Next comes the time to apply fertilizer to the crops.

The village was filled with the stench of farm manure.

Song Jinxiu was also thinking about the problem of fertilizing her more than 100 acres of land.

It was their first time farming, and since they had just bought the land, they didn't have much fertilizer saved.

Moreover, we are only applying top dressing fertilizer now, and the amount used is small. After the autumn harvest, the land needs to be deeply plowed, and a large amount of farmyard manure will be needed.

She stayed in the space, trying to find out if there was any good way to make compost.

But she found that the composting methods she had saved at that time were all used for growing flowers.

What about using egg shells, fermenting milk, and putting rotten vegetable leaves into cans...

Although growing flowers is similar to growing crops, these methods of composting are like playing house and are not very useful.

Suddenly I remembered when I was a child, I went to visit my grandma. Wasn’t she making compost?

She seems to be involved!

First, lay a 15-20 cm thick layer of straw or other carbon material, then sprinkle a layer of human feces or livestock manure, and then a layer of soil. Repeat this process until the compost pile is about 1.5 to 2 meters high.

Finally, cover the outside tightly with yellow mud and let it ferment naturally. It will be ready in about a month.

One month, just in time for the autumn harvest. It is perfect for autumn fertilizer application.

Song Jinxiu told the village head about this method, and Songjia Village started another round of high-temperature fertilizer accumulation campaign.

Old Fifth stroked his beard and sniffed with a smile wherever he went. If someone's house didn't smell bad, he would start yelling, "Are you being lazy? Why doesn't your house smell bad? The success of crops depends on manure. Go and make fertilizer!"

Which family in Songjia Village is the most diligent and exemplary family? Old Fifth Master, what kind of logic is this?

Song Jinxiu covered her face!

Let’s not talk about this round of composting. In the future, we will have to set aside a special place for composting. The taste is too sour and Song Jinxiu can’t stand it.

Fortunately, after the manure pile was covered tightly with yellow mud, there was no smell.

The entire Songjia Village ushered in the Mid-Autumn Festival amidst waves of foul odor. At the same time, the emperor's edict also arrived.

Songjia Village was rewarded for its contribution in oil pressing technology and was awarded an imperial archway. At the same time, Song Jinxiu, the young patriarch of Songjia Village, was summoned to Beijing to meet the emperor after the autumn harvest.

Songjia Village was boiling again.

An imperial archway!

This is the highest-level type of archway, built by order of the emperor himself and funded by the national treasury.

What an honor is this?

The prefect also came along with the imperial edict.

Although the imperial archway was ordered by the emperor and funded by the national treasury, its construction was handed over to the Ministry of Works in the provincial capital.

So the prefect followed with mixed feelings.

He should have been delighted to see an imperial memorial archway appear in the area under his jurisdiction, but unfortunately, he didn't receive any credit for the ultimate Golden Rooster Oil Pressing Technique.

I originally suspected that it was Magistrate Wang of Lunshan County who reported the matter to a higher authority.

If this guy reports it to the Queensland government, he will have to suppress it for a few years, and let the Queensland government make a lot of money before reporting it!

But the magistrate of Lunshan County looked even more disheartened. It was not until he met Zhang Zihan that he finally figured out how a small Songjia Village could reach the heaven?

He personally supervised Zhang Zihan's floating ticket. Of course, he also knew who was behind this.

That's right, with that person around, he'd better not get involved in the oil extraction process, so as to avoid getting himself into trouble and not getting anything out of it.

It seems that Zhang Zihan has caught the eye of that person. He has read Zhang Zihan's articles and is indeed a talented person.

Therefore, the governor of Kunzhou looked at Zhang Bangchui with special eyes.

This person has talent and a good background, so his future is naturally worry-free.

"I've read your article, it's good, but you can't be too proud. How about this, there's an old scholar who is my mentor at Kunwu Academy in the capital, and I'll introduce you to him.

Do your best in this autumn exam and strive to get the third place next year, so that we can have three third places in our school as a good story."

It turned out that Liu Nenggan, the prefect of Kunzhou, was also a top student who won the third place in the imperial examination.

So, Zhang Bangchui accepted the letter of introduction from Liu Nenggan, the prefect of Kunzhou, and went to the prefectural capital a month in advance.

Because the Autumn Examination is next month.

The prefect has made a distinguished visit, and the emperor has issued an edict that the craftsmen who will build the imperial archway will be partly from the prefectural city's Ministry of Works, and partly from the county government's Ministry of Works. In addition, they will recruit laborers from several surrounding villages.

Naturally, Songjia Village had to hold another big banquet.

All the gentry and wealthy families in the county came to congratulate them.

The county magistrate naturally followed the prefect Liu Nenggan at his side. The county magistrate's wife and his daughter, Wang Leling, also arrived.

Also coming was the flower fairy Xue Feifei.

The old Hanlin's daughter-in-law is here too.

Someone also came to the Li Family Clinic. It was a strange woman who brought Miss Li Wan, who looked reluctant.

At the entrance of Songjia Village, there were many horse-drawn carriages parked in the distance.

Because the people from the Ministry of Works chose a location one hundred meters away from the village entrance to build the archway.

The four large characters bestowed by the emperor himself, "Imperial Archway", had already begun to be carved.

These carriages were parked far away on the roadside and did not come in, all to show respect for the emperor.

In front of the imperial calligraphy, he dismounted and walked.

When the old patriarch saw this scene, he knelt in the ancestral hall and cried bitterly.

"Grandfather, have you seen this? Our Song family is different now. Our Song family's status has risen. Grandfather, the successor I chose is a good one. May all our children have a bright future!"

The village held a grand banquet to entertain the prefect and the families of the gentry and officials, accompanied by the village head and Song Jinxiu.

A banquet was held at the entrance of the village to entertain the people from the neighboring villages who came to congratulate them. The old patriarch took the initiative to take on the task of entertaining the guests.

Song Chunsheng wanted him and the prefect to sit on the chair, but he said, "I sit here for a reason. Only when I sit here will the neighbors feel that they are valued."

Song Chunsheng said, "Then I'll accompany Great Grandfather."

The neighbors and the village chief came over to take a look, and wow, the old patriarch was there in person, and the boss of the Three Heroes Winery was also there.

Look, it is worthy of being the imperially bestowed archway village. Even high-ranking officials from the capital city have come, but the old patriarch of their village still looks down upon them, the peasants.

Well, now we have both face and money, and everyone is happy.

In the village, male guests stayed at the headman's house, and female guests stayed at Song Jinxiu's house.

There were also some gentry, landlords, etc., who could not fit in the yard, so they set up tables on the street.

The main dishes are still fried, stir-fried and deep-fried. There are ten dishes and the portions are generous.

Especially the cold autumn cucumber and soybean fried meatballs, both of which were served in large bowls.

Song Jinxiu, however, accompanied the prefect Liu Nenggan at the men's table as he briefly explained the production process of soybean oil. Then he said, "The emperor has issued an order allowing our soybean oil to be supplied to the people of Kunzhou."

The emperor allowed Songjia Village to supply soybean oil to the people of Kunzhou, which meant that the sales area of Songjia Village's soybean oil was limited to Kunzhou Prefecture. The Ministry of Revenue controlled the other prefectures of Cangwu.

Song Jinxiu continued, "Once soybean oil was released to the market, the people responded very well. However, relying solely on our oil press workshop in Songjia Village, we simply cannot meet the demand.

Sir Liu, soybean oil is very inconvenient to transport. We would like to open an oil press in the capital. We hope you will allow us to do so."

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