Infrastructure: I survive in troubled times

Chapter 238 Interplanting (three more)
Hong Lianshuo arrived at Cao Huaimin's house with his son in his arms, and he was still drawing pictures in the house.

Hearing the movement outside, Cao Huaimin hurried out, clasped his fists and cupped his hands, "Miss Hong."

"What's the matter with me?" Hong Lianshuo asked curiously, looking at Maza in the corridor, "Sit down, let's sit down and talk." He sat down with his son in his arms.

"Is it about winter wheat?" Cao Huaimin pulled the pony and sat down.

"Ah! What happened to winter wheat? Isn't it planted yet?" Chen Zhongyuan said carelessly.

"It must be planted now, see the wheat seedlings on the autumn equinox." Cao Huaimin said solemnly and earnestly.

"Then plant it! It's still useful!" Lin Nanzheng said immediately after hearing the words, "It doesn't need to be discussed!"

"Is that so? We all cultivate sorghum!" Cao Huaimin frowned at them and said, "And the sorghum isn't ripe yet! It can't be harvested."

"Ah!" Everyone was completely dumbfounded.

"What's wrong with this! I'm still thinking about having white-faced buns next year! It's over now, it's gone." Sixi said with a sad face.

"Isn't there some wasteland outside the city! Let the wasteland be planted with wheat!" Han Chuhu said simply and easily, what a big deal for him!

"It's too troublesome to level the wasteland, and it's too late." Cao Huaimin said with some chagrin and self-reproach. He was in charge of the people's Cao at a loss, and he made such a big mistake in farming.

"Uh..." Everyone's eyes widened, and at that time they were only focusing on planting sorghum and forgot about winter wheat.

"I used to harvest wheat and plant sorghum. There is no conflict! What's going on this time?" Jiang Shuisheng looked at them with a puzzled face and asked.

"Yi Di came here during the summer harvest, and he was surrounded for a month, plus the plague, and he went back and forth for nearly two months." Cao Huaimin said angrily, clapping the back of his hands, "The maturity period of sorghum is about 110 days. , until 120 days, it has not yet matured and cannot be harvested, which also delays the sowing of winter wheat."

"Ah, what's going on here!" Chen Zhongyuan said angrily with a dark face, "It's all the damned Yi Di, I'm so pissed off."

"Don't be angry. Now hurry up and figure out how to sow this wheat." Lin Nanzheng said anxiously, "I don't want to eat sorghum anymore. I have to eat it until next summer's harvest. Thinking about it, my stomach will have acid reflux."

"Don't talk about it." Cao Huaimin's stomach was shallow, and he retched on the spot.

In fact, this sorghum cannot be compared with white flour!The taste is so bad.

"Let's open up wasteland now!" Han Zhanhu thought for a while and said, "We have a lot of people!"

Cao Huaimin hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I'm afraid this won't work, it's too late."

"How about ploughing the field with war horses?" Fang Dazhui said positively.

"War horse?" Lin Nanzheng said reluctantly when he heard the words, "Isn't the land difficult to plow! Can our war horse bear it?"

"General Lin, this man is almost out of food, yet you still feel sorry for the horse." Jiang Shuisheng looked at him with dark eyes and said, "If it really happens that there is no food, this war horse will also kill it to satisfy its hunger."

"You are not allowed to touch my horse!" Lin Nanzheng stood up and glared at Jiang Shuisheng.

"Don't make noise, don't make noise, all sit down, sit down, let's find a way?" Hong Lianshuo pressed his hands down.

"There's no way to think about it? Where did so much land come from, I can't do anything right now, unless I change it out." Han Chuhu looked at them with an ugly face and frowned.

Listening to their argument, Hong Lianshuo tapped his index finger lightly on his lower cover, suddenly stopped, and looked at them with bright eyes, "Interplanting, have you ever been interplanted?"

"Interplanting? What do you mean?" Lin Nanzheng looked at her in surprise.

Cao Huaimin suddenly raised his head abruptly after thinking, and looked at her with his dark, shining eyes and said, "Miss Hong means that wheat is now planted in the sorghum field."

"That's right!" Hong Lianshuo looked at him eagerly and said, "Is that okay?"

"I don't know, it should be possible!" Cao Huaimin looked at her hesitantly and said.

"This sorghum is too high to block the growth of wheat?" Chen Zhongyuan said with some concern.

"As long as it germinates, it's not about letting it grow and grow taller for the winter." Cao Huaimin looked at them with eyes like a torch and said, "This winter is warm, and the wheat seedlings are too high, and they have to be rolled with stone rollers to prevent them from growing too fast. already."

"Oops! There's no more land, let's start planting wheat right away." Sixi said happily as they danced and looked at them.

"Don't worry, don't worry, just wait for the rain." Cao Huaimin said immediately, "There is still plenty of time."

"Then get ready, weeding, and plowing." Hong Lianshuo said as he looked at them with his deep and upright black eyes.

"This plough has to carry a hoe into the sorghum field. It needs manpower! Now I can't count on horses." Lin Nanzheng said happily, not hiding his excitement.

"Manpower will be very tiring." Cao Huaimin said innocently with his black and white eyes.

"I know." Lin Nanzheng raised his eyebrows and looked at them when he heard the words, "Let's not be afraid if we are tired."

Hong Lianshuo looked at them with dark eyes and said, "While hoeing, I found that the bad sorghum was uprooted. Make room for wheat."

"Of course, if it doesn't look good, it's natural to get rid of it." Chen Zhongyuan echoed, his face had already turned cloudy.

"Then it's decided, I'll arrange the farming." Cao Huaimin said honestly.

"You have a heavy burden, can you bear it?" Hong Lianshuo looked at him worriedly and said.

"I'll just talk about it, and they have to do the specific work." Cao Huaimin smiled and said, "I'm full of energy right now."

"Alright then!" Hong Lianshuo nodded in response, turning around and telling the children to look at Cao Huaimin, don't get too tired.

"Elder Cao, is there anything else?" Hong Lianshuo asked, looking directly at him.

"No, the matter of planting winter wheat has been resolved now." Cao Huaimin was like a child, berating himself secretly for being useless!

"Speaking of it doesn't rain, is there a waterwheel for irrigation?" Hong Lianshuo suddenly remembered and looked at Cao Huaimin and said.

"I want it, I want it." Cao Huaimin nodded when he heard the words, "It's just that the design of this waterwheel can't achieve the effect we want."

"What's wrong?" Han Yanhu looked at them with some doubts and said.

"The effect of drawing water is not good, and it is still laborious." Cao Huaimin said with a frown.

"Let me look back at this drawing, and let's discuss how to improve it." Hong Lianshuo said, looking at him with bright eyes, and tapping his index finger on his knees, "Actually, in the southeast, the terrain is flat, and there are lakes, so irrigation canals can be dug. "

(End of this chapter)