[Comprehensive master Naruto] The daimyo of the country of fire is in a panic

Madara Uchiha had always thought that it was strange enough that one of the people around him was Hashirama Senju, who was a ninja but particularly liked agriculture.

Unexpectedly, the Daimyo was the most secretive freak.

The open space in front of them was full of people, and their spirits were no longer sluggish. Their backs were straightened, and they stretched their necks and glanced at the carts piled with grain and seeds, as if they were looking at some peerless beauty.

"We saw it, it's really good rice seeds and last year's new grain!"

"Oh! Why would you give us such good things?"

"I heard from Mr. Kinoshita that you want me to farm the land for you."

"Hey, Mr. Kinoshita can't even open the pot at home."

"Haven't you heard? Your Excellency gave him rice and seeds, and also invited a miraculous doctor to cure his little grandson."

"Amaterasu, if such a good deed is really possible, when will it be our turn?"

"Look at the rice and wheat. They are real things. Maybe it will be our turn this time."

"Do you think your lord will really give us food and seeds?"

"Xie, stop talking about Chelulu..."

Dozens of samurai glanced at the daimyo in the center of the field with half confusion and half secret joy. Their minds were probably still thinking about the daimyo's promise just now: "If the productivity according to my method is lower than in previous years, every child in your family can If you go to a public school for three years, I will pay all the expenses."

Going to a public school marks the starting point of an official career. This is the consensus among local tyrants and party members at all levels in the country after hearing about this policy.Besides, the daimyo took the initiative to provide seeds and grain, and also threatened to improve farming techniques. In any case, they took advantage.

After hearing the daimyo's plan, Hashirama was so excited that he couldn't sleep for half the night. He is still running around in a state of excitement, sometimes carrying seeds, and sometimes organizing new farmers who arrived. .If the sword of the eye could kill, Nara Shikaji, Yamanaka Shimoha, and Senju Tobirama who slept in the same room with him last night would have stabbed him to death countless times.

When everyone was almost there, the daimyo began his impressive speech.

“Fellow folks and elders, please listen to me.

"Bi Tou and I came across an ancient book from Shanxian Shouzhi. The book recorded the instructions given by the God of Air Jinbi and the Royal Ancestor of Production and Nesting. The book said that according to their teachings, our food production can be doubled! I think this is a manifestation of the blessings given to us by gods and Buddhas, and it is God’s will to let us have full stomachs!” The daimyo said, raising his hands to the sky.

The farmers below all looked expectantly at this magic stick who had to go crazy before giving seeds: "Oh oh oh oh!"

Madara raised one corner of his mouth.The daimyo asked me about the names of the two gods that day. While asking me, I made up the opening words in front of me and crumbled three pieces of paper. It would be damned if this ancient book really existed.

“Everyone knows that planting rice requires land preparation, sowing, weeding and insecticide, irrigation and drainage. During this process, special attention must be paid to solar terms to prevent bad weather from damaging the seedlings.

"But the agricultural book - the god of agriculture teaches us that in addition to the above steps, we must also cultivate seedlings, transplant rice, fertilize the soil, and build water conservancy facilities." The daimyo scanned the crowd and stared at a cowering farmer, "Why, you have doubt?"

With the farmer in the center of the circle, everyone knelt down and said, "You don't dare!"

The daimyo laughed and said: "No, you are in trouble today and you have to ask me a question."

The ninjas all laughed, and even Hinata Masanori and Senju Tobirama no longer maintained a serious look, and the atmosphere became relaxed.

"Ah... what do 'transplanting' and 'fertilizing' mean, sir?" the farmer asked boldly.

"Good question, you can get an extra bag of seeds later." The daimyo nodded, and the farmer was surprised and happy, and quickly kowtowed in thanks.

The daimyo spoke in easy-to-understand vernacular: "You used to bury the sprouted rice seeds directly in the soil. This is called direct seeding. The advantage is that it saves time and effort, but the disadvantages are also big. The seedlings have poor wind resistance and are miscellaneous. If there is too much grass, the seedlings will be unevenly distributed, the tree growth rate will be low, and if it is not handled well in the later stage, it will easily reduce the yield.”

The farmers and warriors nodded secretly: "Don't tell me, this child-like name makes sense."

"So we have to change to an easy-to-control method," Daimyo said, "that is, 'transplanting'. First, cultivate the seedlings in a specific field, sprinkle a layer of rice husk ash on the soil, and use a flat wooden pusher to smooth and cover the rice seeds. , the rice seedlings require a month of breeding and maintenance before they can be transplanted. During the process, you need to go to the breeding field every day to check the water level. The water level cannot exceed two-thirds of the rice seedlings. You can transplant the seedlings to the field when the awns are planted."

An older warrior was recommended: "Your Highness, your method will require a lot of manpower."

The daimyo took the "statistical table" from Ranmaru's hand. It was a new thing he created, and it looked different from the ledgers Madara had seen. "Based on your existing labor force - including child labor - and the land area you have, you have enough manpower."

He stopped the samurai's next words with a gesture: "And I will bring people to help."

Everyone was in an uproar.If you think about it carefully, this is the direct jurisdiction of the daimyo. Since he has already provided food and seeds, it is not impossible to listen to his ideas. You can do whatever you like.

So the daimyo continued to preach: "Let's talk about 'fertilization'. Fertilizing means to make our land 'fat' and strong, so that the food grown can be full and more."

