They only need to contribute some labor, along with good food and drink, and continue to take 70% of the wheat; they themselves can't bring themselves to do it.
Now that their employer has said this, they feel much more at ease.
Those who had previously chosen to hire others felt much more at ease.
The happiest among them were undoubtedly the disciples of Xing Shu Sect and the three men from the Li family.
Everyone has a seed; once they get their hands on it, it's theirs.
These are all divine seeds; if only I could take them home and plant them with my family.
Even if we can't make the wheat grow instantly like the landlord.
The harvest will definitely be good.
Although no one went to weigh the yield per acre yesterday.
But experienced farmers who are familiar with the fields can estimate that it is roughly correct.
Based on the number and weight of individual wheat ears yesterday.
Even the most conservative estimate is that the yield of wheat per mu (unit of land area) is definitely over 1,000 jin (unit of weight).
A thousand jin (500 kg), that's a huge amount of money.
That's three times their previous wheat harvest.
Moreover, one thousand catties is a conservative estimate; clearly, it is definitely more than one thousand catties.
Now that the landlord is giving them wheat seeds, it means they are allowed to grow them themselves. Who wouldn't be happy?
The crowd perked up again. After receiving their pies, they stuffed them into their pockets, shouldered their tools, and marched proudly into the fields.
Even the children cheered and ran into the fields.
Some families no longer allow older children to look after younger children.
Infants or toddlers who cannot move are simply strapped to the backs of adults and taken along to work in the summer.
This saves us from wasting another person's labor.
The children are not capable of doing heavy work.
But there is strength in numbers.
One person can easily pull up the roots of several wheat plants.
Older children could even drive oxen or donkeys behind to plow the fields.
The smaller ones follow behind, digging holes and burying seeds.
If we hurry, we can harvest another crop of wheat this afternoon.
Just as things were getting busy again at the farm.
Inside Lufeng City.
Prefect Qin went to the vegetable shop early in the morning to look for Yun Zhiyi, but found no one there.
The shop assistants were busy selling vegetables and didn't participate in yesterday's grand event.
But when I went back in the evening, I helped harvest the wheat and listened to my family's explanation. I knew that the owner probably wouldn't be coming to the vegetable shop for a while.
However, he knew he couldn't tell anyone about this, so he only said that his employer had something to do.
Prefect Qin, thinking about the report he had seen yesterday, couldn't wait any longer, so he simply ordered a carriage to be prepared and went to Dongyang Farm to find Yun Zhiyi himself.
The autumn harvest is in full swing everywhere during this period.
Prefect Qin was also busy with the matter of tax collection.
There are so many villages around Lufeng City, and the people in the city also have fields in the suburbs, as well as government-owned land.
It's impossible to wait until all the accounts are collected before checking them all at once.
They always cleared out the accounts little by little in advance.
The grain officials would calculate the days and go to villages with less land where the harvest could be completed in a few days to collect taxes and settle accounts.
Dongyang Tianzhuang is one of them.
However, Yun Zhiyi had Li Chengzhi report the grain harvest situation at Dongyang Farm in advance.
Next, the farm was to close its doors and begin farming, and the entire farm was in a state of chaos, with no one to deal with the situation.
The booklet contains detailed records of the farm's grain collection and the reasons for it.
When it was delivered, it was casually placed aside and then placed on Prefect Qin's desk along with other items.
Prefect Qin only saw it last night.
After watching it, I tossed and turned all night.
The average yield per mu was 498 jin.
In other words, all farmland has roughly the same value.
The reason is that a pesticide was used to replenish the soil and crops with nutrients and increase yield!
Upon first glance, Prefect Qin instinctively disbelieved it.
Then they began to wonder if the medicine had any other side effects.
For example, it's like pulling up seedlings to help them grow, overdrawing the soil's fertility.
Or there might be a problem with the excess wheat that has grown.
But consider that this data comes from Zhuangzi by Yun Zhiyi.
Thinking of her vegetable stall, and those food shops.
If it were her, she might actually have a solution.
He even wondered if the capital city had already started planting these high-yield wheat varieties.
After all, that's how he thinks.
If there is something that can increase crop yields, it should be offered up.
Now, what he most wants to know is whether this method can be used in Lufeng City next year.
If possible, the grain production of Lufeng City could double next year.
The more Prefect Qin thought about it, the more anxious he became. He couldn't wait a moment longer and rushed to the estate.
When he asked the shop assistant, he also mentioned the yield of 500 jin per mu.
There were people queuing up all around, and those at the front of the line were naturally surprised when they heard it.
How is it possible to produce 500 jin of wheat per mu?
But this was asked by Prefect Qin.
The person who answered was a staff member at Yunjian Restaurant.
Considering the effects of these dishes, many people are filled with doubt and skepticism.
Then the message was passed down.
Some people even grabbed the shop assistants and asked them questions.
The shop assistants couldn't tell them much, but they could confirm that it was true.
The reason was that the employer helped.
As for how the employer helped, they remained silent.
This made the guests even more uneasy.
After all, food is the most important thing for people.
Every ordinary family has a few acres of land.
Even those wealthy gentlemen have plenty of land to cultivate.
If there really were high-yield grain varieties, who wouldn't be excited?
Unfortunately, the shop assistants knew nothing about it, and they couldn't really arrest the person and interrogate them.
Thinking of the prefect who left in such a hurry, everyone held a glimmer of hope.
I hope this is true.
Hopefully, they will also have the opportunity to grow high-yield grains.
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