I was the best old lady in ancient times

Chapter 193 Inquiry
Li Weishan's momentum was like a rainbow, and Ning Pengpeng's back felt wet, so he slowly withdrew his sharp eyes.

After a long silence, he asked.

"Mr. Ning, how did you become friends with that person?"

"My lord, it's just a coincidence!

In fact, the main reason for coming to see the adults this time is for this. "

Ning Pengpeng didn't want to mention her and Pei Yan to Li Weishan, after all, she just used Pei Yan as an excuse to get to know the new magistrate!
In the final analysis, she and Pei Yan could not be regarded as Wangnian friends, it was just that they had conflicts of interest before.

Now that Pei Yan's entire family has been exiled, the relationship of interests has long been disintegrated.

Therefore, the best way is to continue Pei Yan's name and just establish a relationship with the new county magistrate.

"What is this?"

Seeing that Ning Pengpeng was unwilling to elaborate, Li Weishan looked in the direction of her finger, raised his eyebrows and asked.

Ning Pengpeng didn't answer, but directly untied the rope of the sack, then opened it and reached inside to grab a handful of rice, then stepped forward a few steps, and showed the rice in his hand to Li Weishan.

"My lord, this is the newly harvested grain this year."

"Newly harvested food?"

Li Weishan wondered at the beginning, why did you show him the newly harvested grain?
But soon, his body froze, his eyes suddenly looked at the rice in Ning Pengpeng's hand, and his breathing became rough.

It's July now, and the rice can only be harvested in almost September. How could it be possible that this year's new harvest came down so early?

Li Weishan reached out and picked up a handful of rice from Ning Pengpeng's palm, then put it in his mouth and took a bite.

He is not a kid from a rich family, but from a poor background.

When I was studying, I also helped my family plow the fields while reading.

Naturally, one can tell the difference between new rice and old rice.

This mouth is obviously new rice.

After reaching this conclusion, Li Weishan's eyes suddenly lit up.

Staring at Ning Pengpeng with piercing eyes, he said.

"Why is your newly harvested grain harvested so much earlier?
What is the production capacity per mu?
Where is Tian, ​​can you take me to have a look? "

"It's a long story, if your lord is interested, the women can take you to the village to have a look.

This year is the first time to plant in this way, so the yield per mu is only about 380 jin, and the less is 320 jin. "

Ning Pengpeng put the rice in his hand back into the sack and replied calmly.

380 pounds?
320 pounds?
Li Weishan took a deep breath in his heart. As far as he knew, the best fertile land he was serving now was about three hundred catties per mu at its peak!

But now, from the mouth of this civilian woman, 320 catties is considered a small harvest?

"Where is your Zhuangzi?

Come on, prepare the carriage. "

Li Weishan was not polite to Ning Pengpeng, and gave instructions directly before Ning Pengpeng could answer.

Seeing Li Weishan's behavior, Ning Pengpeng knew that he was not a nonsense person, and he didn't talk nonsense, so he directly took Liu Hu into the carriage and led the way, and went directly to Zhuangzi.

Looking at the direction to go, Mr. An, who was accompanying Li Weishan, whispered in Li Weishan's ear.

"My lord, it seems that this direction was originally Pei Yan's property, but it was later sold to someone else."

An Wu has followed Li Weishan for many years, so he naturally knows about him and Pei Yan.

So, the first time he arrived in Anzhen, he inquired about the surrounding affairs clearly!

Including the original Zhuangzi of Pei Yan, it was said at the time that it was sold to a peasant woman, and it seemed to be this old lady.

Hearing An Wu's words, Li Weishan's eyelids rolled down.

"Let's go to the place first, don't worry about the rest."

Master An saw that the adults knew what they were talking about, so he didn't say anything more.

Sure enough, he soon reached the gate of Zhuangzi.

After the carriage stopped, Ning Pengpeng did not bring Li Weishan into the village, but waved his hand directly.

"Sir, this way please."

The two of them quickly walked to the field ridge not far from Zhuangzi, and saw that the spikes should be growing now, and the flowers will be blooming next.

But now, the target is actually all the seedlings that have just been planted.

Li Weishan opened his eyes wide, took two steps forward, squatted on the edge of the field, and carefully inspected the seedlings in the field.

No, these seedlings were completely different from what he had seen before.

The seedlings planted directly by those farmers are basically densely packed.

But now the seedlings in this field are obviously planted in two or three in one place.

Moreover, the rows are very neat.

"Mr. Ning, didn't you say that the sacks contained your newly harvested grain, so why are the seedlings in the field to be planted?"

Li Weishan stood up, stared closely at Ning Pengpeng and asked.

"Returning to my lord, it is naturally after the first season of rice is harvested, this is the second season of rice that has just been planted."

"The second season of rice?"

Li Weishan lost his voice.

"Yes, the second season of rice can be harvested around the end of October. I believe the harvest should not be much less than that of the first season."

Ning Pengpeng seemed not to notice Li Weishan's gaffe, nodded and said.

After hearing Ning Pengpeng's words, Li Weishan was completely speechless!

The harvest in the first season was at least 320 catties. If it was the second season, even if it was only 620 catties, the harvest per mu would reach [-] catties.

The yield per mu of 620 jin, what kind of concept is this?
One hundred mu is 6 catties, which is equivalent to one month's rations for a thousand soldiers.

Under the jurisdiction of Anzhen, counting the total number of fertile land, there are no tens of thousands of hectares, but there are hundreds of lands.

If the annual output of this hundred-pitched fertile land can reach this amount, this small town alone can harvest 620 million yuan of grain every year.

With so much food, at least one hundred thousand troops can be fed for a month.

This is just the small town under his jurisdiction. If it spreads to the whole country, the reality of the world's granary is definitely not a delusion!

Thinking of this, Li Weishan couldn't help shaking his hands.

He hurriedly looked around, only to find that he and Ning Pengpeng were the only ones, he was slightly relieved.

"This matter, before the harvest in the second season of this year, I hope that Mrs. Ning will not disclose it to the outside, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."

Although Ning Pengpeng said it firmly, he hadn't seen it with his own eyes after all.

Naturally, he had to wait until the so-called second season of rice was ripe for harvest, and he would come to check it out himself, so that he could feel at ease.

If he waits until the end of October and the data obtained are true, he will definitely write a report and report it. This is God bless the Great Jin Dynasty!

Hearing Li Weishan's words, Ning Pengpeng didn't ask why, but just agreed.

Seeing that Ning Pengpeng is so knowledgeable, Li Weishan was very satisfied, followed her around Zhuangzi's field, and then went back.

Ning Pengpeng didn't know, when she got into Liu Hu's carriage and left, someone approached Zhuangzi and quietly came to inquire, who are the people here today?

(End of this chapter)