Traveling through time as a peasant girl, buying a husband and raising a child

"Take growing vegetables for example, you can rotate the crops."

Seeing that Xia Jin and Xia Zhao were both interested, Mu Jiaojiao started talking.

"Mom, what is rotational planting?"

Xia Zhao started his own "100,000 Whys" mode.

Mu Jiaojiao glanced at Xia Zhao and then explained

"It means planting different things in rotation, for example, you can plant cabbage this year and radish next year."

"Oh~"

Xia Zhao seemed to understand but was very supportive.

"Is it because these different dishes have different nutritional requirements?"

Xia Jin was obviously much more experienced and intelligent. After thinking for a while, he asked Mu Jiaojiao.

"Not bad!"

Mu Jiaojiao felt that although Xia Jin looked sick, he was actually quite intelligent.

"Madam, is there any way to increase rice yields?"

After all, Xia Jin is most concerned about how to increase grain production on a large scale.

“Yes, but don’t sow directly in patches.”

Mu Jiaojiao did not hide the fact that if the rice yield increased, it would be an unprecedented good thing for the common people.

"Really? Madam, please tell me in detail."

Xia Jin didn't expect that Mu Jiaojiao actually knew other methods of growing rice. He was a little excited.

“You people in Dayu plant rice by sowing seeds in paddy fields and letting the rice grow directly to maturity.

The rice yield from this method will not be very high, because it is difficult to control the density of the rice by manual sowing. If the rice is too densely planted, it will easily compete for nutrients in the field, and the rice will not grow well.

If the rice is too thinned out, it will cause the rice stalks to grow straight and not produce rice."

Mu Jiaojiao first explained to Xia Jin the disadvantages of growing rice in Dayu.

Since she traveled through time, she naturally had never seen how rice was grown, but according to her original body's memory, the planting here was basically broadcast sowing.

"According to my wife, it is indeed so." Xia Jin listened to Mu Jiaojiao's analysis.

Then I recalled that the rice planting in Dayu was indeed not good regardless of the density of the planting.

"But this is how it has been planted since ancient times. I haven't heard of any other methods besides this one. What are your thoughts, my lady?"

Xia Jin was a man of both literary and martial talents, and he was well-read. He knew that the only rice-growing method handed down from ancient times was the sowing method taught by his wife, and he had never heard of any other method.

“The methods used since ancient times are basically correct, but they are not the most correct ones.

Furthermore, if we only follow the old path and do not break the rules, both the people and the dynasty will eventually decline.”

When Xia Jin heard this, she suddenly had an epiphany. Breaking the rules?

Just like this corrupt imperial court?

Break it?

Xia Jin was still thinking, but Mu Jiaojiao had already started talking.

"There is also a particularly good method, the seedling planting method."

Mu Jiaojiao paused when she said this. This is the crystallization of the wisdom of our ancestors for thousands of years.

"Use the broadcasting method to sow rice seeds, and then transplant them after the seedlings emerge.

When transplanting, plant three or five seedlings in a cluster, just like planting cabbage seeds.

Then the distance between each cluster is about two inches. This can prevent them from being too crowded and competing for nutrients, and also prevent some nutrients from being used to grow rice stalks.

Of course, if you grow rice this way, the yield can reach between 400 and 600 kilograms."

Modern rice yields are very high, reaching around 800 to 1,200 kilograms.

But this was in ancient times, and rice seeds were not as good as modern hybrid rice, so Mu Jiaojiao gave a conservative number.

Mu Jiaojiao had no idea. Xia Jin was shocked by the output when she heard it.

This Mu Jiaojiao, his wife, provided an unprecedented and unheard-of planting method.

If it is really successful, the yield per mu will be 400 to 600 kilograms.

How terrifying this is. Now, the per-acre yield of rice planted by the people is about 200 kilograms for the better ones, dozens of kilograms for the worse ones, and even over 100 kilograms.

