The boy in front of him was shivering slightly, his body temperature was a little high, and he was five or six centimeters taller than before.
Si Qi patted his back gently, and the boy slowly regained some composure, raised his head, looked at Si Qi, and his face couldn't help but blush.
"I..." He stammered.
Si Qi: "What do you think?"
The boy grinned, smiled brilliantly, and nodded vigorously, "Very good! Very, very good!!"
He didn't dare to ask Si Qi about his treatment methods, which would make him think of the scenes where his limbs were cruelly removed and roughly put back.
It seemed that as long as he didn't ask, Si Qi would not be his most hated warlock, and they would still have a friendly and harmonious relationship.
His eyes looking at Si Qi were full of admiration, which made Si Qi very relieved. He didn't like ungrateful wolf cubs.
Reaching out and touching the boy's head, Si Qi said, "It's not enough to just straighten the bones. You have too many deficiencies in your foundation. You need to adjust them."
"I will." The boy agreed seriously.
"Next, follow me to learn martial arts and exercise your body." Si Qi said, "You are still young and you need to learn a lot."
Seeing that the boy agreed without any resistance, Si Qi said, "It's been so many days. You have learned some words. Have you chosen a name for yourself?"
Si Qi always felt that it was strange to hear the
strange woman shouting "you you you" every time. The boy suddenly remembered the name that the strange woman shouted at him before she died. He paused, shook his head, and said to Si Qi, "Please help me choose one."
He knew that naming was something that only close people could do. Even if you pick up a kitten on the street, people give it a name, and the cat will be different to people.
Si Qi thought the same way.
Giving a name to a person means you are responsible for that person, and his existence will be related to you from now on.
Xiu Xiu said with some jealousy: [The master only gave Xiu Xiu a name before!]
Si Qi: [You really like to be jealous]
Xiu Xiu muttered: [The Lord God would be jealous if he knew]
Si Qi snorted: [Who made me look for him for so long and he still hasn't appeared, and I haven't blamed him yet]
Si Qi said to the boy: "Then you should take my surname and be called Si Yi."
The boy was delighted and asked humbly: "Is there any allusion?"
Allusion? Si Qi said to the boy irresponsibly: "No, isn't the name Si Yi easy to remember?"
And they are all numbers, one by one and seven, so easy to remember.
The boy instantly got the teacher's train of thought: "…………"
Yes, it is indeed easy to remember, and you can tell at a glance that we are a family.
Si Yi nodded after thinking about it in his mind, and quickly accepted the name, and said happily: "From now on, I will be Si Yi."
Si Qi thought it seemed a little wrong at first, and after thinking carefully, he suddenly remembered that this name seemed to be a general term for a position.
"Wait..."
Si Qi just opened his mouth, his eyes touched the child who was so happy that he kept repeating his name, and he coughed lightly, and then he didn't know.
Okay, that's it.
"From now on, you will be my student, and you can call me teacher." He said so.
The boy and Si Qi became close very quickly.
Perhaps it was because he had never felt others’ kindness in all these years, so no matter what Si Qi did to him, even if it was just handing him a glass of juice, he would be surprised for a long time.
On this day, Si Yi taught the boy new moves, and stood aside to watch the boy boxing seriously, occasionally going up to correct some of his not-so-standard moves.
The boy was very obedient and worked very hard, even though some of the moves were particularly demanding on the body’s endurance and his muscles and veins were very uncomfortable, he never complained about the hardship or tiredness.
Sometimes Si Qi felt that if he didn’t take the initiative to ask for a break, this guy would probably train him to death without stopping.
Perhaps he was really fed up with the days of being helpless and at the mercy of others, and he wanted to become stronger quickly.
Whenever he saw the little guy was too tired to stand up and fell asleep, Si Qi couldn't help but take out medicine for the child to take, and then sent him to a professional massage parlor.
This can promote his body to recover quickly, and at the same time stimulate the activity of cells, so that the effect of his exercise is greatly improved every time.
Scientific systematic training, coupled with precious martial arts secrets, medical assistance that others can't even dream of, and Si Yi's own hard work. This learning progress, in today's ancient society where everything is backward, is definitely a thousand miles a day.
