This time.
Li Shimin wanted to answer immediately.
Who asked him to be the Son of Heaven?
Who dared to disobey the Son of Heaven?
But when he thought of the five families and seven major clans, as well as that Guan Nong, the Shandong aristocrats, and the large clans with thousands of acres of land, as well as that pair of mysterious big hands behind everything, Li Shimin hesitated.
This matter was indeed a big deal, but it was also not a big deal. However, the key problem was that ….
What the hell was that?
"I say, Feng Zi, can you tell me what you're talking about?"
Zhang Feng did not intend to hide it and said without hesitation, "It's the selection of seeds."
"Yesterday, I put wheat seeds, which weighed about a hundred catties of seeds. Do you know how many good seeds I screened out?"
How would Li Shimin know? He spread out his hands and said, "Tell me! How would I know these things? "
Zhang Feng touched his nose and said, "Out of a hundred catties of seeds, I only screened out thirty catties of seeds that were full of seeds!"
This time, Li Shimin understood everything.
No wonder Zhang Feng used the flower seed as an example. It turned out that he was talking about this?
But out of a hundred catties of seeds, only thirty catties were left. Wasn't this a bit too much?
What about the remaining seventy catties?
How much food would be wasted?
Zhang Feng saw Li Shimin's face flickering with an uncertain expression and motioned for Li Shimin to follow. Then, the two of them silently went to the farm, which was now the agricultural product hatchery.
At the entrance of the hatchery, there were already five burly men guarding it. The chickens, ducks, and pigs in the garden had long disappeared without a trace. On the gate, there was a prominent wooden sign with vermillion words written on it: "Hatchery Restricted Area, Unauthorized Persons Are Not Allowed to Enter!"
In the garden, Old Gao sat on a stool and did not go anywhere. He sat in front of the field where Zhang Feng had farmed before. The dust in his hand that was used to drive away chickens and ducks had now become a sharp weapon to drive away birds. As long as a small bird dared to come, it would be difficult to escape from Old Gao's dust.
Zhang Feng also admired Old Gao's gaze.
He looked to be in his seventies or eighties, but his eyes were sharper than the average person's.
The area where Zhang Feng was yesterday had been surrounded by a brand-new bamboo fence. In order to make it easier to distinguish, Old Gao had even erected a signboard in this area.
Write a letter saying, 'The Headmaster is farming, idle people are not allowed to step in. Those who violate this order will be expelled from the mountain!'
What a guy.
Seeing this scene, Li Shimin was shocked.
"Feng Zi, what did you plant in the soil?"
The commotion here also alarmed Elder Gao and the guards. When they saw Zhang Feng arrive, they hurriedly wanted to kneel, but they couldn't do anything about Zhang Feng's rules. They could only give Zhang Feng a standard military salute. Compared to Elder Gao, it was different.
Naturally, he knew Li Shimin.
But when he suddenly saw the Emperor arrive, he instinctively wanted to kneel. But when he thought about it, his posture was very ugly.
Zhang Feng also looked at Old Gao curiously and said, "Old Gao, what kind of posture is this?"
What could Old Gao say?
He could only stand up and cup his fists to Li Shimin without any care. "This old one has nothing to do recently, so I studied a set of tricks."
Zhang Feng was a bit confused.
But now wasn't the time to talk about this. He pointed to the courtyard and said, "Today, I called Lao Li to come and see our masterpiece yesterday. You can go and do whatever you need to do."
After Old Gao left, Zhang Feng opened a gate in the fence and brought Li Shimin into the wheat field.
But once they entered the wheat field, Li Shimin smelled a strange smell. He asked curiously, "Did you use phosphate fertilizer in this wheat field?"
"Smart!"
Zhang Feng nodded and said, "I did use this stuff. I saw Old Fang before. You don't know, but we went to the farmland outside Chang 'an City. Guess, why are the farmers planted in this field? Are they all Guangzhong Thin Harvest?"
"Guangzhong Thin Harvest?"
Li Shimin really didn't know about this.
This kind of planting method had been used for hundreds of years, at least thousands of years, and there had never been a problem. But in Zhang Feng's field, how did it become like this?
Zhang Feng nodded and said, "Look at the soil."
Zhang Feng pointed to the soil under his feet and said, "The soil here is fine because no one has planted farmers before, and there is not much fertilizer used. It is just the feces of pigs, cows, and sheep, and there is not much ash from burning the leaves of trees."
"That's why there aren't many acidic substances in the soil. Think about it. If I make you drink vinegar all day long, and I don't stop drinking vinegar, I add it to your food, your dishes, and your wine, will you feel comfortable?" "That's right.
In this case, isn't it the same?
What's so uncomfortable about it?
Seeing Li Shimin's appearance, Zhang Feng patted his forehead and said, "I made a wrong analogy. Let me do it again. Think about it. If I feed you all day long, do you think you can be strong?"
This time Li Shimin understood, but he still asked, "But this is the way passed down by the ancestors. Why not?"
"That's easy to solve. Go to your family's accountant and ask about the annual harvest of the same mu of land for the past ten years. Remove the ones with the best harvest and the ones with the worst harvest. You can calculate the difference!"
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