chsdbacks Chapter 120 White Calamity
Chapter 120 White Calamity
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[...I didn't expect you to be such a general Zhong, this, this is not Mensao, it is Mingsao! ]
[... Zhong Jiajun, mighty! ! ! ]
[Hahaha, Xiao Lizi probably doesn't know that the sound transmission and live broadcast are interoperable, right? !The live broadcast is not closed, we have heard the love story, Ke anchor, you are good or bad! ]
[Sure enough, the descriptions of the characters in historical biographies can only be believed tentatively. The "reticent mouth", "gloomy face", "brave and bloodthirsty" are all deceptive! ]
[The anchor has already said that this is the parallel world of the second brush, so don't get entangled in history for the one upstairs. ]
[Ahem, this voice transmission is obviously a military item. I didn't expect Xiao Lizi to develop the function of sending messages from thousands of miles, let alone General Zhong... Tsk tsk tsk!It is true that people cannot be judged by their appearance, and sea water cannot be measured! 】
Master Li suddenly heard such flirtatious love words from his family, his legs softened, and a certain place stiffened slightly. When the passion was burning, he suddenly saw this barrage of ellipsis all over the screen, and heard it again. Zhong Daxian sighed, how could he not know what happened.
He stared intently with a blank face, and decisively turned off the live broadcast amidst the wailing of the masters.
The more I get to know this group of people, the more I understand the meaning of the word "etiquette" in their words and deeds, which is very different from Dayan's. On the contrary, the more secretive and joyful things are, the more exciting it is to watch, even he, the old dude, is willing to bow down.
Fortunately, this live broadcast can be turned off as you like, otherwise this day would really be impossible!
Fortunately, after a long time of experience, Mr. Li's face has long been comparable to others, and a bunch of bastards listened to this kind of lover's flirtatious talk, and his face was only slightly warmed up.
Well, calculate the time in the future, when Ah Heng sent the news, the live broadcast was closed early!Such shameless and rude words... I feel the same way!
In fact, Mr. Li really wanted to take a trip to Gehele with his own tamping goods, but Diqiu was at the critical time of trying to grow winter wheat, so he couldn't do without him. There was also a green storage kiln that needed to be unloaded, and various workshops of various kinds Intractable diseases need guidance from Mr. Li, and even Mr. Liu, a woman in the hospital with dystocia, has to be dragged to Mr. Li for guidance.
There was no tradition of planting winter wheat in the Diqiu area. It has always been planted in spring and harvested in autumn. Seeing God’s rewards for planting the land and eating food, the years are better and you can eat half full, but the years are worse. If there is a famine, they have to abandon their homes and flee the famine.
Ever since Lord Li brought the people to Diqiu, planted "precious grain" in spring and harvested full warehouses in autumn, the people have been surprised and delighted, but now Li Shenxian is actually tinkering with winter wheat that is suitable for the local climate. Dazed with joy?Who doesn't know that winter wheat yields more and tastes better than spring wheat?
However, such statements are just the rhetoric of the landlords. In the past, how could the poor people eat steamed buns made of refined wheat flour?It is a wealthy family who can eat corn and couscous.
It was after Mr. Li arrived in Diqiu that he used this water to grind wheat and leaven dough to make pasta. Only then did everyone know what the meal made of polished rice and white flour is like.
The secondary differentiation of wheat varieties has bred varieties that are more cold-resistant and have a higher yield. As for the taste, I still don’t care much about it, but generally speaking, winter wheat that has been pressed by winter snow and frost is definitely more delicate and palatable than spring wheat.
Mr. Li only needs to do the initial ionization and differentiation, and select suitable seedlings. The rest of the work will be led by Ruhua, who is quite familiar with and proficient in wheat planting. The little girls will complete it together, step by step, like a workshop assembly line Operation.
This time, the number of seeds diverted is almost twice as large, which is double the area of the wheat field during the spring planting. Therefore, the farmers and workers who have just finished the autumn harvest are busy opening new fields, applying base fertilizer, and spraying. To kill insects with medicine, Diqiu went up and down, and there was almost no one who was free for a while.
