I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

Downey said angrily, "Do you want to call the famine that killed 100 million Irish people the potato famine like those shameless Brits?"

The famine was caused by potato rot caused by a disease called late blight.

And the Irish at that time, and not just the Irish, lived largely on potatoes, that is, potatoes, throughout the Commonwealth.

People say that the Qing Dynasty was an empire of sweet potatoes, but this statement is actually biased.

But there is nothing wrong with saying that the British Empire was a potato empire.

Potatoes have many advantages as a staple food, with large yields and rich nutrition, but there is another fatal flaw.

That is, during the planting process, the seed potatoes must often be detoxified.

Otherwise, viruses and toxins in the potato block will accumulate more and more, which will eventually lead to serious degradation of potatoes, various diseases, and a sharp drop in yield.

The Great Famine in Ireland that year broke out because the virus strains accumulated to a certain extent.

Until now, there are still a lot of germs in the soil in Ireland, which has caused the potato production to remain sluggish, and it must rely on the food rations of the British.

Looking at the angry Downey, Zhu Fugui smiled.

"This is Daming's Chunfa No. 1 diploid potato, which can completely avoid poisoning. It is very suitable for you to grow in Ireland. If the fertilizer is sufficient, the yield per mu can reach two tons!"

"With it, you don't have to worry about food anymore, and you can completely get rid of your dependence on Britain's food!"

Zhu Fugui showed eight teeth, looking as harmless as Genghis Khan.

It's just that he didn't say anything.

Indeed, Ireland will get rid of its food dependence on Britain, but will soon fall into its seed dependence on Ming.

Seeds are known as chips in agriculture.

But people in this era don't know the power of seeds at all, and they don't understand how seeds degenerate.

After all, Mendel's pea experiments were only a few years past.

Unless foreign students are sent to Daming to study agriculture systematically...even if they send foreign students to Daming to study, it is impossible to bridge the gap.

After all, many of the seeds used by Daming were directly purchased from companies such as Longping Hi-Tech and Denghai Seed Industry in later generations.

Daming himself is also trying to decipher and imitate.

Today, the corn and wheat seeds of Ming Dynasty have taken root and germinated all over Germany.

This will be Zhu Fugui's knife quietly stretched out to the back of his allies. If the situation changes, he can stay behind, so that he will not be prostituted by the scum of the world like Su Xunzong.

As for Ireland, the turbulent place where the British are close to the mainland, if it can be filled with diploid potatoes of Ming Dynasty, then Ming Dynasty will have one more hole card in the war.

When necessary, Ming would play the Irish card.

After all, it is Zhu Fugui's consistent view that mastering stick skills can cure sticks...

Chapter 584 Long Live Lord's Silver Medal

His Majesty Zhu Fugui was very pleased that the football turmoil did not cause a big public opinion at home and abroad.

This shows that the propaganda mouth that I used to shit and piss has matured.

On the invisible front where the emperor personally took command and supervised, now the comrades of the Ministry of Rites of the Ming Dynasty and the Jinyiwei can already take charge of it alone.

So the Daming men's football team failed in the Olympics, and that's how it ended.

Zhu Fugui focused on other projects.

In the non-discriminatory fighting competition, Huang Feihong, the seed player of Ming Dynasty, lived up to the expectations and won ten out of ten fights. With nine submissions, he became the first world-class fighting champion in human history.

The photo of him straddling a foreign athlete with a weight of [-] jin, and his fists raining down like raindrops is called one of the masterpieces handed down from generation to generation in this Olympic Games.

However, when interviewed by Chinese and foreign media such as [Voice of Ming Dynasty] and [London Reuters], Huang Feihong said modestly that he was definitely not worthy of the title of "the strongest man on earth".

He said: "Everyone will encounter mountains and peaks on the road of growth. Some mountains you know you can climb with hard work, but some mountains will always be called unbearable in your life.

To me, Mr. Li Chunfa is such an insurmountable mountain.

Maybe, only through a small operation can I succeed, but I feel that competitive sports are not the whole of my life. "

Such a humble and decent answer won applause from the audience.

His magnetic Cantonese music was also transmitted to the other side of the ocean through transoceanic radio waves, and it was called a business card of "Da Ming Power".

Another Olympic highlight, the men's 100-meter race, then came to an end.

Hong Tianfugui from Lahua won the gold medal with a time of 12 seconds.

This result is 2 seconds ahead of No.0.2 Daming player Wu Peng and No.3 Briton Xie Keyi by 0.5 seconds.

Of course, there is no time-lapse camera technology these days, and there is no way to be too precise about the results.

However, in the photo of crossing the line, the image of the long-haired Hong Tianfugui first crossing the line is still very clear.

Zhu Fugui really didn't expect that Hong Xiuquan's younger brother's son could run so well.

Zhu Fugui thought that running fast was a tradition of the old Zhu family.

But thinking about it carefully, the foot strength of the old Zhao family is not inferior to that of Uncle Yongli.

Aixinjueluo and the others were also quite sloppy in running.

I also feel sorry for my old uncle Chongzhen, who is too good at face, to take root at his feet, and let his ancestor Jiye hang himself together.

It seems that running fast is also a necessary skill to be an emperor.

However, Zhu Fugui, as the son of this year, no longer needs to practice such low-level things as running.

In addition to football, Zhu Fugui also reported himself in the men's 200-meter freestyle and 50-kilometer bicycle races at this Olympic Games.

You can ride a bicycle to escape by land, and you can swim when you encounter a river. It is a necessary skill for home travel.

