Chapter 8 The yield per mu is amazing!

As soon as the words fell, the entire court was silent.

All were stunned.

What did they hear?

"Eight stones per mu of rice? How can it be! The best land in my Daqin is only two and a half stones per mu! ”

"Yes, the output of the Ten Princes and Eight Stones is unprecedented, alas, it seems that the Ten Princes have started talking nonsense for the attention of His Majesty."

And potatoes yield sixteen stone per mu? There is also a sweet potato called one, with a yield of thirty stones per mu?

These two names are unheard of, and they are simply fantastical!

At this moment, everyone looked at Zhao Mu with regret.

I think he is too young, and he dares to say anything in order to get His Majesty's attention.

On the dragon chair, Ying Zheng's face was also slightly gloomy, staring at Zhao Mu and saying in a deep voice: "Old ten, do you know what you're talking about?!" ”

The hidden anger swept over with the majesty of terror, causing everyone present to breathe and change their complexions.

Oops! Your Majesty is really angry!

Zhao Mu in the palace couldn't help but change his face at this moment, and he was shocked.

It is worthy of being called the first emperor of the ages by later generations!

This momentum can make people feel suffocated.

This is still the case when he took genetic medicine and his physical fitness has been greatly improved.

If it was me some time ago, I am afraid that I would be pressed down by this momentum.

Although he was shocked, Zhao Mu's body still stood straight, and he said solemnly: "Father, what the son said is true!" ”

Ying Zheng's eyes were cold, anger appeared in his eyes, and when he was about to reprimand angrily, Zhao Gao on the side suddenly said: "Your Majesty, what Gongzi Mu said is true, the old slave has seen it in Gongzi's mansion." ”

"The growth of the rice is gratifyingly tight, and the old slave estimates that it can indeed reach a yield of about eight stones per mu."

"Huh?"

Ying Zheng turned his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, he glanced at Zhao Gao deeply, pondered for a moment, and said to Zhao Mu: "The three crops you said are all in your mansion?" ”

"Yes, father, my son-in-law knows the hardships of my people in Great Qin, and he devoted himself to studying crops a few years ago."

"This year has finally come to fruition, as long as my father sends someone to Huaqing Pavilion to check."

Zhao Mu nodded and said.

As soon as this sentence fell, Yingzheng on the dragon chair slowly got up and walked down.

"Lead the way, I want to see what can strengthen my Great Qin Foundation." Ying Zheng waved his hand.

Zhao Mu's expression froze, if he just asked people to check, he wouldn't worry about anything.

But if he went to see it himself, he couldn't guarantee that the secret in his yard would not be discovered.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Mu bowed and saluted: "Pastor's order." ”

Ying Zheng decided to go and see it, and the civil and military officials naturally wanted to go too.

So a group of people left Xianyang Palace, got into carriages, and drove towards Zhao Mude's mansion.

……

Inside the carriage.

Zhao Mu frowned, his face hesitant.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh and muttered, "That's it, I still won't let them retreat." ”

"I'm a dignified Qin Gongzi, it's reasonable to have a few secret guards under my hands, right?"

A group of people came to Huaqing Pavilion, and the two guards at the door saw Zhao Mu hurriedly saluting: "Son." ”

Zhao Mu nodded, and walked towards the backyard with Ying Zheng and a group of officials.

On the way, Chu Ning'er ran out with a happy face, but when she saw such a large group of people, she suddenly reined in and stood obediently in the corner.

Along the way, seeing that there was no one else except Chu Ning'er, Ying Zheng frowned slightly, and said with a somewhat unhappy expression: "Zhao Zhongche, why don't you even have a few maids in Lao Shi's yard?" ”

The dignified prince of Qin, there is only one maid by his side, is he so poor that Daqin?

Zhao Gao's expression froze, and just as he wanted to say something, Zhao Mu suddenly spoke: "Father, the son doesn't like many people, so he sent the original maids back to the palace." ”

"Now it's enough to have one person by your side."

Just kidding, his mansion is all his own people, and if he sends someone else in, his secret won't be hidden.