Xiu Xiu is somewhat prejudiced against the group of Sons of the World. Every time she sees Si Qi making exceptions again and again and giving things from other worlds to Si Yi, she can't help but mutter to Si Qi: [Si Lin will help the master run the company, Yuan Lang will help the master research medicines to deal with the Zerg, but this brat only knows how to take advantage of the master all day long.]
Si Qi tapped Xiu Xiu's head with his finger: [How do you talk like that?]
[Ouch] Xiu Xiu pretended to cry out in pain, but the little dragon claws were too short to reach the top of his head, so he covered his cheek with his hands and looked like he was about to cry: [Master, you can't forget your old love just because you have a new one.]
Si Qi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: [Then your old love, have you helped me find out the whereabouts of Chu Xun? 】
【No...】 Xiu Xiu hung her head in despair: 【Xiu Xiu tried very hard to find, but she only found out some things in the palace and the general's mansion】
In ancient times, there was no Internet, and Xiu Xiu's search speed dropped sharply, and she felt embarrassed.
But the fate of this world has been rewritten into a mess. Si Qi wanted to use fortune-telling to find Chu Xun's whereabouts, but the fortune-telling was vague and nothing could be seen clearly.
It would be better for Xiu Xiu to control the machine to find slowly.
Xiu Xiu told Si Qi about what he had seen and heard recently: [The dog emperor in the palace has been looking for the whereabouts of the Son of the World. He turned the capital upside down, but he found no clues.]
[Because the servants fled in all directions, some rumors appeared in the general's mansion. Many people said that Si Yu was not the general's biological son, but you. The general got angry several times outside, and the general's wife also talked about it several times with a group of female relatives. Seeing how much they love Si Yu and deny your existence, everyone felt that this could not be picked up from outside. As for sacrificing a child outside of their own son, it is even more impossible. Normal people can't do such a thing, so they reluctantly believed their explanation.]
Xiu Xiu couldn't help but feel a bit schadenfreude when she said this: [However, because of their denial, the backlash on Si Yu still could not be resolved. A month after you left, the general's wife could no longer sit still, and found Si Yu's brother and asked him to bleed Si Yu]
[The elder brother agreed, and this continued for more than a month, a bowl of blood every week. He was not like the original owner, who could rest every day. He had to practice martial arts with his father during the day and afternoon. After a long time, his physical fitness could not keep up. After examining him, the doctor said that he had a physical deficiency and needed nursing, so he asked his mother if she could stop using his blood, otherwise it would be detrimental to his future as a military general.]
[The general's wife was very angry, thinking that her elder brother only cared about his own future and didn't care about the life of his younger brother. She slapped Si Yu's elder brother, and the quarrel between mother and son became a little unhappy.]
[Later, the general knew about this and made himself drink a bowl of blood. The two of them felt uncomfortable seeing that the pillar of the family was doing such a thing, so they stopped arguing.]
[Then the matter of bloodletting changed from being supported by Si Yu's brother alone to being done by several elders of the Si family in turn.]
When Si Qi heard this, he asked curiously: [So Si Yu will pretend that he knows nothing and take medicine as usual every day? 】
Xiu Xiu pouted: [Of course he refused to agree at first, saying that he would rather die than eat the pill made with his family's blood. It was his mother who knelt down and begged him to eat it, and he ate it with tears. After many times, Si Yu slowly stopped pretending, but occasionally he would pretend to sigh twice to show how reluctant he was in his heart.]
Si Qi smiled: [This matter is also a matter of one willing to fight and the other willing to suffer. Otherwise, who can't see the acting skills of a few-year-old child?]
And the unfortunate ones are the people who hurt the original owner, and it won't harm other people. Si Qi is too lazy to care whether this group of people will suffer the consequences. After listening to it, he didn't care about it and asked: [Have you visited all the families with the surname Chu in the capital? 】
Xiu Xiu said seriously: [I have checked them all, and there is no family with a person named Chu Feng.]
Si Qi frowned: [Strange, could it be that Chu Feng is in the town where the original owner begged?]
Xiu Xiu: [Then Xiu Xiu will go to other cities to have a look.]
Si Qi thought this method was feasible, except that it was a little slow. There was no other disadvantage.
[Go]
Xiu Xiu did
it happily. Si Qi saw that he could not find Chu Feng for a while, so he was not in a hurry to leave this plain, and he was at ease to cultivate Si Yi here.
