Daqin: I Want to Be a Powerful Minister, but the First Emperor Actually Passed The Throne to Me

The morning sun is gradually hanging from the horizon, the blazing sun shines on Zhao Yu's courtyard, and the hard-working ants move food on the yellow soil.

The 10,000 Da Qin soldiers who had disarmed their armor had sweat on their dark skin, and they wiped the sweat from their foreheads with their hands stained with loess.

Potatoes and sweet potatoes the size of an adult's fist were dug out of the soil one by one, and their excited brows were filled with emotion and pride.

Countless iron-blooded men who never shed tears easily felt that there was a layer of water mist in the air at this moment, filling their sight.

Holding the auspicious auspiciousness in both hands, they carefully placed it in a bag like a baby.

Two Qin soldiers carried bags and weighed them one by one with a scale.

Meng Yi held a writing brush in his hand and a linen paper in one hand, meticulously measuring the yield per mu of potatoes and sweet potatoes.

Zhao Yu brought Qin Shihuang and Wang Jian to a round table, and Zhao Yu held up a homemade paper umbrella.

The three of them drank the freshly brewed tea under the umbrella while watching the working Da Qin soldiers with joy.

While smoothing his beard with one hand, Wang Jian glared at the grinning Qin soldiers with his eyes, and shouted, "Be serious, don't ruin auspiciousness.

Qin Zu held the sweet potato in both hands, and wiped the sludge off the sweet potato with his hands like a baby.

I smelled the sweet potato with my nose, and even the smell of the earth felt particularly fragrant at the moment.

He grinned and touched his head honestly, nodded to the old general Wang Jian, and said: "Old general, don't worry, this auspiciousness is my hope for the future of Qin, if the villain breaks it, the villain will immediately punish himself and apologize!

These big Qin men, looking at Xiang 19 Rui in their hands, the eyes in their eyes are even more exciting than seeing a golden mountain!

The enthusiastic men left their backs to the blue sky, put their heads on the ground, and carefully dug for auspiciousness.

While digging, Lang Lang's smile appeared at the corners of their mouths, and they couldn't help but whispered admiration in the distance.

"This is a sweet potato, this is a potato, which was introduced to us just now by Lord Shangqing. One of these things weighs several kilograms, and a few will make me full!"

"You still want to eat it? Let me tell you, this thing is spread throughout Daqin as a seed, and you don't even think about it. There are seven or eight or even a dozen or so jins of sweet potatoes attached to this sweet potato stem. The yield is really terrifying! We keep the seeds to make, and when the whole Daqin is planted, we will have more than enough food to eat!

"When this thing matures, all of us in Daqin will no longer have to endure hunger. When you say it, will His Majesty attack the Xiongnu and Baiyue?

"That's for sure! Your head is wattled? The Huns have so many war horses, you don't want to get them back? Baiyue has countless grains and gold, you don't want to grab some and use them yourself? When our Daqin has grain, His Majesty will definitely order it. Let's go to attack Baiyue and Xiongnu. Then you and I will take care of each other and cooperate to kill a few barbarians. Wouldn't it be beautiful for the two of us to be promoted and rich together?

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Similar voices came one after another, even though they had worked hard for several hours, these Qin men did not feel hard work at all.

On the contrary, he felt that what he had done was not enough. There was a simple and honest Qin soldier. After digging up all the auspiciousness around him, he found a place and dug a deep pit of nearly half a meter.

While digging his mouth, he muttered: "What's the matter? Is there no auspiciousness? I still want to continue digging! Dig one more auspicious auspiciousness, and every year my Daqin can produce several hundred more catties of grain!

When someone next to him pulled him up, he reprimanded: "Are you crazy? Your hands are digging blood, and your whole body is covered in mud, why are you digging like a madman?

Although the man from Qin who dug out blood with his hands was kicked away by his husband, he still stumbled to his feet.

There seemed to be a few drops of liquid in the crazy eyes, and he shouted with a hoarse voice: "My mother! Are you doing well in the sky? Look, look! This is auspicious, look at it. !"

"One sweet potato can fill you up," the immortal messenger said. Such auspiciousness can yield five thousand catties per mu. Mother, we don't have to starve anymore! 35

The husband-in-law looked at the man in front of him sympathetically, and it seemed that a few grains of sand had entered his eyes.

After all, he shook his head and couldn't help but sighed: "Hey! Mangzi is really cute. Ten years ago, there was no mother in the family. In order for Mangzi to survive, Mangzi's mother cut out the flesh from her body with a knife and gave it to him. Barbarians eat."5

"Mangzi lived by eating his mother's flesh, but his mother died, and he has a mental illness in his heart.

After all, the husband turned his head unbearably, his eyes were melancholy, and his heart was full of mixed feelings!

If these sweet potatoes and potatoes were introduced to my Daqin earlier, my Daqin would be able to have fewer poor children like Mangzi!

An hour later.

Meng Yi finally finished calculating the yield per mu of potatoes and sweet potatoes. Meng Yi's eyes were red with excitement, and his hands were shaking uncontrollably!

As one of the great Qin Jiuqings, Meng Yi has almost never been so excited!

Originally thought that potatoes could only yield 2,000 catties per mu, but who would have guessed that it actually yielded 4,000 catties per mu!

