I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

"Long live, long live the emperor!"

There was another cheer in an instant.

After everyone quieted down again, the old man looked at Shennong uncle Lao Yao who was standing in the corner.

"Uncle Shen Nong, these rice plants cannot be used as seeds!"

Lao Yao hurriedly stepped forward and replied: "Your Majesty, the seeds of hybrid rice need to be re-equipped every year. The rice produced can only be eaten and cannot be used as seeds for the next year."

The old man nodded. Although he couldn't understand why this happened, he didn't care about it, as long as the people below knew it.

"Natsuhara Yoshi!"

"The minister is here!"

"Don't put these hybrid rice in the warehouse, distribute it to everyone present, and let the common people taste the taste of the new rice."

"The minister obeys the order!"

Although Xia Yuanji had some heartache, he was not as determined as Yang Shiqi.

Besides, now the imperial court is not short of money or food, as long as the emperor is happy, it doesn't matter if there is more or less.

As the news spread, the people cheered again.

The old man stood on the stage, waved his hands at the people, jumped off the stage to pick up some potatoes, told the guards to guard them, and then took Zhu Pangpang and his wife, as well as Zheng He, back to the palace.

No sleep tonight or morning.

There are laughter and firecrackers and fireworks everywhere.

And Qinhuai River, the largest gold-selling cave in Jinling, is brightly lit and crowded with people.

Laughter and the sound of drums kept coming from the boats and boats of the painting boats, and the singer's singing continued all night long.

It was midnight now, and the old man still didn't feel any sleepiness, and set up a brazier at the door of Shang's study with great vigor.

He took out the potatoes and placed them on top. While waiting for the potatoes to be cooked, the old man and Zhu Pangpang, who was sitting next to him, listened to Zheng He telling stories about the sea.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness, please look here!"

Holding a chart in his hand, Zheng He said excitedly while gesticulating: "These two continents can be said to be very fertile. Their area is estimated to be larger than that of our Ming Dynasty. The abundance of products on them dazzles me."

"more importantly…"

Zheng He took a deep breath, looked at the two and whispered.

"These two vast continents are still inhabited by ignorant natives."

The old man's breathing was a little short, and his eyes were fixed on the two continents, with a look of greed in them.

But then looking at the far distance, he sighed helplessly.

These two continents are too far away from Da Ming. To control them, Da Ming will spend countless manpower and material resources, and there is no guarantee that there will be troubles in the later stage.

Once something goes wrong here, it will be very difficult for Da Ming to rescue him, and Da Ming may not be able to control even the slightest setback.

What's more, he is getting older now, his body is getting worse every day, and some things are really powerless.

Stretching out his hand to touch the two continents on the chart, the old man's eyes were full of reluctance.

"Boss, these two pieces of land will be handed over to you and the brat. When you go down later, if you don't take these two pieces of land, don't blame dad for whipping you."

Zhu Pangpang, who was also looking at the chart, had a bitter face.

It's a little embarrassing.

Anyway, he couldn't do it, so it probably depends on his son's ability.

In the following time, Zheng He talked about some things in Western countries, focusing on the situation in the local countries.

After listening to Zheng He's narration, the old man narrowed his eyes and made an evaluation.

"There are so many countries in such a small land

, if there is no monarch like the first emperor to unify the world, I am afraid that there will be endless wars in that place in the future. "

Both Zheng He and Zhu Pangpang agreed with this.

One of the two is in the army, and the other is the future heir of the country. No matter how you look at it, the West will definitely have frequent wars in the future.

"Father, the potatoes are ripe!"

Since the grandson was still in school, and the other grandsons and daughter-in-laws were all in Peking, Zhang couldn't sleep in the East Palace by himself, so he came over to serve the three of them.

The three of them were chatting just now, and it was not easy for her to interrupt as a woman, so she took care of those baked potatoes for the old man.

As the fire roasted, the aroma of the potatoes became stronger and stronger. Mrs. Zhang took out one and squeezed it. After confirming that it was cooked, she peeled off the skin and handed it to the old man.

"Thanks for your hard work, boss daughter-in-law!"

Mrs. Zhang smiled slightly, said that she should, and began to put the remaining potatoes on the plate, and handed them to her husband and Zheng He.

"Thank you princess!"

