Traveling through Great Qin: Father Qin Shihuang!

Yingzheng's decision to forcibly adjust food prices was undoubtedly opposed by many ministers in the DPRK and China.

In fact, he himself understood that this method was useless at all.

Even if he came forward to warn him, those grain merchants would never give in, and would even buy up the grain and grass on the market, forcing him to give in in the end.

At that time, not only will Yingzheng lose face, but the price of food will not be adjusted, and the Daqin Bank may also have problems.

"Let's go, follow me to Jingshui!"

Ying Zheng called Meng Yi and Zhao Shu over and asked them to prepare, and the three went to Jingshui together.

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Not long after, the three of them had arrived at the gate of Zhao Che's mansion.

Now that Zhao Shu's family has moved to Xianyang, everyone in Zhuangzi has heard that he has made a fortune with Zhao Che's father. When they see him back, they will naturally admire him.

However, Zhao Shu came back this time with important matters to attend to, so he didn't talk much with the people in Zhuangzi, and hurriedly followed Ying Zheng to Zhao Che's residence.

"What's the matter, dad? You look so ugly?"

When Yingzheng arrived, Zhao Che was directing the twelve zodiac animals to work in the backyard.

"Cher, what are you doing?"

Ying Zheng didn't answer Zhao Che's question, but pointed to the twelve zodiac signs lying on the ground and asked them.

"Turn the ground, ready to plant the second season of potatoes!"

"Second season potatoes? Can they be planted now?"

Hearing Zhao Che's words, Ying Zheng became excited instantly.

"Yeah, just in case you didn't look for me, I plan to entrust you with a letter in the next few days!"

Zhao Che also lamented that Ying Zheng came in time.

Seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival is over, it will soon be the eighth month of the lunar calendar. This is the time to plant autumn potatoes.

If you plant it now, as long as you take good care of it, it will basically mature in November.

After the next year's harvest, it won't be long before another wave can be planted.

Throughout the year, there is almost no time when potatoes cannot grow, the difference is only in the speed of growth.

Of course, this is only one of the reasons, and the deeper reason is that Zhao Che is planning to promote planting on a large scale.

"Father, Qin Shihuang will make his fifth east tour next year. If I remember correctly, he will die suddenly in the sand dunes in July at the most. By then, Qin II Hu Hai will ascend the throne. It will only take three years at most, and Great Qin will surely perish. We should be ready too!"

"what to prepare?"

Ying Zheng is basically immune to the rebellious words that Zhao Che said all day long.

Now on the surface, he would even pretend to approve and strongly support Zhao Che, and then take out all the hidden good things from his hands.

"Of course it is to prepare food and grass and recruit troops and horses. We don't have much time. Within three years, we must accumulate power in advance to ensure that we can end the chaotic times of Great Qin and start a new dynasty in the shortest possible time!"

The battle between Chu and Han was still very tragic in history, not to mention the loss of soldiers when the two sides fought.

In the war alone, there were as many as millions of innocent heads of state involved.

Zhao Che is not the Holy Mother, but he will not harm an innocent passerby for his own reasons.

Of course, another reason is that Zhao Che doesn't plan to give Xiang Yu and Liu Bang time to develop, it's best to eliminate them before they rise, which will save a lot of trouble.

"Recruiting troops?"

Ying Zheng rubbed his chin, didn't Zhao Che's words speak to his heart?
Recruiting soldiers and horses can't just rely on one's mouth, food must be an indispensable material, and it just happened to bring up the recent increase in food prices to him.

"Cher!"

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng pretended to be embarrassed.

"You don't know if you stay at home. This year, Daqin's grain production has decreased. Now the price of grain has soared to a very high price. Although the Daqin Bank has money, it may be too much to buy so much grain at once!"

"That's it?"

Zhao Che sneered, isn't it just that the food price has risen a bit?Is this also a problem?He never planned to spend money on food.

"Isn't that a problem? Do you know how high the price of corn in Xianyang City is now? We need to recruit hundreds of thousands of troops, and the amount of food and grass we need to store is an astronomical figure!"

"Who said we have to spend money to buy food? Isn't there ready-made potatoes?"

Zhao Che rolled his eyes and said.

"Potatoes? When will they mature? What's more, how many potatoes can be grown? The next season's seeds will be removed, and there may not be many left."

"not much?"

Zhao Che sneered, it seemed that Ying Zheng still didn't understand how terrifying the real yield of potatoes was.

"Father, I'll settle a deal with you!"

Zhao Che took out a potato from nowhere and placed it on the table in front of him.

"This potato is not too big or too small, and its net weight is about six taels."

"One mu of land needs about eight hundred catties of potato seeds, which is about eight stones."

"The potatoes I have accumulated now are almost 20 shi. If I can find a place to plant all of them, I can harvest them in winter, and then I can plant more than 600 million shi!"

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"What? How come there are so many?"

Ying Zheng was startled by the number that Zhao Che revealed, and almost fell off his chair.

More than 600 million shi of grain, even if the entire treasury of Daqin was emptied, it would not be able to get so much.

The seeds of 20 shi have multiplied thirtyfold in the blink of an eye?I'm afraid I ate Jinkela?

"More than 600 million stones are just my estimate, the actual situation is definitely different!"

At this time, Zhao Che suddenly waved his hand and said something, and Ying Zheng's heartbeat eased a bit.

To put it simply, it only takes three months to turn 20 shi of grain into 600 million shi, which is obviously unrealistic.

Daqin's annual tax revenue is only so much, Zhao Che's three-month production of 20 stone potatoes can almost catch up with Daqin's 2000 million Qianshou's hard work for a year.

"My batch of potatoes is quite special, and the output may be a little higher. It is estimated that the minimum output is 900 million, and it may even exceed [-] million!"

"Pfft!"

Ying Zheng couldn't sit still anymore, and fell off the chair on the spot.

But he didn't pay attention to the pain in his body, but his brain was buzzing, and the number that Zhao Che just said was resounding in his mind.

"Three months, tens of millions of stones, 20 potatoes directly doubled by [-] times? Am I still asleep?"

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng pinched himself hard, but it didn't hurt as expected, it seemed that it was undoubtedly in a dream.

"Sir... hiss, what are you pinching me for?"

At this time, Meng Yi's painful voice came.