Lu Dongzan woke up from a hangover, opened his swollen eyes, and saw that the sun was shining in the bedroom, and it was already sun.

Shaking his dizzy head, he struggled to sit up from the kang and wanted to get off the ground, but he felt that his hands and feet were weak, and he couldn't lift his strength. I can't help but sigh, the years are not forgiving, when he first ascended to the prime minister, set up a grand plan for Zampu to govern Tibet, two years of footprints throughout every mountain range in Tibet, every river, often more than ten consecutive days of sleeping in the wild, meet the grassland, the tribe between the valleys, will be treated with turbid wine, he drank quite a lot, and which time after getting drunk, the next day not the same energetic to embark on the journey?

Where is it like now, a hangover, as if a layer of soul has been lost......

The maid of the Fang family came forward to serve him to wash, brought a set of clean clothes to change, and then brought breakfast to the house.

Drinking sweet rice porridge, nibbling on snow-white steamed buns, and eating a few plates of verdant and crispy pickles, Lu Dongzan felt very delicious, and drank three bowls of porridge in a row, then put down the dishes and chopsticks, touched the bulging belly, and asked, "Where is Erlang?" ”

The maid cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks and replied: "Erlang got up before he arrived, and he is in the greenhouse opposite at the moment. ”

Lu Dongzan was quite surprised, it was rare for an identity like Fang Jun to be able to get up early and be self-disciplined, but as a secretary of the military department, he was obsessed with farming, which was simply strange.

Standing up and moving his legs, he took his hands and walked out of the house.

The morning sun is shining, the cold wind in the mountains is blowing, so that Lu Dongzan is refreshed, the dizzy brain is instantly sobered up a lot, standing in the open space in front of the house, the mountain and the sun are lined with greenhouses in full view, the bright glass reflects the light against the sun, at a glance, it is magnificent.

I couldn't help but sigh slightly......

The Tang people's technology in all aspects of agriculture and iron smelting was beyond the reach of Tibet. Just like the greenhouse planting technology in front of him, Fang Jun didn't have the slightest intention of guarding against concealment, so he Lu Dongzan went around to see and ask.

However, he, the first wise man in Tibet, could not copy it to Tibet.

Glass is precious, and brittle and fragile, if it is transported back to Tibet from the Tang Dynasty, almost one in ten is saved, what is the cost? Even if it is expensive Tubo Zampu, it cannot afford such a price. This alone basically cut off the possibility of building a greenhouse in Tibet.

Not to mention the techniques that are completely different from terrestrial crop farming, how can this be learned by just asking?

If the peace between the two countries can be reached, it is natural to ask the Tang Dynasty to add glass and other valuables to the princess's dowry, and even marry some farmers who are proficient in this way, and teach the Tibetan people to plant greenhouse crops in the future...... That's not right, it's difficult to let Datang marry a princess, but it's still feasible for a foreign princess to marry into Datang.

But what is the use of such a marriage?

Almost all the foreigners who wanted to make peace with the Tang Dynasty, in addition to hoping to get political benefits, were nothing more than coveting the dowry of the Tang Dynasty, or the wealth of the mountains, or the massive craftsmen, or the books on farming and iron smelting......

If the princess is married into the Tang Dynasty, will it be possible to marry thousands of war horses to the Tang Dynasty?

No foreigner would do such a thing.

Walking around, following the neatly planned path between the greenhouses, we came to a greenhouse where many farmers gathered, and after a closer look, there were still many officials in green and scarlet official robes. When Lu Dongzan approached, he wondered why these people were gathered at the door, stretched his neck to look, and was startled, the greenhouse was already full of people......

When the farmers and officials saw Lu Dongzan coming, many of them made the Tibetan prime minister hurriedly make way and politely said, "Prime minister, please." ”

Lu Dongzan smiled and walked into the greenhouse.

