It's another year in the blink of an eye.

September.

Balmy autumn day.

In the Xianyang Palace, an ordinary carriage quietly left the palace without alarming anyone.

There were only two people in the carriage.

One was dressed in white, with a delicate face, a cold gaze, a long sword hanging from his waist, and his right hand never left the hilt.

One was wearing a dark robe, with slender eyes, sharp gaze, straight nose, and pursed lips, and the whole person looked full of majesty, cruelty, deepness, and firmness.

The two are Yingzheng and Gai Nie who went out on patrol in microservices.

As a king, it was obviously a very risky decision to leave the palace rashly, but this time the risk was completely worth it for Yingzheng.

Even though in the past six months, Ying Zheng, who is in the palace, has received several secret letters from Mo Jun, informing him that the rice in Ganquan Village is growing well, but although Ying Zheng has believed some things in his heart, if he doesn't take a look with his own eyes, he will still be a little unable to let go of after all.

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The scenery of the land of Bashu is beautiful.

At least for the people of this era, the endless golden ears of rice are far more beautiful than the various famous mountains and rivers.

Seeing the autumn harvest on both sides through the car window, Yingzheng was still a little nervous, but it was also slightly relieved.

It didn't take long.

The carriage stopped outside Ganquan Village, and Mo Jun had already received the news of the arrival of the Ying dignitaries through the secret letter, so he had already dressed up early and led a group of people to wait here.

"Ministers see the king!"

When Yingzheng got out of the car, everyone bowed and saluted.

Gong Defeat Qiu and Meng Tian and the others were not surprised by the arrival of Yingzheng, maybe they didn't understand what happened for a while at first, but with the past month, after the grain and rice in the field matured, no matter how incredible everyone felt in their hearts, they had basically guessed some truths.

Especially the arrival of Yingzheng today confirmed their inner conjecture.

"No need to be polite."

Ying Zheng's mind was obviously not here at this time, so he just said casually, let everyone get up, and then said to Mo Jun: "Mo Qing, is the planting of new rice seeds going well?" ”

Mo Jun saluted and said, "Thanks to the king's blessing, everything is going well." ”

Ying Zheng couldn't wait: "How is the harvest?" ”

Mo Jun replied: "It has not been harvested yet, and it is waiting for the king's order." ”

Ying Zheng said: "Okay, good······ Since this is the case, then let the widow see with his own eyes the results of this new rice seed created by Mo Qing. ”

After that, Ying Zheng strode out towards Ganquan Village, followed by Mo Jun and others.

After entering Ganquan Village.

The scene in front of Ying Zheng's eyes changed suddenly.

Along the way just now, Ying Zheng has seen thousands of acres of mature rice fields, but the thousands of acres of rice fields outside add up, but they feel that they are not as 'rich' as the more than 1,000 acres of rice fields in front of him.

Look around.

Patches of golden-like color are continuous, dense rice is neatly arranged, closely connected, and when the wind blows, it immediately makes a 'rustling' moser sound.

The golden and huge ears of rice hung down, as if even the thick rice stalks below could not bear the weight of the fruit.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Ying Zheng's eyes couldn't help but show a burning color.

And the countless Tian slaves holding scythes below were also excited. They didn't know Yingzheng, but they knew very well what the rice fields in front of them meant.

"Open the sickle!"

After staring at the front and admiring the 'beautiful scenery' in front of him for a while, Ying Zheng waved his sleeves and ordered.

Meng Tian got the order, and immediately stepped forward and said loudly: "Open the sickle!" ”

When the many field slaves and soldiers who had been waiting for a long time heard the order, they immediately waved their sickles excitedly and began to bend down to harvest.

The harvesting of more than 1,000 acres of rice fields is a huge project, but the number of people harvesting this time is also very large.

Mo Jun stood in the corner of the field, waiting quietly with Ying Zheng, and the two waited from morning to evening.

Finally.

All the rice was harvested and weighed under Meng Tian's command.

"Report, all the rice has been weighed."

"How much?"

Hearing the report below, Ying Zheng, who had been waiting for a day, stood up with a brush, stared at the person who reported with burning eyes, and couldn't wait.

"A total of 1,000 and 50 acres of paddy fields were harvested this time, and a total of ······ rice was harvested."

The soldier who reported looked at the record in his hand, and he wondered if there was an error in the record, so he couldn't help but swallow his saliva for a while, and then hesitated to speak: "There are ······ Five thousand two hundred and sixty-three stones. ”

Wow!

As soon as this statement came out.

It instantly caused an uproar in the crowd.

The public loses revenge, and Meng Tian ······ The others widened their eyes and looked at Mo Jun in disbelief.

Although since the rice in these fields matured, they had found that the yield of these rice was different from that of ordinary farmland, after all, the scene of more than 1,000 acres of farmland was too strong in contrast to the surrounding farmland.

However, this output still scared them a lot.

More than 1,000 acres of farmland have grown more than 5,000 stone rice.

What is this concept?

The 'royal family's exclusive field' in Ganquan Village belongs to the best fertile fields, but even so, the average yield of one mu of land in previous years was about two and a half stones.

But now······

"Hahaha······ Good, good, good! ”

After listening to the soldier's report below, Ying Zheng also had a sluggish breath, but then laughed loudly and said three good words in a row.

