Chapter 867: From the Book, Back to the Book
Xu Yu was forced to stay in the palace and write furiously. The letter home he wrote in his spare time was not sent out until two days later.
At this time, Sang Zhixia was busy explaining the logic of fertile soil to others.
"It would be best if it were a piece of prime farmland blessed by nature, but if it's not, it doesn't really matter."
"As long as the soil is improved and made fertile properly, inferior fields can be transformed into good land."
Arable land is also divided into different categories, strictly differentiated according to its size, distance from water sources, and the fertility of the land itself.
Not every acre of land is fertile land, but everyone desires to own fertile land.
The first thing Sang Zhixia wanted to try was to improve the soil.
Human power can overcome nature, Sang Zhixia has always firmly believed in this.
As for those who have doubts about her statement now, it doesn’t matter. Once the facts come out, they will naturally be more eloquent than countless arguments.
Uncle Xu was writing down everything he heard in a small notebook. Seeing Sang Zhixia about to get up, he glared at her: "What did you say before you came? Sit still."
Sang Zhixia slowly sat back on the softly cushioned chair, pressing her forehead with a look of confusion as she said, "Third Uncle, I'm not that delicate."
“It’s not a question of being squeamish or not.”
Uncle San quickly glanced in the direction of Xu Wenxiu and the others and said solemnly, "This requires keeping one's word. A gentleman should keep his word."
Sang Zhixia's idea of land improvement received unanimous support from all levels of government, but in the process of gradually implementing the idea, Sang Zhixia had to be subject to many restrictions and supervision due to physical reasons.
Xu Wenxiu and Mrs. Xie even threatened that if Sang Zhixia dared not cooperate, they would forcibly take Sang Zhixia home.
Uncle Xu was afraid that he would be affected and lose his fun, so he whispered, "My niece-in-law, please be obedient and don't bring trouble to your uncle."
"Your Third Aunt has already said that if I..."
"What are you saying about me behind my back?"
Aunt Xu gave the person who spoke an unhappy look, then turned to look at Sang Zhixia and smiled as gently as the spring breeze: "Don't bother with your uncle, the food is ready over there, come with me to eat."
Sang Zhixia was actually not hungry at all. Compared to eating snacks, she was obviously more interested in what Uncle Xu said.
Uncle Xu was so excited to have a confidant that he kept saying, "I knew you would be interested." while clutching the booklet he always kept with him.
"But if we want to get this done, we need your consent first."
As if afraid that Sang Zhixia wouldn't trust him, Third Uncle Xu quickly assured her, "Don't worry, girl. As long as you don't want to, the only place these things I've recorded will appear is in our study. No one else will see a single word!"
Uncle Xu actually had this idea a long time ago.
This is why he declined the emperor's offer to appoint him as an official in the court.
Sang Zhixia has moved to many places and planted different crops over the years. He has developed different strategies in different environments, and all of them are effective.
Sang Zhixia habitually recorded these past records in a book. Xu Yu recorded every step in great detail and kept them all. Not a single book was lost after moving to so many places.
Combined with the experiences and insights that Uncle Xu summarized and recorded during the participation process, it actually constitutes a very complete planting manual.
He wanted to collect all the information and compile it into a universal book, which would not record anything else but only describe the entire process of planting something in the field.
According to Uncle Xu's idea, the content of the book should be simplified as much as possible, removing obscure words and phrases, and focusing on being easy to understand.
It would be best if corresponding drawings could be inserted so that illiterate farmers can also understand the meaning of the pictures.
This is a book that was conceived with the people at the bottom of society in mind.
If the experience and summary are used properly, it will be of great help to folk farming which can only be passed down orally from generation to generation or simply imitated.
But first, Sang Zhixia needs to nod.
After all, it was Sang Zhixia who proposed and successfully implemented various ideas, and many ingenious methods that no one knew about were also Sang Zhixia's ideas.
Uncle Xu was just a participant and recorder, he had no right to spread Sang Zhixia's hard work.
Unexpectedly, Sang Zhixia just laughed after hearing this: "What Third Uncle said is a good thing, why should I disagree?"
The biggest secret to a good harvest is the difference in grain varieties, and in recent years Sang Zhixia has been trying to teach those who want to learn the skills, and has never kept them secret.
The grain seeds that were supposed to be kept secret had already been ordered to be distributed by Sang Zhixia, and countless people who had never met her benefited from it.
Sang Zhixia never thought of being the only one.
Ensuring that more people have enough to eat is not just an ambition that can be expressed verbally.
Uncle Xu was so excited that he knocked over the teacup in his hand: "Seriously?"
"Girl, are you really willing to let me pass on these experiences and skills?"
"Of course it's true."
Sang Zhixia politely touched the little rabbit that Yuanbao Baba had brought, coaxed the child, and said with a smile, "If Third Uncle wanted to do this, he should have mentioned it to me earlier."
"I have the most comprehensive collection of manuals. Many of them are unknown to Uncle San. If you follow them, you'll get twice the result with half the effort. At least it's better than crossing the river by feeling the stones."
Aunt Xu was a little amused at her husband's red eyes from excitement, but after thinking about it, she whispered, "Xia Xia, your uncle just does what he wants. You don't have to be too accommodating to him."
"Those things are the result of your hard work. To be honest, they are worthy of being heirlooms. It's a pity to just give them away like this."
Nowadays, any small restaurant with a little fame among the people has its own secret recipe that is never told to others. Generations have been relying on this secret recipe to make their meals.
How could Sang Zhixia not keep any secrets when he has such a big business?
Sang Zhixia was amused by the examples Aunt Xu San gave. She flipped through Uncle Xu San's booklet and said softly, "But these things I know weren't my secret recipes in the first place."
She learned it in her previous life.
She is also a winner.
It wasn't something that belonged to her alone.
Sang Zhixia said with a smile: "I came from books and I will return to books."
"No matter how many people can benefit from it, at least I have tried my best. It is better than just me knowing it."
"If it can truly become popular among the people, spread far and wide, and have a chance to be implemented and passed down, that would be a great blessing for me."
In the future, she will no longer have to rely on the produce of the land for her livelihood, but she also hopes that those who are rooted in the land and depend on it for a living can gain more through sweat.
This original intention has never changed from the beginning to the end.
Uncle Xu was clearly a grown man, but at this moment, he was shocked by the firmness in Sang Zhixia's words and his eyes trembled slightly.
The old man turned the chess piece he had been holding for a long time, raised his hand and threw it onto the chessboard, stood up and said, "What book are you talking about? Tell me more about it."
Although the old man was born a military general, he was also an expert in literature and painting.
As long as the old man is willing to help, the day when their vision comes true will surely come faster.
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