I saw that the greenhouse was full of people against the surrounding walls, most of them were officials in official robes, and there were also many elderly farmers, the land in the middle had already been turned over to one side, revealing the moist soil, a burly and sturdy man with bare feet was waving a pickaxe, preparing the land out of a straight ditch, but it was not deep, behind him, Fang Jun was wearing a regular suit, the hem of the shirt was tucked into the belt, also barefoot, was bending down to plant a green seedling, and gently covered the roots of the seedlings with the floating soil on both sides with both hands. Then compact......

“…… At present, we plant corn seedlings for breeding, so we should use as many corn seedlings as possible from each seed and each plant to ensure that more seeds are harvested to the greatest extent. But when planting in the field in the future, the first consideration is the survival rate, such a one-by-one planting is not possible, must be planted at the same time two or three seeds, until the corn seedlings grow five or six inches high, and then the seedlings, remove the thin and short, retain the growth of stout, so that the yield per mu can be guaranteed ......"

Fang Jun explained while planting, his movements were skillful and light, like an old farmer who had worked in the field all his life......

Someone asked: "Dare to ask Erlang, how much water is needed for such crops?" ”

Lu Dongzan followed the sound and knew that it was Yin Yue, the Tang Dynasty Si Nongqing, a noble son who became a monk halfway, his father and brother were all on horseback to gain fame, but when he came to him, he became the highest governor in charge of a country's agriculture. It stands to reason that this kind of "amateur management of the technical yamen" is simply playing the piano indiscriminately, and a person who has never farmed a field manages a country's agriculture and mulberry, so there is no chaos in the world?

However, looking at the fact that Yin Yue, who is now serious, can ask such the most crucial words, he knows that his farming skills are not low.

Lu Dongzan thought about it and was relieved.

It must be the books on farming that have survived in the Si Nong Temple for generations, so that Si Nongqing, who was originally just a noble son, mastered the techniques of farming in the shortest possible time.

I can't help but sigh again, compared with Tubo, the inheritance of the Tang Dynasty is too long, the culture is too prosperous, generation after generation of Han people are determined to write books and speak, even if they die, their thoughts, learning, and experience are not buried in the soil together, but passed down through books, generation after generation of Han people follow the footsteps of their ancestors, inherit the legacy of their ancestors, and continue to carry it forward.

This is the main reason why no matter which dynasty or generation, as long as the Central Plains is stable, the Han people can be above the foreign races.

Their culture is so long-standing......

He sighed in his heart, but he heard Fang Jun say: "...... These plants are native to the New World in the eastern part of the ocean, and we call them maize. Why? Its fruit is orange and shiny, shiny like jade, and the yield is extremely high. The most important thing is that this corn is more cold-tolerant than crops such as millet, millet and rice, and it can grow vigorously as long as it ensures moisture at critical moments such as seedlings and heading. The most important thing is that these plants have a well-developed root system, and they can thrive even in the sands of the mountains, river beaches, and even crevices in the rocks! ”

There was an exclamation in the greenhouse!

If this is the case, doesn't it mean that once this crop is popularized, Datang will have a lot more arable land out of thin air? The original river beaches, hillsides, ditches, gravel and other land that was not suitable for growing food can all be used!

Regardless of the output, just the land that can be used can increase Datang's grain output by 10%!

Lu Dongzan's eyes were red......

He couldn't wait to ask: "In this way, doesn't it mean that the barren land in Tibet can also be planted with this...... Corn? ”

Fang Jun saw Lu Dongzan at this time, thought about it, and nodded.

Later, corn was planted on a large scale in Tibetan areas, and as long as it was at a lower altitude, it was suitable for the growth of corn.

As a high-yield crop, corn must be popularized, and it will be planted all over the world, even if it is hidden and tucked, it is impossible to hide it, whether it is Tibet, Turkic, or even Goguryeo and Wa, sooner or later they will know about it, and sooner or later they will get corn seeds for planting.

This is a feast for all mankind, and it has nothing to do with the nation, let alone the country.

Since you can't hold it back, why not show favor and send a favor?

Lu Dongzan was so excited that his old face was flushed, he tidied up his clothes, touched the ground, and paid a big salute: "Erlang is affectionate and friendly, and the Tubo people will never forget it!" ”