Chapter 49 The one who knows the homeless best is the homeless themselves

Walking to two places, one is worrying, and the other is relieved, Tie Xinyuan now wants to know very much about the farmland around Daxue Mountain City and Balikun Lake. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

If these two places go wrong, Hami Qingxiang Country will basically be finished.

The thought that the poor Uighur king was about to be beaten back to his original form as a robber sent chills through Tie Xinyuan's heart.

There was no problem with being a robber when I was alone, but now if I want to be a robber with my wife and wife, this problem is big.

Even if the upheaval of the Gobi life is grinding, it can grind to death people like the old lady and wife who are accustomed to the comfortable life of the Great Song Dynasty.

After running along the Hami River for two days, I saw the snowy mountains from afar.

At the end of June, the heat in Hami is unbearable, and only under the snowy mountains is a good place to cool off.

There are pros and cons, the cold weather here is a paradise for people who escape the heat, but there is not much benefit for plant growth.

After crossing the Hami River, seeing the endless barley fields, Tie Xinyuan's hanging heart finally let go.

The green barley seedlings in front of him, which could not be seen at a glance, gave him infinite confidence.

The peasants who were working in the fields saw the royal banner of Tiexinyuan, and they came out of the fields one after another, waiting to meet the king.

Tie Xinyuan flew off his horse and saw Tie Er standing on the edge of heaven and earth with a smile, and understood everything, the reason why the farmer knew that he came out to meet his own king should be because of his instructions.

The voices of the peasants to meet the king were very neat, and there was nothing like the rammers on the Tianshan Road shouting anything.

The symbolic result was a mare's milk wine offered by an old farmer, and Tie Xinyuan thanked the old farmer and said to Tie Er: "When did you learn the rules of the Han family?" ”

Tie Er laughed silently, pointed at the old farmer beside him, and praised it with a thumbs up.

Tie Xinyuan looked at the belt of yellow flowers on a black background tied around the old farmer's waist and smiled: "You are the first agricultural official in my Hami?" ”

The old farmer hurriedly bowed down and said, "Old man...... Ah no, Liu Ben, the steward of the old minister Sinong Temple, has seen the king. ”

Tie Xinyuan stepped forward to support his subordinates who were about to pay a big salute and said, "Seeing that the growth of the barley here is so gratifying, it should be that this king thanks you."

Come, tell the king how much barley there is, how much flax, and how many beans there are."

When it comes to other things, Liu Ben naturally can't interject, and when it comes to farming, he has a lot of words that make Tie Xinyuan feel painful.

The farmer has always been the spokesperson of simplicity and simplicity, and the words are few, but the truth is the most significant sign of the farmer.

Who would have thought that after this Liu Ben's word box was opened, it could no longer be closed.

Fortunately, Tie Xinyuan's memory is amazing, and he can understand what he wants from a lot of nonsense that Liu Benxu is babbling about.

In the end, the horse-drawn hoe still played its greatest effect, and the 300,000 acres of barley fields made Tie Xinyuan overjoyed.

Even if this year is planted for the first time, there will be a yield of 120 catties per mu, according to Liu Ben, if the yield is less than 150 catties, he can use his head for grain.

"King, the peasants are bitter, facing the loess with their backs to the sky, not to mention such things as a drop of sweat falling eight petals.

A good farmer will endure hardships for a lifetime if he does not meet a good land.

If you can't grow good crops on such a fertile land, you can use the old man's head as a ball to kick, and the old minister promises not to shout and give in......

Horse-drawn ploughing and hoeing is good, this thing is light, a good offspring is paired with two horses a day, if you can't plow out thirty acres, then it's not a good offspring.

Farming, old man...... No, Lao Chen is good at it, deep ploughing, early ploughing, this is a certainty.

Lao Chen found that although the spring under the snowy mountain came late, the land thawed early, and the first stubble was shallow ploughing, first the grass roots and pests were dug out and frozen to death, and the second stubble was deeply cultivated......

The front stubble of the field in front of you is the stubble of the grass, tsk a big from a big from a big grow more than a person tall, was picked up by the old man on a fire, you don't see it, the grass and trees are thick and covered with more than half an inch high...... If there is no good harvest in such a field, you can use the old man's head as a ball to kick, and the old minister promises not to shout and give in......

After leveling the land, the old man immediately used the method of shallow and then deep, with a horse-drawn hoe to eliminate stubble, half a month later with a set of tillage, about one foot two deep, after plowing the rake phase leveling, before sowing with a horse-drawn hoe again, up to six inches deep.

The old man still didn't give up, and set fire to the shrubs at the foot of the mountain, and four carts of grass and wood ash on one acre of land...... The kung fu has already arrived, if one acre of land can't beat two hundred catties...... Ah no, one hundred and fifty pounds, you can use the old man's head as a ball to kick, and the old minister promises not to shout and ......"

