The disciples of Mingyue's Renzong in Qin Dynasty

"???" Not only Yan Lingji was puzzled, but also the farmers who came out to work together were stunned. Well, they really brought their families to play.

But it's normal, who would be willing to let such a beautiful daughter-in-law come out to do such dirty and tiring work.

The men and children who didn't see themselves kept looking there, and they always went to work in that person's field for no reason, and even helped others work.

"It's not for you to play with water for nothing, you record the temperature of the water at different time periods!" Wu Chenzi said while looking at Yan Lingji.

"That's it?" Yan Lingji looked at Wu Chenzi and asked.

"Yes, you don't understand if you talk too much. Rice is a plant that loves temperature. If the water temperature is too high or too low, the rice will dry up and freeze to death." Wu Chenzi said.

"There are others like this?" An old farmer looked at Wu Chenzi and asked.

"Yes, my daughter-in-law has the ability to be particularly sensitive to temperature." Wu Chenzi said with a smile.

"Then wait until the husband finds out the suitable water temperature and tell us!" The old farmer said with a smile.

Wu Chenzi nodded seriously, in any era, food is always the easiest thing to be recognized by the public.

At first, Wuchenzi thought it was because of the division of the land of each family. But after coming to this world and reading the classics of the farm family, Wuchenzi realized that the so-called open fields are not just for distinguishing the land. Various boundaries.

Because it is necessary to distinguish the boundaries, several boundary stones can be erected, and the two points form a line. It is the same as the boundary of mountains and forests, and there is no need to build such high field ridges.

Later, Wu Chenzi realized that the most important thing is to control the water temperature in order to keep the fertilizer and water from flowing into other fields. When the temperature is low, reduce the water in the sky, expose it to the sun, and increase the water temperature. When the temperature is high, divert water into the field. , lower the water temperature.

"You have to play with the water in these fields. I have prepared different water levels and temperatures." Wu Chenzi said, looking at Yan Lingji.

"Okay!" Yan Lingji nodded and replied, compared to pulling weeds, she thought it would be more interesting to play in the water.

"If you come earlier, you can control the number of weeds!" Wu Chenzi sighed.

They have already finished sowing when they came here, and bought his field, so they can only pull the weeds hard. After all, there were no herbicides in ancient times.

So day after day, we spent weeding, measuring water temperature, and fertilizing.

"Fertilizing is also a technical job!" Wu Chenzi sighed. It is the most wasteful method to directly fill the manure of livestock into the rice field. The manure can be hit and then retting for a period of time, and then add various plant ash, dry it and then sprinkle it Into the farmland, reducing the weight of manure can also reduce the workload, while increasing the fertility.

"Teach those old farmers the technique of fertilizing!" Wu Chenzi said, looking at Yan Lingji.

These retting techniques were all he recalled in the "Nongzheng Quanshu", which did not exist in this era, so they are relatively advanced, at least much better than slash-and-burn farming, and can increase production by a lot.

"Oh!" Yan Lingji nodded. These days, Wuchenzi taught her a lot of things, all related to farming. To teach the old farmers of the tribe.

Some believe it and some don't, but the result will not be known until the first harvest of this year.

As for the water temperature, they didn't know how to describe it in detail. After all, there was no Fahrenheit thermometer, so they used the red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple colors to replace it, which was also convenient and easy to understand.

"You came here just to teach Baiyue people to learn how to farm?" Yan Lingji looked at Wu Chenzi and asked.

"The impact of natural disasters on Baiyue is relatively small. After all, the water system here is well developed, and what is different from Chu State is that Baiyue people are very interesting." Wu Chenzi said with a smile.

"What's interesting?" Yan Lingji asked curiously.

"Baiyue people take water from the river, and they will also sacrifice to the river god, the Dragon King, and then, please ask the river god to bless you, and ask the Dragon King for mercy, and then regardless of whether there is any response, the sacrifices they bring will be taken home to eat, and then We started digging the canal the next day." Wu Chenzi said with a smile.

"Isn't that right?" Yan Lingji asked puzzled.

"Yes, that's right. After all, there is a lack of entertainment. Sacrifice may be a rare entertainment activity for Baiyue. In fact, Baiyue people are just like the Central Plains people. They only believe in themselves. As for offering sacrifices to gods, there is only one Spiritual sustenance, after all, they don't have a king to rely on." Wu Chenzi analyzed.

