Feng Heming

Chapter 178
Suddenly someone made a sound beside him, Zhu Xuezhen almost lost his hand, and cut off the pistil he was looking for by mistake. He hurriedly put down the scissors, and saw a little girl with a sweet smile when he turned his head.

Seeing that he seemed to have frightened the gentleman by his sudden sound, Jiang Yuanxi apologized apologetically, "Sir, it's Wu Niang's fault, please forgive me."

Zhu Xuezhen was not angry, he took a look at Jiang Yuanxi, and said: "This is the young master of Zhengzhuang next door? Why did you come here? Didn't I tell the housekeeper to take you to the flower hall to rest and drink tea first?"

Jiang Yuanxi couldn't help being a housekeeper, so he preemptively explained, "It was Wu Niang who made the idea and asked the housekeeper to bring me here."

Zhu Xuezhen nodded when he heard the words, and didn't bother about it. Instead, he asked another question, "You just asked me if I was breeding. Can you understand what I'm doing?"

Jiang Yuanxi shook his head, "Wu Niang doesn't understand it very well, but she sees that Mr. is playing with the stamens, so she has some guesses."

She glanced at the flower stamens on a small plate beside Zhu Xuezhen, and asked in confusion, "What do you mean, sir?"

She looked back at Zhuangtou, and sure enough, Zhuangtou looked at the pistils that had been cut off with heartache, and stomped her feet angrily. She guessed that in Zhuangtou's view, it was because this gentleman cut off the pistils that the rice The seedlings will not grow well.

Zhu Xuezhen saw that she was puzzled, and she was asking for advice with a sincere attitude. He became interested for a while, and waved his hand to ask the housekeeper to take Zhuangtou away. A Fang refused to leave, Zhu Xuezhen didn't care about her, and he shook the boat alone , went to the ridge of the field, beckoned Jiang Yuanxi to come up.

Jiang Yuanxi waved his hand to stop A Fang's persuasion, and after boarding the boat, Zhu Xuezhen took the boat to the place where he stayed just now, pressed a bunch of rice seedlings with his hand, pointed at the stamens and said:
"After two years of observation, these rice plants are self-fertilizing stamens. The so-called self-fertilizing means that they don't need bees to bear fruit like fruit trees. As long as the wind blows, the pollen between them will blend and produce fruit. Ears."

Jiang Yuanxi nodded when he heard the words, "Since they are self-taught stamens, why did you cut them off?"

Zhu Xuezhen was even more interested, pointing to the stamens and said: "In this world, only when there are men and women can they give birth to offspring; animals also have males and mothers to give birth to cubs, and this rice is the same. The stamens I cut are the stamens. , what remains on this is the pistil."

Fortunately, it was separated from the field ridge, and Zhu Xuezhen's voice was not too loud. Otherwise, if A Fang heard it, he would have to spit "I'm not ashamed" to Zhu Xuezhen, and tell Wu Niang what men and women and babies are. Son?

Jiang Yuanxi picked up a pistil from the small plate, looked at it carefully, then went to look at the pistil on the rice seedlings, put it down silently, and then said: "Mister's vision is really sharp."

Zhu Xuezhen took the boat again and went to another field ridge next to him, pointing to a rice seedling and said: "Look, this one is very similar to the one I showed you just now. We plan to use this similar rice seedling to pollinate together with the stamen-cut rice seedling just now."

Jiang Yuanxi noticed a word in Zhu Xuezhen's words, "similar", and she asked suspiciously: "Could it be that the rice seedlings on the two ridges are different?"

Zhu Xuezhen nodded, "Not only are the rice seedlings in these two ridges different, but the rice seedlings in the ridge over there are also different."

Zhu Xuezhen took Jiang Yuanxi to another field ridge, and the rice seedlings in this field ridge were larger than the two previously seen.

Zhu Xuezhen continued to support the boat and returned to the first field ridge, he waved his hand, "Oh, I don't know why today, probably because the look in your Zhuangtou's eyes really made me think I did something heinous , get excited, I have told you so much, you little lady, how can you understand, don't say it, let me take you up, your maid is so anxious."

"Sir, do you want to use two different rice seedlings to grow new rice seeds?" Jiang Yuanxi raised his eyebrows and asked.

Zhu Xuezhen was taken aback, "Do you understand what I said?"

"Is this the same as mating a female horse with a jackass to obtain a powerful bastard—a mule?" Jiang Yuanxi thought for a while and said.

Zhu Xuezhen clapped his hands and smiled, "Yes, that's the reason."

Seeing that Jiang Yuanxi understood what he was going to do, Zhu Xuezhen was not in a hurry to go ashore, "I bought a lot of rice seeds, and after planting them, I found that in the same good and fertile field, some rice seeds had more harvests, and some rice seeds had more harvests. few.

Since they are all rice seeds, and they are the same fertile land, why there are such different results, the reason is naturally from the rice seeds.

Just like a fruit tree, it needs to be grafted to produce better results, and the fruits produced are many and large, so is it possible to use it on rice?
Because the rice seedlings are self-pollinating, I spent a lot of effort to graft different rice seedlings, just to see if I could grow more rice seedlings. "

"If Mr. really cultivates this kind of rice seedlings that can increase the yield per mu, it will definitely be a blessing to the people of the world." Jiang Yuanxi sighed with emotion.

Zhu Xuezhen didn't have much pride on his face, as if it was his own mission to cultivate this kind of rice seedlings that could harvest more.

Jiang Yuanxi paused, and asked with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Is the gentleman from a farming family?"

Zhu Xuezhen's hand that was pressing the rice seedlings paused. He looked back at Jiang Yuanxi, met her pair of clear eyes that seemed to penetrate people's hearts, fell silent, and sighed, "Unexpectedly, there are still people who know about the farm."

This is tantamount to admitting that he is a farmer.

Jiang Yuanxi immediately bowed to Zhu Xuezhen in admiration, "Over 300 years have passed, I never thought that Wu Niang would meet a peasant family. Mr. Wu Niang deserves a gift from Wu Niang."

The peasant family of Zhuzi Baijia always pays attention to farming. Most of the peasants are close to the peasants and work on the fields personally. Hundreds of years ago, many children of the peasant family served as courtiers. In the Dasinong Mansion in Kyoto, there are Taicang, Junshu, Pingzhun, Jitian Wulingcheng, Hanguan, Tieshi Erchangcheng, and there are storage warehouses, agricultural supervisors, Dushui and other officials in counties and counties. Every spring plowing, these people would personally go to the village to teach the farmers how to plant. At that time, most of the farmers were supported by the common people.

However, hundreds of years have passed, and now Grandfather Lu, one of the five surnames, is in charge of the chief farmer in Beiliang. Jiang Yuanxi recalled how pampered and respected Grandpa Lu was, and also thought of the agricultural supervisors, Dushui and other officials who now guide the people in farming and mulberry Most of them are the sons of the aristocratic family, and I shook my head in my heart.

It's just her older brothers, if you ask them how to grow rice, they will be speechless.

Perhaps it was Jiang Yuanxi's respect and salute that made Zhu Xuezhen silent for a while, shook his head, and said in a somewhat austere tone, "It is a blessing that the peasant family can still preserve the orthodoxy."

Jiang Yuanxi understood that more than 300 years ago, the last Emperor Ji of Dingli in the entire land of Shenzhou listened to Xing Chen's words and exterminated all the schools of thought. The control was weak, and it began to fall apart. To this day, the land of China is still not unified.

(End of this chapter)