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Chapter 933 The Beginning of the Great Dream

"Hey, it tastes good. If it doesn't taste good, what will I do with it?" Qin Mo quickly invited everyone to come over to eat. As for Princess Jing'an and the others, they opened a few tables alone.

After getting the chili peppers, Qin Mo completely abandoned the dogwood. This little thing is several levels spicier than the dogwood. Qin Mo was from the south in his previous life, which is the most spicy province. Even when making porridge in the morning, he had to eat two mouthfuls of home-made millet. Spicy soybean paste.

The chili noodles are mixed with various spices, and after one bite, the taste will be remembered in your memory.

It even made Qin Mo feel like tears were filling his eyes.

"Don't tell me, these potato eggs are very good in terms of taste and satiety." Gongsun Wuji also ate it for the first time, and he took down his chopsticks as fast as he could.

"Uncle Guo, you are too domineering. After you have finished your own, you come over to eat mine!" Dou Yiai directly hugged the food in front of her to her side, "Xiao Chai, eat quickly!"

Chai Rong grabbed a pair of chopsticks and forked more than twenty potatoes, "Come on, Jiange, Xiaobai, Xiaoyuan, eat!"

Their status is low and they dare not rob.

When Qin Mo turned around, he hugged most of the dish. Dou Yiai said: "Idiot, this dish is not enough. Please order more!"

"The whole fart, it's all seed, I'll give you a taste of it!" Qin Mo was angry and kicked him, "Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat!"

Dou Yiai was thick-skinned, so he was kicked, but it didn't matter. He muttered: "That's not because your cooking is delicious!"

Although Li Yuan also likes to eat vegetables, he especially likes to eat French fries, especially French fries dipped in chili noodles.

The taste was surprisingly good, "Jingyun, these French fries are good, they can be used as snacks, and they are filling!"

"It's delicious, please eat more."

Qin Mo is still dissatisfied with the potato yield. It may be that the potatoes are not suitable for the soil and water as they cross the sea and need to adapt, which is why the yield is so low.

It could also be a breed issue.

In fact, the sandy land in the north is more suitable for growing potatoes than in the south, and the yield may be one third or more higher than that in the south.

It rains a lot in the south and the land is moist. Potatoes actually don’t like this growing environment.

Just like sweet potatoes, although they can also be grown in the north, they are more suitable for planting in the south.

"Why, Jingyun, you don't seem happy!" Li Yuan put down his chopsticks and asked.

Everyone also looked at Qin Mo in unison.

"It's not that I'm unhappy, it's just that the output is a little low and didn't meet my expectations!" Qin Mo picked up the fries and stuffed them into his mouth.

"I said to Qin Mo, the yield per mu is two thousand three hundred kilograms. This has not reached your expectations?" Gongsun Wuji was so angry that he wanted to strangle him to death. If he discovered such a high-yielding crop, how could he conquer the world? The hereditary and irreplaceable title comes to you automatically.

The people around me all laughed bitterly when they heard this. There was no crop with a higher yield of potatoes and eggs in the entire Daqian.

But Li Yuan understood Qin Mo, "What are your expectations?"

"The minimum is 2,780 kilograms, right? Although the south is not suitable for growing potatoes, I didn't expect the yield to be so low!" Qin Mo sighed.

Listen, is this human talk?

If the yield mentioned by Qin Mo can really be achieved, based on the average farmland of 100 acres per household, excluding rice, there will be thirty or forty acres. If all of it is planted with this thing, wouldn't it be possible to produce more than 100,000 catties?

Not to mention a family of five, even a family of fifty or a hundred would not be able to eat all these potatoes.

Not counting rice, millet, and wheat.

With so much grain, it was really hard to watch the grain rotting in the granary.

Gongsun Wuji suddenly understood what Qin Mo said at the beach: farmers build granaries, and villages build village granaries.

He thought it was impossible at first.

Now he doesn't think so.

It is impossible for the common people to let the grain rot in the warehouse. After paying the tax, if they can’t eat it all, they will definitely sell it. After all, there will be more to grow next year.

At that time, ordinary people had private warehouses.

Every village, township, county, and state has its own granary. If there is a natural or man-made disaster, there is no need for the court to go to war.

Maybe the people can just carry it themselves and get over it.

"How about sending this kind of seed to the north for cultivation?" Li Yuan said.

"Send a third of it to Qinzhuang to cultivate it and let the agricultural students there do it. I estimate that if it is cultivated in the north, the yield should be over three thousand catties.

With proper cultivation and improvement, it is possible to break through four thousand catties or five thousand catties!" Qin Mo said while touching his chin.

"Good boy, so many?" Everyone present was dumbfounded.

They worshiped two thousand three hundred catties. Five thousand catties, how many times that is?

It is ten times more than growing rice.

"Then if we promote this nationwide, what kind of rice will we plant?" Dou Yiai said.

"You know what you are saying. Although potatoes are good, they cannot be planted continuously. This will cause too much damage to the land. They have to be planted crosswise. After planting, they have to be buried with fertilizer to conserve the soil's fertility.

Rice is different. Rice can be grown every year. Here in Lingnan, there are two species a year. As long as high-yielding grain varieties are cultivated, maybe one day in the future, rice can produce thousands of kilograms per mu!" Qin Mo said with a smile.

"The yield of potatoes is five thousand catties per mu, and the yield of rice is one thousand catties per mu. These are the scenes described by the ancient sage emperors, but they are nothing more than this.

The people are wallowing in the granary, and there is so much food that it rots. This is what I dream of!"

Li Yuan said to everyone as if he had been given a chicken blood injection: "After finishing this meal today, don't eat anymore. This is the future of Daqian, and this kind of food must not be stolen by other countries.

"

Li Yuan got to the point, what is the most important thing in the early stage?

It's to prevent thieves.

If other countries steal it, it will not be easy for them.

"Eat quickly, we'll get the sweet potatoes after we finish eating!" Li Yuan urged urgently. The potato yield is so high, wouldn't the sweet potatoes be even higher?

Thinking of this, Li Yuan felt energetic all over his body.

These two things are not food, but the auspiciousness of the country.

This is the beginning of a big dream.

"Yes, the Great Emperor!"

Everyone is also infected by emotions unconsciously.

After finishing the meal, Li Yuan walked towards the plantation with his hands behind his back. Wei Zhong quickly followed him, "Your Majesty, please rest a little. The sweet potatoes are here and you can't escape!"

"You know what, if I don't get these baby bumps in a day, I'll be anxious." Li Yuan looked at the sweet potato field where the vines had been cut off, and at some of the sweet potatoes exposed outside the soil, and couldn't help but compare them with his fists.

, clicked his tongue and said: "Tsk, look, what's exposed is bigger than my fist, and what's buried in the soil must be even bigger!"

Qin Mo also came over, "Old man, let's rest for a while. It won't be too late for us to collect it in the afternoon."

Li Yuan watched eagerly, his heart even more scratchy, "No, I can't wait any longer. Wei Laogou, go get my hoe!"

Wei Zhong glanced at Qin Mo, and Qin Mo sighed, "Okay, then I'll call everyone over."

Soon, everyone gathered around.

Li Yuan spat on his hand twice and carefully swung the hoe.
Chapter completed!
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