Chapter Ninety-Four: Zhu Di's Expectations
Several people went from the heated discussion to the end that nothing was discussed, and it only took a cup of tea, which can be called efficient.
With the victory of the group discussion, the eyes of several people invariably looked at Jiang Xinghuo, who was wandering outside the world.
Jiang Xinghuo's state is obviously very wrong.
In the past, as long as he gave a lecture, although Jiang Xinghuo sometimes lay down, sometimes leaned and sometimes sit, no matter how salty his posture was, his attitude was always extremely serious.
In other words, as long as he gave a lecture, Mr. Jiang's eyes seemed to have light.
"Mr. Jiang?"
Zhu Gaoxu asked tentatively.
"Huh?"
"What's wrong with you, you don't seem to be in a good mood......"
"Hmm."
"Jiang Lang, you always sigh today, and you are still a little unrelenting, has something happened?"
Li Jinglong and Yuan Heng also looked at Jiang Xinghuo with a look of concern on their faces.
"Oh, no, no." Jiang Xinghuo was stunned and quickly shook his head.
He can't say he's about to start his next crossing, but they're stopping him, right?
This kind of thing is so bizarre and absurd, even if he doesn't experience it himself, it sounds mysterious, such a ridiculous and ridiculous word, let alone others believe it, even he himself won't believe it!
Jiang Xinghuo said casually: "It's not a big deal, I'm just a little sleepy." β
The excuse isn't perfect.
Because Jiang Xinghuo's eyes were already red, he was obviously very emotional, so he couldn't be sleepy and excited, right?
Seeing this, Zhu Gaoxu and the others were even more sure, something must have happened, otherwise Jiang Xinghuo would never be so listless in class.
Seeing that these people were more and more earnestly concerned, Jiang Xinghuo was both irritable and moved, and wanted to laugh a little, so he simply said directly.
"I'm fine, let's start lecturing, where was it just now?"
Li Jinglong replied: "In the last lecture of the "Theory of National Fortune", the three major burdens of yeoman farmers are solved, so as to curb the speed of land annexation and extend the life of the dynasty. Here the third burden is ploughing cattle with seeds. β
Jiang Xinghuo was silent for a long time.
He suddenly realized that when the class was scheduled, he seemed to have missed the class because he had not finished one day, so he had postponed the class that was scheduled to be the last day.
Later, because I was in a hurry to die, I would. Forgot.
"Mr. Jiang, how are you?"
"Ahem."
Jiang Xinghuo coughed dryly twice, signaling that he was in good condition and ready to speak.
"Come on, let's talk now."
"Ploughing cattle and seeds, huh?"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
The students nodded like chickens pecking rice, and they all looked at Jiang Xinghuo with some expectation, as if Jiang Xinghuo could soon conjure ten million cows.
"I can't solve either of them." Jiang Xinghuo said lightly.
"Huh?"
Li Jinglong, who was full of expectations, suddenly drooped his eyelids.
"Mr. Jiang, don't laugh." Zhu Gaoxu said.
Jiang Xinghuo's attitude also seemed very serious: "I didn't laugh, and I don't know immortal arts, how can I conjure up ploughing cattle and seeds and distribute them to all farmers and households in the country?" β
When Jiang Xinghuo crossed over, he didn't deliberately sort and pack the seeds of corn, potatoes, and sweet potatoes and bring them over, besides, whether the modern kind of things can adapt to the current soil is another matter, and even if they adapt, they may be scrapped in a few years.
Therefore, he doesn't have seeds, he can't change the ploughing ox, let alone a hand-rubbing tractor.
All of Jiang Xinghuo's knowledge and practice came from his nine world trips in the modern world.
Hearing this, several people were a little relieved.
That's right, too.
Jiang Xinghuo is not an immortal, how can he conjure up ploughing cattle and seeds?
If it is conjured, it will be something that is scary, right?
And Zhu Di and Zhu Gaochi next door also sighed in unison, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
Jiang Xinghuo glanced at a few people, and saw that their expressions were all quite shocked.
"Ugh."
Jiang Xinghuo sighed and then said: "However, the root cause of this problem is actually not unsolvable. β
"Oh?" Li Jinglong's drooping eyelids raised again.
"What did Jiang Lang say?"
The rest of the people also showed expectant expressions.
I saw Jiang Xinghuo say calmly: "Although I can't conjure up cattle and seeds, I dare to say that solving these two problems in the Ming Dynasty is actually simple, you just need to find a reasonable law." β
Everyone was stunned.