"To put it simply, the state of Chu is praying to the gods, and the people of Baiyue are informing the gods. I come to sacrifice to you to tell you. If you agree or not, that is your business. I have already notified you!" Wu Chenzi said with a smile.

"It seems to be like this!" Yan Lingji nodded thoughtfully.

"The priest of the tribe is dying, and he said that he wants me to replace her as the high priest of the tribe!" Yan Lingji looked at Wu Chenzi and said.

"Why not?" Wu Chenzi said with a smile. He would choose to live here. Apart from the fact that this tribe is the largest in a hundred miles, there is another point that their leader is a woman, and the priests are also women. about to die.

"Then I'll go and reply to her!" Yan Lingji said.

"En!" Wu Chenzi nodded.

There are many reasons why Yan Lingji can become the high priest of this tribe. First of all, Yan Lingji is from Baiyue. It can be seen from the tattoo on her body. It is also for this reason that people here will recognize Wuchenzi , regard him as a kinsman.

The second reason is that Yan Lingji was once the fire girl of the Baiyue Kingdom. This is also well known to all Baiyue, so it is also the main reason why she can become a priest.

Finally, during this period of time, Wu Chenzi and Yan Lingji continued to teach the local people planting techniques, which was recognized by the local people.

Therefore, Yan Lingji became the new priest, and no one would object to it. There were many people who agreed with her. After all, there was a high priest who was as beautiful as a flower, and she would have face when she said it.

Especially when wrangling with other tribes, saying that our priest is a celestial maiden can kill other tribes in seconds.

So during the first summer harvest, Yan Lingji became the priestess of this tribe, and Wuchenzi's experimental field also ushered in the first harvest.

The old farmers of the tribe all came to the dust-free fields, looked at the rice grown in different water temperatures, and waited for the weighing after harvest.

"Without weighing, we can see that the harvest of that well-manicured field will be more than double that of ours!" said an old farmer looking at the yellow-orange ears of rice.

"Yeah, I didn't believe it before, but I thought that since I was a farmer from the Central Plains, I followed suit, but I still couldn't follow it all, and the ears of wheat were not as full as his." Another old farmer said.

Because they all wanted more variety, so when Yan Lingji told them how many plants should be controlled in a pinch, they didn't follow suit, which made the rice ears not absorb enough nutrients, and some even died early, which led to the final harvest. The result was not as good as the field that Wu Chenzi carefully tended.

"Temperature, plants, fertilization, etc. are the key to the harvest!" Wu Chenzi said, looking at Yan Lingji.

To be honest, he was also a little nervous, afraid that except for mistakes, after all, he also recalled it from the book, who knows if he read it wrong or missed it, because the living environment is different and it is not applicable.

"The result is out!" The old farmer who was in charge of weighing looked at the crowd and said.

"How is it?" Everyone looked at the man with concern and asked.

"Twice as much as ours, and more plump!" said the old farmer weighing.

"Huh~" Wuchenzi heaved a sigh of relief, as expected the book was still trustworthy.

Chapter 535

"Double!" The entire Baiyue tribe was stunned. Even if it increased a little, it would be extremely fortunate for them. This is a full double, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a contemporary Shennong.

"Ma'am is amazing!" Wu Chenzi turned around and saluted Yan Lingji.

Yan Lingji was stunned for a moment, I just go to the field to play with water every day, what do I care?

All the people of Baiyue were also stunned. They are not fools these days, they all know that the real workers are Wuchenzi, and Yan Lingji just went to play in the water, so why is it related to Yan Lingji?

"You may think that all of this is related to me, but I am just an executor, and it is Madam who is really leading everything behind the scenes." Wu Chenzi explained.

"So that's how it is!" The people of Baiyue knew it instantly. Let them admit that Wu Chenzi was from the Central Plains. Although they had to admit it, it would be even better if they were guided by the Baiyue people themselves.

"???" Yan Lingji looked at Wu Chenzi dumbfounded, not knowing whether she should accept it or not.

"Hold on, what's yours is mine, and what's mine is mine, there's no difference!" Wu Chenzi said via voice transmission.

Only then did Yan Lingji speak to the people of Baiyue: "Rice is the food that my Baiyue relies on for survival. It is my husband and I's lifelong pursuit to increase rice production. I am very pleased to have such a production."

"Unfortunately, the most difficult thing for rice grain is to survive in the early stage!" An old farmer sighed.