Although the old fellow chattered a little, he could see that he was a really good farmer, worthy of Tie Xinyuan's thirty silver coins a month.

The barley in the field is already half a foot tall, the plants are stout, and the leaves are dark green.

The bean field has already bloomed, and the small pale white flowers are blooming all over the ground, except that there is no fragrance, and the beauty makes Tie Xinyuan intoxicated.

There were originally more than 80,000 acres of reclaimed land in Daxueshan City, and with the newly reclaimed 600,000 mu of land this year, a mature grain base has slowly taken shape.

This year, only 300,000 mu were planted because of the season, and by next year, there should be more than 800,000 mu of grain planting area here.

What is the concept of 800,000 acres? Nearly 540 square kilometers!

The yield per mu is 150 catties, and the total output will reach an appalling 120 million catties.

Thinking of this, Tie Xinyuan couldn't help but feel sad, if he had so much food now, in this semi-agricultural and semi-nomadic Hami area, feeding one or two million people would not be an intractable problem.

It's a pity that, according to the best results, it will take the year after tomorrow to have such a population size.

In that case, a medium-sized state would have been established in the Western Regions.

The country of Hami expanded too fast, too quickly, and blindly expanded without much accumulation, and now, it is about to suffer retribution.

A group of old farmers around Tie Xinyuan saw that the king was a little sad, and they knew a little bit why the king was sad.

The homeless people in Hami City are no longer a problem of Tie Xinyuan alone, but have long become a problem for everyone in Qingxiang Country.

An old farmer comforted Tie Xinyuan and said: "Don't worry, the king, we will always have a way, now, there are too many displaced people from Hami City, let's even out the rations, and we can get through this difficult time."

We have a good land, a good king, and it will be fine slowly. ”

Tie Xinyuan thanked the old farmer and said: "The old man has thanked the king for his kindness, but there are still as many as 1.5 million displaced people in Hami City, and it is difficult to solve it in a hurry." ”

Another old farmer frowned and said: "This homeless person, we have all been in it, if it wasn't for the king to send the old man's family to Hami, we would have starved to death a long time ago, where would there be such a good life."

Just because we have been homeless, ah, what the homeless people think in their hearts, how they live their lives, who knows who is us old homeless.

O king, you have taken the homeless people as a number, but in fact they are all human beings, and if they are human beings, they have hands and feet, and they will find something to eat.

If you have three or five catties of grain a month, plus wild vegetables and wild fruits, dig some mouse holes by yourself, and you won't starve to death! “

Tie Xinyuan looked at these kind old farmers in front of him and shook his head with a wry smile and said: "Even if it is five catties of grain a month, it will be more than seven million catties in a month, and it will take ten thousand catties of grain in a year to be enough."

We still don't have enough food! It's not enough anyway. ”

Liu Ben suddenly saluted Tie Xinyuan and said: "The king is benevolent, and he still treats the homeless people as human beings, in fact, there is no need for the king to do this, if he carries everything on himself, even if the king is a god, he can't take care of such people in my Hami Qingxiang Kingdom."

People are born to eat, and they are naturally born to find food for themselves.

As for those strong men, to say something that the king doesn't like to hear, they have hands and feet, and even God can't starve to death, and if they starve to death, they all deserve it. ”

Listening to Liu Ben's words, Tie Xinyuan turned his head to look at Tie Er, he believed that these words should not come from the mouths of these old farmers, even if they could come out, they would definitely not say it at this time.

Because it is a very serious challenge for them to make such a proposal.

Tie Er raised his eyebrows proudly and told Tie Xinyuan that he was such a powerful person.

Tie Xinyuan couldn't help laughing, pointed at Tie Er and said, "Since you already have a way, why didn't you say it earlier, it will cause me to be unable to sleep at night along the way, and I don't know the taste of food, and my mouth is foaming." ”

Tetsuji put his cloak on Tie Xinyuan, said goodbye to the old homeless people who liked to come up with ideas, and walked along the long ridge of the field to the depths of the field.

The long veins of the barley scraped on the legs of the two of them, making a rustling sound, and Tie Xinyuan's mood had become much better.

The method that the old homeless man said, although not necessarily the best, is a relatively feasible method.

The only thing that needs to be tested by this method is Tie Xinyuan's own confidence and courage.

If this method is used to tide over the difficulties, the most fatal thing is that all Hami people need to work together to achieve it.

This requires many people to give up their comfortable lives and abundant material supplies, share the same fate with the entire Hami country, and wait for the bumper harvest in the coming year with a hungry stomach!

"Tie Er, do you really think that our scattered country can withstand such turmoil?"

Tie Xinyuan stopped and looked back at Tie Erdao behind him.

Tie Er quickly wrote in his notebook: "If we can get through the past, we are a country of iron, if we can't get through, we will continue to be horse thieves together, and then find a chance to build a country."

How? Don't you have the courage to be a horse thief now? (To be continued.) )