She is different from the empress in the history books

Chapter 135 True Thoughts
Azalea is a wild fruit tree that grows in the wild, and most of them are distributed in places with little rainfall, strong sunlight, and large temperature difference between day and night. Of course, it cannot grow in places that are too cold, and it is not easy to bear fruit in places that are too hot.

On this point, today's practitioners of agronomic research, horticulture, and pomology—that is, fruit farmers—have experienced a period of exploration and have actually made a pretty good judgment. The summary is not so precise, but it is not bad at all.

As for the requirements for soil conditions, whether it prefers sandy land or silted land, drought or humidity, etc., is actually the direction of current research.

Therefore, when a group of people entered the low door of the conservatory covered with thick straw mats, they only felt a gust of hot air rushing towards their faces, and there was also an indescribable feeling of stuffiness.

Cheng Fei hurriedly took off the fur from his body and taught it to the maid beside him. Then he felt a little more comfortable and had time to carefully look at the situation in the greenhouse.

I saw that the house was empty, with no furniture and furnishings. There were only pots of fruit trees scattered here and there. There were also small wooden signs inserted in the pots, which read "A [-]", "A [-]", "B [-]" and "B [-]". class of numbers.

Chen Song didn't care that the clothes under his body fell on the unclean ground, and he squatted down directly, rubbing the soil in different flower pots with his hands.

"Is this a distinction between different types of soil?"

Yang Luo also squatted down.

"Well, at the beginning, I brought back the soil from the places where the azalea trees grew. I originally thought that I could use the soil with the most delicious azalea trees as the planting soil.

But they said that the most delicious azalea tree may not be the most suitable for planting, it may produce few fruits, it may be difficult to feed, or it may attract bugs, so they said that they need to look at the situation again, and finally Pick out the right ones and choose different rootstocks to pick them up. "

Chen Song said he didn't understand.This really touched his blind spot of knowledge. All along, he was only responsible for eating the fruit, and he had never experienced how the fruit was grown.

Cheng Fei was also confused. She knew about fruit tree grafting. After all, in modern times, citrus fruits alone can produce many varieties, which are definitely not cultivated by natural growth. Many of them are Need to play some tricks in technology and agriculture.

However, what is the rootstock and how to choose the original variety as the basis is beyond the scope of Cheng Fei's understanding.She even had a vague impression of grafting, as if the branches and trunks of different trees were joined together, and she didn't know more about it.

Seeing that the two of them were in deep thought, Yang Luo stood up and picked a few small purple fruits from the fruit trees, touched the bamboo pot on the low stool in the corner of the greenhouse, and found that the water was cold, so he just Feel free to rinse with water.

The fruit grower waiting next to him originally wanted to take it over and make it, but Yang Luo declined when he saw the mud left on his hands. Chen Song and Cheng Fei are all people who love cleanliness. If the fruit grower were to wash it like this, they might not want to eat it. Yes, it's wasted.

The main reason is that there are not many fruits on the trees. After all, when the fruit trees were dug back, many of the fruits on the fruit trees had already fallen, or were eaten by birds or eaten by moths.In addition, there will inevitably be bumps in the transplanting process, and the fruit tree itself will also control the shedding of fruits and branches and leaves due to root damage and inability to adapt to the new environment...

In short, it was originally a long cluster of fennel fruits, but now Yang Luo only dared to pick them one by one.

"Do you want to try it? These are the remaining fruits after transplantation. These trees were less affected, and the soil selected for them was more suitable, so they grew well and are still bearing fruit today."

Cheng Fei and Cheng Fei wiped their hands with handkerchiefs, politely gave in, and shared the small fruits.

Cheng Fei could only say that the taste was not much different from what she tasted when she first started studying wine making. It was even more unpalatable. It was sour, the outer skin was astringent, and there were some small granular seeds inside. In short, the texture and taste were completely different from those in her previous life. So many types of grapes.

Seeing Cheng Fei's face wrinkled, Yang Luo explained:
"It's probably not as delicious as the agarose you chose at the time. I remember that when the winemaker in the house made wine, they bought agarose fruits from near Chengyang County or in the west. This is on the barren hills to the northeast of Chengyang County. The long ones, there are many mountains, few villages, and far away from the city. No one goes there to pick them, so they are all left. I found them when I asked people to look for azalea trees, so I brought a few The tree is back."

Cheng Fei asked curiously:

"Do you think this place is suitable for planting fruit trees? But if all the trees grow with this kind of taste, I'm afraid the taste of the brewed wine will be compromised."

