Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

No one wants to talk about the topic of launching satellites. It is very sensitive nowadays, but people with insight believe that this is part of the reason for the current situation.

The yield of one acre of land increased as if in a competition, reaching thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of kilograms.

This is like a myth, but it turned into a joke in the end, and the common people suffered in the end.

"Zeng Wangcai, you must not grow up in a crooked way." Old Man Liu said with a serious expression, "We old guys are very optimistic about you, otherwise we would not have spent so much time on you. We think you have talent, but you can't be a crooked talent.

"Your uncle Zheng is so busy that he can only stay at home for a few days a month. He is just trying to make things right for the people. Don't try that again, kid."

Old man Zheng works in the Ministry of Agriculture. He's in a rather pitiful position. At times like this, he does have a lot to do.

It is easier to farm when there are more people, and it is easier to celebrate the New Year when there are fewer people. This is an eternal truth. However, there is no such good thing in the world. It is impossible to want the benefits of a large population and not want to bear the disadvantages of a large population.

"What do you mean by making false claims?" Zeng Wangcai was fed up and said to the instigator, Old Man Yang, "Don't put such a big accusation on me. I am in poor health and cannot handle it. This is just my real idea and a goal I want to achieve.

"You left our platoon in Miyun and asked us to get 10,000 kilograms of supplies in a month. To be honest, if I hadn't asked the soldiers to keep up with the training, we wouldn't be soldiers at all. There are more than 30 of us. We have to do the same things we do at home. It's not that we can't do it, it's work, but we have to give them some motivation. They are not worse than others..."

The people in a row are not only no worse than others, but to be more precise, they are stronger than most people and are only one step away from becoming the best soldier.

This has been verified in both competitions and actual combat.

Old man Yang was speechless after hearing what Zeng Wangcai said. In his heart, he felt that he owed Zeng Wangcai's troops. He knew the strength of the first row of soldiers best, otherwise he would not have given the first row special treatment again and again.

Although Old Man Yang feels guilty, he still has to stick to his previous ideas and serve the overall situation!

Serving the overall situation may sound difficult to some people, but people in high positions like Old Man Yang cannot disobey this principle.

"I can see that this kid has a special liking for military merits. He's always thinking about going to the battlefield to make merit." Old man Xie stepped in to smooth things over. "This is a good thing, but you are all young, there are plenty of opportunities. You should give full play to your strengths and use the best steel on the blade."

"I'm also good at farming!" Zeng Wangcai followed what Old Man Xie said, "I'm good at a lot of things, and I've mastered every one of them. I've invented a new gun and handed it in. I'm good at getting supplies, and I produce 10,000 kilograms a month without interruption. I'm also good at farming, so I'm going to start farming now."

"Don't quibble!" Old Man Liu lit another cigarette. "Farming is different from hunting. Farming is a limited time. It's not impossible for you to take some time to say goodbye, but you said that two or three acres of land can produce ten thousand kilograms of grain. This... can the wheat you plant give birth to pups or something?"

This is a misunderstanding. The older generation only has a few types of grains: wheat, rice, millet, sorghum, corn, etc.

Among these varieties, even the higher-yielding corn cannot produce 10,000 kilograms per two or three acres of land, let alone millet, which currently produces only 400 to 500 kilograms per acre.

Therefore, they think Zeng Wangcai is exaggerating.

"That's right. Even if the corn you planted can produce babies and double, no, quadruple the yield per mu, you still can't do what you said." Old Man Yang echoed, "You'd better do your old job honestly. I'll assign some people to you. How about letting you be the company commander?"

not so good!

Even if I were made the commander, I would be a pig-feeding commander, which is of no use at all.

Zeng Wangcai looked unhappy and did not respond because he could not. Old Man Xie and Old Man Liu took over.

"No, no, no, let him train the special forces."

"It's better to go to the research institute and do research. I think the unstable weapon he mentioned can be developed as soon as possible."

"Hey, you two, that's enough. You agreed to listen to him. Here you go again, right?"

"He hasn't expressed his opinion yet, let's talk about it first."

"Old Yang, don't be so impatient..."

Zeng Wangcai was full of black lines on his head. It turns out that being remembered and valued by others is also a kind of trouble.

"Everyone, I have expressed my position. I have spoken." Zeng Wangcai was speechless and interrupted, "I said that I will farm, continue to stay in the army, complete training, and participate in the confrontation."

"Forget it, you are not reliable at farming!"

"I'm unreliable? Well, let's make a bet..."

When he heard about the bet, Old Man Yang immediately stopped talking. He still remembered the bet with Zeng Wangcai very clearly. He lost, so the memory was very clear.

In fact, Zeng Wangcai's idea is more in line with Old Man Yang's idea. As long as Zeng Wangcai stays in the army, then whether to add people later will be an easy thing, right?

So when he heard Zeng Wangcai talking about the bet, Lao Yang kept his mouth shut and didn't remind the two old men. In fact, he was also very curious about how Zeng Wangcai could achieve a grain output of 10,000 kilograms with only two or three acres of land.

"Oh, you dare to bet with me? I have never lost a bet before." Old man Xie said unconvinced, "Tell me, how and what to bet on?"

"Let's bet on the output of my crops. If I can do what I say, you three don't even think of moving me around in the future." Zeng Wangcai did not forget to bring Old Man Yang along.

In fact, Old Man Xie also understood that there seemed to be no other way except to agree to the bet with Zeng Wangcai. He couldn't tie him up and force him to lead the troops.

After agreeing on the bet, several people high-fived as an oath, and did it very seriously.

After that, Old Man Yang asked curiously, "Now that the bet is concluded, tell me, what are you going to do?"

"Farming is simple, but I don't want to grow conventional crops. I consulted my second aunt, and based on the conditions there, she selected several varieties. I'll show them to you." Zeng Wangcai took out the seeds he had chosen earlier from his bag and placed them on the stone mill.

It was too dark to see the seeds, so the old men could only recognize potatoes.

"Yam, this thing's yield is really high." Old man Xie, who is not unfamiliar with potatoes and is even very familiar with them, said, "This thing is easy to grow and does not require a high environment, but the yield is not as high as 4,000 kilograms per mu, right?"

The potato yield per mu has always been a mystery in the past.

In time-travel novels, potatoes are a must-have weapon for time travelers to ancient times. However, nowadays, potatoes are affected by many factors and cannot reach the yield of about 3000 to 5000 kilograms per mu in later generations.

Zeng Wangcai was actually unsure as to what the potato yield per mu would be in Miyun, but he felt that it was not a big problem as there was fertilizer supply.

"What are the others?"

"There are also pumpkins, tomatoes, beans, sweet potatoes..."

Zeng Wangcai revealed his own illustrations.

Old Man Yang wondered, "You grow so many things, and you only have a few people to train and fight against. Do you want me to add some more people to you?"