"》     Chapter 267 Grass cotton seeds

"Official, are you going out again tomorrow?" Cui Xian said lying in Zheng Lang's arms.

"Um."

“It’s still early.”

"Let's be busy for another year." Zheng Lang said.

There are still dikes, some of which are dikes that he doesn't want to enclose. Several medium-sized dikes simply circle them, taking advantage of the court's failure to ask for taxes, the state finances will not be under pressure.

The cost is a bit high, and the area is only slightly larger than that of Jingminwei, but the dike is twice the length of Jingminwei.

Not the place for headaches.

There were about the few dikes that were still surrounded by, and the major families also guessed it. They used their shares to trade, forcing them to give up the arable land, reducing the amount of arable land they owned. After forcing them, some dike owners were very smart and guessed that they would give up the dike, and together with the dikes, if the Taiping Army and Xuanzhou were scrambling the dikes in large numbers, the water level would be higher.

The small embankment you don’t want has basically lost its value. There are also some embankments that are facing the mouth of the river, so don’t expect them.

Give them all out on their own initiative.

What you have said must not be ignored. Some small embankments simply discarded. Some small embankments want to stay must be expanded and kept at least thirty hectares. If you reach less than 20 hectares, even if you divide each household into thirty acres, even if you make a long-term investment for the court, only a few dozen families will not be able to do the task of protecting the embankments.

More than a dozen small dikes will be taken, and the others will be discarded directly. You can also circle them in some areas and circle them to more than a dozen small dikes of fifty or sixty hectares. No need, it will not be worth the loss.

These small dikes have the highest cost. It is possible that the small dikes with thirty or forty hectares may be left with a length of hills and hills, and the dikes and fields are less than one tenth of that of Jingmin dikes.

It also makes the total length of the dike close to 300 miles, which is less than last year's project and is larger than the first year's project.

There is only one advantage that all the fifth-class households who were originally engaged in farming will disappear. It refers to the indigenous people, and there are new fifth-class households, and they make concessions themselves. However, the first third-class households still have more than 3,000 acres of cultivated land in their hands. I don’t know where they got more than 4,000 tenant farmers. There are also some proletarians in the city.

However, after the reform, the wealthy families occupied only one-fifth of the arable land, and the rest fell into the hands of the people. At least nine-tenths of the land production capacity provided the court with timely taxes. If it was a bumper year, the grain tax alone might be levied to more than 600,000 hu.

Other tax and two supervisors may be able to meet the annual tribute provided to the Khitan with the power of one state, and also bring a good start.

He said again: "It will be fine next year."

The difficult thing is this year, not only are there these fragmented small dikes, but also sugarcane.

Cui Xian turned over, put her soft breasts on his chest, and said, "It will be better next year, but I'm afraid that the peach pickers will come."

“Not so fast.”

"It's hard to say. But you have a few students who are well received..." Lu Fan has children studying with Zheng Lang. Even if they are impeached, they will more or less care about their face. Cui Xian even suspected that Fan Zhongyan agreed to his wife's behavior and wanted to take care of her husband.

"Um."

"You say children are so smart now?"

"You and I are not much older than them."

"I am the teacher's wife, who dares not admit it?"

"Oh," Zheng Lang was a little lost. A few students were good, which also gave him a headache. Teaching well was good for himself and the country was good. If he didn't teach well, look at what these people did in history, including those who were soy sauce and mixed things, some were solo, some were honest, some were stubborn, and some were stubborn and scheming.

"Official, why don't you want children?"

"No."

"Don't you know if you are a concubine?"

"What do you know?"

"You are interested in choosing the time for sex."

"no……"

"Don't lie, it's not your behavior."

"Can I not answer?"

"You have to answer, otherwise I will complain to several concubines."

"You dare to threaten me," he slapped Cui Xian's eyes as charming as silk, slapped her white and pink ass a few times.

