Chapter 12 Flickering? No, it's persuasion!

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Seeing Dian Qing's dazzling appearance, the black feather behind him silently lowered his eyes.

He knew that this man was almost there.

My own adults have liked to use this set for a long time, but this trick is quite useful.

I want to be the original medicine ghost, sword nine abyss... They were all fooled by Mo Jun like this, cough cough, and persuaded to come.

"Man, bring me three donkey meat to burn."

While Dian Qing was dazzled, Mo Jun had already sneaked in front of a small stall and opened his mouth to the vendor.

"Okay!"

The vendor selling snacks immediately smiled and began to pick up the kitchen knife and chop it with a clang, and after a while, three servings of freshly baked donkey meat were wrapped in a few dried lotus leaves and delivered to Mo Jun's hands.

Mo Jun paid, turned around and walked to Hei Yu and Dian Qing, and one of them handed over a donkey meat to burn.

"Taste, the food in Hanzhong has developed quite well in recent years, and now the vendors who can gain a firm foothold in the downtown are all with two brushes."

Hei Yu naturally took it, and Dianqing was slightly stunned, but after seeing Hei Yu's movements, he hesitated for a moment, and also took the donkey meat wrapped in lotus leaves.

Open the lotus leaf.

Dianqing took a look and found that it was a food he hadn't seen before.

The palm-sized dough cake was wrapped in a mixture of donkey meat and some kind of wild vegetables, and Dianqing tried to taste it, and found that the taste was unexpectedly good, the meat was tender and there was no peculiar smell.

The only flaw.

Maybe it's just that the donkey meat is a little salty.

However, this is obviously not a defect for Dian Qing and the vast majority of ordinary people, and it can even be said to be an advantage.

After all, in the former Wei State, salt was a very precious seasoning.

The donkey meat is not small, but it is not so big compared to the size of Dianqing.

It only took two bites, and a whole piece of fire was eaten into the stomach by Dianqing.

"Let's go! Take you to the front to see. ”

Mo Jun interspersed with the crowd and continued to walk forward.

Dian Qing was just about to step to keep up, when he suddenly heard a noisy noise, followed the sound, and found that the noisy movement came from the stall where Mo Jun bought donkey meat just now.

"Oops~ Donkey Lao Qi, it's been so many years, why are you still so salty with your donkey meat? Now that our life in Hanzhong has become better, who still likes to eat such idle things! Our youngest son has said that what do you want to do business now? By the way, keep up with the times! ”

"Yo~ This guest officer, I'm really embarrassed. I worked too late yesterday, and I accidentally added too much salt, forgive me, forgive me! ”

The noise between the two attracted the attention of many passers-by, but most of them just laughed, and occasionally two people stood aside to watch the excitement, but everyone's faces didn't care much.

In this kind of busy city, noisy is a common thing.

After all, doing business is like this, and it will be lively when there is noise and noise.

As long as there is no fighting, even if the patrol passes by, they will not take a second look.

Even if there is a fight, as long as other people's property is not destroyed, maybe the patrol guards will have to wait for others to finish fighting, and only after they have seen enough excitement will they arrest people, and then they should criticize and criticize and fine.

Dianqing looked at it twice.

Because what the man said made him feel a little interesting, there were actually ordinary people who disliked salt, which seemed to him to be a happy trouble.

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Follow Mo Jun and continue to walk forward.

After passing through the downtown area, the number of pedestrians on the road began to decrease, but not too much.

Even Dianqing saw that the leasted part of the whole street, the flow of people can be compared with the most prosperous street in Weidu Daliang.

And except for people.

The most striking place outside the downtown area is undoubtedly the tall buildings.

Look around.

Any building in this area can be as tall as a wall on the battlefield.

This is the scene that when I was blind before the ceremony, I couldn't hear it with my ears.

Now most of Dianqing's memories of the outside world are still stuck in more than ten years ago, and in just a few years, the world has suddenly undergone such drastic changes, which is no longer a shock for him, but a magic.

Compared with.

On the contrary, the giant gears built outside some factories have a steampunk-like art style, which is more acceptable to Dianqing.

After all, he had seen the Gongyi family's tricks on the battlefield more than ten years ago.

The roads of Shengping City are very neat.

The road, which is all paved with cement and asphalt, gives you a comfortable feeling of obsessive-compulsive disorder being satisfied at a glance.

Dian Qing followed behind Mo Jun and looked left and right, everything here he felt that even if he hadn't been blind all these years, he would still be surprised and surprised after coming here.

All the way to the outskirts of the city of San Ping.

After arriving here, Dian Qing was instantly stunned.

The scenery outside the castle is not so unusual, because from the outside of Shengping Castle, all you can see is the endless farmland, the giant waterwheel standing in the farmland, and the mountains in the distance.

However, for Dian Qing, this scene was the most shocking and exciting picture for him.

Don't look at Dianqing as a martial arts master.

But in essence, he is still an authentic farmer, and because Dianqing has experienced many famines, he may know more about the preciousness of food than ordinary people.

