Da Qin: I am really not the Human Emperor!

Chapter 9 Potatoes and sweet potatoes, food should be the most important thing for the people!

When talking about this Fusu, there is a hint of pride in his tone. No wonder, the income can be said to be quite high!

This is still just one acre, and people can't just cultivate this. How can as long as they work hard and deduct taxes, it will be enough for the family to have food and clothing?
It is precisely because of such abundant food that the Qin Dynasty can become stronger and stronger!

"Not bad." Ying Zizhou nodded.

"As far as farming is concerned, our country, the Qin Dynasty, is undoubtedly the best among the seven kingdoms. But, brother Wang, have you ever thought about whether our country will have enough food leftover if the Qin Dynasty goes to war?"

Fusu was stunned for a moment, then he shook his head.

It is true that the Qin Dynasty has a lot of surplus food, but once war breaks out, it will be a bottomless pit. How many countries have been destroyed because of lack of food?
"Brother Wang, for any big country, the more food, the better. People also hope that the food in their mouths will be richer."

"Farmability may be said to be simple, but in reality it is complex. From rice seeds to fields, rainwater and manpower, there are many influences."

Fusu also nodded. If Daqin had not built the Zheng Canal in the past and had good water potential, it would have been difficult to achieve the current scene.

But that is relative. The terrain of Da Qin is inherently inferior to that of the other six countries. If it had not been for the capture of Bashu, Da Qin would still be worrying about food.

Looking at Fusu's look, he smiled and pointed at the dishes on the table and said, "Brother Wang, what do you think of this meal?"

"Not bad, tastes very good."

"Brother Wang, you might as well take a guess, what is the yield per acre of this thing?"

Hearing this, Fusu hesitated: "Three stones?"

He shook his head and drew a number: "It's thirty stones!"

Wow!
Fusu immediately stood up: "Zizhou, are you teasing my brother?"

"Brother Wang, don't believe it?" Ying Zizhou looked at him indifferently.

"How can Brother Wei believe this?"

He had also eaten the dish just now. Not only was it delicious, it was also satisfying. If it was true as Zizhou said, then he would not have to worry about food in the Qin Dynasty!
"That's it, brother Wang, come with me."

Ying Zizhou smiled and led Fu Su towards the backyard. Gai Nie followed them closely after they went out, and Ying Zizhou did not stop them.

After all, to a certain extent, Ge Nie could be regarded as someone sent by Ying Zheng to monitor him.

"here it is?"

Looking at the yard full of crops, Fusu was suddenly confused.

“These are all cultivated in my spare time.”

Of course, he didn't do the farming here himself. As a member of the royal family, how could he stoop to farming? It was all done by him under his command.

Then, he pointed to the crops on the side: "Brother Wang doesn't want to check the authenticity, go ahead, that's it."

Fusu stepped forward with hesitation, and soon he dug out a potato plant from the ground. After seeing the abundant fruits on it, he was stunned.

Then, he dug out a plant next to him with some suspicion, but the situation was not much different.

"This! This, Zizhou..."

He was too excited to speak at this time. Looking at the potatoes on the ground and the situation in his hands, he had completely believed what Ying Zizhou had just said.

If all this land is like this, it is indeed possible to reach the thirty stone he mentioned!

"Brother Wang, don't be so excited."

"Zizhou, how can I not be excited about this? This kind of crop that can be used as a staple food can produce up to thirty stones per mu. This is a great blessing for our country and the people!" Fusu looked excitedly. Looking at him.

"By the way, where did you get this? Can it be planted in our great Qin? Do we have requirements for the fields and rainwater? Can we achieve such a high yield?"

Fusu asked him a bunch of questions one after another, and it was obvious that he was really excited.

"Brother Wang, please take your time." He stepped forward and took the potatoes from Fusu's hand. "Brother Wang, you know that I have always loved strange things in Zizhou. I got this thing by chance. I saw that it tasted very good, so I planted it in the backyard. I didn't know until later that it was so productive."

In fact, this thing was not obtained by chance, it was made by him using rare objects. He had thought about it before, why did the Qin Dynasty perish so quickly, and why were Liu Bang, Xiang Yu and the others able to rebel against it?

History books say that Yingzheng's tyranny has lost the support of the people of the world. He will not comment on this, but the Great Wall, Epang Palace and other buildings did consume too much national power.

But in his opinion, there is only one reason, and that is that the people don't have enough to eat. The people are actually very simple. They are satisfied with a mouthful of hot rice.

As for rebellion?

Unless they are about to starve to death, they will never consider this.

It is indeed a bit absolute to say that food was the root cause of the Qin Dynasty's demise, but it does not hinder the influence of food in this.

And this potato was made by him for the future.

The yield per mu is thirty stone (three thousand catties), which he said is less. If you take care of it diligently, four to five thousand catties is not difficult.

"According to my observation, this product does not require high land requirements. I have written a book about the specific cultivation and consumption details. Brother Wang will read it later."

"Okay! Okay!" Fusu looked at his shoulder, which he patted repeatedly.

"You and I can go and tell our father that we, the Qin Dynasty, are truly lucky to have obtained this thing!"

As he said that, he looked at Gai Nie who was standing aside: "What do Mr. Gai Nie think?"

"This is a blessing for the Qin Dynasty and a blessing for the people. The people do not have to suffer from hunger and cold. I would like to express my gratitude to the Second Young Master on behalf of the people."

Ge Nie is not a talkative person, but this does not mean that he does not care about these things. On the contrary, it is because of his concern for the people that he chose Da Qin and Ying Zheng.

Because in his opinion, only Da Qin and only Ying Zheng can end this troubled world!
Soon, Fusu got the slip written by Ying Zizhou, which summarized in detail how to grow, manage and eat this thing.

"By the way, what is this thing called?"

"Potato."

"It grows in the soil like beans. It's a good name." Fusu nodded.

"Huh? Zizhou, what's recorded behind this?"

"It's the same grain. An acre can't produce enough potatoes."

"Seriously! Seriously!" Fusu stared at him.

He sighed: "Brother Wang, if you don't believe me, go to the backyard and watch."

"I believe it, I believe it, but why didn't Zizhou say anything just now?" Fusu was a little confused.

Since this crop does not grow potatoes, why not say that?
"Brother Wang will know it just by looking at it."

Fusu looked at the summary on the slip and laughed after seeing some of the symptoms after eating the crop.

"Why should we care about these reactions? For the common people, it is enough to eat them safely and keep their bellies full."

He said that naturally it is sweet potatoes. As a crop with the same high yield as potatoes, if you eat too much sweet potatoes, you will be prone to gas and acid reflux.

But Fusu didn't take these so-called side effects seriously at all, as long as they didn't kill people, there were countless people who starved to death these days.

Still farting and vomiting, this is nothing. To them, this is food, food that can survive!

"Zizhou, come with me quickly to meet your father!"

Fusu couldn't sit still at all.

(End of this chapter)