In the three dynasties of the Qin, Han and Tang dynasties, almost all the people looked at the fruit in their hands with envy on their faces.

Many people involuntarily asked, "What is it?" ”

As long as you have planted crops, you can see that the crops planted in the fields you pass through are thick poles, thick leaves, thick and green, and the fruits are huge, and the particles on the fruits are full and bright, even if you don't know how to count and calculate, you know in your heart that this kind of crops must have an amazing yield.

"Isn't it Xianmi?"

There is speculation.

"It must be a good seed from the immortal family."

Some people say so.

At the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, disasters continued, and the treasury could run horses, let alone the people.

The Tang Dynasty is in urgent need of high-yield grain to fill its stomach.

Li Shimin stared at the fruit in his hands, and the eldest grandson Wuji was arguing in a whisper.

"Will the fairy give the grain?"

"Since the fairy took it out, it will definitely be given to us, right?"

"It's better for Your Majesty to pray to the heavens for immortal seeds."

"I counted it just now, there are hundreds of fairy rice on one fruit, and the spacing between each fairy grass is not large, and one acre can be planted...... In this way, one acre of land will yield six or seven hundred catties. ”

As soon as this number was announced, everyone who heard it dropped their jaws.

After showing the corn without worry, he rode on the electric car and explained while walking slowly: "What I just broke is corn, which is a crop introduced from the Americas, and now after decades of breeding by Chinese scientists, the yield of corn has doubled, take us here as an example, in recent years, the yield of one acre of land can reach more than 1,000 catties." ”

"What?"

As soon as the production was reported, everyone couldn't sit still.

Wang Yun stood up violently and stared blankly at the cornfields that passed by without worry on the canopy.

The corn on one pole is very strong, and you can see that the corn on each pole is very large, and the corn kernels are also very full, and some even have two ears on one pole.

This is the case in the fields on both sides of the road, which means that this kind of yield is not exceptional, but sparse and ordinary, and this is the case for every household.

"If only ......"

Wang Yun's mind turned sharply.

If you get this good seed at home, how much food can you save if you promote it for a few years, and when you really go to the army, you are not afraid of running out of food and grass.

Li Shimin stood up and walked a few steps forward, he stared at the sky: "If my Tang Dynasty gets this good seed, there will be no famine in the world." ”

Qin Shi Huang was also a little moved.

During the Qin and Han dynasties, the common people cultivated in a very primitive state, did not know how to make fertilizer, and many farm tools had not yet appeared, making the grain output particularly low.

And at this time, there are very few kinds of grain, most people in Guanzhong are chestnuts (that is, millet), and the staple food is also soybean (soybean), and the people also grow wheat, but in the Qin and Han dynasties, wheat is boiled and eaten, not like the later grinding into flour steamed cakes or something, it must be difficult to eat, and there are not many plantings.

Not only is there less crop, but there is also less yield.

In the Qin and Han dynasties, it was already good for an acre of land to produce 100 catties of grain, and in the year of disasters, the output was even less pitiful.

Therefore, the monarchs and ministers of Great Qin couldn't believe it when they heard the output of a thousand catties.

A thousand catties, an acre yields a thousand catties, how much arable land is there in Daqin now? How many catties of grain do you have to produce?

Some ministers began to calculate in their hearts.

The numbers are too huge to calculate.

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Liu Che, almost shed tears of envy.

He really wanted to fight the Huns now, but the ministers of the DPRK and China did not agree.

The reason is that there is not enough money and grain and grass, especially food, you must know that the war is about logistics support, the expedition to the Huns, how much food and drink every day when the army is dispatched, and how much does it have to be consumed on the way to transport troops?

Liu Che was thinking that it would be good if the Han had a thousand catties of corn per mu, and he would no longer need to pick and choose the grain and grass to fight the Huns.

Looking at the corn fields on the canopy, Liu Che's eyes were full of eagerness, and his face was full of desire and begging.

"Tender corn on the cob can be boiled, steamed, baked, all very delicious, sun-dried corn kernels can be ground into flour, made corn tortillas, steamed corn cakes, boiled polenta, the taste is very good, and the feeling of satiety is also very strong."

Worry-free riding on the smooth road, the weeping willows on the side of the road are blowing, the flowers are fragrant, the breeze blows her hair, and the sun shines on her face, making her have an unreal, dreamlike beauty, which is directly touching people's hearts.

