The next day, Fu Bo took ten people to Qingning Palace.

"Old slave Fusheng, I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince."

"Fauber, don't be polite, please get up quickly." Seeing this, Zhu Cihong hurriedly stepped forward to help Fusheng up.

Zhu Cihong saw the ten people behind Fu Bo, and asked suspiciously, "Fu Bo, who are these ten?" ”

Fu Bo bowed and said humbly: "Back to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, these ten are the croppers personally selected by the Queen Mother for you, and all of them are senior old farmers. ”

After listening to Fu Bo, Zhu Cihong's eyes were a little red. I didn't expect Queen Zhou to personally choose someone for herself, this must be maternal love, and she will always give the best to her children.

Zhu Cihong said ashamedly: "I didn't expect that the queen mother would choose all the trivial things, which really bothered the queen mother." ”

Fu Bo said softly: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, the Queen Mother said that since you want to help, you will help to the end, you deserve the best." ”

In this way, the prince can't live up to the queen mother's good intentions. Fu Bo, where is the 100 acres of fertile land that the queen mother gave to the prince, the prince wants to go and see. ”

"His Royal Highness the Prince, this is the title deed of the Zhuangzi outside the Niangniang Taigong, from now on, you are the new owner of the Zhuangzi." After that, he took out a stack of land deeds from his arms and respectfully handed them to Zhu Cihong.

Zhu Cihong took the title deed from Fu Bo's hand, and ordered someone to put it away without checking it.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, don't you want to check it out?"

"Don't be suspicious of employing people, don't use suspicious people, Your Highness believes in you."

After listening to Zhu Cihong, Fu Bo couldn't help but glance at Zhu Cihong, he didn't expect Zhu Cihong to have such courage at a young age, and he would definitely be a person who would do great things in the future.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, the old slave has prepared the carriage, please ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to go to Zhuangzi outside the palace with the old slave."

"Okay, His Royal Highness will go with you to the queen mother's Zhuangzi to have a look. Please also ask Fauber to lead the way. ”

"His Royal Highness the Prince, please come with the old slave."

"Qi Long, Xia Nuan, the two of you will go to Zhuangzi with His Royal Highness, and Chunxiang will stay in the palace to watch the palace." After giving the order, Zhu Cihong followed Fu Bo out.

On the way, Qi Long asked puzzledly: "Your Highness, your subordinates are stupid, I don't know why Your Highness doesn't go to study, and you have to waste time to grow food." ”

Zhu Cixi smiled and said: "The people take food as the sky, and now we are in the period of the Xiaoice River, and the grain production has been greatly reduced, and many people are starving to death. Sweet potatoes and pearl rice, also known as sweet potatoes and corn, are two crops that are very easy to survive and have very high yields, three to four times that of ordinary products. After solving the food problem, I can defend against the enemy with peace of mind. Otherwise, the soldiers' stomachs will not be full, and how can they defend their families and the country. ”

After listening to Zhu Cihong's explanation, Qi Long couldn't help but glance at Zhu Cihong, and strengthened his determination to follow Zhu Cihong.

Qi Long said ashamedly: "It's the subordinates who are short-sighted, and the subordinates are taught." ”

Zhu Cihong said with a smile: "Actually, everyone thinks of this problem, but they can't find a good solution. Natural and man-made disasters are always unavoidable, and the only way is to find a way to increase food production. Then we built our own granaries abroad so that our people would not starve. ”

While Zhu Cihong was chatting with Qi Long, the carriage had already arrived at the village.

Fu Bo said: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, Zhuangzi has arrived. ”

Qi Long jumped suddenly and jumped out of the carriage. Then he took a stool from the back of the carriage and put it on the ground, and Zhu Cihong stepped on the stool before getting out of the carriage.

Fu Bo took Zhu Cihong into the house and took out the map to introduce Zhu Cihong.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, there are 20 acres of paddy fields, 60 acres of fertile fields, 10 acres of mountain fields, and 10 acres of barren fields. I don't know how His Royal Highness the Crown Prince plans to do so. ”

Zhu Cihong thought for a while and said: "Twenty acres of paddy fields are all planted with rice, sixty acres of fertile fields, thirty acres of ordinary grains, fifteen acres of sweet potatoes, and fifteen acres of pearl rice. As for Yamada and Arada, they grow sweet potatoes and pearl rice. ”

Fu Bo took a pen and recorded all Zhu Cihong's requests.

"By the way, who will grow rice."

In the crowd, a dark, fine-like old man stood out.

"Returning to His Royal Highness the Prince, the young Yuan Shikang has been planting rice since he was fifteen years old, and now he is forty-five years old, and he has been planting for thirty years."

When Zhu Cihong heard the name, he was taken aback - Yuan Shikang. It won't be the ancestor of the old grandfather surnamed Yuan in the 21st century! That old man single-handedly solved the problem of eating for 130,000 people in China.

Thinking of this, Zhu Cihong said respectfully: "Master Yuan, have you ever heard of hybrid rice?" ”

As soon as Yuan Shikang heard Zhu Cihong call him master, he immediately knelt on the ground and said in a panic: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, you can torture the little old man." The little old man can't afford to be called a master. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince just calls for his name. ”

Zhu Cihong didn't expect him to be like this, and Yuan Shikang was frightened, and said helplessly: "Ouyang Gong said that the master is a teacher, and Yuan Lao has been planting rice for thirty years, and in terms of experience, he is completely worthy of being called a master." ”

Yuan Shikang did not agree with Zhu Cihong to call himself master, and in desperation, he could only call Yuan Lao.

Zhu Cihong asked, "Old Yuan, have you ever heard of hybrid rice?" ”

Yuan Shikang asked with a puzzled expression: "His Royal Highness the Prince, what is hybrid rice?" The little old man had never heard of it! Please also ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to clarify his doubts. ”

"Hybrid rice is produced by crossing different rice varieties with each other, and rice is a self-pollinating crop, which is not good for the preparation of hybrid seeds. To carry out the crossbreeding of two different rice varieties, the stamens of one variety must be artificially emasculated or killed, and then the pollen of the stamens of the other variety should be transferred to the emasculated variety, so that there will be no false hybrid rice with self-pollination of the emasculated variety. ”

"In layman's terms, it is to combine the strengths of several types of rice into one place. In this way, we can learn from each other's strengths, and combine the strengths of a variety of rice, which is hybrid rice. This rice does not have the disadvantages of other rice, and combines all the advantages of other rice. It has the characteristics of drought resistance, high survival rate, high yield and low living environment requirements. ”

Yuan Shikang listened to it with little understanding, and after listening to Zhu Cihong's words, it seemed to open the door to a new world for Yuan Shikang. Yuan Shikang said: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, please forgive the little old man for being presumptuous. I don't know where you found out about it. If your method works, then no one among my people will go hungry anymore. ”

Zhu Cihong said with a smile: "This method was told to me by a hermit master. I have already taught the method to Yuan Lao, and it will be troublesome for Yuan Lao to make it later, and it will be troublesome for Yuan Lao to worry about the eating problem of my Ming people. After speaking, Zhu Cihong respectfully saluted Yuan Shikang.

Yuan Shikang saw Zhu Cihong saluting him, hurriedly stopped him, and said excitedly: "Thanks to His Royal Highness, the little old man will definitely live up to His Royal Highness the Prince's expectations and get the hybrid rice out as soon as possible." ”