As the season progresses, the time has arrived in July, and Jiangning has also entered a long rainy season. At this time, the entire sky is gray, and in the drizzle, the buildings in the city seem to be stained with wisps of silver.

Looking at the gardens and mansions outside, all shrouded in a curtain of rain, there is quite a leisurely atmosphere amidst the mist and rain on many buildings.

Cao Yi was reading quietly in the study room. From time to time, he would pick up the pen and write some marks on the book, or write down some important things separately. Hongxiu was cleaning the room lightly on the side, and saw the inkstone in the

The ink was almost out, so he came over to grind some ink. He found that the lights in the room were a little dim, so he lit an oil lamp to light up the young master's reading. When he found that there was no water in the teacup at Cao Yi's hand, he brought a kettle and added some hot water.

Hongxiu was originally Madam Gao's personal maid. She had been in Cao's house for five years. Later, because Madam Gao doted on Cao Yi, she gave Hongxiu to Cao Yi. She is now seventeen years old. She has silky black hair.

She has slender phoenix eyebrows, a pair of eyes like stars and bright moons, a delicate nose, slightly pink cheeks, lips like dripping cherries, a flawless oval-seed face that is shy and affectionate, her tender snow-skinned skin has a strangely beautiful color, her figure is light, refined and elegant.

In terms of modern aesthetics, she is a rare beauty. Cao Yi sometimes feels that even if she has no future in this life, just holding an inkstone in green clothes and studying with red sleeves is a blessing in life.

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"Sir, it's the You hour," Hongxiu looked at the engraved copper pot, then looked at the sky outside the window, and came over to remind him.

"Okay." Cao Yi put down the brush in his hand and stood up. It had rained in the evening in Jiangning and it was a little damp and cold outside. Hong Xiu immediately stepped forward to help put a cloak on Cao Yi.

Passing through the long corridor from Qingyun Pavilion, we arrived in front of the courtyard gate of Madam Gao's Manjusri Garden. A beautiful and elegant girl was holding an umbrella and waiting in the rain. Wearing a bright yellow shirt, she was as pale as a chrysanthemum, elegant and beautiful, which made her

The whole picture has an unusual poetic quality.

At this time, the woman also saw Cao Yi, squatted down and said softly: "Sir, my wife is already waiting in the main hall."

This woman's name was Qingzhao. Originally, she and Hongxiu took care of Mrs. Gao's daily life together. They were both maids. However, Mrs. Gao loved her son, so she arranged for Hongxiu to come over.

Cao Yi nodded at her, strode towards the yard, walked into the main hall, and saw Mrs. Gao sitting upright at the edge of the table.

"Mother, I'm here." Cao Yi bowed and said.

Mrs. Gao nodded and asked kindly about Cao Yi's study status today, which books he had read and what he had done. Although servants came to report from time to time, as a mother, she naturally hoped that her son could communicate more with her.

So every time we had dinner together, we would ask and understand everything in detail. The two maids stood aside and served the two masters from time to time.

While we were chatting, we somehow ended up talking about the rainy season. Since June, it has been raining for days and it has been raining for more than a month now. Judging from previous years, it is probably going to be August again.

"It's been raining for days. I'm afraid the harvest this year for our Cao family tenants will not be very good again. I don't know how much food will be left by the end of the year, and how many people will starve to death... Hey!" Gao!

Madam worshiped the Buddha all day long, and she was kind-hearted after all. Thinking of the consequences of the continuous rain, she couldn't help but sigh.

In the past, Cao Yi didn't care about anything at home. Over the past year, as his mentality changed in wanting to integrate into the world, he also began to slowly get in touch with some of the family's industries. At least he knew that his family now has tens of thousands of acres of fertile land and several prosperous areas.

There are houses and dozens of shops in the area...

Cao Yi remembered that he had seen farmers farming in the countryside outside Jiangning. It was true that the level of agricultural technology was low, and he found that what they planted was millet, whose scientific name is Li, which is modern millet. It is not suitable for Jiangning, which often has rainy seasons.

For planting, according to the soil properties and climate conditions of Jiangning, wheat and rice should be planted.

Since he comes from the future of the 21st century and has received higher education from a university, and in that era of extremely advanced information, although he did not pay specific attention to how to farm, even the occasional exposure to relevant information was enough for him to survive in this era.

Become a theoretical expert in agricultural farming.

