"Harmony is not only about the harmony of personnel, but also the harmony of the people." Ye Qiange explained: "It also contains the saying that people are perfect and do the ultimate. ”

"Focus." Xu Xueba gritted his teeth.

"Food crops, for example." Ye Qiange gave himself a sip of tea and took a sip gently.

"Food crops!" Xu Yichan lowered her eyelashes and looked at Ye Qiange in disbelief, "How can we change this?" ”

Ye Qiange disagreed, "The main food crops in Daxu today are wheat in the north, followed by corn, and rice in the south. ”

"As far as I know, either way, the yield is not high. Just like rice, the yield per mu is less than four stones, and if there is a flood or drought, it may not even have three stones. ”

"Is there a way you can increase production?" Xu Yichan's eyes lit up suddenly, and her eyes were full of expectation,

"Nope." Ye Qiange said very decisively.

In this era, productivity was low, agricultural development was unusually slow, not only did there not have a complete farming system, but also the agricultural tools and irrigation systems were extremely rudimentary, and increasing yields in a short period of time was tantamount to a fool's dream.

Xu Yichan's face was full of disappointment, she picked up chopsticks again, picked up a piece of fish, and ate it like chewing wax.

"Although it can't increase production, there is another way to do it." Ye Qiange frowned, and said meaningfully.

Xu Yichan stopped chewing, blinked her big eyes, and looked at her very curiously.

"What's the solution?" Her tone was a little higher, and her expression was a little nervous.

"Change to a food crop." Ye Qiange said hesitantly.

When Xu Yichan heard this, her eyes couldn't help but dim a little, "Do you know that there are higher food crops?" ”

I can't help but Xu Yichan is not disappointed.

Food crops are not something that can be exchanged.

Not to mention whether we can find higher-yielding food crops, even if we do, it is a big problem whether they are suitable for planting in Daxu.

"Yes, and a lot." Ye Qiange nodded affirmatively. "The yield is still very high!"

He came from later generations, and the high-yield food crops can be like a few treasures.

Corn, potatoes, sweet potatoes, hybrid rice......

Either way, its yield is enough to crush any kind of food crop in Daxu.

Xu Yichan's pupils shrank suddenly, and her tone was a little lower, "How high?" ”

"At least fifty stones per mu!" Ye Qiange reported a number.

"Fifty stones, how is that possible?!"

Xu Yichan's eyes widened, she was almost choked by the food in her mouth, and stared at Ye Qiange with a frightened expression, her face full of shock.

You must know that the yield per mu of rice is not even four stones!

What is the concept of 50 stone per mu?

That's almost astronomical!

If it is Daxu, this kind of food crop can be planted on a large scale......

Xu Yichan didn't even dare to think about it.

Her breathing became rapid all of a sudden, knowing that Ye Qiange would not be untargeted, but she couldn't believe it in her heart, and looked at Ye Qiange with a faint gaze.

There is a hint of luck and hope in my heart.

"It's amazing, but there are more than one or two of these food crops." Ye Qiange pondered for a moment and said.

"You've seen it?" Hearing this, Xu Yichan had a little more hope in her heart.

Ye Qiange gritted his teeth and nodded, "I've seen it." ”

"A few years ago, I rescued a seafarer, and in order to repay me, he gave me a grain called sweet potato, which weighs several catties with only one sweet potato, and one plant can grow up to seven or eight, and the yield per mu is more than 50 stones."

"That red and sweet potato, but it's still there?" Xu Yichan stared at Ye Qiange tightly and asked.

"It's gone." Ye Qiange shook his head, feeling that he had said the wrong thing.

"Why isn't it there?" Xu Yichan's face suddenly turned cold.

Ye Qiange's scalp was numb, and he pouted weakly and said: "That person said, sweet potatoes are roasted and eaten, sweet and glutinous, I didn't hold back for a while, so I roasted them." ”

Syllable.

The chopsticks in Xu Yichan's hand broke into several sections in response.

She stood up suddenly, her chest rose and fell sharply, and she stared at Ye Qiange with anger on her face, eager to beat him up.

"Ye Qiange, you-"

She pointed at Ye Qiange, trembling all over.

That's 50 stone of grain per mu!

Her heart was bleeding.

"By the way, at that time, he also gave me a few things called potatoes, the size of a fist, one plant can grow to ten or twenty, and the yield is almost the same as sweet potatoes."

Xu Yichan was stunned for a moment, her anger changed slightly, and then she regained her composure and asked, "Do you still keep those potatoes?" ”

Ye Qiange sighed, "It's also baked together, I think it's better to bake sweet potatoes." ”

Is it time to discuss which is better baked, sweet potatoes or potatoes?

Xu Yichan was about to vomit blood, her eyes were red, the internal force on her body was shocking, her long hair was windless and automatic, and she really wanted to destroy the people in front of her humanely.

Ye Qiange shrank his head and immediately shut up, but seeing that Xu Yichan didn't make a move, he said: "He also gave me a third kind of grain called corn, although the yield is not as good as sweet potatoes and potatoes, but it is cold and drought tolerant, and the yield per mu is still thirty or forty stones." ”

"It's a pity that I didn't."

"Why not?" Xu Yichan's face was full of calmness.

"The man said that corn is not delicious when roasted, and that it should be steamed and eaten."

Roast your uncle!

If Xu Yichan wanted to know this, she would definitely scold.

Her face was full of decadence, and she was completely defeated by Ye Qiange's IQ.

Is there anyone in this world who holds a treasure in his hand and doesn't know it?

Yes.

Moreover, it is also three heavy treasures.

"Get out!"

This person is really too hateful, Xu Yichan is afraid that she will not be able to control herself for a while, and she will hang it up and smoke it as Jiang Rou said.

"Last year I was young, only sixteen." Ye Qiange tried his best to defend himself, "It's a time of ignorance, and I can't be blamed for this." ”

Xu Yichan sneered: "I am sixteen years old, and I have entered the East Palace and are in charge of state affairs for the emperor. ”

Ye Qiange's old face was red, he knew that this was the case, and he should have pushed the time of the story to ten years ago.

Miscalculation, miscalculation.

"That's not the point." Ye Qiange hurriedly changed the subject, "Although it's gone, that seafarer told me where to find these grains. ”

Xu Yichan didn't speak, and looked at Ye Qiange coldly, obviously angry.

When Ye Qiange saw it, he smiled and continued to speak.

"That place is across the ocean from Daxu, and it takes a year to sail east, maybe two years."

Ye Qiange secretly estimated Da Xu's current navigation level, and said about a time.

Xu Yichan gasped, "How can this be possible to stay on the ship for a year, or even two years?" ”

Ye Qiange nodded thoughtfully, thought about it and said: "Crossing the ocean to the east, the risk coefficient is extremely high, and there is no supply along the way, with today's shipbuilding technology and navigation level, it is indeed impossible to do this." ”

He suddenly raised his eyes, and the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up a smile, and said meaningfully: "If you can't go east, then go west." ”