Master Li is not only busy with the trial planting of winter wheat, but also busy with the relocation of the water mill.
Although hydraulic machinery has improved a lot compared to human and animal power, there is one key point that is very troublesome. If you want to use the power of water, you must choose a suitable location on the shore. Only when it is moderate can the machine be driven at a relatively uniform speed.
As a result, suitable locations on a river are quite limited. In order to seize good water conservancy points, rich and wealthy households will even block water and build weirs to artificially create a suitable waterway, completely ignoring the water and irrigation of downstream people. .
Lord Li monopolizes Diqiu, this section of the waterway belongs to Diqiu, so naturally he can't deceive himself by doing such a thing as having a son without an asshole to block the water.
But now that everything is being built in Diqiu, and every workshop has tasted the benefits of water conservancy machinery, which manager doesn't complain about the importance of his own workshop in front of Mr. Li?
There are only a few suitable water sections. Mr. Li asked all the workshop stewards to sit down, and Mr. Lin Quan took the lead to set up a few important procedures to be done by water conservancy. The rest can only be overcome by human and animal power. top.
Even so, there is no room for those water mills by the Taoshui River.
Food is the most important thing for the people, and they are used to eating finely ground corn and white flour, and then let the people eat the rough barley, who can eat it?
Master Li racked his brains, spent a long time consulting and researching with Zhong Daxian, and finally found a more suitable power source - wind power.
As for Zhong Daxian's steam engine, internal combustion engine, etc., there is no need to push it hard, and the ignition is automatic. Although it is extremely miraculous, the technical requirements for industrialization are far out of reach, and Mr. Li refused with drooling.
On the contrary, various windmills with different shapes are much simpler to manufacture, and they are suitable for the landform and climate of the Northwest.
The windmills in the Middle Ages of China are vertical shafts. A dozen or so wind blades stand upright and rotate around the middle shaft. The area is a bit large. The advantage is that it does not need to be aligned with the wind direction. The cloth surface on the wind blade can be adjusted like a sail to adjust the speed, which is very suitable for large mechanical power.
There is also a windmill with a horizontal axis, which is much smaller. It is said to be the traditional power of the small country of Xiyi. The four wind blades spread out in the wind and rotate vertically. It is more suitable for small workshops such as grinding rice noodles and pounding pulp.
Since each has its own advantages, Mr. Li decided to use both. He built a large one with a vertical axis to support the carpentry workshop, and built six or seven four-leaf windmills with a horizontal axis along the wind line, which is enough for the common people. It needs to be matched with the workshop.
Only in this way can a series of water conservancy machinery be arranged properly.
In the past half a month or so, Mr. Li has left a lot of complicated clerical affairs to uncle to help him. Apart from these water conservancy workshops, he just went to the fields, and he got tanned all his life.Being so busy naturally has its benefits. The soft, oily flesh on the stomach naturally disappeared, revealing some faint muscle lines.
Master Li patted his flat and smooth belly, earnestly looking forward to someone returning early, so that he could experience his own fighting power to a higher level.
Mr. Li, who has always acted without scruple and free will, lamented in a rare way: Is it really true that if you have your own belongings, you will have your own concerns?
"Cousin, if the winter wheat is planted at this time, won't it freeze to death in the winter?" Zheng Ji asked curiously as he watched the girls transplanting seedlings in the field.
"No, this wheat seed is carefully selected by me. If there is heavy snow in winter, it can protect the seedlings, freeze the pests in the soil, and ensure a bumper harvest in the coming year."
Zheng Ji nodded with a vague understanding, and looked at the children active in the field in a blink of an eye.
His young girl, Lingjun, is only four years old, and she is excited to follow her sisters and aunts to work in the fields, helping dig holes and deliver rice seedlings, doing very hard and earnestly.
Her mother, Zheng Yangshi, stood on the ridge of the field, frowning tightly, calling her daughter to be careful from time to time, stretching her feet to go to the field to pull, but she never dared, so she could only look at her husband resentfully from time to time.
