Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 754 Promotion of Corn
There is a saying that when an orange grows in Huainan, it becomes orange, and when it grows in Huaibei, it becomes orange.

If it spreads potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn directly across the country like the novel, [-]% to [-]% of them will surely die.

You must know that sweet potatoes and corn basically come from Central and South America, and they were grown in Southeast Asia before they were introduced to China, which is a tropical monsoon climate.

Its most distinctive feature is high temperature and rainy weather.

So it was planted in Fujian at the beginning, after all, the subtropical climate is similar to the tropical monsoon.

You know, this is not about making a movie or writing a novel. The reality requires logic and rules. Even people are not acclimatized, let alone crops?
Because of this, the emperor began to test planting around the capital, popularized it, and then selected improved varieties, preparing to spread them to the northern provinces.

After all, compared with the south, the north needs a high-yielding grain seed more.

Potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn are all high-yielding crops, but the first one to be excluded is sweet potatoes.

Without him, sweet potatoes consume too much land, and it is difficult to cultivate continuously. They must be plowed and can only be planted as an emergency.

Potatoes and corn have become the main promotion targets.

In the villages near the capital, corn is more popular.

Nothing else, because corn stalks can not only be used to feed pigs, but can also be used as fuel, which is very flammable and very convenient for heating and starting a fire.

It has various functions and is naturally loved by farmers.

Moreover, corn is a grass plant, similar to ancient crops such as millet, and is more resistant to cold and drought.

More importantly, corn can also be ground into flour to make steamed buns, which is in line with the staple food habits of the people.

This is also the case, and when conditions are ripe, corn has become the first crop to be promoted, followed by potatoes and sweet potatoes.

Liaohe Estuary.

The time has come to December, and the huge Liaohe River is covered with several feet of snow. The once vast water transportation has now become an official road.

The snowflakes in Liaodong fell like petals, and after a while, a large piece of snow accumulated on Cao Xi's body.

Suddenly, the hunting dog in front of the road suddenly barked twice.

He shook his shoulders and unloaded the heavy snow, and then he waved his whip to make the carrying horse turn and move towards the other side.

"Wangwang—" But the two hounds were still barking.

Seeing this, Cao Xi had no choice but to stop the carriage, turned around and walked back.

The Hound is the pathfinder, and he is also the pathfinder of the entire team.

Dozens of steps later, on the wide Liaohe River, a convoy of sleds and rough horses stretched for several miles, walking cautiously in two rows.

The hunting flag is on the sled, and the red "Ming" character is very conspicuous.

He walked with difficulty and came to a sled.

In addition to food and drink, the most conspicuous thing is the soft wool tent, and the guerrilla general transported this time is lying on it with an umbrella.

"what happened?"

The guerrilla general said anxiously.

"Reporting to the general, the dogs keep barking. There may be holes ahead, or the ice is too thin. We can only go ashore and go around."

Cao Xi bent over and said.

"Then go ashore." The guerrilla general said decisively.

Compared with the land, the river surface is more spacious, lying flat, and there is no danger of getting lost, so walking is extremely fast.

But again, the thickness of the ice varies, and there can be human factors, such as hunters drilling fishing, the risk is also great, and the hunting dog is the biggest guide.

This is also the case, everyone's judgment on the hound is that they would rather detour than wade through, it is too dangerous.

"Yes!"

Cao Xi also heaved a sigh of relief, having met him three or two times along the way, this guerrilla is quite obedient.

On the way back, he saw his former companion.

The whole team consisted of 2000 sleds, a thousand rough horses, dozens of hounds, and [-] people driving the carts, all of whom were Han Eight Banners sold in Shengjing City just like him.

As captives, they are still doing hard work to atone for their sins.

There are about a thousand soldiers guarding them and accompanying them.

However, they used to be Han people anyway, so they didn't abuse them very much, but they had to work frequently, such as this time to transport goods.

Materials from the Bohai Sea will be sent from Liaohekou to Liaoyang, and then relayed by the people behind to Shenyang.

Because there are a lot of supplies, there are several teams like them, and they will march one by one behind.

This is the best choice after Liaohe freezes.

Soon, after a few more days, they finally arrived at the mouth of Liaohe River.

There are no ships on the sea.

There is only a little thin ice on the sea surface, obviously it is not difficult to start, Cao Xi was taken aback.

"You are finally here."

The general stationed at the mouth of Liaohe breathed a sigh of relief, and then called everyone to unload.

It turned out that all the supplies were piled up in the castle.

"100,000 yuan of briquettes, [-] sets of cotton-padded clothes and shoes, and [-] altars of wine..."

The guerrilla general held the list and asked people to count it over and over again, while sighing: "There are so many things, it seems that it is necessary to prepare a few more teams..."

"That is, there will be ships arriving in the next few days, so you have to hurry up."

However, when he saw a large amount of alcohol, he couldn't help swallowing and spitting, thirsty.

It's a pity that the military judge on the side stared at the supplies meticulously, and he had to reconcile the accounts in Liaoyang later, so he didn't dare to mess around.

Soon the [-] sledges were fully loaded, and they were registered and registered. When you look closely, they are less than [-]% of the supplies.

Cao Xi looked at the pitch-black briquettes, and couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.

In Liaodong, where people are freezing to death, honeycomb is the best fuel, much better than firewood.

There are few coal mines mined in Liaodong, or the Qing Dynasty did not have the habit of using coal, so it still needs to transport coal from Beijing, but as long as the annual thaw is over, coal can be mined on a large scale.

Unfortunately, this is not what the captives can think about.

Waiting for the ants to move a large amount of materials to the north, the materials in Shenyang are gradually abundant, and there is still room to support Kaiyuan and Tieling on the front line of the battlefield.

In fact, after the kang was popularized, as long as there was enough firewood, it was difficult for people to freeze to death. The only thing was that the consumption was too large, and it was necessary to often go to the wild to cut firewood.

But for a front-line castle like Kaiyuan, how can there be troops and time to get firewood?Can only rely on Shenyang to transport coal emergency.

100,000 yuan of honeycomb briquettes, drinks, cotton clothes, etc., Shenyang can't keep a piece of it, so they have to send it all to the north.

Chen Yongfu huddled in the room, the ground dragon was burning hot, he took off a coat, looked at the continuous snowflakes outside the window, and couldn't help sighing:
"The snow in Liaodong is different from that in Beijing. Large flakes fall, it is not dry yet, and the humidity is extremely heavy..."

"It's good to persevere."

Li Jiwu drank wine on his own, and said, "By the way, why does the imperial court want us here?"

"Organize villages."

Wu Sangui on the side said: "A lot of seeds have arrived this time, and it is said that the imperial court specially prepared them for Liaodong."

"That's right, it's called corn."

(End of this chapter)