According to his habit, if the Son of the World was not a selfish evil person, he would not mind using the luck of the Son of the World to promote the progress of this world with him.
Since Si Yi will eventually become the king of this country according to the established trajectory of the world line, it is undoubtedly a good choice to teach him how to govern a country and how to make people live a more comfortable life.
On this day, Si Qi gave Si Yi a course about the luck of this world.
"People have luck, and families and countries also have luck." Si Qi spoke slowly, making people want to continue listening: "People's luck can be transferred to other people. Similarly, people's luck can also be concentrated on families or countries." Si
Yi sat opposite Si Qi, taking notes in her hand and listening carefully.
"If a prosperous family has several successful candidates or someone serving as an official in the court, the family will become prosperous. Even if this person dies, his influence will still protect his descendants."
In other worlds, it is only a matter of influence. It cannot be seen or touched, but we know it exists.
But in this world where the power of the world has been tapped, luck can truly protect every child in the family, protect their safety, and make them successful in their official careers without disaster or illness.
"After hundreds of years of digging by sorcerers, they have mastered the method of sacrificing the lives of some people and gathering all their future luck to the dynasty. Therefore, in the past hundred years, the autumn court has been prosperous and the harvest has been good. Even if the officials and the emperor did nothing, the people still lived well."
Siyi couldn't help but frowned when he heard this.
Because of his own experience, it was really hard for him to accept the fact that the sorcerers did great things for their country.
In his impression, the vast majority of sorcerers in the world are evil, selfish, and inhumane.
Si Yi asked: "Just like sacrificing me in exchange for my father's health and prosperity. Those sorcerers also killed some people in exchange for the comfortable life of other people? Is it really right to do so?"
Do they deserve to make sacrifices? Deserve to die?
"Of course not," Si Qi said affirmatively: "Not to mention whether it is reasonable to forcibly sacrifice the small self for the sake of the greater self, this kind of situation of being content with pleasure and no longer striving for progress is already something that cannot be tolerated again." Si
Yi didn't understand, so Si Qi explained to him carefully: "You should know the principle of boiling a frog in warm water."
Si Yi seemed to be thinking about something.
"The Autumn Dynasty is just like its name. It seems that the weather is good and the crops are abundant, but in fact, it is about to enter a cold winter without knowing it. For nearly a hundred years, officials of the Autumn Dynasty have only needed to enjoy the protection of their ancestors. Even if they are illiterate, they can still sit on the throne firmly. The emperors of the previous generation have realized the benefits of luck and directly decided who will inherit the throne based on the amount of luck. Your father became the current king in this way. After ascending the throne, even if you don't know any good ways to govern the country, you only need to rely on sorcerers and use living sacrifices to solve any problems. It will be effective."
Si Qi shook his head: "However, if a piece of land is continuously cultivated with plants without giving it time to rest, no matter how good the land is, it will dry up and become wasteland one day - the same is true for luck."
"If the upper echelons of the Qiu Dynasty had noticed something was wrong and made amends in time, there would have been room for maneuver. But the royal family is the one that relies most on luck. Those officials who agree with this view imitate the emperor's approach and continue to absorb luck, and their official careers are much better than those who disagree. As a result, most of those who control the power of the Qiu Dynasty are those who have tasted the sweetness and cannot stop. Those who oppose it are either squeezed out of the mainstream circle or spontaneously go to the disaster-stricken areas where the luck is exhausted to try their best to save it, and they cannot really influence the development of the Qiu Dynasty."
"So those powerful people who think they can sleep soundly are like the unaware spectators sitting on a shaky high-rise building. When the wind blows, the building collapses."
After hearing this, Si Yi did not laugh at the self-righteous thoughts of these people. Instead, he cared more about other things: "Then what will happen to the common people?"
Si Qi was very pleased with the young man's reaction: "All the luck of the common people was taken away by that group of powerful people. By the time the officials of the Qiu Dynasty began to find the situation difficult, the common people had already died."
Si Yi pursed his lips, "But from what you taught me, sir, the superiors should not be like this."
As the superiors, since they enjoy the best treatment provided by the common people, they should take responsibility and be the first to stand up and solve problems for the common people when they encounter problems.
