order not to attract too much attention, she restrained herself and concealed her shortcomings.
As for other counties, their per-mu yield can reach more than 1,000 kilograms. Firstly, the soil itself is fertile, and secondly, and most importantly, their rice seeds are distributed by the imperial court.
The rice seeds for the court were given to Sima Chengqi by her, Su Sijin.
And her rice seeds, Su Sijin, were produced in the space.
Can the yield of rice produced in space be bad?
That is of course impossible.
Why can’t Jiangnan’s output surpass Meijiang Village? It’s because they don’t have the spiritual spring water to cheat!
If some spiritual spring water were sprinkled into the water in Jiangnan, the yield would definitely be higher than that of Meijiang Village.
Su Sijin looked at the pairs of curious eyes. She smiled mysteriously and did not answer Shen Tingyun's question. Instead, she changed the subject and said:
"The early rice has been harvested. Tell Lord Feng to hurry up and plant the autumn rice. Believe me, the late rice yield will be at least two or three hundred kilograms more than the early rice, and maybe even four or five hundred kilograms."
"Hiss!" Zeng Zhipeng jumped up excitedly, then thought of Su Sijin and Lu Changgong, and scratched his head, "I'm so excited, Your Majesty, I'm going back to till the fields and plant the late rice."
After Zeng Zhipeng took his leave, he left in a hurry.
The late rice yield is 1,500 to 1,600 kilograms per mu.
Why don’t you seize the time to farm? What are you waiting for?
Even if it takes place day and night, he must take it seriously and supervise it carefully.
There can be no mistakes.
Because that is the white rice that everyone desires, with a yield of over 1,000 per mu. Just thinking about it makes me excited.
After Zeng Zhipeng left, Su Sijin asked about the construction of Ganzhou Prefecture.
"In another three months, the cement in the entire Ganzhou Prefecture will be connected." said Lu Changgong.
For this study tour, the new emperor arranged more than 20 elites from the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Department to come and study.
Therefore, these people did not go to the village or the fields to work, but were transferred by Feng Zixuan to the construction site to study.
Su Sijin nodded. "It's consistent with the progress. Once the cement is poured through, we can welcome businesses and open the market. We can also put a series of measures conducive to the development of Ganzhou Prefecture on the agenda. I..."
Su Sijin's brows suddenly furrowed. Lu Changgong hurriedly approached her and asked anxiously, "Ajin, is it... is it..."
Lu Changgong suddenly found that he couldn't speak. He was scared. He held Su Sijin with trembling hands, and even Su Sijin's hands were shaking.
"Sister Su, is it activated? Let me see."
Shen Tingyun grabbed Su Sijin's other hand to feel her pulse. Because of worry and fear, layers of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Lu Changji rushed out quickly, and Lu Qiuling followed him out and left the conference hall.
"Sister Su's water broke and she's in labor. She's about to give birth."
When Lu Changgong heard this, he was suddenly filled with fear. Even though he had imagined it countless times in his mind before, when he saw Su Sijin's face as pale as paper due to the pain, fear took over him.
Su Sijin waited until the pain subsided before opening her eyes. She calmly and methodically instructed, "Lu Changgong, carry me to the delivery room. Tingyun, prepare the surgical instruments in case of emergency."
"What? Surgery? Why surgery?"
"No, I can't. I haven't done it myself."
"Ah..." Su Sijin screamed in pain. The sweat on Su Sijin's face and forehead was as big as beads, and her clothes were soon soaked.
Lu Changgong swallowed his saliva and picked her up. "Miss Shen, do as Ajin tells you. Don't panic. Ajin has performed several cesarean sections with you..."
He couldn't utter the last two words, so he substituted something else. "Several surgeries. She believes in you. She's always believed you're gifted. She believes you can do it. Besides, the surgery is just a pre-surgery. What if it doesn't need to be used? You should prepare first, just in case."
"Okay, yes, I'll go get ready. I've demonstrated this several times, I'm sure I can do it, I'm sure I can do it."
Shen Tingyun kept encouraging himself.
"Yes, I believe you, you can do it, you...ah..." Su Sijin bit Lu Changgong's shoulder in pain and waited quietly for the pain to pass.
Although Lu Changgong was also very scared at this time, in order to calm Su Sijin's mind, he forced himself to remain calm. He couldn't panic. If he panicked and got scared, what would happen to Su Sijin?
When Lu Changgong ran to the delivery room carrying Su Sijin, he ran into Zheng Jie and Peng.
The two stumbled and almost fell, but fortunately Lu Changji and Lu Qiuling supported them so that they did not make mistakes in a panic.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
