My balcony connects the Three Kingdoms

"This last one is a strange thing!"

On the high platform, Tian Feng's voice was a little hoarse after introducing the previous items, but at this moment, his sudden spiritual head made people look sideways.

What kind of item is it that can make people like Tian Feng have psychological fluctuations?

Under everyone's doubtful and expectant gaze, Tian Feng lifted the last piece of white cloth.

Mrs. Xie and the others were standing on the side of the high platform at this time, seeing the objects under the white cloth, even if they were well-educated and well-informed, they couldn't help being a little dazed at this moment.

Because there are more than a dozen clay pots under the white cloth, and inside the pots are black soil and seedlings.

Mrs. Xie, after all, has traveled more bridges than others, and has already recognized some of the seedlings.

In fact, he was not the only one who recognized it. The few people sitting here are all masters of the family's rise and fall, and there is no distinction between grain and grain.

An elder of the Fan family walked up to him, looked at the crisp seedlings, pointed to one of them, and said, "Is this wheat?"

Seeing this, Tian Feng clapped his hands and said, "Not bad."

The old Fan clan frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "No, the branches and leaves of this wheat seedling are not right."

Tian Feng looked at the several clan elders who came forward together, bowed his hands again, and then said with a smile: "If it is an ordinary wheat seedling, Tian would not dare to call it a strange thing."

"Oh, I don't know what's different about this barley seedling?" Another clan elder asked curiously.

Tian Feng lifted the wheat seedling together with the clay pot, and said loudly: "As far as I know, the yield per mu of an ordinary wheat field is only about ten stones. I wonder if this is the case?"

Several clan elders nodded one after another, and many experienced households and old farmers in the audience also nodded in agreement.

Someone even responded: "Ten shi is already God's reward for food. If we don't weed and water carefully, it will be seven or eight shi at most. If it is less, there may be no harvest."

Tian Feng smiled and nodded to the man, and then said: "The wheat seedling I brought to you today, as long as it is taken care of properly, or handed over to an experienced farmer to take care of it, the yield will be at least [-] shi per mu."

As mentioned earlier, a stone in the Eastern Han Dynasty was about [-] catties, but the [-] stones here are actually only [-] catties.

In the same area in later generations, it is normal for wheat to yield [-] to [-] jin per mu, but that is when there is sufficient fertilizer.

Wei Cheng has already asked the great gods on the Internet, if it is arable land by the Yellow River, with sufficient water, it is easy to produce six to seven hundred catties per mu. Of course, weeding and weeding should be done. All are indispensable.

Twenty stones, fully doubled.

As soon as the voice fell, the whole square suddenly became noisy, and many people showed surprise on their faces.

Especially the mountain people in some mountainous areas, the food they grow throughout the year is just enough for the family to eat and drink, even if there is a surplus, it is not too much.

Now that the income has doubled, then...

It wasn't just them, the family was also surprised and delighted. Mr. Xie and the others were still calm. They glanced at the wheat seedlings in Tian Feng's hands, and turned their attention to the other seedlings.

With a smile on his face, Tian Feng could see everyone's joy from the heart. He felt that he had made a wise choice and followed the right person. Only with Wei Cheng can he show his ambition!
"This crop is called corn, and the yield per mu can reach up to [-] shi, and corn has many wonderful uses, the fruit can be eaten, the stems can be fattened, and it can also be made into winter feed..."

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Tian Feng clapped his hands and gestured to the steward behind him.

The steward bowed his hands respectfully, then immediately turned around and walked down the high platform, just when everyone was puzzled.

Suddenly someone came out of an inn next to the square carrying a dozen cauldrons, and a sweet smell filled the air.

The steward went back and forth, holding a tray in his hand, with a few boiled corn on it, full of heat.

Tian Feng picked up two and handed them to Mrs. Xie and Cai clan elders respectively, and then said with a smile: "Everyone can try it, this corn can not only satisfy your hunger, but also has a hint of sweetness. It can be eaten steamed or ground into powder." Cooking it into porridge is a good choice.”

Several clan elders couldn't wait to take a corn, followed Tian Feng's example, and directly put it in their mouths and took a bite.

The same is true in the audience, although not everyone can get a piece of corn, but under the operation of the stewards, a corn is cut into seven or eight small pieces, so that more people have the opportunity to taste this novel food .

Those who did not get the corn impatiently asked, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

The people who ate the corn showed unsatisfactory expressions. They had never seen such a sweet food in their lives, but unfortunately it was only a short section, not enough for them to stuff it in one bite.

Some people even stuffed leftover stalks into their mouths. Fortunately, the stewards found out in time.

On the high platform, Tian Feng laughed loudly and said: "This stalk can be eaten after it is cooked through, but I don't recommend it for everyone to use right now. It's better to feed pigs with it, hahaha."

The old farmer didn't care, he bit off the stalk, raised his head and said: "Sir, I don't know, for poor people like us, the stalks of corn are quite delicious, at least better than tree roots." ,Hahaha."

When Tian Feng heard the words, a trace of pity rose in his heart, and he said to the old farmer: "Old man, do you have a field at home?"

The old farmer was stunned for a moment, raised his head and saluted respectfully, and replied reverently and in awe: "With the grace of the envoy of Wei, now we look at mountain villages, every family has more than ten mu of farmland, and life is much easier."

Since Dong Zhuo gave Bingzhou to him in order to win over Wei Cheng, Wei Cheng promulgated a new decree, in which the tax was also adjusted, and it was impossible not to collect it. It's so low.

Mountain people are different from farm households. Farm households are generally tenant farmers supported by aristocratic families. The production conditions are superior. The same land has the highest yield per mu, while mountain people cultivate in dry land. Because there is no unified management, the yield per mu is generally relatively low. crotch.

In the past, the old farmers said that they depended on the sky to eat, but it was actually the helplessness of the mountain people, because the better land, the fertile soil close to the water source and the river, was basically taken over by the aristocratic family.

Tian Feng arched his hands, bowed to the old farmer, and then said: "Old man, you are right to come today. I have crops with an yield of [-] shi per mu. I wonder if the old man has the courage to take it back and cultivate it?"

"How much?" Mrs. Xie exclaimed.

The corners of Tian Feng's mouth raised slightly, he looked up at Wei Cheng, and then said firmly: "You heard me right, it is indeed a crop with a yield of [-] shi per mu, and there are two kinds of crops. The most important thing is that they are suitable for planted on dry land."

At this time, Tian Feng walked to the high platform and clapped his hands again.

"Hearing is believing, seeing is believing, everyone, let us taste the taste of these two crops together."

It was the same inn, with dozens of men dressed as servants pushing tinned trucks out, and the air was filled with a strong smell of roasted sweet potatoes.

Standing on the teahouse, Wei Cheng couldn't help swallowing.

Baked sweet potatoes, full of memories!

Wei Cheng signaled Dian Wei to go down and bring up two to eat.