Chapter 630: The Plan for the Year Starts in Spring

Just like that, without any accompaniment, the sound of a woman's chanting came from the lower room again.

To be honest, this time Wang An had truly been stifled for too long, and besides, Wang An was only 20 years old this year, just at the time when he was young, strong, and didn't know what fatigue was, so doing it a few more times was extremely normal.

Moreover, in his past life, perhaps because of drinking deer penis wine for a long time, Wang An's kidney function was relatively powerful. Until he entered the fence, Wang An was also messing around all day, being a bridegroom every night.

Actually, this was also the reason why Wang An soaked deer penis and ginseng in wine when he hunted the first sika deer.

And many people didn't understand that soaking wine with fresh deer penis was actually better than soaking wine with air-dried deer penis. The most important thing was that the effect was powerful, and the only requirement was that it must be high-degree white liquor.

Ending this war, the two cleaned up their hygiene, and then they put on their clothes one after another.

While putting on clothes, Wang An said:

"Don't tinker with those things. Let's plant the fields of our two families together. Your family has three people's land, a total of 20-plus *mu*, right?"

Shen Wei nodded and said:

"Mm, a total of 20 *mu* and a bit. I was thinking of planting all corn; corn is easy."

In this era, everything relied on manpower, so although there was a lot of land in the Northeast, the vast majority of the land could only be left barren, because it couldn't be planted and couldn't be managed.

Wang An thought for a while after hearing this and said: "Better to plant wheat and rice. I feel that there won't be a shortage of people planting corn this year. By the end of the year, rice and flour will definitely be scarce. By then, just exchange a bit and it will be enough."

Wang An clearly remembered that in the first two years after the land was divided to households, everyone swarmed to plant corn, soybeans, and sorghum.

And the reason for this was actually because these three things were high-yielding, and people were truly afraid of hunger.

Although these three things were indeed not delicious as staple food, one had to admit that these were food. As long as these things were there, people wouldn't go hungry.

It was also because of this that rice and flour became rare items. During the New Year, the exchange ratio of wheat and rice to corn was as high as 1:6 or even 1:7.

One had to know that rice and wheat were still primary products and could only become rice and flour after processing.

From this, it could be seen that although planting corn, soybeans, and sorghum was high-yielding and relatively easy, the cost-performance ratio was not high at all.

Food was truly something that was absolutely not okay without, but if the quantity was too large, it was truly not worth much.

Hearing Wang An's words, Shen Wei was stunned for a moment and then said:

"Planting rice and wheat isn't high-yielding. One *mu* of land is only 400-plus *jin*. If you plant corn, one *mu* of land can yield 1000-plus *jin*."

At this time, the vast majority of farmers might have this thought, which was to plant whatever yielded more food. Anyway, as long as there was food in the warehouse, the heart wouldn't panic.

Wang An laughed: "Then why didn't you think about how much corn costs per *jin*? How much do rice and flour cost per *jin*?"

Shen Wei frowned and muttered:

"Rice is 1 *mao* 1 per *jin*, corn is 4 *fen* per *jin*. Then rice is 44 yuan per *mu*, and corn is 40 yuan per *mu*."

After Shen Wei finished muttering, she was stunned for a moment, her hand fastening the buttons paused, and she suddenly realized and said:

"I really hadn't calculated this matter before. If you put it this way, then it's still more cost-effective to plant rice and wheat."

Wang An laughed and pinched Shen Wei's breast, then said: "Hahaha, accounts can't be calculated this way either. Planting rice and wheat is after all hard work. Besides, if you catch a good year, the harvest is fine. If you catch a big flood, whether you can harvest food is not certain."

Actually, what Wang An said was precisely the most helpless and helpless place for the vast majority of farmers.

Busy for a whole year, in the end, after a continuous rain, the whole field was full of water, and all the crops were soaked to death, not a feather left.

Shen Wei didn't care about Wang An's actions and said with a smile:

"I know, but you can't not plant fields."

Wang An nodded and said:

"Mm, okay, I'm going back. When it's time to plant fields, you just go directly to my house. By the way, don't lead the donkey; this thing has no use, it can't be used."

Shen Wei rolled her eyes at Wang An upon hearing this and said aggrievedly: "This donkey is the treasure of our family, why can't it be used!"

Wang An laughed and prevaricated: "Mm, your family's treasure. If I were you, you should just lead back that yellow-white mule from my house. That mule is quite honest, a bit lazy, and it's just right for you to use."

The "lazy" Wang An mentioned didn't mean that the mule had a lot of meat on its body, but described the initiative of the livestock when working; if not urged, it worked slowly and dragged its feet.

For example, when Wang An rode that mule, the mule would walk slowly and unhurriedly without being beaten or scolded, which led to Wang An being too lazy to use it again after riding it twice.

However, such livestock also had advantages, which was that they were obedient and wouldn't easily explode. If you describe it with words describing people, it was that the personality was not impatient and was quite steady.

Shen Wei shook her head and said:

"I don't want it. Even if you give it to me for free, I can't afford to raise it. I don't have that much food to feed it."

Wang An laughed, pinched Shen Wei's white-and-red little face again, and then turned and left.

Although Mu Xueqing knew and acquiesced to Wang An's adultery, Wang An still didn't want to make it so obvious, so after leaving Shen Wei's house, Wang An strolled around the village.

During this period, every household was busy, basically preparing for spring plowing.

Some were carrying plows to find people to calibrate, some were holding plowshares preparing to make plows, and some were holding rollers home preparing to make frames. And what was done the most was sending manure.

That's right, it was the literal meaning. Sending manure was sending manure to the fields, and when sowing, spreading the manure into the furrows, and this process of spreading manure was called "spreading manure."

And manure was fermented feces, any feces would do: pig feces, horse feces, cow feces, and so on and so forth, even human feces were included.

Of course, human feces were called night soil, but don't look down on this thing; night soil was the king of manure and could be said to be the best farm fertilizer.

One had to know that people were reluctant to send night soil to the fields on the mountain; it was usually used for planting vegetable gardens.

The Chinese cabbage grown with this thing, the cabbage stalks were sweet, extremely delicious!

Perhaps because of the season, the faces of the people in the village were no longer as lifeless as before, but were all full of hope. Even if the wind blew the manure foam all over their faces, everyone was smiling.

The plan for the year starts in spring. This saying was absolutely correct. For farmers, the hope for this year started from now.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 631 =====