The grains in the pre-Qin period are all directly selected from the best rice, with full grains, and then sowed as seeds for the next year. Unfortunately, the survival rate is still very difficult. Basically, there is no one in ten. Therefore, every time you sow, the biggest loss is in the germ of the grain. when.

Yan Lingji looked at Wu Chenzi, she also knew this, she experienced it when she was a child, she would choose the best and fullest seeds every year, and she was reluctant to eat them, but not many really survived and germinated.

Wu Chenzi nodded. The seed cultivation of crops is also the most important thing. Even in later generations of China, seeds such as corn and potatoes need to be imported, because the seeds themselves are rarely produced by China itself. The final corn embryos are used as seeds, and they can only be passed on for three generations before being completely abolished.

The greatness of Academician Yuan is not only that he increased rice production and resisted drought, but most importantly, he left the seed cultivation technology in China, and rice seeds all over the world need to be exported to China.

"Don't worry, I've already made arrangements!" Wu Chenzi said to Yan Lingji through voice transmission.

"Everyone can rest assured, my husband and I have already prepared a countermeasure, but it's a pity that we came late and missed the time to sow the seeds!" Yan Lingji said apologetically.

"Priests don't need to blame themselves, I'm already satisfied with increasing the rice production like this!" An old farmer hurriedly helped Yan Lingji up and said.

"It made us late!" Wu Chenzi said as he supported the old farmer.

"If there is no priest, we will not be able to survive this calamity year. How dare we expect more!" the old farmer said with tears in his eyes.

"After all, we were late!" Wu Chenzi said, this was the first time he felt the importance of food to people.

"It's a pity that there are too many weeds eating!" Wu Chenzi said.

"There are a lot of weeds. It's because I didn't take care of the crops enough. It has nothing to do with the priest and sir." The old farmer said.

Weeds can be pulled out manually. If there are many weeds, it can only be said that they are not diligent enough. If they are really hardworking, they go to the field every day to pull out the weeds. How can there be weeds robbing them?

"You don't even have a way to get rid of weeds, do you?" Yan Lingji looked at Wu Chenzi and asked.

"Yes, although we can't completely get rid of weeds, but we can get rid of most of them!" Wu Chenzi said.

"Fansheng Agricultural Book" is the first agricultural book in China. Before that, he always thought that "Equal Names and Essentials" was the first agricultural book in China. Later, he realized that "Equal Names and Essentials" was only the first comprehensive agricultural book. "Fan Sheng Nong Shu" is the earliest agricultural book in China, but even "Fan Sheng Nong Shu" did not appear until the late Western Han Dynasty.

"The art of retting and water temperature is not only the art of our Qinghe tribe, but also the art of my Baiyue. Therefore, I hope that you can pass it on to other tribes, so that the people of Baiyue can survive this calamity year safely!" Wu Chenzi looked at all the people of the Qinghe Tribe and said.

"Sir, do you mean that you want to spread these technologies to the whole Baiyue?" The leader of Qinghe looked at Wu Chenzi and asked with a frown.

"Madame is the Holy Maiden of Fire of Baiyue, not just from the Qinghe Tribe, these technologies were brought to Qinghe by us, and also to Baiyue!" Wu Chenzi said seriously.

If the leader of the Qinghe tribe dared to stop him, he would dare to kill people directly. What he wanted was the prosperity of the entire Baiyue, not just one Qinghe tribe.

"I will send people to pass on these technologies to other tribes. As for whether they believe it or not, I can't guarantee it!" said the leader of the Qinghe tribe.

Wuchenzi nodded. After all, not everyone dares to accept the experiment, but there are always people who will believe it. As long as you believe it, it will bring about effects, and then it will be passed on from person to person, and it will always spread to the whole Baiyue. .

After busy summer, Wuchenzi had nothing to do, so he took Yan Lingji and Shao Siming to visit the mountains and rivers of the Qinghe tribe, but the people of the Qinghe tribe became very respectful when they saw them. The returned meat will be given priority to them.

"Meet the head!" On this day, Wu Chenzi saw a haggard young man in a deep mountain.

"You are?" Wu Chenzi searched all over his memory, but he still couldn't remember that he had the impression of this person.

"I am a three-generation disciple of the elder Zongmu Xuzi of the Taoist family, Qing Hezi!" said the young man.

"Are you Qing Hezi?" Wu Chenzi remembered, but Qing Hezi was a big fat man, exactly like the haggard man in front of him.

"The master remembers me?" Qing Hezi said in surprise.

Wu Chenzi nodded, he couldn't remember the figure and voice, but he would never forget those always clear eyes.

