Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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The tip used this to fool him, this is bullying him Fang Jifan has never seen the world.

Fang Jifan was unmoved and just laughed.

But this smile was a bit intrusive, Xiaofei felt the pressure immediately, he knew in his heart that these 'babies' did not interest Fang Baihu, this person was young, but he was a man who had seen the world He said with a smile: "It is said that Fang Baihu is not in good health, and the villain even brought the ten-thousand-year-old ginseng produced in our country..."

After finishing speaking, he solemnly took out a silk package from his bosom, carefully opening the package as if treating a treasure, and said: "This ginseng has extremely powerful effects and can grow ten thousand Years, it is no small matter, it was bought by a villain with three hundred taels of gold, and I ask the adults of the hundred families to look at it."

This tip doesn't know, every time he said that he brought 10,000-year-old ginseng from the Western Regions, Fang Jifan felt that his IQ was lifted by him and thrown to the ground, and then stepped on 11,000 feet continuously.

But...Fang Jifan is also curious about what this so-called ten thousand year ginseng is.

When the layers of silk were uncovered, a gray object was revealed. Fang Jifan couldn't help but stared curiously, staring at this large, unremarkable object, but was stunned.

Tip squinted and carefully observed Fang Jifan's face.

Fang Jifan squinted his eyes, looking at the dark red 'ginseng', this... Where is ginseng, this is a scam!

Fang Jifan understood the trick of tipping. It was nothing more than taking something that Daming didn't have, using glass to pretend to be pearls and night pearls, and the so-called ginseng... was actually sweet potatoes.

But Fang Jifan gasped.

Grass holding...how could it be sweet potatoes!

This guy actually used sweet potatoes as ginseng, trying to deceive himself!

But the question is, shouldn't sweet potatoes be in America at this time? Such crops should have not been handed down during the Hongzhi period.

So, how did it appear in the hands of a foreign merchant? Could it be... Europeans have now discovered America, brought some crops back, and then they were bought by this big food merchant?

This... is not impossible.

Fang Jifan closed his eyes and tried hard to recall in his mind that it was the twelfth year of Hongzhi, that is to say, seven or eight years ago, Columbus had already traveled to America and arrived in San Salvador in Central America for the first time. Europe, then... could this sweet potato be brought back from San Salvador seven or eight years ago?

They brought sweet potatoes back to Europe, obviously not aware of the value of this thing, more often, just as a proof that they came from the New World, maybe they will plant sweet potatoes, but obviously, Europe must still have He did not regard it as a staple food, and even Fang Jifan felt that it might be just a foil to highlight the glory of the great voyage, and its function was only for viewing.

This tip is obviously the Ottomans. This empire spanning three continents blocked the Silk Road, but it will often contact Europeans, especially the Venetians, so it is not surprising that tip brought it to Ming Dynasty up.

His purpose is nothing more than to think that Ming Dynasty does not have this kind of thing, but precisely, although this sweet potato is dark red, its shape is similar to the ginseng that the Han people admire. The hat of the ten thousand year old ginseng can fool people.

Tip squinted his eyes and stared at Fang Jifan. He saw Fang Jifan's face was obviously strange, and he thought that Fang Jifan really thought it was an old ginseng from the Western Regions, so he beamed and said: "This product is from Ottoman. On the holy mountain, it is rare to see it in a hundred years, it is taken from the cliff, and it has been grown for thousands of years, and our people there call it King Shen..."

"Ah..." Fang Jifan stared intently at the sweet potato, and said, "It turns out that your country also has ginseng, I admire, admire."

Tip laughed, anyway, Ming people obviously don’t understand this thing, to be honest, he doesn’t know much about it either, it was received from a Venetian merchant, at the time he thought it was rare, never seen it before, and with Daming's ginseng has such a slight resemblance, isn't this just a good opportunity to find someone to take over?

Anyway, no one knows this thing, so of course I let myself be fooled!

The tip said: "This is natural. There is Korean ginseng in Korea. Why is there no ginseng in the Western Regions? Lord Baihu, in our place, only the royal family can enjoy this product. Its efficacy is unmatched by ordinary ginseng. It is comparable to immortals." Medicine is more powerful."

Fang Jifan felt that his heart was about to jump into his throat.

He doesn't want to pay attention to this big fool, his only thought now is that this thing is really more powerful than the immortal medicine. The fairy medicine can indeed prolong a person's life, but with this sweet potato, it can make hundreds of thousands of people live longer. Thousands of people survived.

