Urban Sims

Chapter 15 The Great Harvest

Autumn is here.

The leaves of the forests are turning yellow, and the pastures of the fields are withering.

In the farmland, the golden wheat waves roll like sea waves in the breeze.

The heavy ears of wheat crushed the stalks so much that they could barely lift their heads.

Passing by this piece of farmland, looking at this golden wheat field with plump, round grains, and each plant has thirty or forty grains of wheat, all the farmers in Qiangwei Town can't help but be attracted.

Gradually, the time for harvest was approaching, and more and more farmers were watching and discussing this farmland. The heated discussion even reached the ears of the lord, Baron Connor. The lord came here with his family and several knights. By the side of a farmland, I watched this scene in disbelief.

"Oh God, the output of these lands should be at least 10 talents (1 talents ≈ 20kg). Some miracle must have happened on this land. Only the power of God can make this land So many ears of wheat grow out of the land!"

An aristocratic woman in a cloak and tunic, with a long skirt propped up by a huge skirt, exposing her breasts, covered her lips and exclaimed.

"Mom, the steward Bunode said that this land may also be black magic by the witch. Only the black magic of the witch can make a land that has never grown so much food suddenly grow so much food, so These grains are the fruits of the devil, they must be burned!"

Next to the aristocratic woman, a fifteen or six-year-old boy with many freckles on his face said loudly.

"Is that so, Bunode?" the aristocratic woman asked the butler suspiciously.

The chubby housekeeper Bu Nuodha lowered his waist and said flatteringly: "Dear Mrs. Madeleine, I think it should be like this. This piece of land hasn't grown so much food in 20 years, and, I heard The little Ryan who planted this land is just a six-year-old child. How could he do things that adults can’t do? Some time ago, Little Ryan did a lot of weird and absurd things in the town. Pick up all the dirty and smelly feces and take them to your own home, and everyone in the town suspects that it must be a witch who secretly used black magic to confuse little Ryan!"

Bunode came to a conclusion with certainty.

"Is that so, God, I didn't expect that those evil witches would not spare even a six-year-old child." Madame Madeleine clutched her chest with a frightened expression on her face.

"Kyle, go and bring Little Ryan here, I have something to ask him." Baron Connor realized the seriousness of the problem, and said to a blond knight beside him.

"Yes, my lord."

……

After a while, Zhou Ming, who was at a loss, with "horrified" eyes, was brought to Baron Connor by the knight.

"Little Ryan, tell me! Did the witch cast black magic on the wheat fields you planted? Have you been secretly controlled by the witch?" Baron Connor asked seriously.

Zhou Ming lay trembling on the ground, kowtowed non-stop and said, "No Lord, no Lord! No witch cast black magic on me. I planted these wheat by myself."

"Do you dare to lie in front of me? Tell me, who is the witch controlling you!" Baron Connor's face flashed a trace of hostility, and his right hand was already on the hilt of the saber.

"My dear, little Ryan is just a child, don't scare him like this."

As a mother of three children, Mrs. Madeleine, who has a motherly brilliance, persuaded her husband, squatted down slightly, pulled Zhou Ming up, and took out a handkerchief to help him wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, with a kind and kind face Authentic: "Little Ryan, tell me, how did you grow this wheat field?"

Only then did Zhou Ming stop crying, and told the ins and outs of how he had grown this wheat field.

"Cow dung?"

"You mean the wheat grew like this after cow dung was used on this field?"

"Impossible, little Ryan is lying! No matter how strong the cow dung is, it is impossible to grow four acres of grain in one acre of land." Butler Bunode categorically denied it.

"It's true! I saw a lot of places with cow dung, and the grass next to it grew tall and dense, so I thought: If these cow dung are put into the wheat field, will the wheat be like the grass? , it grows much and densely, so I collected the cow dung and sheep dung, crushed them a little, and applied a little under each wheat seedling, so that the wheat would be tall and dense Is it?"

Zhou Ming's explanation made everyone around him nod their heads. This kind of explanation seems to make sense.

Several knights also searched the nearby grassland, and sure enough, they found cow dung or other animal dung more or less in many weedy places.

"Smart little Ryan!"

Mrs. Madeleine hugged Zhou Ming, and Bobo kissed him several times. The five or six-year-old boy with freckles pouted and snorted heavily.

"Although what you said makes sense, you have to use it in the field to know whether the cow dung is useful. If it is useless, little Ryan, do you know the consequences?"

Baron Connor actually believed what the six-year-old boy said, but looking at this little boy who seemed a little too smart, Baron Connor had a strange feeling in his heart. Everyone else is different, and I don't know if it's good or bad.

"Thank you Baron, thank you Baron!"

Knowing that he was let go, Zhou Ming immediately kowtowed in gratitude... He also heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, this test has finally passed.

Soon, with the "enthusiastic help" of many townspeople, Zhou Ming's six mu of wheat field was harvested, threshed, and bagged in just half a day.

Putting it on the balance scales, there was a lot of exclamation. The six acres of wheat field had harvested a full 70 talents of grain, and the output was four times that of ordinary wheat fields!
Zhou Ming was quite satisfied: "The land in this world is not as barren as I imagined. I just slightly improved the planting method and applied more fertilizer. The yield per mu can reach more than 460 kilograms. There is still a lot of potential for yield improvement. Well, farming in this world is definitely very promising!"

However, Zhou Ming also knows that every man is innocent and he is guilty. The lords and lords of this world are not good people. As long as their fundamental interests are not violated, it doesn’t matter if they farm better. When the opponent has the idea of ​​eliminating his "threat", changing his strategy and how to survive becomes the top priority at that time.

Now he has planted a few acres of good land, mainly for food and clothing, and also for exploring the way.

70 talents of barley, after handing over 42 talents to the tax officer Dirac, the remaining 28 talents belong to his own barley, Zhou Ming asked a few kind neighbors to help him transport it to his home, looking at the barn These piles are full enough to feed himself and his sister for a year, and he feels much more at ease.

Within two days, Mrs. Madeleine of the Lord's Castle, when she heard that Zhou Ming's family was left with only him and a three-year-old sister, she shed a few tears of sympathy and asked the servant to bring a large bag of flour and a piece of bacon... Although there was some sympathy in it, it might as well be a small reward given by the lord Baron Connor after Zhou Ming discovered the secret of increasing cow dung production.

Not long after, there were more people picking up cow dung in the town, and they even started to imitate Zhou Ming's family and dug a dung pit in front of the house.

As for the nickname "shit Ryan" in the mouth of his kid, it has now become "smart little Ryan"...

(End of this chapter)