Cui Xian has been wondering why there is no movement in a single person for more than a year since she completed her family. Is it true that the Zheng family is the fate of passing on each generation? After talking to several empresses for a while, the empresses didn’t understand much. When teaching weaving skills, she asked in a low voice with several women and finally found out the truth.

So he indulged Zheng Lang to make trouble. After a few nights of darkness, he took the opportunity to use some small tricks, and then he seemed to have it. Sometimes he wanted to vomit, but it was still early, and the doctor dared not confirm it.

The reason needs to be asked clearly, and he desperately penetrated Zheng Lang's arms, and asked, "Why?"

"I haven't reached the championship yet. I want to delay it for a year or two so that I can have children and a father."

"So that's the case," Choi Xian rolled her big eyes and said, "What if it's not right?"

"If it's not correct, stay." Zheng Lang said lightly. Could it be that he still deliberately had artificial abortion?

Cui Xian felt relieved and said, "I wonder if our children will be as smart as your students?"

"Difficult," Zheng Lang replied honestly. He is not smart, he has a cheating system and has the knowledge of later generations. It may not be very good to consider from the perspective of genetic genes. Except for Yan Rong, these students, there is no normal human being.

Needless to say, Fan Chunyou is not simple either. He is a funeral at the Fu Bi family in the capital. The Fu family is very rich and holds funerals very luxuriously. Some people are talking about whether the funeral instruments are real or fake. Fan Chunyou said it was fake silver, which made Fu Bi very surprised and asked him the reason. He only asked one question: "Do you want someone to steal your tomb?"

Fu Bi didn't say anything for a long time.

He could be able to write and poetry at the age of ten. If he had no such information, Li would not have entrusted his son to Zheng Lang.

The only bad thing is the Fan family style.

This frugal family style is incompatible with the Zheng family. Zheng Lang is very petty and does not eat, drink and wear, but is very particular.

However, the Fan family has always been frugal. He has given two little maids to the two teenagers. When he sees every meal of fish in his family, he just sighs and picks up vegetables and tofu in the middle to eat. Cui Xian asked strangely, and Fan Chunyou replied: "If I let go of my appetite and eat meat every day, I will definitely not be able to eat vegetables in a year. If my father sees it, he will definitely scold us."

Wang Anshi didn't care. He gave him fish, meat, and vegetables, as long as he was full. The other three sons, Lu Gongzhu, Sima Guang and Yan Rong, had a good family background, and were shocked when they heard it.

But Zheng Lang believes.

There is a record in history that when Fan Chunren was an official in the court, he stayed with the secretary and supervisor Chao Duan for dinner. After that, Chao Duan told others that Prime Minister Fan’s family tradition was going to be corrupt. He asked the reason and replied that their family meals were just pickled vegetables and tofu. This time, he kept me for dinner, and actually put two small clusters of meat on the pickled vegetables and tofu. Isn’t the family tradition going to be corrupt?

The most luxurious thing Fan Zhongyan did in his life was to take on Mrs. Ru, who was both talented and talented in Raozhou.

After losing his mind for a while, he said, "Or follow me to Wuhu tomorrow."

"OK."

When they fell asleep, the next day, the couple came to Wuhu City and came to the Zhou Cang. But this Zhou Cang was not used to store food. No one paid attention to it at first, but later they knew its purpose after the things came out.

Some grass cotton seeds were piled up, that is, cotton.

It was introduced from Lingnan.

I promised some conditions to allow the people to plant more than 200 acres themselves, but the method is definitely the most advanced planting method in later generations. I moved a single plant, cut off the male branches, and had sparse and dense, irrigation and fertilization properly. These are the only things that can be done.

Autumn is coming and harvest begins. Zheng Lang has been passing by since he grew up. He is the only one who pays attention to it, and no one else cares about it.

The situation is not very ideal. In fact, there are two ways. One is to introduce from the Western Regions to Guanzhong, which is relatively close in climate. The other is to introduce from Lingnan to Fujian, Hunan and Jiangxi. The climate is not very different. Either the soil is different, but with appropriate planting methods, there will be a good harvest.