Picking up the fragrant potato and taking a bite, the old man squinted his eyes and chewed carefully, savoring the sweetness that he had never enjoyed before.

This sweetness does not come from potatoes, but from the happiness that Ming's descendants are no longer hungry, and the satisfying sweetness that future generations can have enough to eat.

"Three Treasures, this potato tastes very good, the yield is very high, and it is very convenient to grow. I don't know if there are any shortcomings!"

After eating a potato, the old man took the tea from his daughter-in-law to moisten his throat, and suddenly remembered that such a good food, would there be any shortcomings?

Zheng He, who was sipping hot food on the side, quickly put down the half-eaten potato in his hand, wiped his mouth and replied straight.

"Return to Your Majesty, potatoes do have some shortcomings!"

As soon as this remark came out, the three people beside the brazier became nervous.

This food is related to the future of Daming. If there are any major shortcomings, it will be a hidden risk for Daming.

Seeing the nervous expressions of the three, Zheng He realized that he had said something wrong, and quickly explained.

"These shortcomings are not a problem with the food itself, but that it consumes a lot of land."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly urged Zheng He to continue.

Picking up an unbaked potato, Zheng He said seriously to the old man and the three: "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince, and the Crown Princess, although this potato is high-yield, it consumes the land itself, and every output is a waste of the land. consumption."

"That's why potatoes can only be grown for one season. If you want to plant them again, you have to let the land rest for two or three years and recover your strength before you can continue planting."

Seeing that the three wanted to ask questions, Zheng He motioned for the three to listen to him first.

Seeing this, the three waited silently.

"According to the research of Chen and Uncle Shen Nong, as well as the information given by His Highness, we found that if we want to maintain a high yield of potatoes, we need to plant a season of potatoes of each kind, and we need to plant soybeans for 2 to 3 years, and let the land that has grown potatoes rest for two years. , add nutrients."

"It's like us eating. After doing heavy work, you have to eat to supplement. If you don't supplement, you will be exhausted just by working."

"And in order to keep enough other food, our suggestion is to plant 10 acres of land, three acres of potatoes, and then replace the other three acres in the second year, and replace the last three acres in the third year, so that the rotation is exactly one round."

"It can not only maintain the output of potatoes, but also ensure that other food supplies will not be cut off, and it can also restore the land."

Hearing such a simple metaphor, the three of them gradually understood, and at the same time felt very normal in their hearts.

Such a high-yield auspicious food, if they don't pay a price, they really can't believe it.

Sure enough, it is the causal cycle of the five elements of heaven and earth. To gain something, you must pay, which is in line with the way of heaven and earth.

"Also, if the potatoes have green sprouts on them, people can no longer eat them."

"Because green and sprouting potatoes, due to some special reasons, a toxin will be produced inside. If it is light, it will cause vomiting and diarrhea, and if it is serious, it may be fatal."

Zheng He also mentioned a shortcoming of potatoes, which made the old man's heart suddenly raised, and he explained to Zhu Pangpang.

"When the cultivation of potatoes is promoted next year, we must clearly explain these shortcomings and how to restore the vitality of the land."

Zhu Pangpang nodded seriously, and even asked Little Snotty to record it in a notebook, so that he can inform him later.

"Mr. Zhenhai, according to what you said, these potatoes cannot be stored for a long time. After all, any fruit will definitely germinate as long as it is stored for a long time."

As a woman who is often busy in the kitchen, Zhang raised a worry.

"Don't worry, Crown Princess, His Royal Highness has already given you a solution."

Zheng He smiled, and then explained to the old man and Zhu Pangpang who were equally curious: "His Royal Highness means to beat these potatoes into powder, and then make them into vermicelli similar to noodles, as long as they are dried in the sun and protected from moisture. , it won’t be a problem if you leave it for two or three years.”

"And this thing can also be cooked and eaten like noodles, and the taste is very good!"

"And the production process has been handed over to the minister. The craftsman camp is making tools. In two days, a batch of potato vermicelli will be produced first, and I will offer it to His Majesty for you to taste."

"Haha, you brat, I can't tell you anything else beforehand, but the ability to study food is not small!"

Hearing the solution, the old man was a little worried just now, and he relaxed. Then he thought of his grandson, and couldn't help laughing and teasing Zhu Zhangui who was still in the Western Regions.