How could they push the people away to protect themselves when disaster strikes?
Si Qi nodded: "Of course, they were all wrong."
Si Yi was happy to hear that his idea was affirmed.
"So, if you were in their shoes, what would you do?" Si Qi asked.
Si Yi said without hesitation: "I will rely on my own strength to do things, and will never rely on crooked ways."
"Very good," Si Qi smiled and continued to guide: "Then, what kind of power do you think you need?"
Si Yi was stunned, thought carefully, and said: "I don't understand it now, but I know that what the teacher taught me must be useful."
Si Qi laughed and scolded him as "slippery tongue", and said: "Whatever you want to learn in the future, the teacher will teach you, you can do what you want to do boldly."
After hearing this, Si Yi felt warm in his heart and was indescribably moved.
He looked at Si Qi without blinking, especially wanting to know: "Why does the teacher treat me so well?"
He is no longer the boy who knew nothing half a year ago. He knows what those sorcerers did to him, and what they want from him. He knows the principle of holding a treasure is a crime.
During this time, the teacher taught him to read, made him sensible, and healed his old injuries. He did many things for him, and he was very grateful.
He knew that with Si Qi's ability, even if he didn't take the so-called luck from him, he could live a more carefree life than anyone else.
So he really wanted to know why Si Qi chose him and did so much for him.
Si Qi thought about this question carefully.
At first, he naturally noticed him because of Si Yi's luck.
But luck, even if it is important, is not that important to Si Qi.
The reason why he is so good to Si Yi, I think, is because of the qualities of the young man.
Tough, brave, hardworking, and strong.
These are things that Si Qi thinks are beautiful, and he likes them.
Even if Si Yi was not the Son of the World, Si Qi would be willing to lend a hand and teach him when he met him.
So he answered: "Because you are worthy."
Si Yi suddenly stopped talking.
His eyes were full of embarrassment and excitement, and his face was red as if he was roasted, almost smoking.
He lowered his head and hesitated for a long time. After a long time, with red ears and shining eyes, he said to Si Qi: "Sir, I will repay you. I will let you live a good life, so that you will not regret accepting me as your apprentice, and I will treat you better than I have treated me."
Si Qi smiled: "Okay, sir, wait for you to be filial to me when you grow up."
Under Si Qi's care, the boy recovered quickly.
When his strength was enough to deal with some basic troubles, Si Qi took the boy away from the village, observing the customs and practices of various places in the Qiu Dynasty along the way, teaching the boy more truths along the way, reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, and helping the people solve many problems along the way.
The farther away from the capital, the more desolate the place where the people live.
A year later, Si Yi leaned over and grabbed a handful of soil in the ground with his hand. The soil was dry and white, as if he was grabbing a handful of sand.
Even if such land wants to be cultivated, the food grown will definitely not be a good harvest.
However, this was a famous farming province in the Qiu Dynasty for hundreds of years, and at least 50% of the surplus grain in the national treasury was produced here.
The farmers walking in the fields were skinny, with sallow complexions and deeply bent backs, blending in with the desolate scenery behind them.
Not far away, an old man in official attire came over and saw the soil in Si Yi's hand. He sighed and said, "Who would have thought that this place was once fertile and fruitful every year. Now, it's hard to even support ourselves."
Si Yi observed the planting area in front of him, estimated the output in his mind, and asked, "Liang Province has a lot of cultivated land, but a small population. It should be enough to be self-sufficient. How could this be?"
The old official in front of him snorted coldly and explained to him angrily: "A hundred years ago, the tax revenue of Liang Province was 80% of it, 80% was handed over to the court, and 20% was kept as seeds for the next season and for the people's food. However, in recent years, the land has become increasingly barren, and the court felt that the 80% of grain offered was too little, so they directly set a quota and claimed that it was out of sympathy for the people! The people worked day and night, but the food they grew was not enough for them to eat, so they could only find new land to cultivate..."
Si Yi heard what the other party meant and tried to say: "The court does not allow the people to reclaim wasteland privately..." "
If they can't even afford to eat, who cares about laws and regulations? Are they really going to starve to death?" the official asked.
Nowadays, the promotion of officials in the Qiu Dynasty is never based on their abilities, but depends entirely on the luck of the forces behind them. The fact that this official was assigned to such a poor place already shows that he has different political views from the powerful people in Beijing.