But no matter how bad it is, the yield will be higher than the backward cultivation method in Lingnan.

The variety is not good and has no adaptation. Although the planting method is advanced, it is higher than that of Lingnan, which makes Zheng Lang very dissatisfied. However, he is gentle and is planning to cultivate excellent rice and wheat seeds in ten or twenty years, and cotton.

The harvest came one after another, but the officials were all stunned. They knew that it could also be made of fabrics, and some cotton fabrics appeared in Wuhu City. But the first time I saw them, what should I do if these cotton seeds are? Peel them one by one?

Then there are cotton fibers, unlike karikra and silk, which are very long. How can this short fiber make it become a cloth?

don't know.

Zheng Lang invited craftsmen, who deliberately invited them at high prices from the north. The best loom craftsmen were not in the south, but also in the area of ​​Shandong, Hebei.

After the craftsman arrived, Zheng Lang drew some drawings. First, it was a cotton ginner. The cotton ginners were painted according to Huang Daopo’s idea. It was slightly different and it might be more advanced. Anyway, it was backward manual machinery, even if it was advanced, it was not much advanced. It could only be said that it was better than peeling with hands.

Then there is a cotton-pinning bow, which does not exist in the Central Plains or Jiangnan, and there are probably Lingnan, and most of them are short bows, so they simply change them to long bows.

The most difficult thing is the multi-spinning machine, which is also a three-spinning spinning wheel. It has greater strength when using the feet, and can save effort by holding cotton and pulling yarn.

It is basically a craft invented by Huang Daopo, but the reason why Huang Daopo succeeded was that he stood on the shoulders of his predecessors. Since the Song Dynasty, pedal spinning wheels, reels, looms have appeared one after another, including high-end machines and flower machines. Flower machines also have multiple treads (pedals) and bundles (some of warp threads are held in a row). There are also multiple ingots, which are not very mature. Most are mainly single ingots, and a few have large water-to-large spinning wheels that can draw dozens of ingots.

It was precisely the foundation of his predecessors that Huang Daopa absorbed some advanced experiences from Hainanese people and invented more advanced craftsmanship.

Zheng Lang did almost the same thing.

I drew a few pictures and threw them wherever I could improve it.

It is not possible to make good machinery with pictures, but just a drawing, and it is difficult to restore the original.

I went in and took a look. The cotton gin was easy to make. One iron shaft and the other wooden shaft were used to squeeze the cotton seeds out from the two shafts by themselves, and the lint rolled down from the two shafts.

The textile and loom are still under test.

He ordered people to keep the cotton seeds. Those who have been in Taipingzhou for a year will be able to adapt if they stay for a few years.

Then he looked at the cotton and knew it was not very good, but he was not adapted to it. He was the worst Asian lint cotton, but the result was that he was very disappointed. He only collected a few dozen kilograms of seed cotton per acre, and the proportion of cotton seeds was still very large.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but turn my head and look at the East. There are some good things tens of thousands of miles away from the East, such as fine cotton, sweet potatoes, and corn.

Without seeing cotton, you won’t understand why Lingnan people need to blend with other fiber fabrics. The fibers are too short and not blended, making it difficult to spun exquisite fabrics.

But it doesn’t matter. Is it still lacking silk in Jiangnan?

The yamen runners called a few Weaver Girls, and another craftsman called a silk mask. He chose seven or eight kilograms of cotton. He asked the craftsman to wear a mask and use a bow and hammer to solid the cotton. The Weaver Girl spread silk thread and sewed silk and a warm quilt.

The Weaver Girl also made a cotton jacket, and some of them were stuffed into the cotton jacket with kapok. Because it was more difficult to get cotton from kapok, most of them were expensive pillows, and not many were made cotton jackets.

"So warm." Si'er said happily as she touched the quilt.
To be continued...