Chapter 133 Yun Family’s New Agriculture

"Are you going to replant millet and millet immediately?"

"Yes, you also see that the servants are choosing seeds, and the little guys are preparing to plow the plow. After the wheat is harvested, they will burn the wheat straw and return it to the field, then plow the land and continue sowing the seeds!"

Zhang Tang frowned and said, "The great man also said that four farming and five farming are the saying, but it does not refer to the Guanzhong area."

Yun Lang smiled and said, "How can you know if you don't try it? If you fail, you will lose some manpower and seeds at most. If you succeed, you will get a lot of harvest."

Zhang Tang shook his head and said, "Some people have done this and have succeeded. However, when the ground power is poor, they will not give the opportunity to cultivate the land. They will never expect a good harvest for two or three years, and the gain will not be worth the loss."

Yun Lang smiled and said, "Ground power can actually be enhanced or compensated. Livestock manure, fallen leaves in the woods, and wheat straw that remain after harvesting are all good things to increase ground power. Even the silt in the pond can achieve this effect."

Zhang Tang smiled and pointed at Yun Lang and said, "If you should believe it, believe it. If you should not believe it, you should always look at the results and make a judgment. Let's talk about it after you have harvested the next crop.

I heard that you have completely cured Pingyang Hou’s strange disease?”

Yun Lang sighed and said, "What is this strange disease? The place where rice is planted north of the Huai River is very common. Moreover, the more people suffer from this disease the south.

Most people in southern China believe in divine witches. Most people who suffer from this disease will be burned to death as demons and monsters. Doctors don’t know that although it is not advisable for those who are sick to be burned to death, this is the most brutal and effective shortcut to reduce the occurrence of such patients.

Over the years, I don’t know how many people have died at the hands of the witch. My prescription may not be effective for everyone. No matter what, just die a few less.”

Zhang Tang sighed and said, "The land of the Southern Barbarians is rampant, and just one Yunmengze blocks the key areas of the north and south.

When the Qin Emperor sent Zhao Tuo to attack the Nanyue Kingdom. In the chaos at the end of the Qin Dynasty, Ren Xiao died of illness. Zhao Tuo established himself as the Nanyue Kingdom. The huge Nanyue Kingdom was thousands of miles away, comparable to the Chu Kingdom in the past. It has not yet surrendered. It is only worshipped by the emperor as a vassal state. It is very hateful to regard himself as an emperor in the country.

Once your prescription is spread, the one who benefits the most is not my great man, but the South Vietnamese country. Therefore, it can only be controlled by the Imperial Physician Order of the State. Don’t have any ideas.”

Yun Lang was shocked and hurriedly said, "The medical officer who was killed by Changping's stick..."

Zhang Tang smiled and said, "Changping is not a bloodthirsty person..."

Of course, Yun Lang knew Zhao Tuo that he was the only one of the long-lived emperors who lived in a 100-year-old in Chinese history. It was difficult for Yun Lang to remember that he could live in a similar primitive area and live to a 100-year-old.

He tried hard to forget the poor medical officer. He was scared when he thought about it. More people in Yunjiazhuang knew this prescription...

Zhang Tang's words made Yun Lang's hair stand up. Changping tried to kill the medical officer, and it turned out that he was protecting the Yun family's village... He even despised Changping for a long time...

As long as Zhang Tang comes to Yun’s house, there will be no good weather in Shanglinyuan.

Today is no exception. It is very strong wind, but such wind is very beneficial to the wheat that has just been crushed and unshelled. As long as you hold the squid to raise the wheat, the strong wind will naturally blow away the shriveled wheat and the wheat husks, leaving dark yellow wheat grains and pile on the ground.

Yun Lang stopped the little guys at home from igniting wheat straw in such weather. He was worried that even Mount Li would not be able to keep under the camp.

Hongxiu came back in the afternoon and obviously cried, at least Honghong's eyes exposed everything.

"Are you old acquaintances with Da Changqiu?" Yun Lang wanted to ask, but later he couldn't help it.

"Eunuch Changqiu and my mother are old acquaintances. My mother used to be a palace servant in Changle Palace and was rewarded by His Majesty to come to her home..."