So after eating, Cao Yi locked himself in his study. According to the current level of craftsmen of the Great Yan Dynasty and his future memories, he spent a whole night drawing out the craftsmanship of the rice-planting horse, the keel rollover, and the plow. Chapter 1

On the next day, he ordered the carpenters in the mansion to quickly make a copy of these farm tools. At the same time, he asked the stewards in the mansion to send people to Hangzhou in the south to purchase a large amount of wheat and rice seeds.

Half a month later, the wheat and rice seeds purchased from the south were shipped from Hangzhou to Jiangning. The next step was how to persuade the tenant farmers to give up growing current millet and switch to wheat and rice. For people of this era,

, wheat and rice have not yet been widely planted, let alone the future method of wheat and rice interplanting. However, Cao Yi is very clear about the advantages of wheat and rice interplanting. In one season, it is equivalent to harvesting two crops.

When Cao Yi asked those tenants to switch to planting, many tenants were quite repulsive or even resisted planting. People always have a skeptical and distrustful attitude towards unknown things. What's more, this year's harvest itself is not very good.

Afterwards, it is not yet known how much food will be left at home.

In the end, Cao Yi had to move out as the owner of the family and forced the tenants to use half of their fields to grow wheat and rice. For the fields that had not been replanted, the original payment was reduced from five liters per mu to two liters.

The fields will be collected next year. If the harvest of the replanted fields is not good this year, you can replace it with millet next year. If the harvest is good, you can pay the same two liters per mu next year.

It took several days to finally get the tenants to sign and pledge, agreeing to use half of the land to grow wheat and rice. At the same time, the owner also rented to them farm tools such as rice horses, keel wheels, and plows for free, and taught them how to use them.

They were also informed about the production and use methods of various natural fertilizers.

For nearly a month, Cao Yi, the son of the Cao family, ran to the farmland outside Jiangning City every once in a while. Naturally, it once again aroused discussion and ridicule from many aristocratic families in Jiangning City:

"I haven't seen Cao Yaba for more than half a year. It is said that he has recovered from his illness. He has been studying the books of sages at home. He actually learned how to farm and taught the tenants who have been farming for generations. Do you think it is ridiculous?"

"A gentleman stays far away from the kitchen, but stays close to farming. In my opinion, only Mr. Cao Yi and Cao can truly be called a true gentleman in Jiangning!"

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Such frontal ridicule, backbiting, and gossip circulated like a hurricane in the upper circles of Jiangning City. Another "glorious deed" of Master Cao Yi and Cao became known, discussed, and ridiculed.

This time, even Cao Yi's mother, Mrs. Gao, mentioned it in a subtle way during the meal, warning him that the right thing to do now is to focus on his studies and do what a scholar should do.

But having said that, the reason why Cao Yi often does something out of line with his identity can be known and spread by others. It is often because some boring second-generation ancestors see Cao Yi's carriage going out and hang far behind to watch.

Let’s see what stupid things Mr. Cao has done today, so that he can talk to others after tea and dinner and get first-hand information to discuss.

As the weather becomes sunny, Cao Yi is going to instruct the tenants at home on how to apply fertilizer, telling them that they need to spread organic fertilizer into the fields before transplanting rice seedlings, then use keels to turn over the trucks to release water to irrigate the fields, and then use pears to plow the fields deeply and spread the fertilizer.

Plow into the bottom layer of the soil, and at the same time turn the bottom soil to the top layer of the rice field, because only in this way can the soil fertility be increased overall.

Of course, the source of organic fertilizer is nothing more than collecting chickens, ducks, human and animal manure, and fallen leaves, etc., and making it through composting and retting, so there is naturally a relatively strong smell in the air.

Therefore, the second-generation ancestors who were following behind today all held their noses and jumped to scold Cao Yi for being unworthy of the saints and sages. Liu Baiqing showed a sneer on his face and said softly to Cao Yi: "Sir, do you think those people are...

We didn't force them to follow you, but if you didn't leave, you started scolding you, and no one stopped them to stop them from leaving!"

"Who knows about scholars?" Cao Yi curled his lips.

Liu Baiqing savored these words carefully and laughed out loud, "Sir, you can be considered a scholar."

"I only know how to read, but I am not a scholar. Didn't you see that those scholars scolded me for being an insult to my elegance and disdain to be with me?" Cao Yi said seriously...
Chapter completed!