"One thousand and fifty acres of fertile land can produce more than 5,000 stone of grain, in other words, an average of one acre of land can produce five stone of grain, which is more than double the previous output." ”

Ying Zheng turned his head to look at Mo Jun and said happily: "Mo Qing, the widow thought that the increase in production by eighty or ninety percent you said before was an overestimate, but I didn't expect it to be just a humble statement!" ”

"Ahh

Mo Jun looked a little embarrassed and said, "This rice seed is still in the experimental stage, so there are some errors, even if it is difficult to estimate even a minister. ”

When Ying Zheng heard this, he suddenly smiled even more happily: "Hahaha····· Error? If it is all such errors, then the widow hopes that Mo Qing will be as good as possible! ”

Ying Zheng and Gai Nie already knew the yield of the new rice seeds before, so when they heard the results at this moment, they could barely keep calm.

However, the others listened to the conversation between Mo Jun and Ying Zheng, and they had already froze in place.

Meng Tian unconsciously lost his mind.

Gong Defeat's mouth opened wide, and he pulled off a wisp of his chin and beard with one hand, and he didn't feel it.

And when many field slaves and soldiers below heard such an output, their eyes turned red unconsciously with excitement.

What is the concept of doubling yield per acre?

To put it mildly, from now on, the population that Qin can support can be directly doubled.

To put it mildly, as long as such rice is planted, the families of these soldiers and field slaves will never go hungry again as long as they do not encounter catastrophes.

Even in the event of a disaster, there will be more food reserves to withstand the disaster, and the probability of family members dying of starvation will be halved.

If there had been such a grain in the past, perhaps these field slaves would not have been reduced to slavery at all.

If there had been such food in the past, perhaps these soldiers would not have chosen to join the army at all, and at most would have been forced to serve in the military.

If there had been such a grain in the past, I am afraid that the soldiers of Great Qin would never have fought hungry again.

If ······

If ······

If ······

"Puff~~"

Thinking about it, I don't know who took the lead, but I saw a figure suddenly kneel down towards Mo Jun.

Immediately afterwards, more and more people knelt on the ground, their eyes were red, and they knelt down to Mo Jun with sobs, and said loudly: "The little one is kowtowing to the adults instead of his family!" ”

it!

Suddenly seeing this scene, Mo Jun first felt not kindness, but was shocked.

Boy.

Kowtow to me in front of King Qin, you are trying to kill me!

Mo Jun subconsciously wanted to dodge, but in the next second, he saw a big hand pressed on his shoulder and forcibly asked him to accept this gift.

Look back.

Mo Jun found that it was no one else who was holding him, it was Ying Zheng, Ying Zheng at this time looked at him seriously, and said: "Mo Qing, you can afford this gift." ”

No one understands the preciousness of grain better than the old Qin people.

Many people think that it is because of ambition that the Qin State can finally dominate the world.

But in fact, the initial development of the Qin State was purely starving, because it was about to starve to death, so it could only venture through the Qinling Mountains and capture the land of Bashu.

But even with Bashu as a granary, it is still far from enough. Because even if there is arable land, once it encounters various natural disasters, the Qin State still does not have enough ability to take risks.

As a result, every time the other six countries encountered a natural disaster, they would recuperate.

However, after every natural disaster, the Qin State would start a war, because only through the plundering of the war could it be possible to recover enough resources to tide over the difficulties.

And if the battle is defeated, the dead soldiers in the army will also reduce the burden on the Qin State.

It sounds cruel.

But this is the reality that the Qin State faced, and even now, is facing.

The field slaves are worshipping, the soldiers are worshipping, and Meng Tian and Gong are also worshipping each other.

It's just that the two of them worship quietly, but because of this, people can feel the weight of this worship even more.

After worshipping Mojun.

Meng Tian and his entourage bowed to Ying Zheng again and said: "The ministers congratulate the king for harvesting this new rice seed, and from now on, there will be no worries about food in the Qin country." ”

Ying Zheng laughed and said: "Hahaha~~ Okay! If a widow can have a capable minister like Mo Qing, and with the assistance of all loyal ministers and soldiers, why worry about not succeeding in a big deal. ”

Today is probably the day with the most laughter since Yingzheng succeeded to the throne.

After the rice is harvested.

It's late.

Ying Zheng simply stayed in Ganquan Village to rest for one night, and had a meal by the way, Ying Zheng who ate this meal was also quite at a loss, and once wondered if he had cut corners when cooking in Guanglu Temple in Xianyang Palace.

What are salt and pepper lamb chops, fried lamb with green onions, roast goose, roast duck, and white-cut chicken······ and all kinds of fresh stir-fried dishes, all of which are delicacies that Ying Zheng has never tasted.

Even not only Yingzheng, but even Meng Tian and Gong were a little confused.

Because they have been eating here for almost a year, but they never expected that the food they were used to eating in the past would be able to conjure up so many tricks in Mo Jun's hands.

It really made several people gain insight.

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The next day.

Mo Jun, who had completed the mission in Bashu, returned to Xianyang with Ying Zheng.

And just when the group had just returned to Xianyang, an urgent message from Nanjun instantly interrupted the original rhythm of Mojun and Yingzheng······

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(End of chapter)