"Isn't it possible to use a rootstock to graft?"

Chen Song asked abruptly.

Yang Luo smiled wryly, yes, the difficulty lies here.Use rootstocks to connect the branches of fruit trees, and then take good care of them so that they can fuse and grow fruits. Fruit farmers probably understand this step, and there are flower farmers in the house, and the competition for flower farmers to cultivate flowers that compete with each other is obviously greater. Grafting technology is relatively proficient, and fruit farmers have also learned from them.

But the actual operation is not that simple. During this period of time, while cultivating azalea trees according to different soil properties, fruit farmers tried to use mulberry trees or jujube trees as rootstocks for grafting. In fact, the latter did not delay the latter, but the results were not. Unsatisfactory, until now the charcoal fire in the greenhouse is burning day and night, trying to keep the temperature at the temperature in May and June, the money is spent, but the result is that these few trees now grow sporadic fruits The tree has grown.

Regarding this problem, Yang Luo shared it without fear of embarrassment, but Cheng Fei and Chen Song didn't have any good ideas at the moment.

Yang Luo didn't force it. After sending the two of them out and watching them leave, he turned around and went to a small room next to the greenhouse, where he kept the experimental diary he recorded during this period. Today's content is not finished yet, he has to continue. superior.

On the way to send Cheng Fei back, Chen Song suddenly asked:

"Miss Cheng, why do you think that if you connect the rootstock and the branches of the fruit tree, it will produce different fruits? Could it be that when they are connected together, they become a new plant? But everything is determined by God, why do we Can new plants be created?
Doesn't this mean that we can connect different animals and plants at will, and then produce different things?Then you say, if deer, rabbits, snakes, eagles and horses are connected, will a real dragon come to the world? "

If the first few sentences of Chen Song still carried the simple natural concept of the ancients, then he ran uncontrollably all the way towards the direction of biological experiments, which is still a terrifying version.

Cheng Fei was stunned, thinking that he must have too much imagination. I really admire him.

So she forcibly ignored the latter question, and only answered the former cautiously:
"It doesn't count as creating a new plant. The two trees are connected, and what grows out in the end is just a slightly different original tree. As for why it can be successful, I think you can ask the flower growers and fruit growers more, and then study it. As for I, I have something else to do, so I'll go first."

Cheng Fei ran away resolutely, afraid that one day Chen Song would take the bloody animal body parts and sew them together, and then say to her, "Do you think this is a real dragon?"

Cheng Fei went around to Xu Shu's place, wanting to remind her to pay attention to her cousin, but saw Xu Shu was sitting with half of the study window open, sitting beside the desk, writing something quickly, while the servant guarding the door Seeing Cheng Fei, she was about to report, but was stopped by Cheng Fei. She didn't have any serious problems, so she didn't bother Xu Shu.

Cheng Fei circled around again, to the place where Zhou Xu lived.

Zhou Xu's life in the princess mansion is quite good. His parents told Pei Peng to use him as a worker, and it was impossible for Pei Peng to really arrange Zhou Xu to do physical work. Let him play with the account books that have no important content.

Zhou Xu didn't know the inside story, and he didn't know that what he was doing had already had results, so he settled accounts with trepidation every day except eating and sleeping.

Cheng Fei went to find Zhou Xu, but it was not as convenient as going to Xu Shu. She would not enter the courtyard directly, but stepped into the threshold after being notified. At this time, Zhou Xu also came out of the house to greet her.

Zhou Xu was not familiar with Cheng Fei, but since he came to the door, he greeted him politely, poured tea and water, said hello politely, and then asked Cheng Fei why he came.

Cheng Fei is actually just curious.

"I'd like to ask, do you want to be a Taoist priest just because of the fireworks that day? I always feel that it's inappropriate."

"Why shouldn't it? If such a spectacle can appear from my hands once, wouldn't it be more fragrant than being a marquis and paying respects?"

"But you are your eldest son, right? I heard that your father once asked your cousin to help you study. If you don't want to become an official, your family will be affected, and your brother's burden will also increase. I think you It's not like someone who doesn't think about family."

Zhou Xu was asked and didn't know what to answer.Indeed, his parents would not be able to understand that he wanted to be a Taoist regardless, and rushed to the princess mansion so recklessly.

But he has his own considerations, and naturally he is only willing to tell people who have the ability to realize his considerations.

