Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Raw sweet potatoes are edible.

The taste is crisp with a sweet taste.

Kaba Kaba, now that it has been imported, Zhang Mao chewed it carefully, the taste...is not bad.

But...it tastes like...this is fruit?

If an acre of land can grow thirty stones of fruit, that would be good.

The only downside, it seems that it cannot be used as a staple food.

just now...

Thirty stones... When Zhang Mao thought of this number, his heart jumped wildly, and the anger just now was thrown away in the blink of an eye.

Fang Jifan seemed to see what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "Shibo, the most interesting thing about this sweet potato is that it can be eaten not only raw, but also cooked. If you mix it with rice porridge, it can satisfy your hunger." .”

Can satisfy hunger?

Zhang Mao is a straightforward rough person, his eyes light up when he hears it.

In this way, wouldn't it be... Could it be used as supplementary food?

If that's the case... the sweet potato yield of 30 shi per mu means... Zhang Mao was stunned.

Although he is a general, how could he not know the importance of food? Food is the root of life, a life-saving elixir! In this era, the consequences of any famine caused by a little bit are extremely huge.

Of course, Fang Jifan knew better than Zhang Mao what food meant in this era of low productivity. People in later generations praised and admired it the most, and it was known as the richest Song Dynasty in history. In its Song history, there are still countless records of "every year is hungry, people eat each other".

And in Daming, with the arrival of the Little Ice Age, a large number of natural disasters began to appear, not to mention.

The great thing about this sweet potato is that it does not completely replace the staple food. It is eaten all year round. In fact, it is no different from eating yellow rice. Its importance lies in that it can keep people alive in the event of a famine, even in the In a good year, it is enough to replace part of the staple food with this sweet potato.

With the current land and population of Daming, with this, the problem of hunger can be completely solved, not to mention that he still has potatoes in his hand? Potatoes are the real magic weapon, because they can completely replace the staple food.

Without solving hunger, Fang Jifan's historical knowledge is actually completely useless. It is a joke to completely break the structure of scholars, farmers, and businessmen. After studying a lot of Ming history, I don't see it that way.

Because this involves the relationship between the chicken and the egg, and the chicken and the egg. In the era of Confucius, Confucianism did not deliberately discriminate against merchants, and basically treated them equally. But later, why did they start to favor business and agriculture?

In fact, it is nothing more than the idea of ​​light business developed by the dominant Confucianists according to the needs of the rulers.

The fact that the rulers favor business is not because they discriminate against merchants by nature. In essence, once commerce rises, a large number of people are bound to engage in business, and countless people work for merchants. With the continuous increase of the population, the carrying land has not yet increased. To feed more people, a large number of people must be required to intensively cultivate the land. Otherwise, when a famine comes, there will be flames of war.

In fact, this is the case in this era. Even Europe in the Middle Ages was not much better. Under the circumstances of low agricultural production, their cities were small and pitiful. It was not until potatoes and sweet potatoes were introduced to Europe that a large number of laborers came from The farmland was freed and poured into the city, so that later, when the food problem was solved, the nobles simply changed the farmland into pastures and raised sheep to obtain wool in order to develop industry and commerce and obtain higher profits. To weave.

Just imagine, if there is no large increase in food production caused by potatoes and sweet potatoes, which basically solves the problem of hunger, which idiot would turn this great farmland into a sheepfold?

Any theory has its basis in reality, and it is absolutely impossible for someone to think of it suddenly, and the whole world accepts it willingly.

Therefore, without solving the problem that the people depend on food, the problem of the scholars, farmers, businessmen, and businessmen will never be solved.

Of course, it is impossible for Zhang Mao to think as far-reachingly as Fang Jifan, but Fang Jifan's words have already convinced him. After practicing it himself, he doesn't understand anything else, only understands that this thing can be eaten, and it can also relieve hunger. Also productive.

At this moment, he stared at Fang Jifan, panting heavily, as if he still felt that Fang Jifan's credit value was not high, so he turned his neck, gave Zhang Xin a murderous look, and spit out two words: "Yes ?"

Maybe Zhang Xin didn’t have much self-confidence when asked about other things, but once he asked about farming, Zhang Xin calmed down even when facing his father, and he said firmly: “Yes, this sweet potato porridge, my son eats it. However, it tastes good and can really satisfy your hunger.”

"..."

This time, Zhang Mao was silent.

My son is not very obedient recently, but he is still believable, at least much more believable than that kid who doesn't know what a face is.

Zhang Mao is usually a talkative person, but now, he suddenly kept silent.

He stood still, motionless.

Fang Jifan was frightened, nothing will happen, don't do anything wrong, so he hurriedly called out: "Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi..."

