Datang romantic little landlord

At least Li Wangyou felt that Chang'an is now much hotter than Chengdu in later generations.Chengdu can plant two crops a year, so why not Guanzhong Road?

Changing to rice can be more beneficial than wheat.

High yield, short ripening period, no disadvantages except that it needs a lot of water resources and is not hardy to cold.

And these two points are not a problem in Guan Zhongdao now.

It is now the end of August, and we can rush to plant a season of rice to recover the losses caused by the locust plague.Li Wangyou only thought of this matter just now, and he couldn't help but blame himself secretly, why did he forget such an important thing.

Li Wangyou couldn't help being a little annoyed at the ridicule of Li Er and the other big bosses.Although no one had any malicious intentions, even Li Wangyou felt depressed by the feeling of being underestimated.

What is even more frustrating for him is that what he proposes is the correct approach, but it is not accepted or even criticized by others.

Including Li Er, they still cling to the century-old farming tradition and feel that Guanzhong Road is only suitable for large-scale planting of wheat and sorghum.

They have never considered the possibility of growing rice twice a year in Guanzhong Road.

Li Wangyou rolled his eyes silently, as expected the truth is only in the hands of a few people.

He couldn't help raising his voice: "Uncle, nephew is not joking! Guan Zhongdao can really replant a lot of rice!"

"Okay, Ziyou, don't make trouble anymore. If you want to talk about other skills, I believe you, but when it comes to farming, hehe..." Li Er said with a smile: "I still remember how you made people sowing rice fields."

Nani?What do you mean?

Li Wangyou was a little confused by Li Er's words, what happened to him?What makes people sow rice fields?

Seeing Li Wangyou's puzzled expression, Fang Xuanling also smiled: "Ziyou, did you plant rice on the [-] mu of saline-alkali land you improved?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Li Wangyou asked in a daze.

"Haha, the old man remembers, those rice fields were dug in a mess by you, wasting a lot of land. There are also two acres of rice fields, which are sown even more crookedly. I heard that you also let people do this?" Fang Xuanling twirled her beard and laughed.

Even Fang Xuanling admired Li Wangyou's talent and learning.Fang Xuanling couldn't put down that book of the Three Kingdoms, and as for the poems "plagiarized" by Li Wangyou, Fang Xuanling loved it even more.

But when it came to Li Wangyou's actions in farming, he could only shake his head and smile wryly.

However, in the eyes of Fang Xuanling, Li Er and the others, it is normal for Li Wangyou to understand something. For what he said just now, everyone just laughed, as if the younger generation had said some joke. People take it to heart.

Li Wangyou had long forgotten about his [-]-acre rice fields, and now that the mansion is making a lot of money every day, how could he care about those rice fields?

Now that he was reminded by Li Er and Fang Xuanling, he suddenly woke up.

The paddy field that Fang Xuanling said was sown indiscriminately was the two acres of land that he ordered people to plant with the method of throwing rice seedlings, right?

Damn, what is random sowing? It's the throwing method, which can increase the rice yield by ten percent.

Li Wangyou was completely speechless, and he didn't bother to argue anymore, what is the actual situation, let Li Er and the others go and see for themselves.

"Uncle, Wei Guogong, you almost forgot if you didn't mention my nephew. Hehe, why don't you go and have a look at the rice field you mentioned today. See if my nephew was sowing seeds indiscriminately. Look at my nephew. What's the use of those ditches that people dig. If my nephew's rice field is growing well, how about uncle thinking about my nephew's suggestion just now?"

"Hehe, Ziyou, you really don't give up when you see the Yellow River. It's no wonder that your randomly sown rice field can grow well. Alright, don't mess around. I'm going to discuss business with you guys." Li Er I didn't believe his words at all, and shook my head, unwilling to continue this topic.

Li Wangyou choked on Li Er's words, and almost killed himself from anger.

This soil turtle, Li Er, doesn't even know his own three-dimensional rice farming technology, shit!

When he wanted to say something, he saw Li Heng hurried into the bathroom.

"Lang Jun, the villager is here, and I have a happy event to tell you."

Li Wangyou was depressed, and asked casually: "What happy event? His family is getting married or something?"