"My cousin is laughing at me." Madam's attitude made Zheng Ji blush a little, and said in a low voice.
The three members of his family were kicked by his father to the remote place of Diqiu, and he was not without resentment in his heart. Fortunately, the younger brother Zheng Ren, who was valued by his father, was also driven to his cousin. In the face of disaster, it is still necessary to resent that the two are treated the same.
Naturally, many of the servants of the Zheng family also came with them, but Mr. Li's manpower is famine here, how can we see that a group of mothers and servants circle around a few masters?
If you come to Diqiu, you have to obey his master Li's rules!
So all the servants were assigned to various places according to their specialties, the two young masters only left one servant each, and Zheng Ji left an extra servant to take care of the little girl Zheng Lingjun, and there were no other free servants.
Mr. Li is the nephew of the Zheng family, and the uncle and the second master have given strict orders to obey Mr. Li's orders in Diqiu. No matter how disobedient the two of the Zheng family and the servants are, they must be obedient.
Fortunately, Zheng Ji's temperament is inherently soft, so if there are few people to serve, then there are few people, and he has learned to do it himself. It is rare that he has a literati fantasy about farming and mulberry, so he followed his cousin to the field. Learn to manage——Before I came, my father had told me that I had to learn a few things before I was allowed to go home.
Zheng Ren was younger, but his temper was stronger. He was not interested in crops, but he learned engineering from Lin Quan. The recent windmill project kept this kid very busy, so he gritted his teeth and followed suit.
"My lord, the moisture content this winter will not be bad." Liao Laoliu picked up a handful of black soil, inspected it carefully in front of his eyes, smelled it with satisfaction, and said: "The base fertilizer is not far from it, but I am afraid of the weather... "
He looked up at the sky, worried.
"Why?" Li Xian then looked up at the sky, the blue sky and white clouds, it was still terribly hot in late autumn, and he didn't see why.
"The cold dew is over, and it's still so hot, cloudy and cloudy, it's really not a good sign."
Liao Laoliu frowned, pulled out his old smoking gun, lit it a few times, and whispered cautiously: "In a few days, if it suddenly gets cold, I'm afraid there will be snow."
He changed his career as a horse bandit. He was a real farmer in his old business, and now he is in charge of the fertilizer business, and he has studied the crops such as the weather and moisture with his heart.This kind of strange weather happened once more than ten years ago. In that winter, heavy snow caused disasters, half of Pinglu was deserted, and many people died of starvation.
She huddled aside and learned to look at the moisture in the rye, trying to distinguish Liao Laoliu's words. Hearing his words, his face suddenly turned pale, and he murmured: "...white disaster!"
When he was Hu Heizi, he had seen the horror of the white disaster. The grassland was covered with snow, and the cattle and sheep froze to death in groups, unable to eat the grass under the snow.
What's even more frightening is that whenever a white disaster occurs and the barbarians suffer, they will invade south like crazy, sweeping everything like locusts, leaving a place of death and destruction.
"How sure are you of your words?!" Li Xian stood up abruptly, panicked suddenly for no reason.
"Well, how can we say whether this is certain? I can only say that there may be, and maybe it will be safe and sound, and it will be the same as usual!" Liao Laoliu scratched his head with a cigarette stick and said awkwardly.Such things, it is really uncertain, in the end it depends on the face of God!
"Zhong Ke, check for me, is there a possibility of a snow disaster?" Li Xian asked quietly, frowning.
[There is too little information and data to judge. According to historical records, there were indeed records of white disasters in the Northern Desert in the second year of Yuanhe. There were only a few very simple sentences: "Blizzards continued for days, cattle and sheep exposed to the wild", small tribes were destroyed, border quarrels continued, etc. , and there is no record of large-scale barbarian invasion, let alone the record of the northwest area.If only relying on the current visual climate conditions and temperature and humidity, the optical brain estimates that the probability of snow disasters in the Pinglu area this winter is 62.15%. 】
There was a sudden explosion in Li Xian's head, which made everyone tremble.
Ah Heng!