Log in to the farming game in advance

Chapter 38
Rice lodging!

This means that the rice production will be reduced and the quality will be reduced. If it is serious, the harvest may not be harvested in autumn.

It is related to the food lifeline of the whole village, and it is also related to the issue of raising the upper limit of the population. Allen has to pay attention to it.

"How is the farmland?"

Allen ran all the way to the farmland area outside the village this time, no longer maintaining the leader's posture of taking the time to win.

The deputy village head, Windsor, did not have such good physical strength, and was a little behind. Only the assassins could keep up with Allen.

"My lord, I keep your teachings in mind, and I have ordered the slaves to go to the farmland to dig ditches and drain water. Some villagers interfered with the work and wanted to straighten the rice, but I stopped them, and they are causing trouble now."

The foreman who supervised the work of the slaves lowered his head and reported that he obviously couldn't suppress the impatient villagers, so he wanted to ask Alan to come forward to control the situation.

This is a difficult problem for ancient farmers to solve. The moment the orcs with low IQ saw the rice falling down, they wanted to straighten the rice quickly and bundle it into a handful to prevent it from falling again.

In fact, this kind of practice is harmful and not beneficial. After binding, it will destroy the natural distribution order of rice ears and leaves, aggravate mechanical damage, and make the rice field yield more serious.

Fortunately, the farmland of the villagers is now handed over to Allen to take care of it. Allen has already put all the slave resources into operation. Naturally, managing the farmland is not the same as the ancient farmers, but a reasonable farming method that is also in line with the current level of technology.

The assassin who was on the sidelines was confused. Why the rice could not be straightened immediately after falling down, he couldn't figure it out.

"Why can't it be straightened?"

Ivan learned assassin skills very quickly, but when it came to the field of agricultural science, he had a hard time.

"I don't know either, maybe this is the reason why we are still weak, and Mr. Allen has become a master assassin at a young age." The unawakened assassin who was walking with him made a voice of brainless worship.

No matter what Alan says, it makes sense to be unreasonable!

All the assassins agreed with each other and nodded at the same time.

After a while, Allen arrived at the scene and saw thirty free men shouting loudly, trying to rush into the rice field to straighten up, but were stopped by more than forty slaves.

Seeing that they were about to fight, the foreman who supervised the slaves yelled loudly: "Everyone stop, Mr. Allen is here!"

Master Allen's four words are like a sea god's needle, instantly frightening all the angry villagers, and the audience became very quiet.

The villagers changed their faces one after another, and waited for Alan to take a breath to ease the burden of running, and then pitifully begged Alan to uphold justice: "Master Alan, you see that these slaves don't know how to farm at all, let them straighten the rice, otherwise the rice will be destroyed." dead."

The villagers of Datie Village had encountered heavy rain before, and the first reaction after falling down was to straighten the rice.

Except for the landlord, each villager does not have much farmland, and the whole family can straighten it within half a day, so no villager knows that the rice will automatically rise within three to five days.

"Everyone, listen to me, the slaves are not farming blindly, they are using the most advanced farming methods in Wangcheng.

The rice will automatically adjust after lodging. Please give the rice some time and believe in the viability of the plants.

One more thing, please don't hinder the slaves from digging ditches and draining water, if someone's field gets sheath blight, the consequences will be very serious..."

Allen spent some time and used his top-level educational effects to break down the aftermath of the rice lodging in detail, describe the scientific nature of the aftermath in the simplest language, and try to make every uneducated old farmer understand the slavery. Work.

Windsor came in a hurry and only listened to half of it.

For example, Allen said that there must be planned fertilization, strictly control the number of irrigation in the later stage, lightly lodging rice will not be supported, and heavy lodging rice will be quickly rescued, and more soil and chemical fertilizers of specific elements will be applied.

Hearing a series of aftermath plans, the old local farmers were stunned. Although they didn't understand the principles and what potassium was, they felt that Alan was right and right, so he reluctantly believed it.

