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Improve the environment...and increase food production!?

Hearing Zhao Tuo's words, Meng Yi and the others were shocked.

On Zhao Tuo's side, he didn't say anything more.

"Want to know? ~ Go, follow me back to the palace!

As soon as he arrived in the palace, Zhao Tuo ordered Ying Zheng to be taken lightly.

In addition to Ying Zheng, there are also some craftsmen who will be the young mansion, standing on the side of the hall to listen.

"That's probably the case, so today, I want to find my father and everyone to discuss the issue of improving the sanitary environment in Daqin City. 55

Everyone nodded.

Ying Zheng asked impatiently, "Tuo'er, tell me what method you're thinking of, and why it can increase grain production?"

"There is no connection between the environment of the Ming county and the harvest of the dealers in the county below. 39

"Yes, Your Majesty, ministers and others are also deeply puzzled." Meng Yi and others also echoed.

Zhao Tuo smiled slightly and said, "Father, everyone, everyone must have read the newspapers? Do you have a section about farming?"

"This………"

Everyone looked at each other, obviously not paying attention.

Zhao Tuo rubbed his brows and explained, "I wrote in the newspaper that although human excrement is filthy, it is indeed a treasure for the land of the banker."

"As long as it is handled properly, these filth can be turned into treasures, providing fertility for the growth of crops and making them grow more lush."

"There's such a use!?" Ying Zheng and the others' eyes widened after hearing Zhao Tuo's words.

"..."

Seeing everyone's appearance, Zhao Tuo sighed again.

In today's Daqin, farming is still in the most primitive era of slash-and-burn farming.

The wasteland was cleared, the land was planted, and then it was thrown aside.

The rest is to let the crops grow naturally, as for what they look like... it's up to fate.

In their impression, the way to make next year's crops grow better is to burn what is left after harvesting this year's crops.

As for fertilizers...

Excuse me, what is fertilizer?

It is said that the grain output of Daqin is low.

How can such a high land go?

"So... Tuoer, the method you mentioned is related to this excrement? Ying Zheng asked tentatively.

"That's right!" Zhao Tuo nodded.

"The place where the excrement is concentrated, I call it a septic tank."

"Although this septic tank sounds extremely indecent, in fact, if it is popularized, the impact on Da Qin will be no less than that of cement.

No less than cement...

Everyone couldn't help looking at each other.

They can all see how much change cement has brought to Da Qin.

But think about it, if this septic tank can turn excrement into fertilizer that is beneficial to the growth of crops, it is indeed a big deal!

Zhao Tuo continued: “The function of this septic tank is to deposit excrement and sewage from life.95

“After settling in this septic tank, the discharged wastewater is less dirty and less flies.99

"The most important thing is that these wastes are extremely fertile, and there is not much use at all. A septic tank for centralized wastewater treatment in a county is enough to benefit all surrounding villages!

Everyone nodded.

But just when Ying Zheng and the others were still listening, Feng Quji suddenly said:

"Your Majesty, please take courage, but I don't know if this septic tank has anything to do with solving the problem of first punishing the environment and renovating the water channel... oh, it's the sewers, what does it have to do with it? 39

"Good question, if you don't say we're putting the cart before the horse." Zhao Tuo touched his nose awkwardly.

If it wasn't for Feng Quji's words just now, he opened the chat box and almost went to solve some problems.

"Cough, tell me the connection, come here, bring the map of Zhang Xianyang City!"

"Here!""

Soon, the eunuch in the palace presented a map of Xianyang City.

"Father, everyone, look.

Zhao Tuo drew a big circle outside Xianyang City.

"If a septic tank is to be built, it can only be built outside the city because of its danger and particularity."

"And the sewer I just mentioned is the sewage system that connects the city and the septic tank. Well, it's the same as the drainage channel, but the sewers are to discharge excrement and domestic sewage, so I can understand. ?""

Everyone nodded.

Zhao Tuo continued: "Because the discharge is sewage, this pipe needs to be buried underground. As for the operation method, I also have here..."

Today's Daqin already has cement.

Therefore, it is not a big problem to manufacture cement pipes for sewage treatment.

As long as the route presets and the infrastructure are done, the rest is to dig the pipes under the ground.

As Zhao Tuo spoke, he sketched on the map.

After a short while, the chapter covers the route map of sewage pipelines in most of the prosperous areas of Xianyang City, and it has already taken shape.

"Well, that's about it. The rest just need to make some sanitation facilities that are more conducive to people's relief, and connect the sewage pipes, and the problem will be solved."

Until Zhao Tuo finished speaking, everyone's thoughts hadn't reacted.

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Yup……

Bury a pipe underneath, and let the excrement and sewage go directly through the pipe...why didn't they think of it before?

Oh, yes, Daqin had no cement before.

"Wonderful! It's really wonderful!" Ying Zheng obviously gave a high degree of affirmation to the method proposed by Zhao Tuo.

Just in case, Zhao Tuo added again: "By the way, don't make it so anti-human in the place to relieve the hand, this is the main reason why people excrete everywhere!

"I know, Your Majesty..."

Northern Xinjiang, 300,000 Qin army camps.

Now that the Xiongnu affliction has been completely relieved, there is a lively and peaceful atmosphere in the camp.

The soldiers surrounded the bonfire one by one, blowing arrogantly and nibbling on pot helmets, but they also had smiles in their eyes.

However, in the big tent at this time, Meng Tian frowned and looked worried.

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"Nephew Wenming, how is your injury?"

Civilization, the word of Wang Li.

Because he had a very good personal relationship with Meng Tian, ​​Meng Tian called Wang Li that way in private.

Wang Li was lying on the bed, his face pale, a little cold sweat oozing out of his head, and his body exuded an amazing amount of heat.

I have a fever!

For people of this era, a fever is definitely a terrible thing.

Wang Li reluctantly held up a smile and replied, "Don't worry, Uncle Meng, the minor injury will be fine."

"Small wound? Look how bad your wounds are!

Meng Tian looked sad.

Looking at the arrow wound on Wang Li's shoulder, not only did it not scab over after a few days, but it got worse.

The flesh around the wound was completely yellow and swollen, the transparent tissue fluid leaked out, and there was also a stench.

The wound is inflamed!

"Damn the Huns, it's their vile tricks again!

Meng Tian could not wait to dig out that guy Mo Dun and chop it up again.

Wounds like this were not uncommon for him.

In order to increase the casualties of their Qin army, these Huns often smeared the arrows with golden juice, that is, excrement.

And once hit by such an arrow, even if the wounds are treated in time, eight out of ten wounds will be extremely deteriorated.

And those soldiers whose wounds have deteriorated, those who have injured limbs can still have their limbs amputated to save their lives.

But someone like Wang Li was hit in the torso...

"Nephew Civilization, you must persevere!"

Meng Tian grabbed Wang Li's hand tightly.

"Tomorrow morning, you and I will be able to lead the army back to Xianyang to return to life."

"When the time comes, Your Majesty will definitely have a way to save you! 35+.