The things he had done at this moment were enough to make him die countless times. He dared to do them, so why didn't he dare to speak?
Moreover, he took the initiative to seek a meeting with the master and his apprentice in order to find a way out for the people under his rule.
"I heard that your teacher is very talented and has solved disaster problems in various places. I have no other request, I just hope that everyone can have enough to eat and not be suffocated by the heavy taxes."
Seeing that the ceremonial officer looked thoughtful, the official couldn't help but feel expectant, "Have you found anything?"
The ceremonial officer analyzed today's news, pondered for a moment, and said, "The main reason is still the soil problem."
"I know, but this is the case for any inch of land in Liang Province, even places that have never been set foot by anyone." The official smiled bitterly, "Hundreds of years of harvest have long overdrawn the potential of this land. The cause was created back then, and the result must be repaid today. How can there be unconditional gain without paying a price in the world?"
But why did this price only come upon the people of Liang Province? Their ancestors had worked hard on this land, but they did not enjoy the benefits of a good harvest, and had to bear the consequences of having no rice to eat. What a hateful bunch of mediocre fools, who still do not repent until today, sucking the blood and marrow from Liang Sheng and robbing him of his last bit of vitality... The more he
thought about it, the more resentful he became.
But no matter how much he hated it, he could not take back what had been taken away. This land was already dead, and he just didn't want to accept it.
Thinking of the letters written to him by like-minded friends, which described things that seemed like miracles, the protagonists of the things were standing in front of him at this moment.
He was still expecting, as if he had grabbed the last straw.
Siyi said, "Sir, you have told me several solutions, but I just need your cooperation."
The other party showed a happy expression: "I would like to hear the details!"
Siyi and officials wandered around the grain fields in Liang Province, and many people saw it.
In the sunshine, farmers sat in the fields and ate noodles and soup sent by their families, talking incoherently: "Who is that young master? Why is he wearing a mask? And let you accompany him."
"It is said that he is the gentleman invited by you to solve our farming problems."
"Oh, we have been farmers for generations. Who in the autumn dynasty is better at planting than us Liang Province people? It's a pity that this land is so bad that even gods can't save it!"
The person who spoke gritted his teeth, and his resentment was extremely strong.
The year before last, the court increased taxes, and the grain we grew was not as much as the taxes collected! The adults who came to collect food were very dissatisfied with this. While eating delicious food, they complained about the incompetence of local officials.
Once, he got drunk in a restaurant and went out to flirt with decent women. Seeing that the people living here were skinny and there was not even a pretty girl, he felt that he was disappointed. He pointed at the local officials and insulted the people in the street, saying that they were worthless and why didn't they drag these useless old, weak, women and children out to sacrifice them alive? Anyway, they couldn't farm and wasted food, so they might as well die and turn into food to honor the nobles in the capital.
The people were angry but dared not speak out. They hated these fat and slutty blood-sucking worms in their hearts.
In the end, the local officials had to bear the pressure. They smiled and said nice things while borrowing food from nearby provinces. They finally got enough food and sent the high-ranking officials from the capital away.
The high-ranking officials left, but the trouble remained.
The people of Liang Province worked hard to farm for a whole year, but not only did they fail to save food, but they owed a lot of food. They could not see any hope at all. If they worked hard, they would die, and if they did not work hard, they would also die. They hated the world in their hearts and were full of complaints.
Just when everyone was complaining, some elderly people in the family were ready to commit suicide by jumping into the lake. The local officials gave them a way to survive. They let them grow food on their own in addition to the fields given by the government. In this way, after deducting taxes next year, they might be able to save a few meals.
The diligent people of Liang Province are tenacious. As long as they are given a glimmer of hope to survive, they are willing to work hard and have survived until today.
However, they can only watch the land become more and more barren. When the time comes, no matter how much they sow seeds, the rice seedlings will not sprout. Can they really survive?
I heard that the official has called for reinforcements, but no one knows where the problem lies. The so-called sorcerers have drained the vitality of the land. Unless they perform a living sacrifice, what else can they do?
An old man looked at the freshly turned land in front of him and murmured to himself: "If the court really wants us to die this time, then let's die." The
middle-aged man next to him turned his head suddenly and shouted: "Dad!"