Under the current conditions, ordinary rice can only harvest two stones of rice in a year, but on average, it is about 400 catties, and the yield of wheat in the north is not as good. Ten mu, and one mu can harvest more than one stone of wheat.” That is to say, a young and strong man can get more than two hundred catties of wheat from one mu of land. Therefore, if a family wants to maintain food and clothing, if it does not cultivate three Fifty acres of land, the few people in this family may not be able to feed themselves.

The rice yield in the south is higher, but it is limited, only four to five hundred catties. A family does not have ten acres of paddy fields, so it is impossible to survive.

Such an appallingly low yield, and with the onset of the Little Ice Age

With the arrival of the coming, how can it feed the tens of millions of people in Ming Dynasty? Ever since, refugees began to appear. With more and more refugees, under internal and external troubles, this huge empire will eventually collapse.

And now... there are sweet potatoes.

Fang Jifan thought that in his lifetime, he might be able to exhaust his life's efforts and organize a fleet to arrive in America to bring this treasure back, but he never imagined that with such luck, this Hu merchant actually brought it to him.

There is no place to find if you break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

The great thing about sweet potato is that it is not only rich in nutrition, but also can be used as a staple food. Most importantly, the yield per mu can reach 2,000 to 3,000 kilograms. From ten to thirty shi, its output is ten times that of rice in the south and twenty times that of wheat in the north.

This is an artifact. It used to be that ten or twenty mu of land could support a family, but now it only needs one or two mu of land. Naturally, the current varieties are definitely far inferior to the fine varieties of later generations, but as long as the yield can An increase of three to five times compared to the current rice and wheat is enough to shock the world and solve the most deadly problem of Ming Dynasty.

Scholars, farmers, businessmen, and scholars have a superior status. This is justifiable, but it is also justifiable that the peasants are ranked after business. It is by no means that the ancients really despised business. That’s all, when people can’t even eat enough to eat, to praise the so-called industry and commerce is itself a manifestation of being full. But it led to barren farmland and starvation everywhere. Such a dynasty could not survive even thirty years.

But now... this artifact appeared!

Fang Jifan tried his best to calm down his mood, and he had to behave quietly. After all, this is just a sweet potato. Whether it can germinate, whether it can be cultivated, and whether it can finally take root here is still early.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Jifan glanced at Hu Shang, and said, "This is the old ginseng of ten thousand years? Why do I feel that you are lying to me?"

Tip's heart suddenly trembled. In fact, he didn't know what it was. He only knew that the Venetian merchants planted it in the courtyard. They said it was a rare thing from thousands of miles away. It was originally presented to the king of Spain, and then the king rewarded it. Some people gave some to their subjects, and some people thought it was rare, so they cultivated it as an ornamental. The tip didn't pay attention to it at first, but the roots of this thing looked similar to the ginseng that the Han people respected, so before coming to Daming , he brought a lot, carefully sealed them in a brocade box, and covered them with oriental silk and satin, and placed them together with the 'night pearl' and ivory to create a luxurious atmosphere, such a toss , but it really feels like a thousand-year-old ginseng.

This is derived from the ingenious deceitful spirit of the Ottoman merchants, pay attention to it!

Fang Jifan held back his beating heart, let out a breath, and asked, "Only this one?"

In fact, the tip brought a total of hundreds of them. It’s not too much anyway. The so-called life-prolonging things, as long as they don’t kill people, they can’t be verified on the spot. It's just that along the way, most of the sweet potatoes either germinated halfway, and they were afraid they couldn't be faked, so they were all thrown into the sea, or they were moldy, and there was only this one left.

In fact, even if he still has it, it must have been bitten to death. There is only this one, the ten thousand-year-old ginseng.

So he nodded resolutely and said: "This thing is rare to see in a hundred years, and there is only one."

"My young master wants it, and you want to do something? This is easy to say!" Fang Jifan is very honest. To Fang Jifan, this gift is more valuable than gold ten thousand taels, and a house full of ten thousand old ginseng. Let Fang Jifan do favoritism, even if Fang Jifan set Zhu Houzhao's Zhan Shifu on fire, he would be happy.

"Deng Jian..." Fang Jifan called out.

Hearing Fang Jifan's voice, Deng Jian rushed in from the outside: "The villain is here."

Fang Jifan said: "Lead him to find Steward Yang, ask Steward Yang to write a book for my father, and do something. But..." Fang Jifan looked at Xiao Fei with a thief: "As for whether the matter can be done, that's not a question. Well, as you know, my father... is a very decent person."

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