Cheng Fei came over suddenly and asked him, whose orders did he follow?And who wants to talk to him?

Zhou Xu felt that there should be no second person.

"Sister Cheng, do you know how many ways I can get a job?"

Before Cheng Fei could ask, Zhou Xu explained:

"My father's official position is not enough to favor me with an official position, even if it is a false position, I can't get it. Even if I am not big now, it will be difficult to wait another five or ten years.

And if I want to become an official, I might have a good reputation and a good family background, fall in the eyes of an important minister, and be promoted by him to arrange a position; or I might take the internal examinations of various ministries and palaces, pass the examination, and then catch up with them. When I'm in need of help, I can be a lowly official.

Otherwise, I will concentrate on choosing a wise master and do things for him. After he is satisfied with me and trusts me to be loyal, he will choose one of the positions in his hands for me. "

Cheng Fei looked at the boy across from him who was not tall and who she thought was only about ten years old. He introduced her various ways to become an official in a eloquent manner. It felt a bit unreal. It was like a junior high school student starting to plan for the exam. The highway lines are just as ridiculous.

At this age, isn't it the time to read and play?

But when she thought about it again, Er Ya had to take her younger brother to make a living when she was seven or eight years old. Chen Song developed gunpowder and fireworks according to her half-baked guidance at the age of fifteen or sixteen. Xu Shu experienced the battlefield at the age of 16. The ancients, Life is still stressful, and it was normal for Zhou Xu to think about the future of part-time work at a young age.

"Yeah, I understand, you can continue."

Zhou Xu sighed and continued:

"I don't have grace, fame and reputation. Here in Taizhou, unless I fall into the eyes of our lord governor and do something really worthy of singing, otherwise, with my family's ability, I won't be able to create momentum for me to go to the capital." And to take the internal examinations of various ministries and prefectures, in fact, this is my original plan. As long as I do well, I may never be promoted to a small official. However, my father also inquired for me. In recent years, At least in the past five years, the prefectures no longer recruit people through internal examinations, and the internal examinations of various ministries in the capital are gradually occupied by recommended children. Therefore, this road is not very feasible for me. Unless I want to Going to take the internal examination of some princes and counties who are still employing people. But I think, compared with such an internal examination, it seems to be better to work for Her Royal Highness."

Cheng Fei probably understood that Zhou Xu felt that there were few ways for him to become an official, so he decided to take the route of "defecting to the Ming Lord and paying loyalty in exchange for the carrot pit".

But what does this have to do with his desire to be a Taoist priest?Could it be that he thinks that being a Taoist alchemist in the princess mansion can be reused?

If it weren't for Zhou Xu, the county magistrate's brother, who would not like to study with a group of servants' children or servants, Cheng Fei would recommend Zhou Xu to study in the school.

In her opinion, the school is quite in line with Zhou Xu's expectations. After learning some skills, Pei Peng will arrange employment as soon as she comes out, and then rely on hard work and ability to achieve promotion.

Zhou Xu smiled and said:

"Sister Cheng thinks that my choice of becoming a Taoist priest has nothing to do with what I said today."

Cheng Fei nodded honestly, indeed.

Zhou Xu is open and honest:
"I don't care about Taoist priests or monks. I just want to make the fireworks that day. I believe that it will be of great use to Her Royal Highness, so those who are allowed to make it should also have the opportunity to get it." Reuse it."

Cheng Fei decisively denied:

"What are the fireworks? They are not made. They are the visions of heaven and earth produced by the magic elixir being refined."

She subconsciously denied it, and when she thought about Zhou Xu's words, she understood everything. This kid had already figured out that something was fishy.

Then he can see it, what about the others?If other people could see it if they thought about it carefully, then wouldn't their manipulation of public opinion during this period be in vain.

The point is not that the effort is in vain, but that if things like fireworks are exposed and gunpowder is difficult to protect themselves from, the problem will be huge.

And if he didn't see it himself but was told by others, then this person's thoughts are very bad.

In addition, Zhou Xu lived in again under the pretext of running away from home, and the Zhou family still refused to pick up anyone back. Cheng Fei felt that something was wrong with the whole Zhou family.

Conspiracy theories tend to become more terrifying the more one thinks about them, and the more real they become. For a while, in Cheng Fei's eyes, the Zhou family was no different than a spy.

Cheng Fei was just listening casually to Zhou Xu's narration of his mental journey. His demeanor changed instantly, and he looked at him full of vigilance.

"Catch him and let's take him to his cousin."

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