Chapter 119 - New rice

The two went to the Longevity Palace to accompany the Queen Mother for lunch. After the meal, Chu Fengyuan went to the Imperial Study Room to deal with political affairs, while Fu Tian was left by the Queen Mother to speak.

Since the drought, the cost in the harem has been reduced a lot. The empress dowager sympathizes with the emperor, and even the theater garden is closed. On weekdays, she enjoys flowers or goes to the temple to pray for blessings.

Now that Fu Tian is back, there is a rare child who is likable to talk, so the queen mother naturally wants to take the opportunity to keep him in the palace for a few days.

Fu Tian heard that the Queen Mother didn't even listen to her favorite storyteller, so he deliberately told her about interesting stories in Changliu County. In general, Changliu County and his party went very smoothly, and Fu Tian deliberately picked good ones. Said that soon the Queen Mother was amused.

After leaving it for dinner in the afternoon, the queen mother vaguely remembered that the youngest son had brought something back, so she asked Mother Wang to take the burden.

She smiled and said: "Feng Zhang has been at the border for so many years. I have never seen him send a letter to Qingyang during the war. Now that he has a sweetheart, he is more and more caring."

Fu Tian took the baggage from Mother Wang with bright eyes, pursing her lips as she listened to the Queen Mother's teasing, and blushed a little.

The queen mother looked at him, smiled and turned back to the dormitory, "Take a look at yourself, the Ai family will go back to the dormitory to rest."

Fu Tian held the package and sent her back. He put the baggage on the table when she was gone, and carefully untied it. There was a lump in it, and she didn't know what it was.

The furoshiki was untied, and a letter was placed on the top, and it was solemnly sealed with fire lacquer. Fu Tian opened it. There were only a few lines on the letter paper. He was familiar with handwriting, but it was much more regular than usual. Miss you, do you miss me?"

And one sentence, "Wait for me to come back."

The handwriting on the letter paper is much convergent. Compared with the wild and unruly cursive script before, it is not difficult to see the seriousness of the writer. Although there are only two short sentences, it is like a piece of candy. It is sweet to the heart, and even the smile on the corner of the mouth cannot be suppressed. Come down.

Fu Tian read the letter several times, and then carefully folded it and put it aside. There was also a white wolf skin that was brought back with the envelope. The wolf skin had been tanned, and the tip of the white hair was covered with faint ink. Not as soft as a fox skin, but thick and warm, and the palm of the hand touches it, there is a kind of steady warmth.

After staying in the palace for one night, Fu Tian went back to the Hou Mansion first. The Queen Mother wanted to stay with him for two more days, but thought that there was a mother waiting in his home, so she changed his mouth and told him to enter the palace often.

Fu Tian returned to the Kanglehoufu with the warm wolf skin.

When I came back, I went to see Fu Youqin first. The mother and son had a meal and then talked about the affairs of Changliu County before Fu Tian was put back to rest.

The wolf skin brought back let Daifu spread it on the low couch outside by the window. The wolf skin was not soft enough to make clothing, but the mattress was thick and warm. Fu Tian was used to reading on the low couch. He simply spread it on the low couch.

It was already November. Although the weather was not as cold as last year, the winter in the north was definitely not warm. Fu Tian put on light clothes, Dai Fu put on the stove by the window, and he leaned against the low. Reading on the couch.

Fu Tian leaned on the big pillow, and rubbed the thick plush leather mattress under his feet. When he thought of the person who gave the mattress, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, and even the boring agricultural books became interesting.

After returning from Changliu County, Fu Tian also collected a lot of agricultural books that he hadn't read before. Most of them explained some farming methods, and a few also wrote about farmland water conservancy and farming equipment.

Nowadays, rice planting methods mostly rely on the peasant population to pass on their own experience to later generations. Some people have compiled these experiences into books, but most people still rely on the experience passed down from generation to generation, and few people read books. Instead, Fu Tian discovered these books accidentally and brought them back to read them slowly.

In fact, he was thinking about this problem when he was in Changliu County. The drought in his memory did not end until Pingchu eight years ago. The situation may be more severe next year, but his hoarding of grain has been reduced by more than half, and the national treasury is almost emptied. , If you want the people to survive this natural disaster, the only way is to find a way to make the rice live in such bad weather and produce more food.

If there is a smooth harvest next year, then this natural disaster will be able to pass smoothly.

That's why he found a lot of agricultural books, trying to find a better way to grow rice from previous experience.

Since the rice seed offered by the old farmer can grow better and produce more grain than the previous rice seed, he will definitely be able to cultivate a better rice seed.

However, Fu Tian rummaged through the books of his predecessors, but failed to find an effective method. Putting down the books in his hand, he sighed tiredly, and subconsciously reached out and grabbed the longevity lock hanging on his chest.

The silver longevity lock still carried the body's temperature. Fu Tian rubbed it unconsciously. Suddenly, he jumped up from the low couch, ran into the inner room barefoot, and took the booklet left by his ancestors. Turned it out again.

This booklet recorded a lot of things about origin. Fu Tian followed his memory and turned it over, and it was written on the previous page that the origin of the big demon could help other people of the same kind to open up spiritual wisdom, or increase cultivation.

With his finger slid across the line, Fu Tian suddenly remembered that he had unconsciously let a peony plant branches and leaves in advance. If... if he only used a little source of power, could it be possible to let these ordinary Rice seeds grow faster and better?

With his heart beating, Fu Tian found the embroidery needle, opened the longevity lock, and took out the outer shell of the original fruit placed in it.

