Zhenfubao waved his hand and the warehouse was full of grain, and the whole family regretted it

Chapter 357 Plum Manor

Zhao Qiaoniang nodded thoughtfully.

"Dad is right. When we asked the clerks to help us, they were reluctant at first.

But after I gave them the gold bars, their attitude changed immediately and their efficiency improved.”

Master Bai looked at everyone with a firm gaze:

"So, next time you deal with the government, don't be foolish.

Only when the interests are clearly defined and everyone gets what they need can things go smoothly."

Everyone nodded and kept these words in mind.

Ever since Zhao Qiaoniang recognized Madam Bai and Master Bai, they treated her as their own child and kept giving her guidance.

Soon they had three more villages, and Master Bai also arranged the people in the three villages, with more than 1000 people in each village.

All the farms needed to be renovated. Master Bai sighed softly and said to Madam Bai, "Madam, from now on, all the affairs of the farms will depend on you."

Mrs. Bai looked gentle and nodded slightly. She glanced at Zhao Qiaoniang and Lin Wanwan beside her and said:

"It just so happens that I'm taking Qiao Niang and Wan Wan to learn about farm duties. Don't underestimate these farm duties.

Even the young ladies from the wealthy families in Bianjing had to study hard.

This is not only related to the family's livelihood, but also an essential skill for managing the household."

After Mrs. Bai finished speaking, she looked at Lin Wanwan and said, "Wanwan, you must learn the farm duties."

When Lin Wanwan heard this, her originally bright eyes were instantly covered with a layer of grievance. She looked at Mrs. Bai pitifully, with the corners of her mouth slightly turned down.

On the way to Zhuangzi, Lin Wanwan kept muttering to herself that life was really not easy for women in ancient times.

I originally thought that traveling to ancient times was just about living freely in a different place, but now I realize that reality is completely different from my imagination.

The daughters of wealthy families not only had to be proficient in embroidery, but also had to be well-read and have good handwriting. Their words and deeds had to follow strict rules, with every move being in order.

And these domestic affairs and farm affairs are of utmost importance, and any mistake may affect the rise and fall of the family.

These rules and regulations are like invisible shackles that bind people tightly.

You must learn, learn well, and manage scientifically.

Mrs. Bai led a group of people into Meizhuang. Looking around, although the manor seemed deserted, it was well managed.

In the fields, due to the winter climate, only a few cold-resistant vegetables were planted sparsely, trembling slightly in the cold wind.

The fruit trees in the orchard are bare and the grain in the warehouse has been emptied.

After looking around, Mrs. Bai made a prompt decision and began to arrange matters.

Her clear voice echoed in the village:

"There are not enough houses in this farm, we have to build houses first.

Hurry up, boys, get the wood ready, and start working today!"

Then she turned around and looked at the head of the village and asked, "What are your family's plans?"

Zhuangtou smiled innocently, with a simple look on his face. He scratched his head and said to Madam Bai:

"Madam, if you are willing to take us in, we are willing to sell ourselves to you.

We are very familiar with Meizhuang. We have lived here since we were young. I can take you around and familiarize you with it.

All the grain in the warehouse was taken away by the original owner.

Our Meizhuang mainly makes a living by selling fruits. We have a large orchard where we grow grapes, pears, and a few jujube trees.

Further over there are 800 mu of fertile farmland, but now in winter, only winter wheat and cold-resistant vegetables are planted there.”

Madam Bai nodded slightly, looked at the head of the village gently, and asked, "So what kind of crops do you mainly grow here?"

When the village head heard this, he straightened his back and answered seriously:

“In reply to Madam, rice and wheat are generally the main crops.

Rice is planted in the summer, and wheat is planted in the winter. This rotation allows the land to rest."

Mrs. Bai nodded and then asked, "How is the quality of the crops?"

Zhuangtou smiled naively and said honestly:

"Madam, the land on our farm is fertile, and the quality of the crops we grow is impeccable.

The rice cooked from the rice is plump and fragrant.

The flour ground from wheat is very chewy and the noodles made from it taste very good.”

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Mrs. Bai's eyes, and she continued to ask, "Is the output high?"

When Zhuangtou heard this, the smile on his face faded a little, and he shook his head slightly:

"Madam, to be honest, during a good rice year here, we can harvest two to three hundred kilograms per mu of land, but if we encounter a bad year, the yield will be greatly reduced.

Wheat yields are slightly lower, but in a normal year, one mu of wheat can yield about 100 kilograms."

When Lin Wanwan heard the head of the village say that in a normal year, one acre of wheat could yield about 100 kilograms, her eyes widened in disbelief, and she almost thought she had heard it wrong.

Her thoughts instantly drifted back to her previous life. In her impression, the improved high-quality wheat varieties were combined with scientific planting methods and advanced agricultural technology.

One acre of land can easily produce more than 1,000 kilograms. Even in some high-yield demonstration fields, it is not difficult to exceed 1,500 kilograms per acre.

It's only over 100 pounds, isn't the difference too big?

No wonder the ancients often didn't have enough to eat. She sighed. Madam Bai looked at her and said, "Wanwan, what's wrong?"

Milk tea next to him gurgled twice and said, "Isn't this production too low? Wanwan has a way to increase the production to 1,000 kilograms... 1,000 kilograms..."

At this moment, Lin Wanwan really wanted to cover Nai Cha's mouth. How could she do that?

Madam Bai looked at Lin Wanwan and let the brick go. Then she looked at Wanwan and said, "Wanwan, do you really have a way to directly increase production?"

Mrs. Bai was quite calm. Lin Wanwan must be extraordinary and had been smart since she was young.

When something is abnormal, there must be something wrong. Most people would be scared to death if they met someone like Lin Wanwan, but Mrs. Bai would not be like that.

Lin Panpan turned her head and glared at Nai Cha. Nai Cha flapped its wings and hid pitifully in the corner. It cackled a few more times and said defensively, "I don't know either. I can't tell you!"

Lin Wanwan wanted to see their sowing process. She looked at Nai Cha, who chuckled twice and said, "Wanwan wants to see how they plant the land."

Mrs. Bai called the village head back again. The village head scratched his head and looked honest:

"Madam, there's nothing particular about our seed selection. During the autumn harvest, we just need to pick out the plump and large ones from the grain and keep them.

After selecting, find a dry place and store it in a cloth bag or clay jar.

When sowing wheat, the seeds are put into bags and scattered as people walk in the fields.

When planting rice, you first sow the seeds in the nursery field and hope for a successful emergence. Once the seedlings are well grown, you plant them in the paddy field based on your instincts..."