Chapter 332 Keep refreshing your horizons
Bai Dazhi was upset and was not in the mood to say much.
So, Bai Youyi, who was also sitting on the pile of rice straw, explained: "It means that the yield of rice per mu is low. Logically speaking, it should not be less than 1,200 kilograms."
Although the millet in Taohua Village has been peeled, if it had not been peeled, the weight would be the same as that of the upper and lower villages.
"It's only one thousand and eighty-two pounds, so it's naturally not up to standard." Bai Youyi said and sighed.
Although my aunt didn't say it, they didn't do a good job, so how could she feel better.
When the people around heard this, the excited smiles on their faces disappeared, and everyone was stunned.
They looked at each other at the people around them, their faces full of disbelief.
"Is this still low?"
"You want 1,200 catties?"
"Hiss."
"Did I hear you correctly?"
Everyone heard it, so if they heard it wrong, then Bai Youyi said it wrong?
But looking at Bai Youyou's expression and Bai Dazhi's frowning face, the people in Shangcun and Xiacun understood that the people in Taohua Village were right.
But, the yield per mu is 1,200 kilograms?
How is this possible? You must know that when crop yield reaches a certain level, it is difficult, very difficult, extremely difficult to improve it.
Like before, they used ordinary grain seeds. If they wanted to produce three hundred kilograms per mu, they had to have the right time, place and people.
The same goes for the high-yield grains this time. The increase from 900 kilograms to 1,000 kilograms is difficult, but the difficulty may be level two.
But as time goes by, if you want to continue to increase production, the difficulty will increase dozens of times for every additional seventy or eighty kilograms, even thirty or fifty kilograms.
People may not know how to explain this phenomenon, but they know that high-yielding crops are hard to come by.
In the crowd, someone whispered: "Actually, a thousand pounds is already very powerful."
"Yes, this is a thousand catties per mu."
"I never dared to dream that one day my farmland could produce over a thousand kilograms of crops per acre."
These words caused other people to nod in agreement, didn’t they?
Not to mention just over a thousand kilograms, the yield per mu was five to six hundred kilograms, which was a huge surprise to everyone present.
However, looking at the sad faces of the people in Peach Blossom Village, even if the people in the upper and lower villages were happy and wanted to cheer, they could only stand there with suppressed lips.
Zhou Yang came back to his senses, thought for a while and said: "Well, the yield of 1,200 jins per mu is the previous record of Taohua Village?"
There must have been records, or this is generally the case, otherwise how would we know.
Bai Dazhi shook his head and said slowly: "This grain has a yield of 1,470 kilograms per mu, so it is normal for us to produce 1,200 kilograms per mu, but now..."
Before he finished what he said, everyone present knew what he meant.
Everyone gasped in unison.
My mother, one thousand four hundred and seventy pounds? !
No, why is it getting higher and higher the more you say it?
Today is really refreshing their horizons.
If the people present had not personally participated in the rice weighing just now, they might not believe it.
But in front of them was the newly harvested rice with a yield of 1,082 kilograms per mu. Therefore, the people in the upper and lower villages did not question and did not dare to question the words of Bai Dazhi and others.
After hearing this, Kong Daming hesitated for a moment: "Master Bai, what is the problem?"
Although, the current output has made everyone very satisfied.
But Taohua Village is not satisfied, and everyone naturally wants to help find the reason. Besides, who doesn't want to produce more in the future.
Bai Dazhi shook his head: "I can't understand either."
Bai Youyou also said: "If we knew, we wouldn't have to worry." Zhou Yang: "A few days ago, the fields in Taohua Village were also harvested. Is the yield up to standard?"
You shouldn't have asked this question at first, as asking it would be suspicious of Taohua Village, but Zhou Yang thought about it in his mind and asked it anyway.
Bai Youyou said: "The yield per mu in our village is almost the same as that in your two villages, and it's just over a pound."
Bai Dazhi sighed at this time: "I can't think of any step now that was not done in place to reduce production so much."
As soon as these words came out, someone in the crowd coughed violently, choking on his own saliva.
Is it too exaggerated to say that production will be reduced when the yield per mu is over 1,000 kilograms?
But if you think about it carefully, what Bai Dazhi said is not unreasonable. One thousand four hundred and seventy kilograms has become one thousand and eighty two kilograms, which is not a huge reduction in production.
Unable to find the reason for a while, Bai Dazhi stood up, patted the rice straw on his body, and said: "You can continue harvesting, I will go back and study it."
"Hey, Master Bai, please walk slowly."
"Master Bai, are you just leaving?"
"Master Bai, please walk slowly."
After Bai Dazhi and the others left, the others looked at each other, and then started talking in all directions.
"I think it's pretty good now."
"It's very good, a thousand pounds."
"However, if we follow what Master Bai said, our weight of one thousand pounds seems to be unqualified."
If they planted it casually, that would be fine. During this period, they took great care of it.
Weeding, insecticide, fertilization and top dressing, we are afraid of too much water when it rains, and we are afraid of lack of water in the fields when it is sunny. During the grouting period, we even want to live in the fields.
After such careful service, the output is so much less, which really shouldn't be the case.
It is equivalent to the fact that they used ordinary grain seeds to survive hard and could not harvest anything from two acres of land.
Thinking about it this way, many people suddenly felt heartache.
"Could it be because of the fertilizer..." someone whispered.
He was immediately interrupted: "Don't talk nonsense. Such high-yielding grains require special fertilizers. Otherwise, do you think you can easily produce a thousand kilograms per mu?"
You can say anything, but if you say that the fertilizer provided by Taohua Village is not good, it will be okay if Taohua Village knows about it.
"That's not what I meant. What I meant was, could it be that I gave less during top dressing?"
This was quickly refuted: "That's not possible. Who doesn't use fertilizer according to the standards taught by Master Bai?"
"My family's fields use as many kilograms of chemical fertilizer as Master Bai says."
When it comes to the use of fertilizer, no one dares to be smart. Otherwise, how will they explain the difference between the harvest and other villagers' harvests?
Moreover, even if many people have doubts in their hearts, they still come here with the intention of listening to Taohua Village. If there is a problem, it is not their own fault, let alone cutting corners.
"Yes, yes, my family is too."
"Who is not?"
If the output of Taohua Village is high and the output of Shangcun and Xiacun is low, it can be said that the people of Taohua Village are hiding their secrets, although it is understandable to hide their secrets.
But the harvest in Taohua Village was no different from theirs. While they were grateful, they really didn't know what the problem was.
The people present were all chattering, talking about anything and everything.
"No wonder Master Bai has a headache."
I specifically searched Baidu for the yield per mu of rice