Chapter 100 Sweet potato? There is such a thing?

Ying Zheng looked at the dozen potatoes growing at the roots of the plant under his feet, and his heart was shocked again!
It turns out that it was not rice that changed the situation of famine in the Qin Dynasty, but potatoes that produced 5,500 kilograms per acre!
That’s right, the food that Dong Zhongshu said could save the Qin Dynasty was not the rice he had just seen, but the potato miracle before him!
Although the rice yield is only more than 2,000 kilograms per mu, it is a major breakthrough in agricultural crops and is rich in nutrients.

But if Ying Zheng was not mistaken, the rice field at the foot of the mountain should be a paddy field.

This means that the conditions for growing rice are more stringent, requiring flat land and sufficient water.

Although there is no shortage of such land in Daqin, it is impossible to make rice production popular among every household in a short period of time.

However, potatoes are different.

It can thrive in such mountains and bear fruit even in places with little water or sunlight.

The only difference is the amount of output!

Add to that the farm manure that people are scrambling for, how many potatoes can the fertile land produce?

Production is bound to soar!
This is the key to making the final decision and completely changing the current hunger situation of the people of Qin within a year!
No wonder, no wonder Dong Zhongshu wanted to keep it a secret!

Once something like this is leaked, it will cause earth-shaking changes!
No wonder, when I asked Dong Zhongshu if he had crop seeds that could produce a yield of 1,000 kilograms per mu, he first nodded and then shook his head!

He nodded because I guessed the general direction correctly and expressed his approval of my insight!

He shook his head because I guessed wrong, no, to be more precise, I guessed too little!
He is secretly laughing at me! But can I be blamed for this?
The Qin Dynasty is currently in an era where the yield per mu is 200 to 300 kilograms. Wouldn't it be too much for me to suddenly guess that the yield of crops per mu is over 1,000 kilograms?
I am the emperor!

I am the emperor who sent thousands of people and spent decades searching for seeds for new crops!

I have turned almost every inch of the land of the Great Qin upside down, just to find a glimmer of hope.

However, there is not a single seed in the West that can replace our food.

Now you tell me that there is a kind of rice that has a yield of up to 2,700 kilograms per mu and is extremely nutritious?
This rice can not only be used as a staple food, it also has medicinal effects. Its effectiveness is comparable to the elixir of life I once took?
How could I not be shocked?
Just when I thought I had the answer, I discovered that rice was just an appetizer.
Following closely behind is potatoes, which produce 5,500 kilograms per mu!
This is simply unbelievable!
Dong Zhongshu, oh Dong Zhongshu, you are such a bad guy!
He must have been hiding and laughing at me, looking at me with a sly smile on his face, saying something like "The Thirteenth Young Master is always beyond my imagination."

again and again.

I also boasted that I was the strongest in the world and that the Thirteenth Young Master was like a god descended from heaven.

Is this a little bit strong?

This is simply too powerful!
At that time, Dong Zhongshu was definitely holding back his laughter, waiting to see my show!
If I were just a commoner, it would be fine, but as a ruler like me, one day I will have to ascend the throne again and face the gaze of all officials!

If Dong Zhongshu saw how embarrassed I was, wouldn’t I become his laughing stock?

No, I must find an excuse to get rid of him when I go back. I cannot let someone who knows how stupid I was in the past stay with me.

Dong Zhongshu, you have added drama to yourself for no apparent reason.

call--

Ying Zheng took a deep breath, and the shock in his heart had largely subsided.

But there was still a part of him that was hard to calm down, because he had witnessed with his own eyes Xiao Shisan's big plan and the miraculous high-yield crops on this land.

Next, he must seriously consider the impact of these changes.

Also, Xiao Shisan is too careless.

How can such a precious treasure be guarded by only so few people?

What if a thief sneaks in and leaks the secret?
Well, I have to write a letter to Wang Jian and ask him to dispatch 50,000 troops to defend the city.

In fact, Ying Zheng was worrying too much.

Two months ago, this place was indeed surrounded by Wang Ben's army.

But now, two months have passed, the first batch of seeds has matured, and by the time 700,000 people plant the second batch, the secret can no longer be kept.

But they have the advantage of time, and even if someone finds out, they won't have time to react.

Furthermore, Wang Ben had been sent by Ying Heng to hunt down Xiang Yu's rebels, so there were indeed fewer people now.

Otherwise, if Ying Zheng wanted to enter, he would have to go through many checkpoints and would be exposed if he was not careful.

Ying Zheng decided that he would order Wang Jian to send 50,000 troops to garrison.

Apart from this, he had no other business here.

In fact, Ying Zheng wanted to ask for a few potatoes to eat on the road, but he couldn't say it, otherwise the secret would be revealed.

Now, let's get back to the main storyline.

After pondering for a moment, he remembered that Dong Zhongshu was about to visit and decided it would be better to leave as soon as possible.

He planned to go east and personally check on the people's livelihood in Jiangzheng County to see how the people were doing.

After all, there is always a slight gap between the outside world and the prosperous Xianyang.

He was worried about whether the brave and fearless Famine who fought on the battlefield was safe and sound.

So, Qin Shihuang spoke slowly.

"In that case, Commander Xuanwu, if there is no other urgent business, let us return to the palace to report."

Xuanwu was slightly startled. Are they leaving so soon?

That’s right, having just been promoted to the late Grandmaster stage, he really needs to consolidate his cultivation, and he can’t let anyone calm down the surging true energy in his body at will on the road.

He nodded in understanding and said with a smile:

"Well, if you have something urgent to do and need to return quickly, then let's do this."

"We'll come back another day to look at the remaining sweet potatoes. They're still small now, and haven't reached full maturity yet."

Emperor Qin Shihuang:?
sweet potato?
What is this?
There is another one?
When Ying Zheng heard Xuanwu's words, his body instantly stiffened there, like a sculpture.

He slowly, slowly and painfully turned his head and stared at Xuanwu expressionlessly.

He spoke word by word: "Sweet potato, huh? Let's go and have a look."

While Ying Zheng was speaking, he was trying his best to suppress the strong urge of destruction deep in his heart.

However, no matter how hard he tried to suppress it, the raging waves in his heart were difficult to contain, like a giant dragon surging under the river. Before it broke out of the river, it had already stirred up huge waves under the water, which could overturn the entire river at any time.

Ordinary people may not be able to detect this sign that the true energy is about to explode.

But Xuanwu, the senior grandmaster, is good at defense and concealment, and is extremely sensitive to the subtle changes in true energy.

He vaguely felt that Ying Zheng's condition was like a precursor to becoming possessed.

"No, you can't go see it."

"You must stop and regulate your breathing immediately in your current condition. Otherwise, if something goes wrong with a genius like you, how can I explain to the adults?"

“Let’s regulate our breathing first.”

However, before Xuanwu could finish his words, Ying Zheng interrupted him firmly: "I said, I want to see it, you don't have to worry about the rest."

Xuanwu saw that Ying Zheng's eyes and tone revealed an unprecedented firmness and solemnity.

He is serious.
Xuanwu was suddenly shocked.

Despite your physical condition, you still insist on going?

What kind of professionalism is this?
(End of this chapter)