Daqin: Zulong Overheard My Rebellion Plan

Ying Zheng's heart became hotter and hotter.

Eagle is so confident?

Do potatoes really have such an astonishingly high yield?

If all this is true, so what if I get slapped in the face?

For the sake of the common people in the world, my little face is nothing!

Ying Zheng said decisively: "Quick!"

"Before it gets dark tonight, we must survey the yield per mu!"

Meng Yi and others didn't know why Ying Zheng was so excited, but they still bowed their hands in awe.

"Obey!"

In less than a stick of incense, the servants surveyed an acre of land.

Hundreds of imperial guards went down to the fields together, imitating Wang Ying's example, first cut off the leaves and stalks, and then picked out the field beans.

"How do you think the Marquis of Chang'an knows that this mud ball can be eaten? When I saw this mud ball, I never thought it could be eaten!"

"Chang'an Hou Ding tasted all the crops like Shennong before he could find this new crop."

"It's not just crops. It is estimated that the Marquis of Chang'an has even eaten mud once, otherwise how would he find these potatoes?"

"As expected of a hero who can become a marquis, no normal person can do such sacrifices!"

"Hey, this one is big enough, and this one must weigh at least four catties!"

"My Sifang Emperor, look at the potato stalks all over the ground, how many potatoes are there in this acre of land!"

"I tasted that young leaf, it's really edible, and it's definitely more delicious than the bark!"

"Not only on the root of the potato stalk, but also a lot of potatoes fell under the soil layer, dig it carefully!"

The more they harvested, the more excited the Forbidden Army was, and there were bursts of exclamations one after another.

Some guards even stuffed freshly chopped potato stalks into their mouths and began to chew.

Because there are too many potatoes in this field.

And these potatoes are all food!

Who can be unhappy to see so much food?

Meng Yi had to patrol the fields back and forth, shouting angrily all the time.

"The one who eats grass, uh no, the one who eats potato stalks, put down the bean stalks for Ben Zhengqing!"

"Yang Shuang, you can eat potatoes with mashed potatoes at 137? Spit it out for Ben Shangqing!"

"If anyone dares to steal it again, they will be held accountable thirty times!"

Under Meng Yi's repeated orders, all the imperial guards suddenly behaved nicely.

But their gazes at Potato were still extremely fiery.

Some of the imperial guards didn't even use hoes, for fear of accidentally damaging the field beans.

He directly picked up the soil with his hands, even the small potatoes the size of a finger were not spared.

They haven't eaten potatoes yet, and they don't know whether potatoes are good or not.

They only know that the potatoes are edible and productive.

That's enough for food!

Half an hour later, a master of two or five hundred quickly ran towards Yingzheng.

"Your Majesty, the first acre of potatoes has been harvested.

Looking at the pile of potatoes next to the fields, all the courtiers' eyes lit up.

Just by looking at them, they can tell that these potatoes are definitely not just a stone or two.

Ying Zheng couldn't wait to cut off his voice: "Overweight!"

Meng Yi immediately took out a large scale, hung the bronze stone weight with a rope, and placed a tray on the other side, and tied Black's ribbon on the middle of the lift.

A group of forbidden soldiers put potatoes one by one on the tray.

Meng Yi shouted loudly.

"One stone!"

"Two stones!"

As piles of potatoes were weighed, all the courtiers also shouted.

"Twenty-four stones!"

"Twenty-five stone!"

Rubbing his sore arm, Meng Yi shouted out the final data.

"Twenty-six stones!"

Hearing Meng Yi's voice, Ying Zheng murmured in a low voice.

"Twenty-six stones!"

"The harvest of one acre of potatoes is more than that of eleven acres of corn!"

"If the yield per mu of Great Qin can be doubled, all Qin people will not be able to starve to death.

"Now the harvest of potatoes is eleven times that of corn?"

"If all the fields in the world are planted with potatoes, it only takes one year, and all the granaries in Daqin can be filled!"

Wang Ying smiled: "Your Majesty, the production of potatoes is more than that."

Ying Zheng suddenly looked at Wang Ying: "Wang Aiqing, can the yield of this potato be even higher?"

"Does it need more fertile soil, or more water?"

"For its production, it's worth whatever care it takes!"

Wang Ying said warmly: "The cultivation of potatoes does not require very fertile soil, even the sandy land outside the Great Wall can be grown, but the seedling yield will be less.

"Potatoes require less water than corn."

All the courtiers were in an uproar.

They thought that such a high-yielding crop would have very high requirements on the soil, and it would require the farmers to take care of it with all their heart.

But who would have thought that potatoes would require less land and water than corn?

Ying Zheng couldn't wait to ask: "Then what do these potatoes need to achieve a higher yield?"

Wang Ying said seriously: "Temperature!"

"Potatoes are near Jiuyuan City, and they can only be harvested once a year."

"Potatoes are near Pinyang Township, and they can be harvested three times in two years."

"But if potatoes are planted in Kuaiji County, Langya County and other places, they can be harvested twice a year!"

"So plant potatoes in the warm south, and the annual yield of field beans will skyrocket!"

Wang Ying's voice seemed to press the pause button for the scene.

Everyone including Ying Zheng looked at Wang Ying in disbelief.

After a while, Ying Zheng finally made a sound from his throat.

"One year, two harvests?"

"One time, can you harvest twenty-five stones?"

"Then plant these potatoes in Langya County, and the annual yield per mu can reach fifty shi!"

The yield per mu directly reached twenty-two times the yield per mu of corn!

Planting potatoes for one year is equivalent to planting corn for 22 years, and the hard work of planting the two is about the same?

