Lingquan Space: Fortunate Wife of a Farmer’s Family

Chapter 320: How come I lost a few pounds?

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"I have watered the rice in my hands with spiritual spring water. These grains can be sold as grain seeds." She has been doing experiments in the past few months. Although the seeds produced by plants watered with spiritual spring water and the seeds soaked in spiritual spring water are both good, there is still some difference.

"What's the output?" Su Yu asked after thinking for a while.

"The yield is twice that of seeds soaked in spiritual spring water."

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Su Yu's eyes lit up. If that was the case, Xiaohe's rice could be sold to the court as seeds this year. After it was distributed, everyone's yield would increase, which would be a good thing for them.

"We will tell the emperor about this matter after we return to the capital. This way, the people's lives will be much better next year." Su Yu said happily.

"I still have too few fields. Even if one acre of land can produce one thousand kilograms, I only have two hundred acres of rice, which can only produce two hundred thousand kilograms, which is not enough to spread it throughout the Xuan Kingdom." Wang Jinhe frowned and once again disliked the fact that he had too few fields.

"I have asked people to look for large tracts of paddy fields in the surrounding areas, and there will be news soon." Since he came back, he has been hearing Wang Jinhe say that there are too few fields and not enough.

He ordered people to look for paddy fields. Now that he knew that the grain grown by Wang Jinhe could be sold directly as seeds, he would naturally need more paddy fields.

"Really?" Wang Jinhe was pleasantly surprised, then he frowned slightly as he thought of something. All the surrounding fields have been sold. Will this really work

"The fields around here are all owned by someone else. Can I really buy one?" It would be troublesome if I bought one too far away.

"Don't worry, we'll always find the right one." Su Yu said soothingly.

Wang Jinhe felt relieved when he saw Su Yu was so sure.

"Okay, I hope I can find it soon."

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Ten days later, Wang Jinhe took the farmhands to the rice fields, where there were twenty threshers nearby.

She picked a grain, bit it open and looked at it, then nodded with satisfaction: "It's time to harvest it."

"Fortunately we caught up." The prefect said breathlessly.

The county magistrate nearby was also extremely tired.

Wang Jinhe couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the two of them: "My Lord, why are you in such a hurry? Everything is here, it's okay for you to be late."

"Of course we have to see it with our own eyes." The prefect walked over and said.

Looking at the golden rice, he couldn't help but feel happy.

This is food, and there is so much of it.

"My Lord, let's start collecting now."

"good."

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Wang Jinhe looked at the people around him and ordered, "Harvest one acre of land first."

"It's the boss."

The grain from one acre of land was quickly harvested. Wang Jinhe took the prefect and others to the farm, cleaned up the rice leaves, and asked someone to find a scale to start weighing.

The prefect was a little nervous during this process.

After all the millet from an acre of land was weighed, the prefect asked nervously, "How many pounds are there?"

"One thousand two hundred kilograms. If it is dried, it should be around one thousand kilograms." The farmhand revealed a result.

The prefect's eyes widened: "You...what did you say? How many pounds?"

"Two thousand and one." The farmhand repeated.

The prefect's eyes turned red when he heard this number: "Such a high yield, one thousand catties, there are actually one thousand catties."

The prefect was so happy that he was almost incoherent.

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"Blessed are the people of Xuan Kingdom."

The county magistrate was also very excited: "That's great. This way the people can have more food every year and save more food."

Wang Jinhe was not satisfied looking at the two people's excitement, and there was still possibility of improvement.

"This matter must be reported to the emperor as soon as possible." The prefect turned around and was about to write a memorial but was stopped by Wang Jinhe.

"My Lord, please wait until all the rice is harvested, dried and weighed before reporting."

The prefect nodded happily and said, "Let's get people to collect the grain quickly."

After the farmhands heard the news, they worked even harder. It only took eight days for twenty threshers to thresh two hundred acres of rice.

After the grain was harvested, Wang Jinhe had it weighed, and found that there were a total of 230,000 kilograms.

This number made the prefect very happy.

With good weather, everything dried after three days of drying.

After drying, the prefect and the county magistrate watched the farmhands weigh the fruits.

It took a day and a half to weigh all the rice. After drying, we wanted to harvest a total of 199,000 kilograms, but the yield per mu was 995 kilograms, which was less than 1,000 kilograms.

The prefect was upset when he heard this number: "How come it's five pounds short? At least make it an integer."

The county magistrate nodded continuously: "Yes, how come it is 995 kilograms?"

Wang Jinhe looked at the two people who were not feeling well with a smile and said, "You should be content with the fact that your weight has doubled from 400 to 500 kilograms. Don't worry, you will definitely be able to exceed 1,000 kilograms next year."

It's also time to study hybrid rice.

The prefect sighed heavily: "If the difference was a few dozen kilograms, or a hundred kilograms, we would definitely have nothing to say, but it's only five kilograms."

It’s just five kilograms. Why can’t these fields produce five more kilograms

Wang Jinhe was almost laughed to death by the prefect.

"Mr. Prefect, do you want to go and see the output of our village? They use the same method as me, but I also use a special method. They should have around 700." Wang Jinhe asked.

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"That's definitely necessary." The prefect nodded and prepared to go back with Wang Jinhe.

Wang Jinhe looked at Manager Liang and said, "You must collect these grains well. They will be the grain for Xuan Nation next year."

When Manager Liang heard that it was grain seeds, he nodded immediately: "Boss, don't worry, we will take good care of it."

The prefect was surprised to hear Wang Jinhe's words and asked, "Madam, do you mean that if you use these grains to grow crops, you can also get such a high yield?"

"Yes, even if there isn't that much, it won't be less than 900 kilograms after drying." Wang Jinhe nodded.

The prefect was finally happy when he heard this: "That's good, these grains must be stored well, and the emperor must be informed of this news."

Now the prefect can't wait to know how much Wang Jinhe's village has produced.

Wang Jinhe took his men back to Xiejia Village.

When Xie Kui learned that the prefect and the county magistrate were coming, he hurried to Wang Jinhe's house.

Knowing that the prefect wanted to see the rice yield in the village, he immediately decided to start harvesting the rice tomorrow.

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For convenience, the prefect and the county magistrate lived in Wang Jinhe's house.

With a thresher, Xie Kui's ten acres of land could be harvested in one day.

There are 800 kilograms of rice per acre, and the yield makes the prefect very satisfied.

However, the weight of the fruit after drying made the prefect very angry.

Because after Xie Kui's grain was dried, the yield per mu was 695 kilograms, which was still 5 kilograms short.

"No, can't these lands be used for more? Why can't they grow anything with just five more kilograms?" Because the yield per mu of Wang Jinhe's family cannot exceed one thousand with just five kilograms, the yield per mu of the common people's family cannot exceed seven hundred with just five kilograms.

Wang Jinhe laughed uncontrollably, and even Su Yu was amused by the prefect's words.