The laughter continued at the door of Shangshu's room until dawn.

In the early morning of the second day, the civil and military nobles of the Manchu Dynasty, led by the old man, took potatoes and an ear of hybrid rice to the Taimiao to pay homage to the ancestors, and at the same time announced the news to the world.

The whole world was shaken for a while, and countless people couldn't believe that there was such a high-yielding grain in the world.

But what was written on the court bulletin was clear, and the old farmers who watched the ceremony narrated their own experiences when they came back. They couldn't believe it.

After confirming that there is such a high-yield grain, the people all over the world cheered for a while, and they all looked forward to the day when the imperial court officially promoted high-yield crops.

Chapter 275: Zhu Zhangui: You are dead, as I said, it is useless when the Buddha comes.

Because of the emergence of high-yield grain, the country fell into a jubilation, but in the Western Regions, the atmosphere became tense.

Two legions, one large and one small, with three layers inside and three layers outside, surrounded each other, and the location was in Kuxian.

With the destruction of the Wrong Thinking Legion, the Kuxian Defense Legion also surrendered.

It’s not good if you don’t surrender, but Zhu Zhangui said that if you don’t surrender within the specified time, they will all be killed after breaking the city.

For the sake of their own lives, the low-level officers of the Kuxian Legion directly led the soldiers to tie up the commander, opened the city gate and surrendered.

The enemy surrendered, which made Zhu Gaoxu, who was ready for a hard fight, both a little happy and a little depressed.

The happy thing is that I don't have to think about how to attack the city, but the sad thing is that the credit for breaking the city is gone.

After solving the two large legions, Zhu Zhangui left some defenders to guard Fear, and took the Shenji Battalion to Kuxian, planning to merge the two legions into one and completely wipe out the Western Regions before the end of the year.

But when he arrived at the place, when he asked Zhu Gaoxu for military power, his second uncle Zhu Gaoxu even found various reasons to refuse, that is, he would not hand over the military power.

Even the old man's imperial decree, he pretended not to see it.

This made Zhu Zhangui, who was already on fire in his heart, get angry on the spot, and directly led people to surround Zhu Gaoxu.

The boss was besieged, and the [-] battalion would definitely quit, and they surrounded Zhu Zhangui and the guard battalion again.

Seeing that their boss was surrounded, the Shenji Battalion was not to be outdone, and under the leadership of Jiang Huai, they surrounded the [-] Battalion.

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, Chen Gao, who was in charge of commanding the infantry, hurried over with his men to try to mediate.

"Your Highness, what are you doing? If the emperor finds out, he will definitely be angry. At that time, you two will not be able to explain to the emperor."

Chen Gao was born in the local guard, and made great contributions in the last Northern Expedition. He led his troops to win several cities when he was in Asan.

Coupled with his own ability and good fighting qualities, the old man promoted him from a local thousand households to Sima, the capital of the left army of the fifth army battalion after consideration.

During the Northern Expedition, Liu Sheng was in charge of the camp, and he was in charge of helping Liu Sheng.

Later, the old man sent troops to support Zhu Zhangui. Except for the withdrawal of [-] battalions, he commanded the remaining [-] infantry.

"Second Uncle, let me ask you one last time, will you hand over the military power or not!"

Zhu Zhangui glanced at Chen Gao, who was anxiously standing between the two, and saw that he was begging, and looked coldly at Zhu Gaoxu, who was sneering opposite him.

"Nephew, let me say it again, the old man just asked me to help you, he didn't say that he would hand over all the military power to you."

How is the right to war possible.

The old man's decree did say to let him come and obey Zhu Zhangui's order, but this did not include handing over the military power.

If Zhu Zhangui asked him to lead troops to fight somewhere, although he was unhappy, he would obey the order.

Don't even think about handing over military power.

This little bastard is a cruel and ruthless person. I cheated him so much a while ago. If I hand over the military power and become a lonely family, I don't know why I died in the Western Regions.

Zhu Gaoxu never doubted that Zhu Zhangui would kill him. ....

That is to say, this kid is very concerned about the old man, and he also cares about his elder brother's feelings.

If these two people are gone, Zhu Gaoxu can guarantee that he will never survive for three days.