However, almost all the people who watched the sky were not concerned about their carefree appearance, and corn attracted the hearts of most people.

"Corn stalks can be used as feed to feed livestock, or they can be dried to burn firewood for heating, so it can be said that corn is a treasure all over its body." As he spoke, the car turned a corner and entered an orchard.

"My orchard has arrived."

She got out of the car with a smile, and said softly when she walked into the orchard: "Well, the corn I picked just now is also my own, although corn is not rare in the countryside, but it is not good to pick other people's houses casually." ”

The picture changed, and there was no worry-free figure on the canopy, but fruit trees appeared, and there were red fruits on the fruit trees.

Looking at the big and red fruit, not to mention the people of various dynasties, even the ministers above the court had the words "want to eat" written on their faces.

"What kind of fruit is this?"

Liu Che couldn't help but ask.

Similarly, outside the Tang Dynasty hall, Cheng Zhijie was also asking: "What kind of fruit is this, why haven't I seen it?" ”

Fang Xuanling glanced at him: "It looks like a coffin, but it doesn't look like it." ”

"It's delicious to watch." Wei Chi looked at the sky and wiped his saliva: "I don't know if the fairy will give one or two." ”

A lot of apple trees flashed in the sky, and when the picture changed, I saw Sanssouci picking fruit.

She picked the bright red water, the fruit the size of a fist.

I don't know where she got a cloth bag, and the fruit she picked was packed into the cloth bag, half full, and she walked out with the cloth bag.

"This is the apples I grow at home, many of them are ripe, and in a few days, we will need to hire someone to pick them."

With a smile on his face, he put the cloth bag on the car: "The corn is there, the fruit is also there, and I will pick some vegetables and go home to cook in a while." ”

Riding home, she went to the backyard to pick vegetables, she changed her clothes and wore an apron to cook.

When she came out with a worry-free change of clothes, many people began to cover their eyes when they saw what she was wearing.

"Why is the fairy dressed like that?"

"I'm afraid this is not an evil immortal, otherwise how could it be so immoral."

A lot of pedantic people began to criticize carefree.

But most people didn't dare to say anything, they were afraid that they would be punished by heaven for disrespecting the fairy.

The camera follows Carefree into the kitchen.

Everyone saw a clean and tidy kitchen.

"This is where the cooking takes place?"

"Where's the stove?"

"Can't see firewood?"

I saw that Wuwu walked to a row of cabinets, the top of the cabinet was white, and one piece was black and gray, different from the color of other places, there were two small cylinders on it, and Wu Wu held down one cylinder and twisted it, and the flames jumped out.

"Don't use firewood?"

"How did the fire light it?"

Sansso-fu didn't speak, but took the pot and put water in it, threw the washed corn into it and boiled it.

Cooking corn, she said while choosing vegetables: "I just took you to visit my cornfield, orchard and vegetable field, now I want to cook, my cooking skills are not very good, cooking is nothing to look at, then let's talk while cooking." ”

As soon as they heard that the fairy was going to chat, everyone pricked up their ears and prepared to hear what the fairy would say.

It's a pity that Wuwu didn't say the secrets of the fairy world, but he talked about the emperors and generals in the world.

"Last time we livestreamed, we talked about the ancestral dragon, that is, our charming old ancestor, dear First Emperor."

In the Han Dynasty, Liu Che's face was dark.

"Ancestral Dragon? Charming old ancestors? Dear First Emperor? Why did the fairy praise the tyrant? ”

Listening to Wuwu's praise and praise of Qin Shi Huang, Liu Che's face became darker and darker.

The Han Dynasty inherited the Qin system, but the Han Dynasty was a real Qin Hei.

As the emperor of the Han Dynasty, Liu Che didn't like Qin Shi Huang at all, so where could he hear this.

"As I said, we can't give the ancestral dragon the elixir of life, so let's give him the magic weapon of the traverser, imagine that if Qin Shi Huang gets the magic weapon of the traverser, will he live a little longer, can he not die so early, and will the fate of Qin II's death be rewritten? If Qin Shi Huang gets the magic weapon of the traverser, maybe he will plant the banner of Great Qin in every corner of this world, then we can now say that many, many ...... since ancient times"