Before Hongxiu could finish her words, Yun Lang stopped her desire to continue and said with a smile: "These words are hidden in her heart, don't say them to anyone.

If you really want to talk to someone, I think you brought a basket of melons to your mother's grave and said, "Now, it's very quiet and no one disturbs you."

Hongxiu’s biggest advantage is that she knows how to control her emotions. She looked at Yunlang with a grateful look and then went out with red eyes. In a short while, she saw her carrying a small basket full of fruits and walking towards her mother’s cemetery.

Xiao Chong's parents were there, so she naturally couldn't understand Hongxiu's pain. She originally wanted to go with Hongxiu, but was stopped by her mother.

Since Chou Yong left Yanglingyi, Xiao Chong's temperament has become unrestrained. Yun Lang waved at Xiao Chong, and Xiao Chong happily pulled the tiger's tail and climbed up the stairs.

After giving Xiao Zhu a wax knife and some melted wax, the child happily lay on a patterned linen cloth, preparing to use wax to cover the outlined spaces on the linen cloth.

This is the most primitive batik, and it is also the only way that Yun Lang can think of in addition to embroidery to add icing patterns to the monotonous linen.

At the latest to the beginning of next spring, the Yun family will not only produce countless silk threads, but also a large amount of linen will appear.

This year's hemp trees grow very well, not only tall, but also have not many branches. Those straight hemp poles can peel the best and longest hemp skin. After soaking and pounding, you can get all the materials needed to weave the linen.

Production preparations must always be made first, which is Yunlang's habit of doing things.

Overall, the Yunjia is an agricultural factory, and Yunlang is also willing to turn the Yunjia into an agricultural factory.

For agriculture, factory-based operations are always the most efficient way of working. The large number of hiring women and children to do these things is also a little preparation made by Yun Lang for the future after a large number of men died in battle.

If you rely solely on women and children, you can produce a large amount of agricultural output. At least, there will be less things to starve to death.

In this era when everything belongs to the emperor and everything takes priority over the military, Yunlang has no other way, and can only tap the last little potential of the Han people.

After dawn, Yun Lang came to Changmen Palace as promised.

The Changmen Palace is actually just A Jiao's prison. Although the emperor did not explicitly say that A Jiao was not allowed to run around, A Jiao consciously guarded the Changmen Palace and did not go anywhere else.

Five or six guards pulling ropes were ordered by Yun Lang. After obtaining the exact data, Yun Lang began to draw patterns on a silk silk.

After surveying and mapping the Yunjiazhuangzi, he was already very familiar with this set. With just a few strokes, a pool with rippling blue waves had appeared on the silk. In order to highlight the effect, Yun Lang even drew lotus flowers all over the pond in two small pools beside the large pool.

The pool was specially laid with soft river sand, and some things like reclining chairs were painted under the weeping willows. At the edge of the pool, he even drew a winding slide. There was a tall water wheel on the side of the slide, lifting the water from the low places high and finally landing on the slide, allowing the water to pour down the slide.

At the same time, people can also slide down the slide and rush into the water.

The swimming pool was designed as a living pool. He used a slide to enter water here and a ditch to drain water there. In this way, the pool would not grow any algae randomly. If a hot spring inlet was added to the water inlet and a pool with sulfur hot spring mixed with the pool will completely kill the remaining algae.

Since it was a broken-up picture, Yun Lang drew one, and Da Changqiu would take one and hand it over to Jiao in another pavilion to see. Later, Jiao himself came to the place where Yun Lang drew the graphics, staring at her beautiful big eyes, which was very fascinating.

"Why is there a wooden platform here?" Jiao Jiao couldn't help asking, and poked out a finger and dotted it on the wooden platform drawn by Yun Lang. Unexpectedly, the paint was not dry, and a little light yellow paint was stained on the tips of her spring onion-like fingertips.

Yun Lang smiled and said, "Swimming is a kind of fun, especially suitable for women. I heard that women who often swim can use the water flow to shape their bodies.

This wooden platform is used for diving. In the hot summer, it is most comfortable to jump from this wooden platform and jump into the cool pool."

Yun Lang laughed warmly and his voice became softer. Gillian didn't know what he remembered, but looked at Yun Lang and burst into laughter, which was a bit like a trembling flower.
Chapter completed!