Free Days in Siheyuan

Chapter 400 Maize Maturity
Before they really decided to marry their daughter, they would naturally have to investigate the character of the Feng family carefully. They couldn't gamble on their daughter's future life with Aunt Ma's reputation.

The result of the investigation was naturally good. The Yang family was very satisfied with Feng Lao Er's character and work, and believed that he was a very good person for his daughter, who was worth entrusting to her for life.

Now that both parties are satisfied, the next thing will be easy.

To be honest, every time Zhang Yu sees the speed at which people get married in this era, Zhang Yu will be shocked once, and the progress of Feng Laoer and Yang Caiyun as if using an accelerator makes him a little dumbfounded.

After Feng's second son met Yang Caiyun, their wedding date was fixed not long after. It was a coincidence that Zhang Yu's corn also ripened on the eve of his wedding.

After learning that Zhang Yu was going to collect corn, many people suddenly appeared beside the vegetable field.

Regarding the arrival of these people, except for Zhang Yu who was a little puzzled, everyone else present had a tacit understanding.

You know, since the corn eared, many people in the yard noticed that the corn Zhang Yu planted was different.

And as the cobs grew larger, they became more aware of the difference.

People in this era have a kind of devotion to food. For people like them who have been hungry, or simply said to be hungry, food is their god.

They will naturally turn their attention to crops with large yields, such as now.

A group of people stared at the small piece of corn field in front of them. Although they didn't know the yield yet, they knew that the corn cultivated by Zhang Yu was more stalk than the corn they are planting now. It is much thicker, and the root system should be more developed.

These people are not the kind of people who don't work hard and don't know the five grains. They can clearly see the advantages of the corn cultivated by Zhang Yu.

They believe that the corn cultivated by Zhang Yu has the same yield as most corns, and it is believed that many places will switch to this corn.

After all, its advantages are too obvious. The well-developed root system and strong plants can prevent this kind of corn from lodging so easily when it encounters strong winds and showers. You must know that crops are most afraid of lodging, and lodging means cut production.

Not to mention that if there are no accidents, just by looking at its appearance, you can know that the yield of this kind of corn must be higher than that of the current varieties.

Being watched by a group of people with scorching eyes, Zhang Yu moved his body a little awkwardly. Even though he had the bottom line in his heart and verified the yield of this variety of corn many times in the space, but being watched by so many people, Zhang Yu's heart was not as good as it was. Still raised some.

He licked his lips nervously, and said something to begin with.

At the moment when Zhang Yu said the beginning, Mrs. Sun couldn't bear it any longer. He directly stepped forward and picked off a piece of corn. The golden corn made everyone present show their toothache.

Before Zhang Yu could make a move, they took back a portion of the corn in threes and fives.

After taking it back, Mrs. Sun found a large scale from somewhere. The group of people peeled the corn and put it in the big back, ready to weigh it.

A group of people stared at the scale in front of them intently, wanting to be the first to know how much the corn in front of them weighs?

"95 catties, 95 catties!" Grandpa Sun shouted excitedly. He just relied on his seniority to overwhelm others and got the first chance to see the weight.

As soon as these words came out, the air paused for a few seconds, and then boiled again.

"95 catties, 95 catties!" After listening to Mrs. Sun's words, Uncle Zhao couldn't bear it any longer. He also squeezed over and looked at the scale over and over again.

Under the disbelieving eyes of a group of people, they weighed it several times, and it was the same result.

"95 catties, at least [-] catties of dried corn kernels can be produced after drying, so good!" Old Mrs. Sun laughed and patted Zhang Yu on the shoulder.

The people around couldn't help but surround Zhang Yu in the middle. After hearing their cheers, other people who heard the news, as long as they had a little common sense, became excited.

We must know that the yield of corn per mu in this era is generally around [-] catties, and the land that is slightly worse may not be able to harvest [-] catties.

However, Zhang Yu's subdivision has grown [-] catties of grain, which means that Zhang Yu has pushed the yield per mu to [-] catties.

The output has been increased by half all of a sudden. This is not a small number. Who can be unhappy after hearing it?
To be honest, if they hadn't watched Zhang Yu plant these corns, harvested them personally, and even weighed them in full view, they couldn't believe that Zhang Yu had cultivated such high-yielding corn .

Several neighbors whose hometowns are in the countryside are already thinking about how to exchange some seeds from Zhang Yu so that their hometowns can plant corn with a yield of up to [-] catties per mu.

They often feel guilty because they are offered by their family members from the countryside, but they have no way to help their brothers and sisters. Now that they are better, with the corn cultivated by Zhang Yu, can their family live better?

Thinking of this, they looked at Zhang Yu more eagerly.

Facing their request, Zhang Yu refused. He waved his hand and explained: "It's not enough now, it's not that I'm stingy, you also know that this kind of corn has just been cultivated, and its behavior is not stable yet. If planted, who knows if it will go wrong?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's excited mood gradually cooled down.

Yes, this kind of corn has just been bred. Who knows if this miracle can be replicated next year?
In fact, it is not that there are no varieties that have been cultivated. Because of the speed of the secret space, Zhang Yu has cultivated more than 20 generations of corn in it, and the yield per mu has been pushed to more than 1000 catties. Although compared with the yield per mu of corn in later generations There are still some shortcomings, but it is very good for this era.

But helplessly, he has no choice, and he can't think of a reason to directly take out those cultivated varieties. If they are forced to take them out, they will directly put them in a dangerous situation. He has no way to be so selfless.

The reason why he was willing to report those treasures before was partly because he knew the tragedy of the next three years and wanted to contribute to it, and the other part was because he had just come to this world and hadn't fully understood the situation at that time. And the chaos he had learned from history books in the past made him feel insecure, so he wanted to add a guarantee to himself.

After a long while, Mrs. Sun interrupted the silence, "What's there to worry about? Xiaoyu didn't just stop there. If his temperament is unstable, try a few more times. There will always be a solution."

(End of this chapter)