The old man lowered his head tiredly, stroked the old man who had accompanied him all his life, and carried the hoe on his shoulder: "If Dad's life can feed you and your wife and children, Dad's death will be worth it."
"I just don't know, after Dad dies, the food he gets in exchange will go into your stomachs, or feed those high-ranking officials, hehe..."
The man felt uncomfortable, and chased after his father with a sad face: "Don't say sad words, at most I will go to reclaim a few more plots of land this year, there will always be a way."
"What can I do?"
The feeling of being hungry is not pleasant.
Si Yi touched his aching stomach, and bit off the hardened bread in his hand with the sparse bean soup.
There are only a few factors in agricultural development, one is the weather, two is the land, three is the good seeds, and four is the manpower.
The weather cannot be controlled, but the others can be changed.
After finishing his meal, Si Yi patted the remaining powder residue on his hands, held a charcoal pencil, and wrote and drew on the wooden board.
The official with an earnest look on his face tried to take out the four treasures of the study for him, but he refused: "The wooden board can be preserved for a longer time, and it is more convenient to draw on it." The official
watched Si Yi wrap the charcoal pencil with linen, write and draw on the flat wooden board, and soon he drew a vivid tool on the flat board that seemed to exist in reality!
The official's eyes were wide open, and he forgot to ask what this thing was. After Si Yi finished one painting, he changed to a wooden board and continued to paint the others. He took the board and carefully touched the shadow on the painting with his hand. He found that the shadow was flat on the drawing board. It was not something that ran out of the paper. He breathed a sigh of relief and exclaimed: "The young master's painting skills are really amazing."
"This is called sketching. The master taught me." Si Yi said: "If you want to learn, wait until I have time in the future and discuss it with you."
"The young master is thoughtful." The official was very grateful.
Si Yi drew a few things and introduced them to the official one by one: "This is called a curved plow."
The official remembered the straight plow used by the people today, and immediately understood the general purpose of the curved plow, and humbly asked for details.
Si Yi said: "The master said that the straight-plow is not flexible enough to turn around when plowing the land, it takes a lot of effort to move the soil, and the efficiency is not high. The improved curved-plow has a swiveling plow body during operation, which makes it easy to adjust the plowing depth and width. It is also light and flexible, easy to turn, and suitable for tilling small plots of land."
Using a curved plow can not only better break up the soil, build ridges, and carry out row sowing, but it is also conducive to field operations and management, greatly improving farming efficiency.
The official's eyes lit up more and more as he listened, and he quickly picked up another piece of wood: "What is this?"
"This is a plow cart." The ceremonial officer explained, "In the past, people used spot sowing and broadcasting to sow seeds, which was a waste of seeds and difficult to thin out. Later, in order to cultivate in rows, the rows and plants had to be separated manually. While grain production increased, it consumed a lot of manpower."
The official couldn't help but say, "Of course farming is tiring."
"If you feel tired, it means you're doing it wrong," the ceremonial officer shook his head: "Master said that if something makes people feel tired, then there should be a better solution to this problem. It's not okay to go down a single path and just work hard."
The official felt sympathetic. What the ceremonial officer said was exactly their current situation.
Si Yi pointed at the three trench openers under the three-legged plow and said, "This is a tool for sowing seeds. Do you see the exit here? When sowing seeds, people can pull the plow cart at one end, and the plow feet will open trenches on the leveled land to sow seeds, covering and filling the soil at the same time. At the same time, it can kill two birds with one stone, saving time and labor, and the efficiency can reach one hectare per day."
The official sat up straight with a snort: "What did you say? One hectare?!"
"Yes," Si Qi nodded, "This is the result that you have confirmed through experiments with surrounding villages on the road. It can not only improve sowing efficiency, but also ensure that the row spacing between each crop is always the same."
"Incredible..." the official muttered to himself, looking at the two vivid, lifelike instruments in front of him, his face was full of shock and expectation.
If we have these magical instruments, why worry about not being able to plant more acres of land next year? !
"Don't worry, this is just the beginning." The ceremonial officer smiled: "The master also said that if the soil is not suitable for planting, we can start from the inside and outside to completely solve the problem."
The official was shocked.
"What is this?"