Thinking of this, everyone felt a little dizzy in the brain.

Is this still grain?

This is so divine!

Ying Zheng reconfirmed: "No need for more care, it only takes one year, and the potatoes can be harvested twice?"

Wang Ying nodded seriously: "Not bad!"

"The humble minister will not lie about such a big matter."

[Want to increase production again? Then you can only use Jin Kela. 】

[After all, the fertilizer is mixed with Jinkela, which can absorb nitrogen, phosphorus and potassium under two meters!]

[Using Jinkela, the yield of wheat per mu is 1800!]

【We all want gold and rubbish, ahahahaha~】

Wang Ying happily played tricks in her heart.

But Ying Zheng was instantly attracted.

Eighteen thousand per mu?

Could it be... 1,800 shi per mu!

Is Jinkela the panacea used by gods (ahch) to cultivate crops?

No matter what this gold is, I must get it!

Yan Zhengchu suddenly exclaimed in disbelief: "Impossible!"

"How can there be such a high yield of grain in the world!"

No wonder Yan Zhengchu was surprised.

As the former official who governed millet, Yan Zhengchu had dealt with grain all his life.

Yan Zhengchu asked himself, there is no one in the world who knows farming better than him!

In order to get Da Qin to collect more food, Yan Zhengchu worked so hard that his hair fell so much that he could hardly hold the crown.

But now, less than half a month after he had just stepped down as an official in charge of millet, Tudou was born.

How can he accept it?

"I have to measure it myself, otherwise I will never believe it!"

While speaking, Yan Zhengchu ran to Tian Mu like crazy.

Behind Yan Zhengchu, Yang Duanhe, Li Si and other dozens of men standing at the pinnacle of the Great Qin's power also rushed towards the jade bean field like wild boars out of the cage.

"This piece of land is about to be acquired!"

"How can there be such a high-yielding crop in this world, how is it possible!"

Nei Shiteng rushed to the field, waving the Qin sword with one hand and pulling the potato stalks with the other, harvesting the potatoes frantically.

After harvesting more than a hundred potato stalks, Nestern already had the answer in his heart.

Now the pile of potatoes around him was more than a stone.

If all this mu of land is harvested, at least twenty-two or three shi of potatoes will be received in the end!

But Nestern's action of digging potatoes still did not stop, but became more and more forceful and fierce.

While the head was drooping, there were tears in Nestern's eyes.

He once betrayed the old Han, led Yiyang County to surrender to the Great Qin, and later counterattacked the old Han, firing the first shot of Qin to destroy the six kingdoms.

The world cursed him for it.

But how does the world know why he rebelled against Han and voted for Qin?

"If all the land in the world could be planted with these potatoes, why would Guizhou be troubled by famine?"

"If this official's family could have planted these potatoes earlier, how could my mother have starved to death!"

"I rebelled against Han and defected to Qin, because I want me to rule Guizhou and stop repeating my mistakes."

"Now that I have these potatoes, I won't make the same mistakes I made when I went to the capital of Guizhou!"

Only those who have been hungry know what it is like to be hungry.

Nei Shiten covered his face with his bloody hands that had been ground by the sand, but at this moment the majestic governor of Nei Shi County shed two lines of clear tears.

[This scene is a bit funny. 】

[But why can't I laugh, instead my nose is a little sore. 】

【Sigh, it’s not easy for people these days!】

[Eating to be full is already a luxury. 】

【Whether it is working all day long or fighting in battle, ninety-nine percent of the people in Qin want nothing more than to eat. 】

【Looking at them, you can really feel how great Grandpa Yuan is!】

In the year of famine, thousands of miles of starvation, Yizi eats each other!

Many officials have witnessed the scene that made those who heard it feel sad and those who saw it shed tears.

But now with this potato, that tragic scene will completely disappear in this world!

Venting the emotions in his heart, Nei Shiten wiped away the tears on his face, bowed and cupped his hands facing Wang Ying's direction, and shouted in a deep voice.

My lord, thank you Marquis Chang'an!"

Immediately after Nei Shiten, all the officials bowed to Wang Ying and shouted.

"My official/general, thanks to Marquis Chang'an!"

This thank you is not because of Wang Ying's background, nor is it because of Wang Ying's title.

It's just because Wang Ying gave the head of the world the possibility to have a full meal!

Ying Zheng looked at Wang Ying with pride in his eyes.

This is my nephew!

This is the heir of my great Qin imperial family!

Even if he never revealed his bloodline, his achievements alone are enough to make him the most solid pillar of Great Qin!

In addition to being proud, Ying Zheng also bowed to Wang Ying.

"I, on behalf of the head of the world, I would like to thank Marquis Chang'an!"

Wang Ying hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, and bowed his hands in return: "Your Majesty's praise!"

"The humble official is now an official in the Great Qin Dynasty!"

"Helping the head of Qin and Guizhou to have enough food is just the job of a humble official, and I can't afford His Majesty's approval."

Yan Zhengchu: (1_-)/

Yan Zhengchu was both pleasantly surprised and ashamed.

The same officials governing millet, how can there be such a big gap between people!

After Wang Ying made such a move, Yan Zhengchu was even ashamed to say that he had been in charge of millet management!

After calming down, Ying Zheng looked at Wang Ying pointedly.

"Did the Marquis of Chang'an open up this Qianluo Valley just to grow these potatoes?"

【Um?】

【Brother Zheng, what do you mean by this question?】

【Potato!】

【This is a potato!】

[Such a change is enough to send, you are still not satisfied? 】

【Or...Ying Zheng not only knows Qianlong Valley, but also knows what is in Qianlong Valley!】.