Windsor frowned. Although she didn't understand the principle very well, she had heard of the policy of lodging in Wangcheng. It is true that it is not appropriate to help immediately after a lodging, but she had never heard of the other methods mentioned by Allen.

In fact, Allen did it on purpose. Compared with believing in himself, the country orcs are more willing to believe in the statement of "the latest technology in Wangcheng" rather than 100% believe in the farming method of the noble young master.

Then Allen took the villagers to inspect the farmland and found that there were not many lodging rice fields, because before that, he brought a series of secret recipes for soil fertilizers, including soil fertilizers that strengthen the stems.

After the torrential rain, most of the rice fields were lightly lodging, and some farmlands even stood upright.

They may be lodging-resistant varieties. Allen secretly pays attention to the lodging-resistant farmland, and will pay attention to the issue of seed selection after the autumn harvest.

The farmers who followed the inspection also gradually recalled it, and found that the lodging situation was not serious, and they immediately beamed with joy and whispered to each other.

"Last night, there was such a heavy rain that even the house was covered with half a foot of water. Unexpectedly, the rice was only half bent." The dejected old farmer was no longer worried, and his tail was raised high, very happy.

"This should be the effect of Master Alan's secret recipe of soil and fertilizer. We should all thank Village Chief Alan."

"Yeah, look at how strong the rice is, it looks like good rice."

The foreman who supervised the work of the slaves heard the admiration of a group of farmers, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he hummed:
"Master Alan recently invented various soil fertilizer insecticides, which are very effective. Many pests have died in the rice fields."

When the old peasants heard these words, their eyes turned green and their breath became short of breath.

In the orc world, insect plagues have always been the lingering troubles of every farmer in the bitter cold. Every time he farms, he will experience insect plagues, which will cause the high-yield fields with good yields to become low-yield fields.

There are also a batch of sticky rice plants that mature in January. The ear-setting rate is not high. They are more insect-friendly than rice.

It can be said that fighting against pests every day has become a key project for farmers to spend their entire lives studying.

If any farmer develops a secret recipe for effective insecticide, he will be loved by countless farmers, and his status will rise in a straight line. He will even attract the order of the city lord to announce him into the city. .

And becoming a city person is also the wish of all country orcs.

"Master Alan, please teach me the secret recipe of insecticide, I am willing to repay you with my life!"

"Master Allen, you can't just teach slaves, we will have to rely on farmland for food when we are old and useless, please teach us free people..."

The old farmers almost knelt down and asked one after another.

Alan knew the desire of these old farmers for the secret recipe of pest-killing soil, and sternly replied to everyone's expectations: "It's okay to tell you, but the orcs who should join the army have to continue to join the army. Don't think about going back to farming and exterminating insects. Naturally, there are slaves for those things." Come on."

The orcs didn't care so much, they nodded frantically and agreed, "Okay, thank you, Lord Alan."

"My family's fields are finally saved."

The old farmer orc who came with him shed tears of joy.

Allen turned around and went to the village gate, recalling the insecticidal formula he had researched when he was farming on the human plane, and casually mentioned a few secret insecticidal soil recipes that could be produced without chemical processes.

The farmers stared wide-eyed, their brains were at full capacity, racked their brains, put Alan's words in their minds, played them back over and over again, and whispered non-stop, tirelessly, for fear that they might miss some secret ingredient.

On the way to the training ground of the military training school, there were gradually more orcs.

Some people saw some old farmers getting nervous and chanting the names of some herbs that are rarely used in ordinary times, but there are many in the mountains, and they couldn't help being confused.

What happened to these old farmers today, does Alan want everyone to recite all the names of herbs?
Tom, who was not yet old enough to join the army, shrank his neck. He heard that today's military training added assassin tutorials. Could it be that such knowledge is needed for survival in the wild?
Well, I have to ask my father tonight, Tom frowned secretly.

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