After all, she was a young lady from a prominent family, and her daily work was far removed from these things, so she couldn't really distinguish between them.
The old farmer smiled and said, "Eighth Junior Sister, you don't need to worry about it. It's normal that you don't recognize these things."
The blush on Jiang Luofu's face gradually faded, and she asked, feigning composure, "What was Seventh Senior Brother studying just now?"
Zuan was somewhat surprised. She clearly didn't know much about these farming matters, but she chatted with the other person enthusiastically, which was completely opposite to her previous attitude towards Yin Shi.
At this moment, the old farmer pointed to the lush green rice seedlings not far away and replied: "The growth of wheat requires a lot of soil fertility. Often, after planting one season, the land has to rest for one to two years. Such efficiency is too low. Moreover, frequent irrigation can easily lead to soil salinization. So I have been looking for something to replace it. Later, I found that rice does not need to be left fallow, and in suitable places, it can even be harvested two to three times a year."
Jiang Luofu smiled and said, "This is a good thing. Why is Seventh Senior Brother so worried?"
The old farmer sighed: "There's no such thing as a perfect solution. I soon discovered that rice also has its disadvantages. In recent years, the Great Zhou Dynasty has been prosperous and peaceful, and the population has increased dramatically. The yield per unit area of rice has almost reached its limit. If we don't find a solution in advance, within twenty years, the rice production in the Great Zhou Dynasty will not be able to keep up with the population growth rate, and there will definitely be a great famine."
Zuan, who had been casually looking around, felt a surge of admiration upon hearing this.
At that moment, he understood why Jiang Luofu treated the old farmer so differently from Yin Shi.
Although Yin Shi's art of pure conversation and debate was popular among the aristocracy, it was of no benefit to the common people. On the contrary, this old farmer was thinking about practical issues such as the national economy and people's livelihood.
In any world, those who genuinely care about the people deserve respect.
At this point, the old farmer said, "Moreover, rice has another problem, which is that it is too easy to get sick. If you are not careful, it can easily lead to a complete crop failure, with no harvest at all in the whole field, and the people's hard work for a year will come to nothing."
Jiang Luofu frowned as she listened. She wanted to comfort her, but unfortunately, everyone has their own expertise, and she really didn't know anything about this field, so she had no way to offer any comfort.
Just then, a voice came from the side: "Then why not try hybrid rice?"
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