Of course, there are deeper reasons for choosing these two projects.

Swimming is one of Zhu Fugui's great hobbies.

Zhu Fugui is a person with a wide range of hobbies.

For example, I like to eat caramel-colored braised pork, and I like to read books by the side of the road...

Another is that I like to swim the Mississippi River in winter.

Zhu Fugui goes swimming in Xinyu every winter, which is an elegant thing to enjoy with the people.

This competition is also for the same purpose.

And swimming is no better than running.

The participating Ming athletes don't have to worry about surpassing the Long Live God.

After all, with such a big wave in freestyle, it is good enough to barely see the swimming lanes on the side. It is basically impossible to see the movement of Long Live God clearly.

This can be regarded as a relief for the Ming players.

Swimming focuses on participation, but cycling, Zhu Fugui is bound to win the championship.

Although Daming is called an empire on four wheels by foreigners, bicycles are still the first choice for most workers to commute to get off work, so bicycles can be regarded as the quintessence of Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Fugui is confident of winning the gold medal because of his special cycling skills.

……

On the day of the 200m freestyle competition, countless spectators gathered by the open-air swimming pool of Sun Moon Stadium.

Naturally, there is no standard swimming pool in this era.

It is a cement pond, covered with mosaic tiles, and filled with sterilized tap water.

Moreover, it is not the standard swimming pool length of 50 meters, but 200 meters have been dug directly.

Anyway, in the current Silicon Valley Olympic Village, there are not many other things, but a lot of open space.

The Emperor Ming's personal participation obviously aroused great interest from both Eastern and Western journalists and audiences.

Brother Abdul, who is not too serious to watch the excitement, also came to join in the excitement.

He was wearing a pair of black trousers, revealing a mixed fermented wort belly, a beard with chest hair, and then asked the deceased to wrap himself in a beautiful turban with a tarpaulin.

And Zhu Fugui didn't pay so much attention.

As soon as it appeared, the shiny eight-pack abs, solid and reliable chest muscles, and the looming huge thing all caused the European ladies to scream: "OMG!"

With the whistle of the referee, 8 athletes dived into the water.

Zhu Fugui swam forward with all his strength.

Although the body transformed by special light is not as perverted as Lao Li, it also allows Zhu Fugui, who often reads novels all night, indulges in excessive drinking, eats lazy food, and never exercises, to have the physical fitness of an athlete.

He beat the water desperately, causing a lot of waves.

After swimming for an unknown amount of time, Zhu Fugui slapped his palm on the hard tiles, and only then did he know that the swim was over.

I hurriedly rubbed my fingers under the water, it really hurt too much.

This startled the lifeguards on the shore.

They were highly nervous throughout the whole process, fearing that the Long Live God would sink.

Fortunately, Long Live God got out of the water soon.

Glittering drops of sweat glide across her perfect body in the setting sun, looking like diamonds.

Only then did Zhu Fugui know that he actually won the silver medal!

No.1 is Zhang Shun, an athlete from the Ming Dynasty. He probably got a good name. This young man is of extraordinary strength, one and a half lengths ahead of Zhu Fugui, who hit the wall.

The boy was both happy and surprised.

Zhu Fugui immediately stepped forward to congratulate him and gave him a bear hug.

However, soon, Zhu Fugui discovered a speechless thing.

Eight people in this game...

Unexpectedly, there is no third runner-up...

Looking up, several other athletes were dragged aside to do CPR!

One of them, whose head was covered with an oilcloth that looked like a shroud, was covered in black hair, and his belly looked like Dong Zhuo, who was almost a sky lantern, who else could it be if it wasn't my dear brother Abdul?

Fortunately, Abdul was pressed twice in the stomach, spit out a large mouthful of water, and slowly regained consciousness.

After asking the staff, Zhu Fugui understood what was going on.

It turned out that when I was swimming with my head covered, there was a serious chaos in the scene.

First, the black swimmers from Pacific Ocean in Lane 3 took the lead in thumping and sinking to the bottom.

Then, the Tongliao and Mongolian players in lane 5 also suffered from leg cramps, and Xia Ji went eight times.

The Taipinian player in Lane 3 caught the Swedish player in Lane 2 and still refused to let go after two rounds of Gustav's iron fist.

And the Mongolian player from Tongliao was not to be outdone. A mandarin duck and scissors feet coiled around the buoyancy of his big belly, and Abdul's brother was paddling forward leisurely.

The strength of a drowning person is enormous.

What's more, the Mongols have a natural blood pressure on the Caliph.

Abdul was tightly strangled by the scissors' feet, and he couldn't break free even after spitting out the grape juice from the night before.

Fortunately, at this time, the power of money clanged.

Chapter 585 Medal List

Abdul struggled desperately and found an opportunity to shout: "Whoever can save this caliph, send 73 akqis, whoever can save this caliph, send 74 virgins to heaven, no, [-]!"

Therefore, the British and French players in lanes 4 and 7 betrayed their national honor pragmatically and swam to rescue the big dog.

At that moment, Vikings and Negroids were inseparable; Protestants, Catholics, Green Christians, Lamaists were heart to heart, intertwined with each other.

Such a heart-warming scene in the Olympic Games was also faithfully recorded by the camera.

In the end, in the freestyle event of this Olympic Games, only two people completed the competition, and there was no third place.

In fact, the culprit who caused this incident was Lord Sotna.

Other Mongols can't swim, but you, Sotna, can't swim?