"Sir, do you want to give us such a good thing?" The farmers looked at him eagerly.

"No, I'm not giving it to you, I'm asking you to collect it yourself!"

"Hey?"

The ninjas, surnames, and Kinoshita Hanjiro are all familiar with the daimyo's bad habit of trying to avoid talking before speaking. Madara feels that if the daimyo's status is not high enough, sooner or later he will be beaten for this.

"There are many types of fertilizers. According to the raw materials, they are divided into manure, bone fertilizer, gray fertilizer, mud fertilizer, green manure, etc. I will mainly talk to you about manure, gray fertilizer and green manure."

The warriors' faces turned blue: "'Manure', isn't it the 'manure' I'm thinking of?"

The daimyo smiled: "Ah, yes, that's the one."

Except for Hashirama, Madara and the other ninjas also looked like they were about to vomit.

"Don't underestimate this grain cycle thing! It can increase grain production!" The daimyo said seriously, "Cut the straw into small sections, and then pile it up and down in a warp and latitude shape. When pouring excrement and urine, it must be soaked for a long time to achieve the effect of retting, and then allowed to ferment. You can also add burned plant ash or charcoal rich in potassium fertilizer, and it will dry into small pieces in the next spring. Small pieces of gray-black fertilizer or gray-black fertilizer water with water content are manure.

"So from today on, the excrement of people, horses, pigs and sheep will be collected and processed in a unified way. In this way, ten families will be elected as one Shi, and a chief will be elected to take charge of this matter and supervise the collection, retting and fertilization of each family. The village chief will continue the original work Arrangement, responsible for organizing various farming matters, and reporting to your lords. As for you," the daimyo pointed at the samurai, "Ranmaru is responsible for conveying my orders to you, and you must strictly implement them! There must be no mistakes!"

"Yes!" Everyone responded with a grimace.

"Okay, let's talk about green manure and gray fertilizer next. Green manure is plants that are good for the land, including milkvetch, alfalfa, wheat, broad beans, flax, duckweed, etc.; gray fertilizer includes plant ash, firewood, and simmering ash. Wait for three kinds. Pictures of these plants will be drawn and posted in each village later. You should also pay attention to collecting them and properly rotate green manure to maintain soil fertility.'"

Everyone's acceptance of these two types of fertilizers was obviously higher, and many people were obviously relieved.

The daimyo gushed: "There is also the problem of the lack of rakes, plows, hoes and other agricultural tools. I will solve it. In ten days, everyone will still come here to collect what they need according to registration. We must prepare the land carefully, plow deeply, and don't let down our feet. This fertile land will definitely give us enough food to fill our stomachs.

"As for the water conservancy facilities, if you can't repair them for a while, leave them to me and the ninjas.

"Kinoshita Hanjiro will serve as the agricultural advisor, responsible for teaching all the contents of the Farming Book - the God of Agriculture's instructions to all leaders. From the samurai lord to the ordinary tenant farmer, he will answer any questions he doesn't understand. You have been farming all your life. Tian, ​​if you have any ideas or experiences, you can tell him.

"Okay, now let's start dividing seeds and grain according to the registration form."

On the farmland, the crowd was boiling.Mr. Muto did not tell lies, he promised to provide seeds and grains, and he also helped others farm. Mr. Kinoshita has become prosperous, but who knows whether his own family will become prosperous with this hard-won good thing?

The warriors were also smiling. This year's tax revenue has been paid. As for whether His Highness was just on a whim - it is enough to survive the lean period. Who cares about the future?

The Uchiha brothers were guarding next to the daimyo and did not distribute grain to the farmers with the others. According to the daimyo, it was for fire safety reasons. Madara didn't quite understand, but the daimyo often said some strange things and everyone was used to it.He and Izuna were happy to stay away from the hustle and bustle. For ninjas, the fewer targets they needed to keep an eye on, the better.

"It's all the Senju's fault, His Highness was led astray by them." Quan Nai complained softly.

"Maybe this is that person's nature." Madara crossed his arms and said.

Moreover, what should a daimyo do as the leader of a place?Madara used to despise the behavior of those city lords and county guards who played songs every night and bullied the weak. He was disgusted with the wars provoked by profit-seekers.He had met lords who worked hard to govern, but the purpose of hiring ninjas was still to kill people or protect people, and never let ninjas participate in administrative management.

During his time in Saga, Madara learned that there were still people in the world who loved falconry, such as the Earth Country Mamoru, the Water Country Mamoru who loved elegance, the Wind Country Mamoru who loved warfare, and the Thunder Country Mamoru who loved power... But he felt that the daimyo and those people They were completely different, but Madara couldn't tell exactly what was different.

A warrior quietly asked Xiao Xing: "Brother, is there really that book?"

Ranmaru was busy recording, hitting the back of his head with his foot, and had no time to respond.Canaan put down the grain bag in his hand, smiled strangely, and confused the questioner with Buddhist principles. He went from doubting the existence of books to doubting the existence of himself.

"I heard that people who often do strange things that are different from ordinary people are called 'wonderers'." Izuna looked thoughtfully at the back of the daimyo, who was yelling and chatting with an old farmer who was deaf.

Madara laughed silently.He had a premonition that in ten years everyone around the Daimyo, including himself, would be given this title.

They won’t understand, because our “Tao” is different from the mediocre ways of the world.Why should a real eagle care about the eyes of a sparrow?