Chapter 40: The nose is going to suffer (One update)

"One thousand three hundred and fifty-two stones, seven dou and three liters?" Si Nong Temple Qing screamed: "Among the four dou and five dou?"

"Is it a lot for four stones and five dou of acres?" Chen Ying curled his lips and said disapprovingly.

Of course, compared with the average per mu yield of more than 1,000 kilograms in later generations, Chen Ying's four stones and five dou were about 540 kilograms, which was not high, less than half of that in later generations. However, compared with the lime rice of this era, the yield was a bit scary.

During the Warring States Period, if the yield of chestnut rice was converted into kilograms, the average yield per mu was about 205.8 kilograms under the premise of good weather and weather. In the late Warring States Period, due to the use of iron farm tools and sowing tools, the yield per mu increased to 247 kilograms.

However, during the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, due to the chaos in the world and the people were displaced, all science and technology tended toward the military field, and the grain output in the north and south periods did not exceed 300 kilograms, and in the early Tang Dynasty, it was basically around 200 kilograms. That is, Chen Ying's per mu yield at this time was nearly three times that of the ordinary per mu yield.

Although Chen Ying was not a farmer, he also knew that in order to meet the growth of any crop, he would have sufficient moisture, sufficient fertilizer, scientific planting, and rational management. Chen Ying wanted to promote his primitive fertilizer in the Tang Dynasty, so he specially ordered that water trucks were used to irrigate in the experimental fields. Even in midsummer, there was little rain in Guanzhong, but Chen Ying's three thousand acres of fields had no water shortage.

When Li Yuan heard this number, his chin was almost shocked: "There are so many?"

Pei Ji wiped the sweat from his forehead, not knowing whether he was hot or scared. Pei Ji said incoherently: "It's so scary. These 300 acres of land are almost up to the output of 1,000 acres of fertile land."

Chen Shuda stroked his sparse beard and his eyes turned. He couldn't help but think that if Chen Ying was not 3,000 acres, but 30,000 acres, and if not 30,000 fertile fields that had been fertilized with chemical fertilizers, all of them were produced in this amount... the picture would be so beautiful!

Xiao Shiwen smiled at Li Yuan and said, "Old Message Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty. Chen's Majesty is indeed capable. Not only is he powerful in war, he will defeat every attack and defend, he will also be able to make steel and make martial arts. He even farms are better than others. One acre of land is more than several acres. I congratulate Your Majesty for getting this good son-in-law!"

Li Yuan was very happy when he heard this. He smiled faintly and said, "Look at the output of the other fields!"

When Chang Ji, the temple’s ancestor, heard this, said with a gaze: “Don’t hold on, hurry up and go down to harvest!”

In addition to the soldiers of the Imperial Guards beside them, they were responsible for protecting Li Yuan and other bigwigs, other entourages, minor officials, and even officials from the Sinong Temple also went to the field to work in person.

As the saying goes, there are many people and great power. Chen Ying originally had only three thousand acres of land. As a result, Wuyang and Wuyang rushed in several thousand people and horses, and countless servants came to help. Tens of thousands of people worked collectively, and soon the 3,000 acres of land were harvested. The officials in charge of the metered vessels couldn't wait to weigh and record, and many of them got the following numbers.

Ota has a total of 306 mu, and a total of 1,411 stones and three dou of them were collected.

The total area of ​​C field is 300 mu, and the total area is 1,502 mu.

Dingtian, a total of 321 mu, was collected in total, and 1,437 stones, 9 dou and 6 cents.

Wutian, a total of 306 mu, was collected in total, and a total of 1,369 stones and 5 dou and 2 cents.

Jitian, a total of 305 mu, was collected in total, and a total of 1,544 stones were collected.

...

In other words, the average yield of potatoes and chestnut rice is four stones and five dou of five stones per mu, and the highest record is five stones and three points. Each stone is 120 to 130 kilograms, and the harvest of a mu of land is more than 500 kilograms! Everyone was surprised and happy, watching the chestnut rice lift up like flowing water. Those who had no strength to cheer at this time, because they didn't feel strange when they saw it.

Although Li Yuan was not proficient in agriculture, he was a family of aristocratic families and was not an emperor who grew up in the deep palace, so Li Yuan also knew some farming. Li Yuan even knew that if he could go to all costs, it would be possible to make a mu of fertile land with a yield of up to six or seven stones per mu, but this required more than two thousand kilograms of land per mu. Even wealthy families would not be worth the cost.