Zhang Mao is like a sculpture, still motionless.

Fang Jifan stretched out a finger in amazement, trying to put it under Zhang Mao's nose.

And gas.

Only then did Zhang Mao's eyeballs turn, and then, this big hand like a cattail fan slapped Fang Jifan's shoulder hard.

Fang Jifan trembled and turned around to run, but Zhang Mao put his arms around his shoulders!

At this moment, Zhang Mao suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Haha...haha... Nephew, my old Zhang knew that you were promising from what I said a long time ago. It's amazing, young Yingjie, I Zhang Mao I have never misjudged anyone, but you don’t know, when I saw you when you were still a baby, how did I tell your father the first sentence? Do you know?”

Fang Jifan's heart fluttered, he just shook his head.

Zhang Mao laughed loudly and said: "I said, I saw that you have seven colors faintly on your body. This is a sign of great nobility. In the future, your old Fang family will have to rely on you."

Fang Jifan was terrified, shook his head like a rattle and said: "Don't dare, don't dare, colorful light, colorful words, it's too presumptuous, too presumptuous."

The seven colors are too advanced. In this era, there are only seven colors, and the seven colors of light are only emitted by the emperor.

So Fang Jifan said firmly: "It's better to be colorful. If it is colorful, my nephew will feel more at ease."

Zhang Mao could not wait to slap his thigh: "Yes, that's five colors, it's really amazing, do you know how many people you have to save..."

Fang Jifan said with a frightened face: "I don't think there are too many colors."

But Zhang Mao laughed: "Don't worry about it. In short, your contribution this time is not small, and there are countless survivors. Let's go, the old man will show you the merit."

"Wait a minute!" Fang Jifan said: "Actually, the one who has contributed a lot this time is Deputy Zhang Baihu."

When Zhang Mao heard this, he was stunned.

He is self-aware of his son's urination, and he is honest, but can he come up with such a thing?

He looked at Zhang Xin suspiciously, but Zhang Xin seemed at a loss.

Fang Jifan said very seriously: "If it wasn't for the devotion of the deputy hundred households to take care of the sweet potatoes every day with the garrison, and my nephew said something that shouldn't be said, if I want to produce 30 shi per mu, I'm afraid it will take several years to delay planting. After coming out, Deputy Zhang Baihu has both credit and hard work, so my nephew naturally deserves to show his credit, but Deputy Zhang Baihu and the people in the village also have to contribute."

There is one thing to say, this point, Fang Jifan is still very kind, after all, he only pointed out the direction and provided the seedlings, but other things, ashamed to say, he really didn't make any achievements.

Zhang Mao was shocked, and looked at Zhang Xin in disbelief.

Looking at Zhang Xin's ragged appearance in the past, he thought he hated it, but now, Zhang Mao was completely shocked! This is a great achievement... a great achievement...

My son also has a great contribution!

Zhang Mao's real eyes lit up, and he even suddenly felt his eyes were a little moist. Damn, my son was able to make such a contribution in farming, and tears burst into tears in an instant...

Immediately, he stretched out his hand and slapped his old face hard: "Xin'er, dad is really blind, blind..."

It was the first time Zhang Xin saw his father like this, usually he would scold him or beat him violently, but now he is not used to it.

Zhang Mao then laughed wildly again: "Very good, what did I say at the beginning..."

Zhang Mao then turned around,

"Don't forget about it!" Fang Jifan couldn't help but wanted to cry. Besides, I, Fang Jifan, almost killed the white snake. When I came out of the womb, there was a dragon hovering in the sky. I beg Shibo, give me a way out, I am still a child Ah: "Announcement, good news is important."

"Wait a minute." Wiping away his tears, Zhang Mao sighed endlessly. He pulled Fang Jifan aside and looked at Fang Jifan deeply.

Zhang Mao thought to himself, this is nephew Fang Xian deliberately wanting to give his son a share of the credit. Hey, how did you say it at the beginning, this Jifan himself saw at first glance that he was a conscientious person. However, since You have a conscience, old man...

He squinted his eyes, then lowered his voice and said: "Thirty stones, it's less, anyway, it's not short of one or two stones, isn't it? For the good news, I have to pick something nice to say, a few more stones, it sounds good, and this majesty is even more delighted. I don't even care about getting into it, even if it is necessary to check, who cares about the extra few shi? It's better to have the odds and the whole, listen to the old man, my nephew, and give me thirty-six and a half shi."

Fang Jifan’s heart trembled, uh, I’ve already made a false report, the original twenty-six shi, but now it’s 30 shi, if you add more, something will happen!

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