Type: Seed

Name: Potato

Source: South America

Introduction: It is a perennial herbaceous plant of the Solanaceae family, the tuber can be edible, and it is the first food crop in mass production. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although he had expected it in his heart, he still showed a happy smile on his face, the seeds belonged to the miscellaneous items, in the past, they were mostly random, and there was no stability factor at all, and if he was lucky, he might draw some precious seeds of exotic flowers and fruits, but if he was unlucky, similar to dandelions, roses, and a large piece of things in the field, Huangfu Mu did not smoke China.

At first, Huang Fumu was also quite disappointed when he chose to draw seeds, but he didn't expect that things would take such a big turn.

Potatoes, isn't this a potato?

Seeing the green shoots lying quietly in his hands, Huangfu Mu's eyes were like hungry wolves, reflecting a seeping green glow.

I don't blame him for such a gaffe, it's really because this thing is too important!

What was the root cause of the Yellow Turban Uprising? It's not poverty, it's not ambition! There is only one reason for the real rebellion in the entire Central Plains from beginning to end, that is, there is no food, hunger!

In the late Han Dynasty, the world was turbulent, the people were struggling to make a living, and many people followed Zhang Jiao to participate in the uprising because they could not eat enough, which led to the Yellow Turban Rebellion in the later period.

It's just that there are a large number of yellow turbans, and many people can only eat grass roots and bark at that time, and it is said that at that time, the refugees passed by, and there was no grass, and even more so it had reached the point of cannibalism. Cao Cao, Yuan Shao and others openly made ordinary people "vegetable people." "So that the troops can eat it.

As for the noodles that are widely used today, it was only invented by the elder brothers in the late Three Kingdoms, when people's main food was millet (millet), meat was generally only barbecue-based, and wine was also one or two degrees, which was very monotonous.

In addition, people at that time generally ate only two meals, and one meal was at sunrise (breakfast) and they generally ate more because of labor. The other meal is eaten in the evening.

For the vast majority of people, war is the only way to achieve their ambitions, and for most soldiers, the motivation to fight is nothing more than to be able to survive.

Soldiers and horses go first before grain and grass are moved, and the role of grain is very important in the victory or defeat of a war.

Millet, which is commonly known as millet, is the main food of this era, the villagers are fortunate to work hard for a year, nothing more than a few hundred catties per mu, and after a series of taxes and natural disasters baptism, the grain that really falls into the hands of the villagers is only enough to make a living, and even some insufficient.

However, what about the mass production of potatoes? It is no exaggeration to say that this existence, known as "chopping" in South America, can reach thousands of catties even in the worst environment!

Killer! It's a big killer!

In this world, although the Wenchen Tiger General is dazzling, it is also as few as the morning star, only so many hundreds, and the pioneers who really lead the progress of this era are still those hard-working people who face the loess with their backs to the sky.

What is most important to the population? It's not my emperor who sits on top of the nine heavens, nor is it a celebrity through the ages, what really makes them work so hard day and night is always the food in front of them!

Those who win the hearts of the people win the world.

Isn't this potato the best existence to win the hearts of the people?!

Mass production of thousands of catties, casually a few hundred acres of land is worth the grain output of a county.

The Yellow Turban Rebellion will break out soon, if you can come up with enough food, does this indicate that you can occupy more territory, accept more refugees, and form a bigger and stronger soldier system!

Thinking of this, Huangfu Mu's heart couldn't help beating.

If the original system's mandatory tasks have been pressed on Huangfu Mu's chest like a boulder, then now, after the appearance of potatoes, the pressure on Huangfu Mu's chest seems to be a little lighter, and it is not at all as breathless as before.

Although his heart was full of excitement, Huangfu Mu's mind was clear, and he knew that he had to strictly control the seeds like potatoes and not easily fall into the hands of others!

This is not that Huangfu Mu disregards the life and death of people in the world and allows tragedy to happen, but so far, the appearance of potatoes has become Huangfu Mu's biggest hole card.

Nowadays, the emperor has no power, no soldiers and no horses, how difficult is it to win the world?

Potatoes can be grown and eaten. But in the early stage, it must be strictly controlled in their own hands, only in this way can the emperor take the lead and win a place in the era of bright stars!

With a deep breath of turbidity, Huangfu Mu put the potato seeds into his backpack.

There is not much time left for him, even if the roe deer mountain has been destroyed, but the emperor Fu Mu can not forget the danger, time is like a white horse passing by, flying away, and the current power of Zuoquan Village alone will not help him at all.

According to Huang Fumu's thoughts, the most important thing for the present plan is to expand Zuoquan Village and increase the number of villagers and militia, only in this way can many of the ideas in Huang Fumu's heart be implemented.

And the Huangfu Mu also proved his determination to his own ideas with his actions.

Just a day later, Huangfu Mu found Han Chou.

"Childe." Dressed in an ordinary cloth suit, although Han Chou was attacked by Yue Pingchuan yesterday and was injured and vomited blood, with his strong physique, his complexion at this time was also a lot ruddy.

Although Han Chou's steps are not big, his fierce aura is getting stronger and stronger, and it is obvious that after walking around the line of life and death, Han Chou's harvest is also huge.

"Childe, what are you looking for me?" Han Chou's temperament was crisp, and he didn't say more greetings, but said straight to the point.

For Han Chou, the man in front of him is his benefactor, even if the other party is a little younger, but in order to repay the kindness of destroying Roe Deer Mountain and saving nearly 100 lives in Zuoquan Village, Han Chou is willing to accept him as the master, and the horse is the head.

"Han Chou, I called you over, nothing else, I just wanted to ask, are there any refugees gathered around the village?" Huangfu Mu didn't hold any shelf, and said calmly.

Hearing Huangfu Mu's words, Han Chou frowned slightly.

He didn't expect that the other party would ask such a question.