Old man Song's obsession is hybrid rice, in the past 20 years, the former Yongwang and the current emperor have almost responded to his requests, and he feels that if he fails to complete the task assigned by His Majesty before he dies, he will not be able to close his eyes even if he dies.

Heaven has mercy, twenty-three years, he has searched all over the country, experimented thousands of times, and this time he succeeded!

Happiness came too suddenly, so that the old man Song, who had never dared to relax his mind or even dare to die, suddenly aged a lot.

Zhu Houwei knew that this was because Old Man Song had let go of his obsession and had lost his goal in life, and if he wanted him to rekindle the fire of life and inspire his fighting spirit again, he had to give him a higher goal to pursue.

"How's the harvest for ten acres?" Zhu Houwei asked again, even if he already knew the answer, he was still willing to listen to it again, because this answer was like the sound of heaven.

"Back to Your Majesty, ten acres of rice fields, the highest one acre of harvest is six stones, three buckets and six liters, and the lowest one acre of harvest is five stones, one bucket and five liters......"

One stone is one hundred and twenty catties, one is sixty catties, one bucket is twelve catties, and one liter is one and two catties, that is to say, the lowest yield per mu of this harvest is almost 730 catties, and the highest is more than 760 catties!

The rice yield varies between the north and the south, but to sum up, the average yield per mu is about 2.5 stones, which means that the success of hybrid rice this time has doubled and a half times the yield per mu!

Zhu Houwei still remembers that Yuan Lao studied hybrid rice in later generations, and at the beginning it was a yield of 400 kilograms per mu, that is, about 6.5 stones.

"Harvest rice!" Zhu Houwei ordered dozens of peasants to immediately go to the fields and weigh them after cutting.

"Your Majesty, this acre of harvest is six stones and one bucket."

"Go on."

"Six Stones and Three Buckets...... Six stones and one bucket...... Five stones, one husk, four buckets...... Six stones and five buckets! ”

The data of the harvest of one acre and one mu was reported to Zhu Houwei, so that the smile on Zhu Houwei's face was almost unbroken, what is Longyan Dayue, this is Longyan Dayue!

Gu Hou brought back a large number of high-yield crop seeds from the Americas, so that the people had food to satisfy their hunger in the disaster year of reduced grain production, but whether it was corn, potatoes or potatoes, it could not replace rice and wheat, and if he wanted to completely solve the food problem of the people, hybrid rice was the only means that Zhu Houwei could think of!

High-yielding crops can make the population of Daming explode, but it is not enough to blow out, but hybrid rice can!

"Song Weng...... The merit is in the contemporary, and the benefit is in the future! Zhu Houwei sighed: "Doubling the yield per mu of rice is my dream for so many years, and it is also the foundation for the Ming Dynasty to be rich from now on, and Song Weng's merit is not under the valley marquis!"

"It's been more than twenty years...... Shame on the old decay, ashamed of Your Majesty! Old man Song wiped a handful of tears.

"Song Lao has won the first stage, is he not ambitious?"

Old man Song sighed twice, his eyes full of doubts.

"I canonized Song Lao as a rice uncle, hereditary replacement!"

Old man Song was directly stunned, if it weren't for Ren Xing's reminder, he didn't even think of thanks, he was so shocked, even if he dreamed that he would become an ordinary old farmer!

And who doesn't know, in the Jiajing Dynasty, how rare it is to be honored, throughout the ages, those who can be knighted are either the founding fathers, if they are important ministers of the court, or people with great military achievements, but in the Jiajing Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty, there is no knighthood for military exploits, and the king of war cannot be counted at all!

Who was knighted as the general who fought the grassland with the king of war? Wang Shouren led his troops out of the customs, recovered Hami, defeated Tulupan, captured Mansuer, and enshrined thousands of miles of Xinjiang in the Ming Dynasty!

It is conceivable that in the Jiajing Dynasty, it was so difficult to be knighted by military exploits, and it could even be said that it was impossible at all!

However, everyone in the world also knows that Emperor Jiajing does not like the nobles and even the clan, and even tries to move the nobles of the clan overseas, which comes from Emperor Jiajing's words.

The remnants of the ancestors are not the capital for future generations to lie on the merit book and be blessed!

Although Emperor Jiajing did not directly do anything to Xungui, no one was stupid, they all knew that there was no soil for Xungui's survival in the Ming Dynasty, and they were unwilling to leave their hometown from the beginning, and now they are ready to stay away from the homeland of the Ming Dynasty, because they all know that if they don't leave, Emperor Jiajing will definitely abolish the hereditary replacement of Xungui!

To this day, Emperor Jiajing has only canonized one valley marquis!

However, today, on the incomparably lonely campus of Tongzhou Agricultural University, the second noble of the Jiajing Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty was born!

And it's hereditary! Although it is only an earl, it is enough to shock the world!

"The yield of six stones per mu of rice is not the end, but the beginning." Zhu Houwei sighed: "Song Weng is an expert in agronomy and a senior talent in the research and development of hybrid rice, I will never be stingy with senior talents, but I hope that you can make persistent efforts to make the yield of this grain per mu reach ten, fifteen, or even twenty stones!" I hope that in my lifetime, all the people under the Ming Dynasty will no longer worry about their livelihood and will be able to eat this hybrid rice! As long as I can achieve this goal, I want people to give people, silver to silver, titles to titles, and even princes are idle! ”

"Grass people must ......"

"Song Weng is now the Earl of Daming, so he doesn't need to call himself a grass people."

"Grass People...... Minister...... Grass...... The minister must ......"

"Alright, alright." Zhu Houwei smiled and said, "I don't want to put pressure on Song Weng, I just give hope, because I feel that as long as I continue to work hard, the yield of this hybrid rice per mu will reach ten stones, and fifteen stones is definitely not a dream."

Old man Song wiped his tears and said, "Minister...... It's just that I'm old, and I don't know how many years I have to live, if I can't complete it......"

"Passing the torch from generation to generation." Zhu Houwei patted Old Man Song on the shoulder and said: "People are inherently dead, I can't avoid vulgarity, Song Weng can't be finished in his lifetime, and your son and disciples, even if I can't see it, there are still my descendants who can see it, why should Song Weng worry."

"The minister has written it down."

Zhu Houwei got up and walked a few steps, looked at Yang Yiqing who was following and asked, "What impact does Yang Aiqing think this doubling of the yield per mu of hybrid rice will have on Daming?"

"Great achievement!" Yang Yiqing sighed: "This kind of thing, the old minister never dared to think about it even in his sleep, but now it has become a reality, so that the minister is like a different world, and the exploits of Song Lao are no longer under the valley marquis back then."

"Gu Hou...... The Ming Dynasty has more than 2,000 seagoing ships, and it is time to make every effort to build steel giants in the future, and some things should be put on the agenda......"

Yang Yiqing was slightly stunned, but he didn't answer the emperor's words, but said directly: "Your Majesty...... The minister has doubts and worries! ”

Zhu Houwei said curiously: "Doubtful? Worry? Let's talk about it. ”

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