"Why are you here? I remember that your disciples who entered Baiyue followed the son of Qin's clan, Ying Lei." Wu Chenzi said, most of the disciples who carried out the Fifth Heaven's Order of Humanity were led by the Taoist school. The branch of Baiyue came out following the Celestial Man Yingbai of the Qin clan.

"Master Yinglei is dead!" Qing Hezi said in a low voice.

"Dead?" Wuchenzi was stunned. The other disciples of the Fifth Heavenly Order of Humanity were given priority to protect the clan princes of the Qin Kingdom. Ying Lei was already a heavenly man when he came out, so how could he die!

"After we entered Baiyue, we were besieged by a pack of wolves. In order to protect us, Mr. Ying Lei withdrew and entered the pack of wolves alone, intending to kill the wolf king. In the end, we were outnumbered and died at the mouth of the pack of wolves. We also regrouped , led by Senior Brother Qing Xizi to continue to execute the characters." Qing Hezi said.

"Qingxizi!" Wu Chenzi nodded. Qingxizi was one of the candidates for the four masters of the Taoist clan, but Qing Jizi, who was also a candidate for the four masters, had already died.

"Baiyue is too big, and we have too few people, so the sect leader is the only fellow sect I've seen in these years!" Qing Xizi said.

"How long have you been apart?" Wu Chenzi asked after a moment of silence.Baiyue is indeed too big, but the number of disciples sent to Baiyue is only three hundred, including Qin Ruishi and the clan's son, it is only five hundred. If they are thrown into Baiyue, there will be no waves at all.

"We separated in the first year after we came out. Although there are occasional news in these years, but more often there is no news." Qing Hezi said in a low voice.

Wu Chenzi knew that the ones who had no news could only be missing and gone, which was both expected and unexpected by them.

"But we have lived up to the expectations of the sect master and the masters. Even if we die, we have agreed to gather the information we have in one place and leave a mark!" Qing Hezi said.

Wu Chenzi closed his eyes and held back his tears. Perhaps the last messages sent by those disciples before their death were not to ask for help, but to leave the location of the place where the mountain and river hydrology information he collected was stored.

"Thank you for your hard work, I will take you home!" Wu Chenzi said solemnly.

"I'm afraid I will disappoint the head, I won't go!" Qing Hezi looked at Wu Chenzi and said with a smile.

"Why?" Wu Chenzi looked at Qing Hezi, only to find that Qing Hezi's back was covered in blood, and the whole back was in a mess, apparently bitten by wild animals.

"I was able to last until now because I felt the breath of my fellow sect, so I waited again. Sect leader, please go there and retrieve the information I have collected over the years." Qing Hezi pointed to Yuanshan and said.

Wuchenzi looked at Qinghezi, not so much that he pointed it out when he arrived at Qinghezi, but rather that before he came, Qinghezi's body had already pointed to that position.

"No, I will definitely take you back!" Wuchenzi said frantically, the scroll of life was running, and everything rejuvenated to the extreme, but it was a pity that Qinghezi couldn't be saved after all.

"He... has already left!" Yan Lingji said with red eyes looking at the crazy Wu Chenzi.

The scroll of life can bring the dead back to life, but that is because people still have breath, and what remains here is just an obsession of Qing Hezi's life, pointing to the place where the information he has collected over the years is stored until his death .

"No, no, I will definitely be able to survive!" Wu Chenzi kept using the scroll of life.

"Master, there's no need, from the day we came out, we already knew that this day would come!" Qing Hezi looked at Wu Chenzi and stopped his movements.

Wu Chenzi sat on the ground slumped, he didn't know what kind of obsession it was that allowed Qing Hezi to keep his divine sense alive for so long, at least he could guarantee that he wouldn't be able to do so when he died.

"Go, head, the bamboo slips can't be preserved for long, Baiyue is too damp, and I don't know how much information can be preserved!" Qing Hezi looked at Wu Chenzi and continued.

Wuchenzi's eyes were red, at first it was Qingfengzi, but Qingfengzi was still alive, then Qingjizi, but Qingjizi was also dead, and now another disciple died in front of him.

Qing Jizi kept his sanity until his death, and did not hurt Huaxia alone, but now Qing Hezi did not forget his mission until his death.

He walked dully to where Qing Hezi was pointing, and pushed away the boulder in front of the cave. The cave was full of bamboo slips, recording the hydrology and humanistic features of the mountains and rivers.