Daqin: Qin Shihuang Visited The Stalls At the Start

"This……"

Wang Ben wanted to say something, but was choked back by the scene in front of him.

A seedling can produce so many potatoes!

Lao Zhao and Meng Yi, who came out immediately, also opened their mouths.

Afterwards, Su Yu dug up the second seedling, the third seedling...

Under each seedling, there are at least three or four huge potatoes.

There are three or four hundred grams.

Converted to the pounds of this period, it looks like one and a half pounds and nearly two pounds.

In other words, just these three lessons of potato seedlings.

It yielded more than five pounds of potatoes!

"Fantastic! This is a fetish!"

Meng Yi ignored the dirt on it and snatched the potatoes from Su Yu's hand.

An old face is excited with old tears.

The official worshiped Shangqing, and he clearly knew the public sentiment of Daqin at this time.

In today's Daqin, the army has a lot of expenses.

Even in fertile years, countless people died of famine.

And once you have this potato, which can be used as a dish, it can also become a staple food.

Not much, just one to two years.

Daqin will no longer starve to death.

At that time, it will be matched with the treasure map that can be called the map of mountains and rivers.

And Da Qin's strong crossbow battle formation.

Not to mention the Huns and Baiyue...

Even in the whole world, Da Qin dares to call you!

Lao Zhao obviously also thought of this.

At this time, his hands behind him were shaking violently.

Originally, Gu Jing Wubo's face couldn't hide his excitement.

But he thought of a deeper layer.

Who is this young man named Su Yu?

I can't help but know the appearance of the boundless world at a young age.

It can also draw a topographic map of the world from a high altitude.

At this time, sacred things such as rice and potatoes were planted.

correct……

Since these potatoes are as high-yielding as Su Yu said.

It must be true that the crop called rice yields 4,000 catties per mu.

Immortal, he is definitely an immortal!

Lao Zhao couldn't think of it at all.

Except for the immortals, who can have this kind of means.

But Su Yu apparently ignored them.

He handed the potato in his hand to Wang Ben, and then there was a smile on the corner of his mouth:

"How about you, do you want to go with me to see the rice fields outside the city?"

"Gudong"

Wang Ben swallowed his saliva.

What a joke, judging from potatoes, there is absolutely no problem with yielding 8,000 catties per mu.

That rice, 80% is also true.

It doesn't look like it can be relied upon.

If you read it, do you really run around Xianyang City with your bare bottom?

It would be better to let him kill himself.

"Sorry, little brother Su Yu, big brother, am I kidding you?"

"Hey, by the way, haven't we had a drink yet? Let's go and drink!"

Seeing Wang Ben's panicked appearance, Su Yu smiled with satisfaction.

He didn't force it any more, but followed him back to the house.

After sitting down again, Su Yu picked up the wine jar on the ground.

The wine seal is removed.

Suddenly, a strong and mellow aroma of wine filled the entire cabin.

"Good wine! Good wine!"

The three of you here are all people who understand wine.

Although the Qin Dynasty was extremely strict on the control of the common people's wine and wine merchants.

But obviously the three of them are not included in this list.

Same as modern.

How many people in high positions are not good at drinking?

As soon as they smelled the aroma of this wine, the three of them knew that Su Yu's wine was simply the one they often drank, and they couldn't compare.

"Chaos Chaos..."

Su Yu first filled Lao Zhao with a bowl.

Then Meng Yi and Wang Ben.

But before the two of them could test the poison first, Lao Zhao couldn't control the greed in his mouth, and went in directly.

"Hi... Ha, good wine!"

Lao Zhao's brows were hideous.

The mellow aroma of wine reverberated in his mouth and heart.

This is what a man should drink!

"Your Majesty... Lao Zhao!"

Seeing the grim expression of old Zhao, Meng Yi and Wang Ben were frightened.

Did they think there was some strong poison in this wine?

"Hurry up, come and fill up again!"

Lao Zhao handed over the bowl and began to ask Su Yu for drinks.

Seeing this, Meng Yi and Wang Ben were relieved.

"You two have a taste, this wine is perfect!"

As he spoke, Lao Zhao picked up the pottery bowl that Su Yu filled it with again, and sighed in.

Meng Yi and Lao Wang did not hesitate to see Lao Zhao like this.

Picking up the pottery bowl, he started to suffocate.

"Hey, hey, I told you to slow down, the alcohol level is too high!"

ps: I beg for the income data, and please don't be stingy with the flowers and tickets in your hands!