Daqin: After marrying a vegetative princess, I went crazy with joy

Chapter 39 Yield per mu

Author: no one porridge warm

Chapter 39 Yield per mu

I squatted on horseback for half an hour, and plucked flowers under the bright sun for another hour.

Not to mention Hu Hai, even Fu Su, who had always been as gentle as jade, had turned pale.

Thanks to these pampered young men, they persisted.

Liu Bai's words, "Today's class ends here," instantly brought everyone from hell to heaven.

All of them, with gray faces, sweating profusely, and swaying legs, were carried back to the mansion by servants.

Lying on the bed, he was as limp as a puddle of mud.

Even Hu Hai, who had criticized Liu Bai, couldn't even hear a hum now.

Under the comfortable massage of the servant, I gradually fell into sleep.

In Ningxiang Palace, Liu Bai also began to fulfill his duties as a technician.

Gather gently, twist slowly, apply and pick again...

All in all, his technique is good, and he should be considered a gold medal technician in modern times.

His hands kept moving and his mouth kept mumbling.

"Madam, my husband is back. He was really tired today!"

After so many days, Ying Yinman has become accustomed to Liu Bai giving him massages. Even if she occasionally eats tofu during the massage, she regards it as the fun of the couple.

It's a pity that I can't really feel his presence...

When he saw Liu Bai coming, he was overjoyed.

Suddenly I heard that my husband was exhausted, and for a moment I felt miserable, secretly hating my useless body.

Even if he can only move his hands, it would be great to help him massage his body to relieve fatigue!

Liu Bai naturally didn't know about her little wife, because she had already thought so much with just one sentence.

"Well, after giving lectures for half an hour, supervising your pampered brothers, and working for an hour, I'm really tired..."

"Let me tell you, their health is really bad. They only squatted on the horse for half an hour, and each one of them is as limp as a worm, without even a trace of our father's dragon energy.

"Look at the way they are working, as if they are afraid that they will scare the flowers and plants in the imperial garden if they work too hard. The work that can be completed in half an hour, but it took me an hour to do it, and it made me sit there longer.

For half an hour, even the time to see my wife was postponed.

"Oh, I, as a teacher, will have to teach you more in the future..."

After understanding the meaning of his words, Ying Yinman was a little bit dumbfounded.

His husband was also too out of the ordinary. It was clearly his brothers who were being punished, but he said he was tired.

He pursed his lips and smiled, suddenly feeling something was wrong.

It's really unforgivable that my husband came back half an hour late because of my brothers' laziness.

"Do you still remember what I told you last time about the three thousand kilograms per acre? Let my uncle plow the land in the next two days, and then you can plant seeds!"

"Madam, after you wake up, I will take you to see..."

As they talked, Liu Bai lay on the edge of the bed and gradually fell asleep. He didn't even hear the sound of the system prompting the intimacy level to increase.

Listening to the birds chirping outside the window and feeling the warmth on her hands, Ying Yinman suddenly felt that such an ordinary day was so good!

…

In the next few days, all of you young masters suffered greatly.

Originally, they could return home after taking an hour of class in the morning. In view of their poor physical strength, Shengsheng added another half hour of horse walking.

Not to mention this, the problem is that after practicing horse steps, you still have to plow the ground. Is this a human job?

Bah, bah, bah, you can’t say this, otherwise you will be beaten by your husband!

After all, my husband was a farmer before. Doesn’t this mean that he is not a human being?

And Liu Bai naturally had his own considerations.

It's almost April now, and if we don't hurry up, the potato planting season will be over.

Five days later, the land was plowed, and sowing began immediately.

Looking at the piles of potatoes like hills, the young men were confused.

The steady Fusu saluted Liu Bai.

"Sir, may I ask what this is?"

Liu Bai chuckled, picked up a potato and let Fusu look at it carefully.

"See clearly, this is the hope I mentioned before!"

hope?

After thinking about it carefully, Fusu understood that this should be what they wanted to plant.

"We in Daqin have six main crops: grass (millet, millet), wheat (wheat), broomcorn millet (large yellow rice), rice (rice), adzuki bean (adzuki bean), and bean (soybean). But the one the teacher took out, the student

I’ve never seen it before, so I don’t know what it is?”

Fusu smiled secretly in his heart, of course you have never seen it before, this was only introduced to China in the Ming Dynasty!

"This thing is called a potato. It is drought-resistant and high-yielding. If we want the people to have two meals a day, we have to rely on it!"

Liu Bai said this confidently, but the people listening didn't think so.

Let the people have two meals a day? Do you know how much food that would require?

My father is not able to do widespread farming now, how can you, a lump of earth, do it?

But he used to farm, could he really do it?

"Sir, if we want to allow the people to have two meals a day, the grain output must at least double what it is now. Can this potato yield 500 kilograms per acre?"

Today, Qin's grain output is generally around 200 to 300 kilograms.

Of course, this is based on Qin's measurements.

If converted to modern times, one kilogram in the Qin Dynasty was roughly equivalent to half a kilogram today.

After counting with his fingers for a long time, Liu Bai conservatively gave a number.

"Be bold, maybe it can produce a thousand catties per acre?"

"Thousand pounds?"

All the young masters exclaimed in surprise.

Emotionally, they believe what their husband says.

But intellectually, Qianjin? How is this possible?

From ancient times to the present, what kind of thing can produce a thousand catties per mu?

No, never.

Fusu also felt that this was impossible, so he tried to persuade him.

"Sir, please don't joke!"

Liu Bai walked forward with a smile and handed out a potato to each of them.

"Are you kidding that we'll know when it grows? Come on, I'll teach you how to sow."

That's right, except waiting for him to grow out, there seems to be no other way to verify Mr.'s statement.

All the young masters followed suit and imitated Liu Bai's example of planting potatoes.

Hu Hai was the only one standing there blankly.

A thousand catties per mu? It’s simply a big joke.

Even if he is uneducated, he knows that this is absolutely impossible.

Liu Bai, Liu Bai, I finally caught you.

If you report this matter to your father, and you won't be able to produce so many things by then, can you punish him for deceiving the emperor?

Does this also mean that he will no longer be our teacher?

Hahaha, I am finally free!

"Young Master 18, you are smiling so sinisterly, are you thinking about how to deal with me?"

While Hu Hai was excited, Liu Bai's laughing voice came from behind his ears.

With a jolt, Hu Hai softened instantly.

"No, no... I'm just, just a little tired, standing here to rest!"

Liu Bai raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

"Really? Then, sir, have you rested well now?"

After swallowing his saliva, Hu Hai smiled extremely flatteringly.

"Okay, okay, let's go sow seeds now."

After saying that, he quickly ran into the crowd and felt the warmth of the sun.

(End of chapter)