But when the yield per mu of 3,000 mu exceeded four stones and five dou, Li Yuan couldn't sit still and walked into the crowd in person, looking a little disappointed, Chen Ying said, "Chen Qing, you are growing well in this place."

Chen Ying's expression was a little desolate, but in fact he had foreseeed the increase in production. However, this result made Chen Ying very disappointed because he felt that as long as he applied phosphorus fertilizer, the grain output should also increase by three or five stones, rather than the current four stones and five dou.

Chen Ying smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, I have suffered a lot from getting these phosphate fertilizers. It's a pity that the trial-made phosphate fertilizer is not successful yet. Once it is successful, it will be no problem to be four or five stones higher."

Even though Li Yuan was knowledgeable, he said in a daze: "High... four or five stones higher? How is it possible!"

Chen Ying explained: "There is nothing impossible. Phosphorus fertilizer is a very effective fertilizer. The difference between applying phosphorus fertilizer and not applying it."

At this time, let alone Li Yuan was not calm, even the ministers present were not calm. If the whole world was not only one stone per mu of Guanzhong’s grain, how much would it be? It would be 25 million stones, enough to support a million army. Of course, due to the ground force, one-third of the 250,000 glutinous fields in Guanzhong will fallow every year. If there are fertilizers, it will be equivalent to an additional glutinous fields. It is equivalent to eight million mu of glutinous fields.

Just Guanzhong can support the whole world.

It is also ridiculous to say that. According to the figures statistics from Northwest Agricultural University in later generations, the grain output in the Guanzhong Plain alone was about 9.6 million tons. If the Tang Dynasty included the annual season, then this number would be 4.73 million tons, which is equivalent to 16 stones and 7 dou of 100 million stones, which is equivalent to 75 million stones, exceeding the national grain output of the Tang Dynasty.

Once the grain in Guanzhong can be self-sufficiency, Li Tang's status in Guanzhong will not be shaken, rather than transporting more than seven million stones of grain into Guanzhong, as at the highest peak in history.

Including Li Yuan, the ministers in his place looked at Chen Ying with anticipation: "How to make phosphorus fertilizer?"

"Physical fertilizer..." Chen Ying naturally did not know how to manufacture phosphorus fertilizers in industrial fields, but when Chen Ying was in school later, he knew that there was no way to make phosphorus fertilizers in a chemistry laboratory. Chen Ying's chemistry teacher at high school was a re-hired senior engineer at Kaifeng Fertilizer Factory. When he was fine, he taught Chen Ying and others to use the equipment in the chemistry room to tinker with chemical fertilizers.

The production process of wet phosphorus fertilizer is very simple. It is nothing more than crushing ore, mixing acid, putting sulfuric acid and ore powder into the acid pool to react and decompose, and finally drying. It is done. Chen should not know the specific details very well, but he still knows the general process. He did not have the conditions to make an acid pool that meets modern standards, so he had to use a tank instead. It was a bit troublesome. In the Tang Dynasty, where there was no modern industrial foundation, he could only do this.

So, Chen Ying, who said it was better to do it well, took Li Yuan, Chen Shuda, Xiao Shiwen, Pei Ji, Li Jiancheng and other ministers to his phosphate fertilizer production workshop.

It is actually quite inconspicuous. This place is a bit remote, but on the mass grave more than 20 miles northeast of Qinglin, the entire workshop is a yard surrounded by reed poles. The yard is not small, with a total of more than 20 acres in size, but apart from two rows of straw sheds, there is not even a decent house.

At this time, the production of phosphorus fertilizer has ended, and hundreds or thousands of large water tanks are buried in the yard.

For the safety of Li Yuan and the ministers, the Imperial Guards carefully searched every corner of the phosphate fertilizer workshop, and these large water tanks with lids were very conspicuous.

An Imperial Guard soldier raised his spear and stabbed him at a water tank.

When Chen Ying saw this scene, he was shocked: "Stop!"

However, it was too late for Chen Ying to speak out.

There was a crisp sound, and the water tank was smashed by a gun by the soldiers of the Imperial Guards, and a stream of blue smoke rose from the water tank.

Chen Ying quickly ran to the box in the straw shed and took out four or five gas masks.

Li Yuan looked at Chen Ying in confusion and said, "This is..."

Li Xiuning had seen this thing and said in surprise: "Is this a gas mask?"

"poisonous!"

Li Yuan quickly retreated after hearing this and said in panic: "Come here, protect us!"

While putting a gas mask on Li Xiuning, Chen Ying explained: "Your Majesty, don't worry, it's just that your nose will be punished."

Soon, everyone understood why the nose was going to be suffering.
Chapter completed!