Daqin: When I return from sea, I will offer you a map of the world

Chapter 19 Wang Li's Dinner
Wang Li is very yearning for the sea that Zhao Si mentioned.

Most people in this era have never seen the sea, and so is Wang Li.

He grew up in Guanzhong since he was a child, and the biggest lake he has ever seen is nothing more than a lake.

The boundless sea, the big fish like a dragon, and the octopus with eight legs, these are all scenes he has never seen before.

He could only imagine it in his mind through Zhao Si's description.

The entertainment of the ancients was relatively scarce, and it took a long time to watch the excitement, not to mention the sea that had never been seen before, a brand new world.

Wang Li was fascinated by Zhao Si's narration of the local scenery.

It wasn't until the sun was slowly setting to the west that Zhao Si stopped describing, and Wang Li still had more to say.

In one afternoon, the military craftsmen finally produced a long curved shaft plow in proportion to the long straight shaft plow.

Because the volume and weight are too large, two cows are still needed for traction.

Compared with the long straight plow, the long curved plow eats the soil deeper and firmer, and the plow marks are more uniform.

In the same case of using two oxen for farming, the speed is obviously faster, and the pace of the oxen is also obviously easier.

When the long Quyuanli came back and forth one by one, the traditional Zhiyuanli had just gone two-thirds of the way.

In terms of speed, it saves nearly one-third of the time, saves more labor, consumes less energy on the cattle, and the production cost is almost the same.

This is enough!

These alone are enough to sweep the long straight shaft into the dust of history.

"Tsk, I thought Qu Yuanli would at least save half the efficiency once he went out to kill all directions..." Zhao Si shook his head and laughed.

Wang Li, who was listening to the military craftsmen's admiration with a smile on his face, turned his head and said, "Eating soil is deeper and firmer, and it doesn't tire the cattle. The wood used for manufacturing is almost the same, and the speed is three points faster. Is the plow still insufficient?"

"It's enough..." Zhao Si laughed.

For the ancients, increasing the efficiency by one-third was considered a great improvement and a cross-age invention.

Ancient times could not be the same as modern times, a new thing directly leads to an increase in productivity several times.

In fact, until the Qing Dynasty, the average yield of wheat from fertile land could only reach [-] catties per mu.

Compared with Qin Dynasty, the improvement is not great.

The large-scale increase in food production has to be after the release of chemical fertilizers and pesticides.

Otherwise, no matter how composted it is, Ding Po Tian can only harvest more than 300 catties per mu of land, and the right time, place and people are needed.And it simply can't be scaled up.

Wang Li was very excited. After all, he supervised the birth of this thing anyway, so logically speaking, he should have a third of the credit.

Moreover, it involves farm tools, which may attract the attention of Emperor Shi Huang.

Wang Li immediately sent someone to seal up the long Quyuanli that had just been experimented with, and called to report.

This thing is supposed to be handed over to the local government, and then the local counties will check it, and after confirming the effect, the reward will be approved.

But who made Wang Li three generations?

As the only grandson of Marquis Che of Great Qin, Wang Li can directly report to the court.

Even exaggerating a little bit, his grandfather can go to Emperor Shi Huang to talk in private.

"I will report to His Majesty in a letter. Don't worry, I will not take your credit for myself." Wang Li seemed very generous.

"However, His Majesty is currently patrolling the world. For things like this, we can only reward him after he returns to Xianyang." Wang Li explained.

The first emperor's tour of the world is not to ignore government affairs. In fact, during the first emperor's tour of the world, he will bring a group of confidantes with him. Meng Yi is responsible for formulating the itinerary plan.

The officials left in Xianyang are responsible for handling daily affairs.

But like this kind of thing, it is definitely impossible for Xianyang to send it directly to the first emperor, and it is even more impossible for Wang Li to send a message to the first emperor who is patrolling the world through the post station, although theoretically he has this ability.

In this era, even Zhiyuanli is not common in the world, and poor peasants often use it, so the birth of Quyuanli is really not a big deal, ordinary people can't afford big ones...

If, as in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, plows were widely used in thousands of households, at this time, the cultivation efficiency of plows could be increased by one-third, which would be a major event that shocked the court.

To put it bluntly, small farmers cannot afford the expensive plows and can’t buy cattle. Correspondingly, there are not many groups that benefit from the improvement of plows, which indirectly leads to the shrinking of credit.

To put it bluntly, the size of the credit depends entirely on the long-term vision of the superior.

What is written in the novel about taking out sweet potatoes and directly conferring on the marquis is obscene from the perspective of modern people.

In fact, the sweet potato was brought back to China by Chen Zhenlong, a man from the Ming Dynasty, who risked his life to bring it back to China. Chen Zhenlong was never named a marquis, and even the court did not even have a decent expression. Whether it can be widely used is the question.

Zhao Si's starting point for doing things is more historical than practical.

As far as feudal society is concerned, only salt and iron can be weighed.

Of course, nothing is absolute!
If there is an intermediary with sufficient status like Wang Li to submit a letter, then it is uncertain.

If Chen Zhenlong could directly see the emperor offering sweet potatoes, it might be a different story.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Zhao Si thanked him graciously.

"It's okay, tell me more stories about the sea!" Wang Li said with a smile.

Contributing to Qu Yuanli is second, and more importantly, he really gets along well with Zhao Si, and he is also pleasing to the eye, and he can find happiness and joy in front of Zhao Si.

In fact, no matter what kind of credit, the bonus to him is very small.His prominent family background makes him only a mascot no matter whether he is in the army or in politics.

The Wang family's status in Daqin is too detached, and it is also unique among the ministers.

Zhao Si readily agreed, but just as he nodded, a rumbling sound came from his stomach.

Looking up, I saw that it was getting late and it was time to eat.

The two meals a day are just soy sauce, and I growl hungry before it gets dark.

Zhao Si generally followed the habit of three meals a day when conditions allowed on the ship, and if conditions did not permit, he should be frugal. Suddenly landing became two meals a day, which was a bit uncomfortable.

"Let's talk about it after dinner!" Zhao Si looked up.

Because there are two meals a day, the time for dinner is early, around four o'clock. There is still some time before it gets dark after eating, and there is still time to chat with Wang Li for a while.

Wang Li was in a fresh moment, but he couldn't bear to wait for a change, not even for a moment.

"Eat with me!"

Wang Li's meaning was already obvious, he talked while eating.

He invited Zhao Si to dinner, and Zhao Si told him sea stories.

Zhao Si did not expect Wang Li to be so addicted to listening to stories, but Zhao Si did not hesitate too much.

It's great to be able to eat a meal for nothing, and the rewards of dining titles in the Qin Dynasty army are different.

Zhao Si's meal this morning can be said to be extremely crude, it would be better to go to the boat to eat dried salted fish.

Zhao Si had already prepared for the simple food after landing, but he didn't expect it to be so simple. Wang Li, as the son of the Wang family, must eat something good, right?
Zhao Si only likes both in his life.

Food and adventure!
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