Chapter 73

"Alright, there's your effort too."

Wan Ping'an patted the big black dog's head.

He took another bag, which contained chicken bones and rabbit bones, all specially left for the big black dog to reward it!

"Come, let's have a drink!"

Wan Ping'an took out the wine.

Cai Quanwu took the wine jar, poured wine for Wan Ping'an, poured wine for Han Dahe, and finally poured for himself, and the three raised their glasses to celebrate!

"The fine brew made by Boss Xu of the Small Tavern, finally got to drink it again!"

Cai Quanwu was very emotional.

Xu Huirong of the Small Tavern was skilled at brewing wine, and the fine brew she made was good, but the price was also expensive; with his income, he couldn't afford to drink it at all.

If it weren't for Wan Ping'an treating them, he would at most save money usually and buy some during the New Year to satisfy his craving.

"Drink freely, there's plenty of wine!"

Wan Ping'an smiled.

As long as his subordinates were loyal enough, he wouldn't treat them badly.

As long as Cai Quanwu was loyal enough, eating well and drinking well was definitely no problem, ensuring he had no worries about food and clothing!

"Little Cai, you've met a good boss."

"If you met a stingy one, it would be good enough if they let you drink thin porridge until you were full."

Han Dahe picked up a piece of rabbit meat and put it in his mouth beautifully.

Raising chickens for Wan Ping'an and keeping Cai Quanwu company, his life had also gotten better.

Soon.

All three were full.

There was still some wine and meat left, Wan Ping'an told them to put it away, and it could be heated up for the next meal.

In the fifties, there was no such thing as not being able to eat leftovers.

After eating.

Wan Ping'an stood up and walked toward the rice field.

A batch of rice had already been harvested, and this batch was also about to mature, and would be harvested soon.

"Ping'an, I've grown rice before, and I roughly estimated it yesterday; the rice yield per mu on this land is at least 1,600 jin."

Han Dahe was deeply emotional.

When he had just calculated it, he also suspected that the calculation was wrong.

He sampled three times in succession and calculated in different ways, and the conclusion reached was the same: the rice yield per mu was at least 1,600 jin.

"Isn't this very good?"

Wan Ping'an smiled slightly.

Of course, he knew Han Dahe was shocked.

Even decades later, the yield of dry rice was generally only about 1,000 jin per mu.

Some good varieties, managed more scientifically, only had a yield of about 1,500 jin per mu.

In the fifties.

Limited by seeds, limited by technology, limited by fertilizer, the yield per mu could absolutely not reach 1,500 jin; it was simply too high!

Yet the rice Wan Ping'an grew could reach 1,600 jin.

If it got out, it would definitely trigger a major earthquake in Sijiucheng!

Of course.

There was another possibility.

That was that no one would believe it!

They would take it as a joke!

A yield of 1,600 jin per mu was simply ridiculously high!

"You two just know it, without my permission, you are not allowed to tell anyone!"

Wan Ping'an issued a gag order!

Possessing a treasure is a crime!

Without sufficient strength, the news of 1,600 jin of rice per mu would only bring him endless trouble.

Rice is a staple food!

The importance of tomatoes, pumpkins, and watermelons could not be compared to rice at all!

After checking the rice.

Wan Ping'an began to inspect the newly planted crops, many of which had just sprouted and were growing vigorously.

With the catalysis of the farming system.

The growth period of these crops would be significantly shortened.

They would soon grow up and enter the maturity period, providing him with vegetables, fruits, and grain!

"Every time I see the crops growing vigorously, my heart settles down; with grain, I won't go hungry, and my heart won't panic!"

Han Dahe was emotional.

In the old society, the life of the bottom-level people was difficult, going hungry was a common occurrence, and people starving to death was not uncommon.

Grain.

Was what they valued most!

Wan Ping'an took the two to inspect a circle.

When the inspection was almost over, a rabbit broke in, wanting to gnaw on the edible seedlings.

The big black dog rushed up.

By the time the rabbit realized the situation was bad, it was too late to run; it was bitten by the big black dog, which wagged its tail and brought it to Wan Ping'an.

"Good, well done!"

"I'll bring you meat bones next time!"

Wan Ping'an patted the big black dog's head; the big black dog was really useful!

"What do you think, if the mountain in front were all planted with crops and fruit trees, what would happen?"

Wan Ping'an stood up and looked at the mountain not far away.

It wasn't high, not steep, and it was easy to reclaim into farmland or plant fruit trees.

Only.

No one had gone to reclaim it yet.

"It could feed many people!"

Han Dahe's eyes lit up.

If it all became farmland, wouldn't Wan Ping'an become a big landlord?

"If it were all planted with fruit trees and crops, you would have to find more people to watch the land; I definitely couldn't watch it alone."

Cai Quanwu sighed.

Letting him watch six mu of land was already a bit strenuous, and he couldn't watch even one more mu.

Wan Ping'an nodded and didn't speak.

Analyzing the characteristics of the mountain land in front of him, what could be planted?

Kiwifruit could be planted, apples could be planted, many kinds of fruit trees could be planted, but now it was still a piece of wasteland and didn't belong to him yet.

"Ping'an, it's getting late."

"If you don't want to stay here, it's best to go back now."

Han Dahe reminded Wan Ping'an.

The fifties had just entered the new society, and there were still some remaining destructive elements.

If you walk at night, it's easy to encounter accidents.

Wan Ping'an nodded.

The Sihe Academy locked its doors at a fixed time every night.

He should go back.

He turned around and headed home; on the way back, a picture kept appearing in his mind: planting all the barren mountains with various fruit trees and crops.