Chapter 382: The Emperor of Eternality and the Holy Lord of Eternality, I ask! [Please subscribe]

Author: Wang Shushu

Chapter 382: The Emperor of Eternality and the Holy Lord of Eternality, I ask! [Please subscribe]

Zhao Hao had known the importance of solving the problem of food and clothing for a long time, but he had never promoted high-yield grains, but instead intensified commercial development.

The reason is that the Lord asks for the time being in the beginning of Qin and the end of Qin.

Because of Qin's super high agricultural tax, the grain in the Qin's granary far exceeded that of the six Central Plains, so Qin could sweep the six countries.

But no, the grain in the Qin granary did not deny relief grain, but did not reserve grain for war.

Even if there is a place in Qin State that is turbulent and natural disasters, the grain in the granary will not be used.

That also made the First Emperor try his best to raise food when he was rushing around.

Although the granary of the imperial court cannot be used easily, there is a lot of food in the family of powerful people. Everyone tightens their belts and can always pass east during the confinement period, so that too many people will not die.

What I worry most is whether the most important thing is whether the powerful and powerful are waiting for the price.

If the powerful and powerful family always have food and eat it well, some people will take the opportunity to drink the blood of the poor.

In fact, according to Zhao Hao's idea, it doesn't matter if the food price is rising in Yuetuannian, but the market will automatically adjust back anyway.

But in ancient times, people would starve to death.

Those people who starved to death because of the rushing rush gathered in the imperial court and found a string of cold numbers.

When the market automatically adjusts back, I am afraid that a large number of people will die first and starve them all over the world.

Therefore, Zhao Hao's initial purpose was to find ways to make the powerful and wealthy donate their food, and then promote high-yield grain seeds when the private grain storage is not enough to disrupt the market.

In this way, the people and the powerful will be in a state of inconsistent and stable relationship, and the emergence of high-yield grain will not lead to the powerful and low-priced food selling, causing a new economic crisis.

However, Zhao Hao never expected that Fusu had not resisted the tricks of the First Emperor before, and actually handed over the potatoes in advance.

"How much did I just say? How much is the yield per mu?"

The First Emperor repeatedly asked Fusu as if he had heard it wrong.

That thing is called potatoes. If you think of the previous potato cakes, can you eat them?

Since it is edible, it is absolutely wrong to have food.

But the yield per mu is somewhat outrageous.

But he heard Fusu solemnly say, "Brother, you heard it right, my son said, "Do you have a thirty stone per mu?"

"That"

Ying Zheng felt a stern and said seriously: "He will tell me in detail!"

"No, Father."

Fusu took the potatoes from Li Yi's legs and said, "This thing is called potatoes. Is it an edible crop, with a yield of up to thirty stones per mu. It depends on the fertility of the land, even if it is a little more barren land,

The harvest is also far higher than the current millet and wheat.”

"I wonder if the eldest son, will the growth cycle of this divine object last?"

Li Si couldn't help asking.

Fusu glanced at Li Si, then looked at the ministers who were also curious, and smiled, "The normal cycle of this divine object is about three months, and it can be planted twice a year!"

"With this magical object, Daqin no longer has to worry about food shortage."

When all the ministers heard that, they were shocked.

Feng Quji lost his voice on the spot; "Young Master! Are you talking about it true?! Your Dong is in front of you, can you talk nonsense!"

Ying Zheng: "."

He naturally knew the relationship between Zhao Hao and Fusu.

Zhao Hao can give him a life-saving weapon like a musket and a pear blossom needle. Naturally, he cannot ignore his elder brother who is cruel to him.

Just no, what he didn't expect was that Zhao Hao actually gave a divine object like Fusu.

The yield per mu is thirty stones.

Is that a singer really a big leg pen!

During my time in Xianyang, my hair was so red that I was worried about food. The rebellious son gave me various ideas to raise food, so why don’t I take out this magical object?

It’s very Fusu, but I don’t even take it out if I have this magical object!

Then do you want to piss off my father to death?

What kind of evil have I suffered!