Li Jinglong smiled bitterly: "What does Mr. Jiang mean by this? β
"Go back to the source and look for patterns." Jiang Xinghuo plucked the rhizome from the ground, and then asked, "Then let me ask you, what is the reason why farmers need to plough cattle and seeds?" β
Li Jinglong thought for a while and replied: "The need to plough cattle is naturally to save effort when planting the land, and the need for seeds is naturally because there is not enough food in the field. β
"It's not enough, let's be more concise, the more concise the better." Jiang Xinghuo shook his head and said.
Li Jinglong glanced around at everyone and said with a frown.
"Effortless! Less food! β
Jiang Xinghuo threw the rhizome back into the tree pit.
"Yes." Jiang Xinghuo stroked his palms and smiled, "So the cattle and seeds that farmers need, in other words, in essence, are actually because they work hard to plough the fields, and they will eat seeds and grains because there is not enough food to eat, right?" β
Even if Yuan Heng is a scholar, he still farms the land himself at home, and he has a deep understanding of this, in the paddy field, there are buffaloes and there are no buffaloes, and the degree of hardship for farmers is completely different.
After the autumn harvest, if the harvest is not good, it will be faced with the choice of 'whether to keep it today or eat it and die next year'.
Of course, if you are lucky, you don't have to die, you only need to sell your wife and beard, and then bet your only one-third of an acre of land to the landlord, and you can exchange a small part of seed grain back.
Yuan Jue said: "That's right, the so-called folk suffering, except for life and death, what is left is actually 'hard work' and 'not enough to eat'?" β
"Then I'll tell you." Jiang Xinghuo continued to smile and asked: "I have a way to partially solve the two problems of laborious cultivation and insufficient food for the people?" β
Hearing this, the crowd was stunned.
Jiang Xinghuo said: "If this is the case, do you think that the cattle and seeds that farmers need have actually been solved in disguise from the root? β
The secret room next door.
Zhu Di, who was wearing half-body armor, stood up.
"Jiang Xinghuo has a way to solve the problem of laborious farming, and the people don't have enough food to eat?"
His eyes flickered, as if he was lost in thought.
"Father?" Next to him, Zhu Gaochi called softly.
"Huh?"
Zhu Gaochi asked with a strange expression: "Do you need to urgently recruit officials who understand agriculture to come over?" β
Zhu Di patted his head.
"That's right, we may not understand."
"Who's going out and giving my order to the guards outside the doorβ"
Zhu Di pointed to the firewood cart that was sitting on the side of the honest bajiao, and said in a deep voice: "Let Xia Yuanji, the head of the household, put down the affairs at hand, and go to the edict prison as soon as possible, and gallop on the long street!" β
The agricultural affairs of the Ming Dynasty were managed by the Ministry of Household and the Ministry of Rites at the central level, and at the local level, the political envoys of various regions were directly responsible.
Among the responsibilities of the household department, it is clear that there are 'cultivating the poor with wasteland', 'using arboriculture to teach agricultural officials', 'using tenants to make the most of the land', and stipulating that 'the son of heaven cultivates the family, and the book enters the plow'.
The Ministry of Rites is responsible for the affairs of the field.
In the Ming Dynasty, the edicts to persuade farmers were mostly issued by the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Households.
In addition, Xia Yuanji came once, and many things were exempted from explanation, so Zhu Di decided to summon Xia Yuanji, the secretary of the household department, to come instead of the secretary of the Ministry of Rites.
"Yes." The firewood cart put down the brush and bowed in response.
After the chariot went out to look for the guards not far away, the house fell silent again.
"Father, do you think Jiang Xinghuo really has a way to do these two things?" Zhu Gaochi was also a little uncertain for a while.
Although Jiang Xinghuo has shown a lot of magic before, it can only be said that he has insight into the system, history, economy, etc., as if he was looking down from the perspective of an immortal.
But these things, to put it bluntly, are all retreats.
And farming is such a thing, without real things, it can't be solved.
Jiang Xinghuo has never shown that he has any ability to create practical affairs.
Zhu Di paced with his hands behind his back, and only sighed for a moment and said, "Jiang Xinghuo, I'm looking forward to it, whether you can really do it." β
At this time, Jiang Xinghuo's gentle and firm voice also came from the ceramic wall.
"I have a secret recipe that can increase soil fertility, although the product of this secret recipe can only be produced in small quantities, but the cost is not extremely high, and the cost of the product can be controlled at a relatively acceptable level if it is larger, and the main materials required can continue to be used, and most importantly, with the current level of development of the various technologies required to manufacture it, the conditions can be fully met, so that it can be easily produced."
Although there are only 10,000 words today, I still want to ask for a monthly pass~~
(End of chapter)