"It's the rice fields in the mansion that are ripe. I'm here to ask Mr. Lang how soon it will start harvesting, so that he can arrange manpower."

Although the government doesn't care about the income from the [-] mu of rice fields at all, since ancient times in China, harvesting farmland has been a major event no matter what time of day, so naturally it cannot be sloppy.

Nowadays, in the entire Guanzhong Road, because rice is only planted on a small amount of land, the government does not pay much attention to the rice harvest.

When the wheat is ripe and ready to be harvested, that is the top priority of the government.

Not only need to sacrifice to heaven, but also have various ceremonies to celebrate the harvest.

Even Li Er will have to go to the field himself at that time, and harvest the first clump of wheat in the spring plowing of the Royal Farm.

This is also an important ceremony not inferior to the royal family's plowing ceremony. Not only Li Er has to go to the field to harvest in person, but the empress Changsun and the prince also have to follow him to pick up the ears.After the harvest, you have to sacrifice to the sky to show your gratitude for the gift of God.

Therefore, in Lao Cunzheng's view, it was a big event that his lord's rice fields had matured, so he rushed to report.

Hearing this, Li Wangyou couldn't help but raised his head and laughed, it was really sleepy and someone gave him a pillow.He was wondering how to convince Li Er and the others, and now it was time for them to see with their own eyes whether he knew farming or not!

"Li Heng, you go and ask the old village to prepare for the harvest immediately, arrange manpower, and start harvesting today. I will go to the rice field in a while and take charge of the harvest."

"promise."

After Li Heng left, Li Wangyou turned around and looked at Li Er and the others: "Uncle, Cai Village just came to tell my nephew that the [-] mu of rice fields are ripe and ready to be harvested today. I don't know if uncle is interested, go and have a look." How is my nephew's rice field harvest?"

When Li Er saw that he brought up the matter of going to the rice fields again, he couldn't help but shook his head: "Hehe, Ziyou, you are really stubborn, do you have to let me go to see your rice fields? Well, there is nothing wrong with you today, you gentlemen, why not follow me Let's all go and see what the harvest of Ziyou's rice field is this year."

"Haha, since His Majesty is interested, he will naturally go and have a look. I am also curious about the yield per mu of Ziyou's randomly sown rice fields." Fang Xuanling nodded in agreement.

When Li Er spoke, everyone naturally had no objection. After changing their clothes under the service of the maid, the group rode to the rice field...

491 An Amazing Fish Catch

In fact, Li Wangyou's [-]-acre rice field has entered the ripening period a few days ago and must start harvesting.

When the rice is fully mature, the husk of the rice turns yellow, and the moisture in the rice grains decreases and hardens. This is the best harvesting period for rice.If this period is missed, the rice will enter the dry maturity period, not only will the yield decrease, but the rice quality will also deteriorate.

But at this time, the Guanzhong Road in the Tang Dynasty cultivated spring wheat, which was sown in March and April every year. The growth period lasted for more than 200 days, and the harvest did not start until October in golden autumn.

If it is winter wheat grown in Shaanxi in later generations, the growing period is even more than [-] days. It is cultivated from August to December every year and harvested from May to July of the following year.

The old village has never planted rice, and did not expect that the maturity of rice only takes about five months, that is, more than 150 days.

If he hadn't traveled to Li Wangyou's [-]-acre paddy field every now and then, he might have missed the best time for rice harvest.

Li Wangyou led the crowd and rode slowly, passing through the still green wheat fields in Dingzhou Village, and when they arrived at the [-] mu rice field by the Gan River, everyone was shocked by the golden rice field in front of them.

Looking around, as far as the eye can see, there are heartbreaking golden waves, which are more dazzling under the sunlight.

Regardless of the dirtiness of the rice field, Li Er jumped off his horse, grabbed a bunch of ears of wheat, crushed the husks with his palm, threw the rice grains into his mouth, and chewed them a few times.

"Ziyou, you really didn't lie to me. This rice field is indeed ripe and should be harvested."

"Hey, Uncle, look at this paddy field, my nephew planted it in a mess?" Li Wangyou pointed at the stretches of golden paddy fields, very proud.

This group of local turtles dare not believe the words of Lord Ben, are they dumbfounded now?