"Looking at the child's expression, what is the relationship between this traitor's pseudo-national name and the rice seed that this old man said?"

Seeing Liu Chan's excited expression, if Pang Tong didn't know that the two were related before, then his phoenix chick would be in vain!

"The military advisor is right...... The boy can now be sure that what this old man said about high-yielding rice seeds is true! ”

Seeing that Pang Tong had already guessed the result, Liu Chandang, who was excited, nodded affirmatively.

Speaking of which, because Yuan Lao's hybrid rice in later generations was too bright, not many people knew about this Linyi rice, also known as Zhancheng rice, including Liu Chan.

Therefore, he had been looking for excellent rice varieties before, but he didn't think of this famous Champa rice.

It wasn't until Pang Tong said the words 'Linyi Country' that he suddenly remembered that in later generations, he had seen this 'Linyi Rice' with a yield per mu that was only lower than that of hybrid rice in a time-traveling novel.

"Rice with a yield of seven or eight stones per mu, Gongzi can say this...... But really? ”

With Liu Chan's affirmation, even Pang Tong, a phoenix chick who was used to seeing big scenes, couldn't help but be stunned at this moment, and he didn't even notice that the wine in his hand was poured out.

There is no way, you must know that the grain output of the entire Han at this time, whether it is millet and wheat planted in the north, or rice planted in the south, is basically only two or three stones per mu.

Although there are places that can produce ten stones or more per mu, they are the best places under intensive cultivation. Even if you look through the whole Han, you can't find a few pieces in such a place.

And more importantly, he could hear clearly just now that the yield of these seven or eight stones of rice was just a little seed that the local natives casually sprinkled into the field, and there was no such thing as cultivation at all. If it's intensive, it's not ......

"Haha, is it like a joke for the military advisor to look at the kid? Seven or eight stones is just a random slash-and-burn cultivation of people, if it is replaced by us, even if the climate is different, intensive cultivation, it is not impossible to produce ten stones per mu, right? ”

Sure enough, just as his words fell, Liu Chan directly said the conjecture in his heart with a confident face.

"And more importantly, even in our Jingzhou, this Linyi rice can be planted twice a year. If it is replaced by a place with abundant sunshine such as Lingnan Jiaozhou, it is no problem to plant three seasons a year! ”

At the end, in Pang Tong's shocked expression, Liu Chan then broke the astonishing news that this Linyi rice can be planted for two to three seasons a year.

"Two to three seasons, so calculated, isn't it equivalent to a mu production capacity of ...... Reach twenty or thirty stones? ”

Such a simple calculation problem, there is no need to calculate at all, and a number that can make people's jaws drop suddenly popped out of Pang Tong's mouth.

In fact, Pang Tong's appearance at the moment is indeed no different from a jaw drop. The saliva was like a stupid man, and the thread was drawn from the corners of his wide open mouth, how could there be half of Mr. Feng Yan's celebrity demeanor!

"Hehe, theoretically the military division is right, but this should have to be in places like Lingnan Jiaozhou. After all, the climate is much warmer......"

Looking at Pang Tong, who had changed from a phoenix chick to a stupid chicken in an instant, Liu Chan, who couldn't help it, suddenly couldn't help but laugh with a teasing face.

"Well, since there is such a high-yield rice in Xianglin County, why has no one reported it to the imperial court since Emperor Wu?"

Just when Liu Chan was still laughing at Pang Tong's rare stupid appearance, Pang Tong, who wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, immediately asked another question that he didn't know how to answer.

You must know that at this time, whether it is Jiaozhi, Xianglin or Rinan County, although it is located in a remote area, it can even be said to be barbaric, but it is a county directly under the Han Dynasty, not those feudal states that only have nominal ruling power set up by those dynasties in later generations.

So it stands to reason that even if it is just for their own political achievements and promotions to make a fortune, these local officials should not hide this important news.

"Well, this, probably because the locals are too rough in planting, and the government hasn't paid attention to it. In addition, this kind of rice has a short growth cycle, and the taste is definitely not as good as our Han's rice......"

After being stunned, Liu Chan could only prevaricate Pang Tong with this plausible, but unreasonable reason after thinking about it carefully.

But fortunately, at this time, Pang Tong's attention was all focused on the huge yield of rice in this Linyi, but he didn't notice Liu Chan's fooling.

"Mediocre officials mislead the country, mediocre officials mislead the country! If this forest rice can be introduced as soon as possible, how can our Han people have the scourge of famine......"

Because of the successful precedent of ice muscle paper, printing and hero wine, Pang Tong, who had no doubts about what Liu Chan said about Linyi Rice, was angry at this time and scolded those officials of the three counties of Jiaozhi in the past dynasties.

"Gong ...... Childe, in this way, with this forest and rice, I will wait for the grass people in the future...... Don't go hungry again? ”

Just when Pang Tong angrily scolded those officials of the three counties of Jiaozhi, an inquiring voice that was so excited that he spoke with a trilling voice reached Liu Chan's ears.

"Hahahaha, old man, you're right, from now on, you won't be hungry again. My people don't have to go hungry! ”

Looking at the old farmer who was trembling with excitement because of disbelief, Liu Chan immediately bowed solemnly to him after straightening his clothes.

"Old man, on behalf of my Han and the Han people, I would like to thank you! You are the one who freed my people from hunger! ”

Although it is actually impossible to get China out of hunger nearly 2,000 years ahead of schedule because of a single forest of rice, at least from now on, there will be many fewer Chinese people who die of starvation.

And more importantly, with this forest and rice, the population of the Chinese people may usher in a period of extremely rapid growth.

And in this era, as long as there is a sufficient population base, will the glory of China be far away again?

"Gong ...... Childe can't help it, grass people...... How can the grass people afford the great gift of the son, isn't this the longevity of the grass people......"

Seeing that Liu Chantang's son actually made such a big gift to himself, a common man, the old farmer who provided the news of Linyi rice was suddenly shocked and at a loss.

"Haha, I can afford it, I can afford it! Boy, you deserve this gift, old man! ”

After getting up and supporting the old farmer who was about to kneel, Liu Chan immediately beckoned to Deng Ai on the side.

"Go to the treasury to get a hundred silk horses and give them to the old man as a thank you!"

After comforting the old farmer for a few words, Liu Chan, who was in a good mood, wanted to fulfill the promise he had made.

"Childe is looking for this high-yield rice seed is also for us and other people, how can the grass people ask for Childe's reward! Besides, this rice seed boy hasn't seen the real thing yet......"