So it’s understandable that Xia Jin would be scared by this doubled number!

No matter how smart he is, he is just an ancient man.

"Madam, are you sure this is true, 400 to 600 kilograms?"

Xia Jin thought about it in her mind, suppressed her shock, and confirmed with Mu Jiaojiao again.

"Of course, it's a conservative estimate!"

Mu Jiaojiao didn't understand why Xia Jin asked this question, but she just thought that Xia Jin might be suspicious of her planting method.

Xia Jin: “…………”

My wife said that this is just a conservative estimate!

"Madam, could you please ask someone to experiment with this method?"

Xia Jin immediately wanted to send a pigeon to ask someone to experiment with planting it!

But he still did not forget to ask Mu Jiaojiao. In his mind, this was the idea his wife came up with.

He must get his wife's consent.

"Of course you can. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

Mu Jiaojiao had no objection. This was the wisdom of our ancestors.

If the experiment really benefits the country and the people, I have no reason to disagree.

Although Mu Jiaojiao doesn't have much sense of patriotism in her heart, she can still help the people.

"Jin, thank you, my lady."

Xia Jin stood up, straightened his clothes, and thanked Mu Jiaojiao solemnly.

Xia Jin didn't say why she was so serious.

But looking at his father like this, Xia Zhao vaguely felt that his father was doing this for Dayu and the people of Dayu!

Then Xia Zhao imitated his father and said to Mu Jiaojiao

"Thank you, mother!"

Mu Jiaojiao looked at the father and son and felt confused.

"Why are you being so serious? Like I'm a living Bodhisattva who saves people from suffering."

Xia Jin thought: If this succeeds, I will be a living Bodhisattva who saves people from suffering.

"Okay, okay, I'm hungry, let's call it a day and go home!"

Mu Jiaojiao rolled her eyes and ignored the father and son who had suddenly gone crazy.

She handed the hoe in her hand to Xia Jin, who took it naturally. Then she grabbed Xia Xiao's collar with one hand and went home first.

“Ahhh… Ahhh…”

Xia Xiao was strangled by fate, and he struggled desperately with his hands and legs.

Because I was anxious and couldn't speak, my mouth was drooling.

"Ha ha ha ha…………"

Seeing this, Mu Jiaojiao laughed like a silver bell.

Then he picked up Xia Xiao and kneaded his little face, which was becoming increasingly rounder.

Following behind him silently were Xia Jin and his son, one big and one small, each carrying a hoe.

A family of four came in the morning light and returned with the sunset.

Many years later, even though Xia Zhao stood above the most powerful man, with mountains and rivers in his hands, he still missed those simple days.

Looking at Mu Jiaojiao who was teasing Xia Xiao in front of him, Xia Jin's eyes were deep.

He did not miss the four words "your Dayu" said by his wife.

Generally speaking, this means that his wife is probably not a citizen of the Dayu Dynasty.

But according to what we have learned over this period of time and the investigation of the secret guards' information.

Mu Jiaojiao is a native citizen of the Dayu Dynasty. She has never left Dayu since she was born.

Oh no

I have never left Hexi Town, or even Maple Leaf City!

There is also the idea of ​​how to be a king that Mu Jiaojiao intentionally or unintentionally instilled in Xia Zhao.

Her views on current affairs and her approach to various aspects of behavior and work.

This far exceeded the knowledge that a village woman should have, and was even comparable to that of the scholars in the court who had gone through one examination after another.

In addition, his wife is proficient in medicine, knows many novel dishes that have never been heard of or seen before, and also knows unheard-of rice planting methods.

He didn't dare to think about it anymore...

If... if my wife wasn't a citizen of Dayu, then she might be a huge threat to Dayu in the future...

Even now, she is unknown.

But such brilliance may not be covered by a small Lihua Village or even the entire Yunzhong County!

So

My lady, you can’t be a citizen of Dayu…