Ying Zheng nodded, his eyes skimmed to Chu Ning'er in the distance, and he was suddenly stunned.

It's not the body of Yuan Yin?

When he came back to look at Zhao Mu, who was a little embarrassed, a smile appeared in his eyes, and said, "Since that's the case, it's up to you." ”

He could feel the breath of his son and the maid blending together.

This shows that the maid is really a "close" maid.

Although he was the monarch of Great Qin, he did not interfere too much with the other half of his children.

Not to mention anything else, many of his own concubines are from ordinary backgrounds.

And the following princesses, some marry weak scholars, and some marry pawns in the army.

Because for him, in Daqin, his royal lineage is already the most noble, so naturally there is no need to borrow others.

The moment the group crossed the hallway and stepped into the backyard, the expressions on everyone's faces were extremely shocked.

Because in front of everyone's eyes, it is a golden rice field, and on the ground in the distance, there are leaves of unknown crops, which are verdant and stretch without end.

However, just the golden color in front of them had already shocked them.

Because it's rice! Moreover, the particles are unusually large!

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty, what the Tenth Prince said is true! ”

One of the ministers muttered, his eyes full of shock.

If this large area is full of this kind of rice, not to mention eight stones, ten stones are possible.

Ying Zheng's pupils also shrank sharply at this time, although it was not as exaggerated as others showed, but the slightly trembling shoulders showed that he was not calm now.

Walking forward, Ying Zheng picked up a handful of low-hanging ears of rice and looked at them carefully.

"It's really rice, it's really rice!" Ying Zheng muttered in a low voice.

"Father, the time is just up, you can send someone to harvest it." Zhao Mu smiled.

Ying Zheng came back to his senses, stared at the rice field in front of him with blazing eyes, and shouted: "Zhao Zhongche, send someone to cut the rice and weigh it!" ”

"No!" Zhao Gao replied and flashed out of the courtyard.

A moment later, with a large group of soldiers began to harvest rice.

During this period, even some ministers couldn't help but take matters into their own hands, looking at those huge rice grains, as if they had seen a beloved baby.

Two hours later, a minister came running out of breath, swallowed his spit, and said, "Your Majesty! Harvest four acres of rice fields, a total of forty-five stones! ”

Hearing this, Ying Zheng's eyes flashed with excitement.

However, this excitement was quickly hidden by him.

Then Zhao Mu pointed to the two fields in the distance, and said: "The sapling on the left is a tall potato, and the one on the ground is a sweet potato, and my father can also send someone to dig it." ”

"Potatoes and sweet potatoes can be boiled or burned."

Ying Zheng nodded, and ordered people to dig potatoes and sweet potatoes.

When it was getting dark, the civil official from before ran over, and the corners of his mouth were glued with a dark unknown paste.

He gasped and said excitedly, "Your Majesty...... Your Majesty! Potatoes yield eighteen stones per mu! Sweet potatoes yield 32 stone per mu! ”

"Moreover, after the potatoes that Childe said are boiled, they are not only delicate in the mouth, but also extremely full, and the sweet potatoes are sweet when cooked, and they are even sweeter when eaten raw!"

"Good! Great goodness! ”

Hearing this, Ying Zheng smiled loudly, turned to Zhao Mu and said, "Old ten, you have merit!" Great work! Reward! ”

He understood that if these things were promoted to all parts of the country, his Great Qin's economy would multiply several times.

And the people no longer have to live without a meal.

If the people are strong, the country will be strong!

"Tell me, what do you want?" The smile in Ying Zheng's eyes was completely revealed.

Hearing this, several sons in the crowd were all emotional.

But there was not a hint of jealousy in them.

Because these things Zhao Mu did were enough to be famous for thousands of years.

"The old ten are amazing!" The third prince sighed.

"Yes, I didn't expect the inconspicuous old ten to cultivate such an earth-shattering thing in the mansion." The Seventh Prince also sighed.

A smile also appeared on Fusu's face.

With this thing, Great Qin will grow into a super power.

"Father, the son hasn't thought about it yet, why don't you think about it in the future and ask you for it?" Zhao Mu's eyes flashed with a gleam and said with a smile.