Tang Dynasty good husband

Chapter 163: Eleven stones per mu?
Cheng Yaojin stared at Qin Chao with wide-eyed eyes, sighing secretly that he really is a bold guy.

Cheng Yaojin admired Qin Chao very much. He was young but had a deep understanding of the city. Every time he encountered trouble, he could always escape quietly. He also knew when to make meritorious deeds and when to make a fuss. Make some noise.

As for the last time, Qin Chao was deposed by Li Shimin in one go, as a Jingyang County male, Feiqi Captain, and Zhenwei Captain. In the eyes of most people, perhaps Qin Chao will never rise again.

But Cheng Yaojin didn't think so. Li Shimin also left Qin Chao the official position of Shaoqing of Sinong Temple, which was specially set up for Qin Chao. Position.And this is the key to Qin Chao's resurgence.

However, this does not mean that Cheng Yaojin cannot change his opinion.

At least for now, Cheng Yaojin feels that he doesn't think much of Qin Chao, because this guy is so troublesome, if he was his son, he would have been beaten and paralyzed in bed.

"Well, it's a little smaller than the last time I saw it." Cheng Yaojin pulled out a potato from the field, weighed it in his hand to test the weight, and couldn't help but judge.The people sent by Sinong Temple are weighing and cleaning with Zhuang Han, and there will be specific results later.

"It's indeed a little smaller, but it's not without big ones." Qin Chao also nodded, and he also discovered the problem with this batch of potatoes.

Today happened to be the day when potatoes were unearthed, and it was also the first time potatoes were planted in Guanzhong. Cheng Yaojin was also curious about the yield of potatoes in Guanzhong.Is it really as good as Qin Chao said, that he can live anywhere?

It happened that Qin Chao came to the mansion because of Wang Shishi's matter, so Cheng Yaojin took Qin Chao to see the unearthed potatoes. By the way, he thought about whether he could let his own farm be planted first?
But the result was obviously not as good as Cheng Yaojin thought. The size of the potatoes unearthed this time was extremely uneven. The big ones were as big as two or three fists, and the small ones were only as big as a curled finger. The farmer, even if he doesn't understand, can tell at a glance that there is something wrong with these potatoes.

"Boy, if this problem cannot be solved, there will be no future." Cheng Yaojin pointed out.

Potatoes are Li Shimin's greatest sustenance to Qin Chao. What about Yong'an Square and the Battle of Jingyang? If he dies, it will be difficult for anyone to shake his position.

But at this juncture, Qin Chao intends to snatch Wang Shishi away. At this time, anyone with a discerning eye knows that Qin Chao must be behind it. If there is another problem with Tudou, even Li Shimin can't guarantee whether Qin Chao can survive this test.

"Cheng Bo, some things can't be seen from one side only. If you look at the same problem from another angle, you will find his wonderful things." Qin Chao didn't worry too much, because he thought of another problem, a Questions that I don't often come into contact with.

"Boy, is there a way?" Cheng Yaojin asked in surprise. Qin Chao's calmness surprised him. If it was on the battlefield, unless it was expected, it would be absolutely impossible to be so calm.

Could it be that this guy already knew the result?

"There is nothing in this world that can be achieved at one time. This is the case with the cement we made back then, and the steelmaking technique discovered by Chu Mo. Now the potato is in the same situation. Whether the problem is serious or not does not depend on the seriousness of the problem. Not serious? It’s about whether you know what the problem is, whether you know how to avoid these problems, let the bad go away, and keep the best.” Qin Chaoyou said like an old monk sitting still, as if The appearance of a Taoist monk.

'Snapped……'

Cheng Yaojin endured and endured, and finally couldn't help reaching out and patting the back of Qin Chao's head, and said with a bit of anger in his tone: "What problem is avoided? Talk to people."

"Everything is under control..." Qin Chao touched the back of his head, subconsciously trying to pretend to be aggressive, but seeing Cheng Yaojin's cannibalistic eyes and ready to move fists, he had to quickly add: "Cheng Bo, The next batch of Potato Boys is going to be divided into two batches, one will stay in Xiba Village, the other will be taken to Cheng Bo's Zhuangzi, and both sides will be planted at the same time. If there is no accident, we will know the real answer before summer. "

"Hmph, you're smart." Cheng Yaojin snorted proudly, and continued, "For the sake of your knowledge, I'll let you take care of the old man's village for the time being."

"Thank you Cheng Bocheng!" Qin Chao smiled and thanked hurriedly.

Although the two were talking about potatoes, after Qin Chao showed his sincerity, Cheng Yaojin also showed his sincerity.

The Cheng family farm is so big, even if Qin Chao wants to experiment, at most one or two acres of land is enough, but Cheng Yaojin took out the whole farm, what's the meaning?
Didn't he just tell Qin Chao cryptically that Zhuangzi will give you a temporary place to house your wives and wives, and we'll talk about it later, in the future...

Xiba Village can also accommodate Wang Shishi's master and servant. This is also Qin Chao's territory, and the whole village is full of Qin Chao's tenants.

But the defense and secrecy cannot be compared with Cheng Yaojin's Zhuangzi. There are all retired veterans who have seen blood on the battlefield. Although Fenghua is no longer there, there are still some that should be there. Yaojin's pissing nature will never let anyone who has nothing to do with Zhuangzi take a step closer, and Zhuang Han in the village is also a man who follows Cheng Yaojin to fight the world, so there is no need to worry about loyalty.

So, again, in Chengjia Zhuangzi, Qin Chao can do whatever he wants, even if it is in broad daylight, it doesn't matter, the premise is not to kill himself.

"Master, Shaoqing, the statistics are out." The helper sent by Sinong Temple wiped the sweat from his forehead, although there was not a single drop of sweat.

"How much?" Cheng Yaojin asked first.

"This planting is about half an acre, and the output of potatoes is five and a half shi. The average yield per acre is about [-] shi. I just don't know how much the potatoes will weigh after drying, so I can't guess for a while." The legs of the officials of Sinong Temple trembled slightly. He said that he checked the number several times without finding any problems, and finally had to believe the result.

"Hiss... Eleven stone? One mu?" Cheng Yaojin gasped, his face full of disbelief, but he had to believe the result when he looked at the piles of potatoes.

"My lord, Shaoqing, I have checked the data sent by Jiang Guogong of Luozhou Prefecture before, and found that the yield of potatoes we planted this time has decreased. According to Jiang Guogong's statistics, the yield per mu should be at least thirteen shi That's right, and the potatoes that were delivered at the beginning were also weighed, and after conversion, there is some deviation from this number, but the basic deviation is not large, and it should be the weight loss caused by the reduction of water content."

"Everything is under control." Qin Chao felt that he was making a fuss, well, in fact, he ignored a problem, which led to the decline in production, but Qin Chao would not admit that it was his mistake, after all, face ...

"In this way, you wrote the booklet on behalf of the official, and included some of the planting conditions and data together. In addition, you said that the potato production may fluctuate. Next, the official wants to distribute the potatoes in Xiba Village and Xiba Village respectively. Chengjiazhuang planted, and at the same time carefully selected this batch of potatoes, trying to find the most suitable potatoes as seeds within half a year."

"Here..." Si Nong Si's younger brother agreed to the request with a full face of excitement. Qin Chao is certainly lazy, but this question falls on him. It is an infinite honor. Think of him as a little Si Nong Si Little official, how can you be qualified to write notes for the emperor on weekdays?
(End of this chapter)