Datang: Showdown, your father and I are Li Shimin

Chapter 37

"Master Li, what's the result?" Empress Changsun looked at Li Ze with concern and asked.

Li Ze closed his eyes, carefully feeling every pulse of Empress Changsun with his hands.

During this period of time, under the abundant herbal conditioning and sufficient nutritional supplements, the chickenpox on the faces of Empress Changsun and Li Ze also disappeared.

The vaccinia vaccine is almost fully effective.

Li Ze was thinking to himself, when suddenly a mechanical notification sound came from his ear.

"Ding~ The vaccine in the patient's body has begun to take effect, and he has gained [-] reputation points."

The sudden sound frightened Li Ze to open his eyes suddenly, and Empress Changsun panicked when she noticed the strange expression on Li Ze's face.

"Miraculous Doctor Li...you are..." Empress Changsun hesitated to speak, her heart beating rapidly.

I was tense and overwhelmed for a while.

After a few breaths, Li Ze finally recovered, and said with a pleasant face, "Congratulations, Empress, the vaccine has taken effect, and now we can move freely among the patients!"

The vaccine is finally working.

The haze on Empress Changsun's face was also swept away. According to what Li Ze told her before, as long as the vaccine takes effect, antibodies against smallpox will be produced in the body.

It also permanently gets rid of the possibility of smallpox infection.

The vaccine reaction on Li Ze's body has completely disappeared, so it doesn't matter if he comes into contact with critically ill patients in the future.

Just when Li Ze was about to get up, a person came into the room carrying two bowls of gruel: "Empress, Doctor Li, and have lunch."

The peasant woman placed [-] pieces of porridge and two pieces of cooking cakes on the table. Li Ze grabbed the porridge bowl and cooking cakes and walked out the door.

"According to the current way of eating, how long will the first batch of disaster relief food allocated by the imperial court last?" Li Ze took a bite of the cake made of coarse noodles, and chewed it for a long time before swallowing it.

It seems that the catering in Tang Dynasty must be improved. This stuff is even harder than the biscuits I used to make myself.

Too much time!

After chewing for a long time, Li Ze couldn't help feeling a pain in his cheek.

The farmer who delivered the food muttered a few words, and then said: "According to the current progress, it can be eaten for more than ten days."

More than ten days...

Li Ze silently grasped the dry pancake in his hand, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

For more than ten days, it was still such an extremely economical way of eating.

If you have been relying on the imperial court to allocate disaster relief food, you will have to sit and eat sooner or later.

"What is the annual yield of millet and wheat in our village?" Li Ze turned to look at the farmland and some wasteland outside the village.

The woman recalled roughly, and then immediately replied: "About a stone."

"One stone?" Li Ze raised his eyebrows in surprise.

I'm afraid I don't have enough food left over from the grain yield of one stone per mu.

At this time, Li Ze suddenly had a thought, and the exchange panel of the system appeared in front of his eyes.

Until now, Li Ze has not figured out what the price of these things on the exchange page is based on.

Some things that are very cheap in later generations are expensive here.

But some things that are expensive to die in later generations are very cheap in the system.

Li Ze clasped his hands behind his back silently, and then the brilliance flashed, and a piece of potato and a corn cob appeared in Li Ze's hands.

"This thing, I said that its yield per mu can reach about ten stones, are you willing to plant it?" Li Ze took out a corn cob first.

"How much?" The peasant woman thought she hadn't heard clearly, so she asked again.

Li Ze replied firmly and seriously: "Ten stones!"

At the same time, the corn was given to the peasant woman.

"Ten stones?" the peasant woman exclaimed and immediately took the corn cobs.

With trembling hands, he stroked the full corn kernels.

The peasant woman looked at the mouth of the corn carefully and murmured excitedly: "Ten stones... ten stones... If this thing can really produce ten stones per mu, wouldn't my children have to worry about not being full anymore... ...Will no one starve to death in the world..."

"What's the name of this thing? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Li Ze frowned and looked at the curious peasant woman and couldn't help but think to himself: Of course you haven't seen this thing before.

According to more reliable records, corn seems to have been introduced to China only in the Ming Dynasty. If you have seen it, you must be a ghost.

Moreover, the highest yield per mu of corn reached [-] jin, so the ten shi given was a compromise figure.

"This thing is called corn. It is reasonable to say that the yield of this thing is more than ten stones per mu. If it is planted properly, it may be higher, but I am not sure if the soil here is suitable for planting." Li Ze didn't care about the surprised eyes of the peasant woman. Then he took out the potatoes.

"This thing is called a potato. If it is planted properly, the yield per mu can reach up to [-] shi." Li Ze swung his other hand and took out another potato.

Naturally, this thing was introduced to China in the Ming Dynasty.

Yield per mu is more exaggerated than corn.

It seems that these things buried in the soil are always more productive than those growing outside.

Hybrid rice is an exception.

It is said that the highest yield of potatoes per mu can reach [-] catties, but it is not known whether it is true or not.

But in ancient times, when there was no chemical fertilizer, Li Ze did not say too much about the output.

Basically, they gave them a compromise result.

Not long after Li Ze finished speaking, there was a sound of something breaking from behind him.

"Snapped!"

Li Ze turned around abruptly, only to see that the Empress stayed where she was.

The porridge bowl in his hand also shattered into pieces on the ground, and the soup and porridge splashed all over the floor.

Seeing Li Ze turn around, the empress asked involuntarily, "Fifty shi? Miracle doctor Li... Are you serious?"

Li Ze was also taken aback by the queen's reaction.

"The yield of [-] shi per mu needs to be carefully taken care of, and the crops are basically grown depending on the weather. If the weather is good, there may be a little more, but I don't know if the land here is suitable for growing potatoes." Li Ze bowed slightly to the queen. bowed.

After all, in front of the mother of the country, it is better to be cautious when speaking.

In ancient times, the emperor and empress were the law. If you accidentally said something wrong, you will be labeled as a bully, and your time travel journey will be gone.

However, after hearing this, Empress Changsun trembled with excitement.

"Did you hurt the Empress just now?" Li Ze looked at Empress Changsun's hand with concern, there seemed to be no signs of burns or scratches.

However, the empress was still in a state of astonishment to the point of stupor.

The peasant woman beside Li Ze finally recovered from her long period of daze. Seeing the broken porcelain pieces and porridge on the ground, she quickly bowed and said, "I'll give the empress a bowl instead."

Before the peasant woman could turn around and leave, the queen suddenly said, "It doesn't matter if I'm hungry. What Dr. Li said just now is a big matter for the people of Tang Dynasty!"

Fifty shi per mu, not to mention fifty, as long as there is an output of [-] shi, it would be a great thing for Datang.

As long as there is sufficient food, any problems in Datang can be easily solved.

As the empress of a country, the eldest grandson Wugou naturally knows the importance of food to a country.

The eldest grandson Wugou didn't intend to ask Li Ze about the source of these things at all. He just asked excitedly with tears in his eyes: "Ze'er, does this thing have enough seeds to plant an acre?"

(End of this chapter)