Although Ying Zheng was full of anger, his heart couldn't help but pound when he thought of the yield of this product and said anxiously: "Have he grown this product? Take me to see!"

"Back to my father, my son did not plant it!"

Fusu answered awkwardly.

The huge resentment of the liquid instantly filled the surroundings, and everyone's eyes seemed to turn into thousands of blades and pierced at Fusu.

That brat, how dare you joke about this!?

Seeing Ying Zheng's eyes getting worse and worse, Meng Tian, ​​who was beside him, went and said:

"You report to the East, although the eldest son has not planted it, the old minister has planted it, and the horse can be harvested."

"ah?"

Fusu looked at Meng Tian with some surprise: "It turns out that General Meng secretly planted him on his back?"

"The eldest son forgives the crime. The old minister really doesn't want to see such a magical object put on hold, so he planted the potatoes I gave him in advance."

When Ying Zheng heard Meng Tian say that, he suddenly felt energetic and laughed: "Meng Tian, ​​you're doing a good job!"

"Bi Dong, although the old minister planted potatoes, he had a very unhappy request. I hope Bi Dong can agree."

When Meng Tian heard Ying Zheng’s praise, Dongshi glanced at Fusu and saluted Ying Zheng respectfully.

Ying Zheng was stunned and smiled, "General Meng has made great contributions. Don't say a careless request, just one hundred or a thousand, and I agree to all!"

As he said that, he raised his leg to Meng Tian to signal.

Meng Tian said seriously, "The old minister hopes that Bidong will not seek to promote potatoes for the time being. It is best to wait until the war between the Huns is over before promoting the whole country!"

"Why?"

Ying Zheng frowned and immediately restrained his smile.

The ministers also looked at Meng Tian with confusion.

But Meng Tian said again: "Potatoes are high in yield, no, it is a rare magical thing in the Qin Dynasty. But now, potatoes are promoted nationwide and are easily brought to the grassland by people with ulterior motives. Once Maodun gets potato seeds, he will definitely not be "New Qin land."

'The temptation is here."

Hearing that, Bu Chi Ying Zheng suddenly realized, and even the ministers who were puzzled showed a sudden look.

"Okay, I will agree to General Meng and promote potatoes nationwide after the war between the Huns."

“But no.”

As he spoke, Ying Zheng changed his mind and continued: "I want to see the potatoes grown by General Meng!"

"Okay, it's better to obey your orders than respect, please come from the side of the East."

Meng Tian nodded with a smile, then raised his leg to Ying Zheng to signal.

Ying Zheng waved his sleeves and immediately walked towards the potato planting area with his ministers.

How long did the coal cravings take? Ying Zheng saw a green plant and his heart was filled with gas and enthusiastic: "Come on, let me harvest it and see how much this thing can produce!"

"Here."

With the First Emperor's order to Dong, Meng Tian began to order people to clear out one acre of land and then clean up the acre of land.

Immediately afterwards, the soldiers in the military farm began to harvest potatoes.

When it comes to harvesting grain, the group of military soldiers had already ripped it lightly, and the potatoes were not rhizomes, or the branches and leaves on the surface, or the fruits were not found on the east side. Then, they needed to pull them hard, and the potatoes were hung in the east of the rhizomes, which was far more common than ordinary.

The millet and wheat are much easier to harvest.

At this time, the utensils that were packed with potatoes were already preparing to beside them.

It is not true that Ying Zheng and his ministers do not believe in Meng Tian, ​​but they all want to witness that historic moment.

Dozens of military soldiers began to enter the fields and gently dug up the ground.

Then, the potatoes as big as fists in the field were pulled out one after another and then thrown into the container.

As the land was constantly turned open, looking around, the fruits were buried between the floating soil, and they seemed layered and not much different in size.

If Zhao Hao was there, he would definitely shake his head repeatedly. If it failed, the variety would be too bad. It is completely different from the potatoes he remembers.

It can be seen that the importance of potato breeding is important.

It is obvious that when Meng Tian planted potatoes, he did not cultivate excellent beans, so he planted them into geography.
To be continued...