This morning, the villagers in the village were called to the village chief's field by the village chief. The village chief's son was holding something he had never seen before and fiddling with the land.
The village chief said loudly: "Fellow villagers, a few days ago, the county governor invited two gentlemen to help us solve the problem of farming!"
"The gentlemen are kind and taught us a lot of knowledge about farming. Today, I will tell you how to make a good harvest on behalf of the gentlemen and the county governor!"
The villagers talked about it: "Who did the county governor invite?"
"Are they those damn sorcerers?"
"I think I know these two gentlemen. I heard from my relatives in Li Province before..."
The village chief ignored the villagers' discussions and gave his son a look.
The village chief's son didn't do much farming on weekdays. When it comes to physical work, there are many people in the village who are better than him.
However, under everyone's gaze, this young man who was not good at planting manipulated the tool and turned the soil easily. He also turned the direction at will to control the depth of the soil.
This group of people who have been dealing with the land all their lives were immediately shocked. Some of them even rushed forward and got in front of the curved plow to take a closer look.
Even if the village chief didn't say anything, everyone understood the benefits of the curved plow and their hearts were burning with enthusiasm.
"What a good thing!"
"How much effort can this save!"
"Don't worry," the village chief walked up and motioned the group of people not to speak, and asked his son to get another farm tool, saying, "This is a tool for sowing seeds."
After that, he sprinkled a handful of seeds on the plow, and his son walked forward under the gazes of the crowd.
The seed followed its path, digging trenches and sowing seeds while covering and filling the ground. It actually completed several things that everyone had to do repeatedly at the same time, and the speed was incredibly fast!
Everyone was no longer surprised, but excited to the point of going crazy.
"Great, great, the craftsman who made this thing is really a blessing to the world!"
"It is said that these two gentlemen brought this? They are really good people!"
"Farming this year will no longer be so hard, and we can use the extra time to open up new fields. We don't have to go hungry anymore!!"
"I see a lot of farm tools here. Are those farm tools so magical?"
Everyone was so happy that they watched the son of the village chief use several farm tools in turn, and they were so excited that they couldn't say anything.
The village chief said, "Later, all the carpenters in the village will come to me and learn from me how to make these things."
Everyone was very excited: "What? They are going to tell us the production methods directly? I thought we had to rent them from the government office!"
"You two gentlemen are so kind. After taking out the things, they didn't hide anything!" The village chief said happily, "Not only that, you also told us how to make the fields fertile!"
Everyone stopped discussing instantly, and their eyes turned to the village chief. Their eyes were so passionate that they were almost penetrating.
The village chief was not afraid at all, but smiled even more happily: "The teacher has taught many methods, but you need to listen and follow them."
With the previous experience of those farm tools, everyone had already admired the two gentlemen beyond words. At this moment, there was no hesitation at all, and they could not wait to urge: "Village chief, just tell us, we will do it!"
The village chief said: "First, we must change our previous farming habits, switch to the alternate field method, and restore the original crop rotation system."
The crop rotation system refers to the sequential planting of different crops in the same field between seasons or years, combining land use and land cultivation. It is a very scientific and effective planting method.
The people of the former Qiu Dynasty discovered this method early and have been implementing it in this way. It was only because of the appearance of the sorcerer that luck protected this land unreasonably. People no longer had to carefully cultivate the land. They recklessly planted plants that had low yields but consumed a lot of soil fertility. This habit lasted for seven or eight generations, and everyone almost forgot what the rotation farming system meant.
The village chief explained the importance of the rotation system to everyone and told everyone the meaning of the alternate field method.
"The Daitian method requires digging three trenches, one foot wide and one foot deep, on a strip of land with an area of one mu. The position of the trenches rotates every year, so it is called Daitian. Crops are planted in the trenches. After the seedlings sprout and grow leaves, we rake the ridges on both sides of the trenches and bury them under the roots of the crops while cultivating and weeding. It can prevent wind and lodging, and conserve moisture and resist drought. And the position of the ridges and trenches rotates every year, so the land will not be over-consumed and has sufficient rest time."
Everyone present is an expert in farming. After hearing the description of the village chief, they can understand the benefits of it with a little thought in their minds. It is indeed as the village chief said, there are many benefits.
The village chief's last sentence gave everyone great confidence: "The gentleman said that in previous years,
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