It's early summer.

The original green grass seedlings have begun to grow pale yellow ears at this time.

The fruit of the third generation of improved rice varieties is larger, and the rice stalks are thicker and denser, and from the perspective of Dianqing, the vast plain in front of you is full of grain, and as soon as the wind blows in early summer, a large area of yellow-green waves immediately rises on the plain.

Undoubtedly.

This year will be a good harvest.

As long as there is a field on this plain, even if it is only three or four acres, then the harvest of grain is enough to ensure that no one in the whole family will starve to death for a year.

Dianqing walked to the nearest farmland and reached out to stroke the ears of rice on a rice stalk.

His movements were very light, for fear of damaging even one of the fruits on the ears of rice.

"This is [the third generation of improved rice seeds], as long as this rice seed is taken care of, one mu of ordinary fertile land can harvest about six stones of grain in one season. If it is a fertile field, the highest record for the harvest of one acre of land is ten stone of grain. ”

Mo Jun also jumped down from the ridge, reached out and dialed the rice stalks in the field, and after observing a few times, he clapped his hands and explained.

The further the grain seed is improved, the more difficult it becomes.

Originally, in Mo Jun's estimate, the [Second Generation Improved Rice Seed] should have reached such a yield, but the yield of the [Second Generation Improved Rice Seed] was only less than five stones.

It wasn't until the third generation that it reached six stones.

To be honest, Mo Jun is not too satisfied with this result, but for Dianqing, such an output is already an incredible miracle.

"You mean... This kind of rice can harvest six stones of grain in one acre of field? ”

Dian Qing turned his head suddenly, this was the first time so far that Mo Jun had seen such a big emotional fluctuation on the face of this "stuffy donkey".

Although he already knew that the grain yield of one acre of land here would not be low when he saw the intensity of rice cultivation in this farmland before, he never expected it to be so high.

Before the fall of the Wei state.

Dianqing had heard rumors that Mojun had improved Qin's rice seeds, doubling Qin's grain yield per mu.

At that time, he even thought it was just a rumor, and it wasn't until the Qin State and Zhao Wei allied forces fought later, showing that terrible logistical strength, that Dianqing knew that the rumors about the "Shengping Jun" were actually true.

But at that time, he thought that this "Shengping Jun" was terrible enough.

But I never expected it.

Grain varieties whose yields have already reached that high level can be increased again.

Dianqing subconsciously looked at Mo Jun, when his eyes had just recovered, Dianqing was already shocked by Mo Jun's youth.

But it wasn't until now that he really felt the horror of Mojun.

No wonder it would have been so easy when the Qin State destroyed the Wei State, not to mention anything else, with this terrible grain alone, it was not something that the Wei State could resist at all.

"For the time being, we can only do this, but when [the fourth generation of improved rice seeds] is born, we should be able to increase the yield a little bit on this basis."

Now that they have come to this point, Mo Jun doesn't mind letting Dianqing be a little more shocked.

Sure enough, when Mo Jun finished saying this, Dianqing was obviously a little shocked and numb.

He held the ear of rice in his hand, did not speak for a long time, and did not know what was in his mind.

A moment later.

Only then did he speak: "Wei State, is this kind of grain also planted now?" ”

Mo Jun pondered: "Not yet, but soon." Because this [third-generation improved rice seed] is still in the breeding period, it is only popularized in the Qin State for the time being, and it will only be popularized in the other six countries when the grain is sufficient. ”

"At present, most of the other six countries are planted [second-generation improved grains], and the average yield of this grain is more than four stones, close to five stones."

Dian Qing was stunned when he heard this, and then nodded and said, "That's also very good." If Wei could have had such a grain seed at the beginning, maybe many people would not have to die······"

"Hey! What are the babies doing over there? Go and go, go and play elsewhere, the grain in this field is not something that will bring you evil. ”

Just as Dian Qing spoke, suddenly, a scolding came from a distance.

The three of them turned their heads to look.

I saw an old farmer wearing a coarse cloth coat with a patch on his sleeve, but with a lot of materials, striding over with a hoe on his back.

The old farmer originally wanted to reprimand everyone, but when he approached, he saw Dianqing's physique and was immediately frightened.

"You, you... Where are you from? I warn you! This is Hanzhong, and what you are destroying now is the "new grain" that Lord Shengpingjun gave out last year, and if you destroy these grains, you can't afford to take care of them. ”

Probably because Hanzhong has been popularizing culture and education in recent years, an ordinary old farmer has now learned to pull tiger skin to make coats.

Mo Jun smiled.

It feels a little weird to be pulled by someone else in front of you.

"Fellow ······"

Mo Jun stepped forward and was about to say something.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard Dian Qing speak: "Are you from Wei?" ”

The old farmer was stunned when he heard this, and said, "How do you know? ”

Dian Qing said: "I am also from Wei. ”

This sentence was in Wei Chinese, and when he heard the familiar words, the old farmer immediately showed surprise: "Oh? You used to be from the Wei Kingdom! Folks! ”

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