This was supposed to be a full fruit, but now there is only a layer of green jade-like shell, but even so, it still has a strong power, the power of the source can make the same kind of spiritual wisdom, if he uses it properly, say It may really make these rice seeds grow better.

Among the demon race, if the spirit is activated, you cannot kill at will, but if the spirit is not activated, whether it is a human or a big demon of the same kind, you can dispose of it at will. If you explain it according to the rules followed by the demon race, you can Called "fate".

Fu Tian grabbed the "green jade" in his hand, put on his outer robe and walked out hurriedly. As long as he controls this degree, he can relieve his current burning eyebrows.

He hurriedly asked the bearer to take him into the palace. After halfway, Fu Tian remembered to find a suitable reason. He randomly made up a reason to enter the palace and chat with the queen mother for a long time before he found the opportunity to sneak into the imperial garden. See old elm tree.

Old Yushu hadn't seen him for a long time and was very happy to see him again. Fu Tian suppressed his inner excitement and first conveyed the expectations of his ancestors. When Old Yushu was obviously happy, he cautiously raised his own questions.

Although it is said that the Yaozu doesn't care about the same kind of undeveloped Lingzhi, Fu Tian is not sure whether the old Yushu will care, so he is particularly worried.

"You want to use the power of the original source to make the rice grow better, but you don't want the rice to be wise?" Old Yushu asked in surprise.

Fu Tian nodded and explained: "The weather has been dry for a long time, and the hoarded grain is gradually being consumed. If you don't want to make the rice harvest smooth, I'm afraid it will be very sad next year."

Old Yushu pondered for a while and said, "You will not control the power of the source. If you can take out the source of Mudan, you can find a way to dilute the power."

Fu Tian was surprised, "Dilute?"

Old Yushu was also a little uncertain, "I only heard that by devouring the origin of the great demon, you can get the same cultivation base as it, even if you just encounter it, you will get a lot of benefits."

After hearing this, Fu Tian was silent for a while, subconsciously rubbing the long life lock between his neck, and after a while thanked the old elm tree, he went out of the palace and hurried to Zhuangzi outside the city.

The manager on Zhuangzi didn't expect that he would come over suddenly, and only after being shocked did he respectfully welcome people in.

This Zhuangzi was bought by the way after he bought Fu Shuyue's dowry. The house was not exquisite, but it was considered passable.

Fu Tian asked Mr. Zhuangzi to vacate a yard for him, and asked him to prepare a lot of rice seeds to send over. In order to facilitate his own experimentation, he also specially asked Mr. Zhuang to set up a warm tent in the middle of the yard, with heaters in the four corners of the tent. The inside imitated paddy fields and cultivated ridges and ditches.

After everything was ready, Fu Tian dismissed the steward and the subordinates. He only said that he had discovered a new breeding method and wanted to try it.

After confirming that everyone was clean, Fu Tian took off his heavy robe, rolled up his wide sleeves and tied them with a cloth belt, and went to the lake to pick up a bucket of water, then took out the source, and quickly rinsed it in a wooden bucket. It's rinsed.

After hearing what Old Yushu said, he came up with this method, so he came to Zhuangzi to try it.

Not knowing how to control this degree, he prepared a little bit of experimentation. He rinsed the source in a bucket repeatedly, and found no changes. Fu Tian nervously wrapped the rice seeds in breathable gauze and hung them shallowly. Below the water surface.

There is a heater in the tent, which is very warm. If the power of the original source can work, it should be able to bud soon.

Fu Tian stared at the bucket with a wrong look. After about three hours, he fished out the rice seeds and found that the rice husk had been white.

Spread the rice seeds flat on the ground to dry, and then directly sown them in the small fields that have been cultivated on the spot. Sprinkle them with straw ash and cover them. Fu Tian clapped his hands and rolled up his muddy pants, his hands were dirty. Xi's ignored it, took a pen to record it in the booklet, and then refilled a bucket of water and soaked another batch of rice seeds according to the law.

The rice fields are the same. The only difference is the soaking time of the source in the water, from a moment to half an hour. Fu Tian made a record and was busy until the night before finally planting all the rice seeds.

The manager of Zhuangzi waited tremblingly outside the yard. The boss suddenly came over without saying anything, so he locked himself in the yard, not even letting the servants go in and wait for him. The manager was afraid that something would happen to him inside.

Fu Tian's clothes are all mud and water. He has never been to farmland before. No matter how many books he reads, he is just talking on paper. Now he goes to the ground by himself. Although he succeeded in sowing, he almost rolled himself into a mud monkey.

The manager choked when he saw him, did he really come to try out rice seeds?

Fu Tian saw him standing in the cold wind with a lantern, smiled, raised his hand to wrap his cotton robe tighter, "Why is the manager still here?"

The manager reacted and hurriedly stepped forward to show him the road ahead, "I saw that the boss hadn't come out yet, and I was a little worried, so I stayed here."

Fu Tian nodded, thanked him, and put his cold hands into his sleeves, "It's okay, I will ask someone to look at the stove and rice fields in the tent tomorrow. There are rice seeds in the fields, don't freeze."

The steward sends the people back to the house to rest, and the servants who are waiting bring hot water and clean clothes. Fu Tian hurriedly hugged the clothes to wash, and the steward looked at his back and shook his head slightly. The eldest master is the eldest master. Although the idea is good, it is too unrealistic. Who would sow and raise seedlings in winter? With a stove, there is nowhere to grow the seedlings!