Da Qin: Don’T Pretend, Your Father, I’M Qin Shihuang

"A thousand catties?"

Zhao Lang nodded, isn't it okay.

What is the general yield of potatoes?

As far as Zhao Lang knew, there were 10,000 catties per mu in his previous life!

Those who are three or four kilograms are lazy people.

But the current potatoes can't be compared with those of the previous life, which have been cultivated and selected through various technologies.

A thousand catties is already pretty good.

And Mr. Tian and the others have been recording and observing.

When the time comes to understand the various growth habits of potatoes, and then choose the best when selecting the seeds, the future yield will naturally Ascension slowly.

For now, this result is already very good.

At the very least, Zhao Lang looked at the sluggish people in the field and knew that everyone was still very satisfied.

"Father, let's not froze, let's put away the food first."

Zhao Lang said with a smile.

"Yes, yes! The son Lang is right!"

Zhao Gao hurriedly said.

While talking, he hugged the potatoes around him in his arms.

"Zhao Uncle, don't be so excited, these grains can't run away."

Zhao Lang said with a smile, and then helped Zhao Gao up.

Zhao Gao looked a little embarrassed.

But no one laughed at him, everyone's situation is not much better now.

Even Tian Lao and Wang Jian, two long-standing old men, held a few potatoes tremblingly.

They have seen too much, and understand what this means better than these people.

It was Qin Shihuang who came back to his senses first and said,

"Collect all the grains, and none of them can fall."

"Go back to Zhuangzi first."

Soon, everyone started to take action.

Also let Zhao Lang know what is called digging three feet.

Although he said, potatoes can't grow so deep.

But these people just turned a deaf ear.

Until this field did not need to be plowed for the second time, everyone stopped.

Under the protection of the teenagers, he returned to Zhuangzi.

Qin Shihuang took the potatoes directly to his own room.

Zhao Lang couldn't stop him, and the cellar vacated on Zhuangzi was a waste of work.

Put the potatoes, Qin Shihuang asked Wang Jian, Zhao Gao, and Li Si to stay, and then said to Zhao Lang,

"Lang'er, Dad will take these potatoes away."

Zhao Lang's heart moved slightly, but his face frowned and said,

"Father, what are you doing with these potatoes? The 800 mu of land at home is just enough to grow."

Qin Shihuang shook his head.

"This grain is different from other crops. It is planted together on 800 acres of land. It is easy to be discovered. It is still too unsafe here."

Zhao Lang's brows frowned suddenly and he showed a somewhat worried expression.

"But what should I do? There are so many places in the house."

When Qin Shihuang heard this, he vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he had potatoes in his heart, without thinking, he said directly,

"It's okay, there are still a few Zhuangzi in the north of the house. The place is big, the land is fertile, and there are no people."

"It's just right for growing potatoes."

As soon as Zhao Lang's eyes lit up, he said, Dad must have Zhuangzi outside.

So I quickly said,

"Father, I think what you said makes sense."

"But most people are not familiar with the new crops, and my family can take care of them."

"Yeah! I have a way. It's better if I let the farmers follow along to plant it!"

"That's it!"

"Father, wait a moment, I'll call Fu Bo, let's get a good understanding of Zhuangzi's situation."

Zhao Lang left after speaking, not giving Qin Shihuang a chance to respond.

Qin Shihuang looked at Zhao Lang's busy figure and nodded in relief.

Smiled and said to others,

"Look at it, Lang'er just makes people worry, all these things have been thought out.""Hmph, if other people can be like Lang'er as much as possible, I will be more relaxed."

After Qin Shihuang finished speaking, the few people in the room did not reply.

Everyone looked a little weird.

Qin Shihuang was taken aback for a moment, and said,

"What's wrong with you? But what's wrong?"

Everyone hesitated to speak but stopped.

"Wu Chenghou, talk about it."

Qin Shihuang said.

Wang Jian's face was solemn, and he said,

"The old minister, congratulations, your majesty, happy new food."

Qin Shihuang nodded.

"This is indeed worth celebrating."

But Zhao Gao and Li Si still appear to be constipated.

Qin Shihuang frowned. He didn't want to go around with these people, and said directly to Zhao Gao,

"Zhao Gao! What's the matter with you!"

Zhao Gao shook his body and said with a smile,

"Your Majesty, you seem to have slapped the sons of the Zhuangzi in the north."

"When will I..."

Before Qin Shihuang finished speaking, he was stunned.

He was familiar with what he said.

In the end, Qin Shihuang could only smile and shook his head.

"This kid..."

The profits of those Zhuangzi in the north are not small.

Of course, it's nothing compared to potatoes.

At this moment, Zhao Lang walked in with Fu Bo and said enthusiastically,

"Father, Forber is here, we still have to move faster."

"While the weather is still cold, plant another wave."

Zhao Gao looked at Qin Shihuang.

Qin Shihuang waved his hand, and Zhao Gao went out to call someone, ready to hand over Zhuangzi.

It's in the room, when it's lively.

In the Zhuangzi where the Elder Tian and the others were located, it was a little quiet.

"Tian Lao, what's the matter with you, today is a bumper harvest, why don't you seem to be so happy?"

Xu Yue lay comfortably on the couch made by Zhao Lang and asked.

Looking at the fields these days, he was exhausted.

Mr. Huang, who didn't talk much aside, also had some doubts.

Old Tian didn’t know what he was thinking about, when he heard the question, he hesitated and said,

"You said, what would happen if the head of my farm was the emperor of Qin Dynasty."

Snapped!

As soon as Tian Lao's words fell, Xu Yue fell directly from the recliner.

There was a crisp sound.

Mr. Huang also grew his mouth slightly.

Xu Yue got up and looked at Chen Sheng and Wu Guang outside the door.

Then he murmured with a wry smile,

"Old Tian, ​​where did you think of it?"

"Our farmer has hurt his muscles and bones now. How can there be such strength."

Old Tian said calmly,

"What if?"

Xu Yue climbed back on the recliner and said with a smile,

"Elder Tian, ​​if there is such a day, then a happy event for farmers in the world!"

"Think about it, the emperor is his own, how could our farm family not be prosperous? Hahaha!"

"But how is this possible?"

Hearing this, Mr. Tian seemed relieved.

"You are right, the emperor is his own, and it is indeed a happy event for the farmers in the world."

"As for the impossibility, the old man has to live as long as possible."

"People live for a long time, and they can always see something unusual."

For example, a few years ago, he had seen the emperor of Da Qin travel with his Zhongshu Ling and Prime Minister.

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