But sweet potatoes are even more exaggerated, and the yield per mu has reached 12,000 catties!

This is more than double the number Zhao Yu said!

Ten thousand catties per mu!

What is this concept?

Meng Yi was almost unimaginable, even if Daqin only took out three county towns to plant auspiciousness, it would be enough to feed the entire population of Daqin!

Moreover, another 50 acres of rice is planted on another field.

However, Zhao Yu explained to them that this is a late rice plant, and it will take a month to ripen, and by that time the longevity fruit will also ripen together!

Moreover, according to Zhao Yu's introduction, the output of this rice has also reached more than 1,000 catties per mu!

It tastes more delicious and can be used as a main meal!

However, Meng Yi thought about it in his heart, and with Zhao Yu's hidden temperament, the yield per mu must be at least 2,000 catties!

The excited Meng Yilu didn't even look at it, he directly held the linen paper that recorded the numbers after repeated calculations, and turned back and ran towards Qin Shihuang.

boom!

Meng Yi suddenly felt as if his feet were tripped by something, and his body was about to fall forward. At the moment when he was about to fall, Meng Yi held the blueprint tightly in his arms.

"Sir, be careful!"

"be careful!"

"Sir, the villain will help you up! 35

Seeing this, the surrounding Qingqin soldiers wanted to help him up.

Meng Yi, armed with martial arts, shook his head, clapped his hands, and his body stood up.

He didn't have the heart to pat the dirt off his body, and hurriedly ran to Qin Shihuang.

Meng Yi hurried over and said loudly to Qin Shi Huang: "Your Majesty, good news!

Seeing Meng Yi's excited appearance, Qin Shihuang was also a little curious, so he quickly stood up and said solemnly to Meng Yi: "What good news?

Meng Yi swallowed a mouthful of saliva excitedly, and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, the yield per mu of Xiangrui has been calculated by Weichen!"

After a pause, Meng Yi hurriedly said in the expectant eyes of Qin Shihuang and Wang Jian: "Among them, the yield of sweet potatoes is 12,000 catties per mu, and the yield of potatoes is 4,000 catties per mu!

hiss!

As soon as these words came out, Qin Shihuang's face instantly condensed, and the top of his head was like a thunder explosion.

This actually reached 12,000 catties per mu?

Although Qin Shihuang tried his best to keep his eyes calm, a storm had already set off in his heart!

"Yu'er really gave me a surprise! I thought that 5,000 catties per mu would be shocking, but I didn't expect it to reach 12,000 catties!"

Wang Jian, who was on the side, was drinking tea in a calm manner. Hearing this, he was shocked and spit out the tea in his mouth!

He stood up, his face flushed with excitement, and asked Meng Yi, "Is the yield of sweet potatoes really 12,000 catties per mu?"

Meng Yi nodded solemnly and swore a poisonous oath: "The old general can check by himself, if the yield of sweet potatoes does not reach 12,000 catties per mu, the old general can take my head away.

When Wang Jian heard this, he instantly laughed heartily.

He looked up at the sky with a smile and said, "It really is auspicious! If so, I'm afraid it won't take three years, at most half a year, when the first batch of auspiciousness matures, my Daqin army will be able to sweep the entire territory of the Xiongnu!"

The three of them groaned for a while, and then turned their attention to Zhao Yu.

Wang Jian asked curiously: "Lao Yu, didn't you say that the yield per mu is only 5,000 catties? Why does it reach 12,000 catties?

In fact, Zhao Yu had already heard it when the three giants of Daqin were talking about it.

He stood up and explained: "This is a wonderful misunderstanding, the Xianjia's measurement method is not the same as that of Daqin. 99

"One catty of Xian's family is about half a catty of Daqin's, and the peak yield of sweet potatoes can indeed yield 12,000 catties per mu in Daqin's big knife."

Hearing this, Qin Shihuang's three talents suddenly realized and nodded.

Soon, all the auspicious auspiciousness was counted by Meng Yi himself, and Qin Shihuang looked at it again.

Its total 200 acres of fertile land, in addition to the 50 acres of fertile land planted with late-ripening rice.

The other 150 acres of fertile land are equally planted with sweet potatoes and potatoes.

A total of 900,000 catties of sweet potatoes and 300,000 catties of potatoes were harvested!

And these things, except for a small part, the rest were all ordered by Qin Shihuang to 100,000 Qin soldiers, escorted to all parts of the country.

Distribute to the people to sow!

Even so, Qin Shihuang thought that the speed of planting was too slow!

The people used hoes to dig holes one by one, and slowly bury potatoes and sweet potatoes.

Not many sweet potatoes and potatoes can be grown in a day.

"Baiyue slaughtered my 50,000 civilians in Daqin, and I don't deserve to be emperor if I don't report it!

"However, the food problem must be solved as soon as possible. I don't know if Yu'er can solve the problem with the speed of planting." Qin Shihuang secretly said in his heart.

Immediately, Qin Shihuang walked to Zhao Yu's side and asked in a calm voice, "Zhao Yu, do you have something to improve planting efficiency?"

"Improve the efficiency of planting?" Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted.

He suddenly remembered that when he planted it, he had indeed made a basket from his memory.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yu nodded indifferently and said, "Your Majesty, I happen to have a tool in my warehouse that can improve the efficiency of sowing. Wait for me to fetch it."