I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 165 Food, or food...

Xu Guangqi, Song Yingxing and others took care of chores such as inventing light bulbs and telegraphs, improving generators, smelting steel, and developing new firearms.

The idiot emperor told the two scientists what he knew and guessed.

After including what the "rare gas" in the light bulb was, he took a large group of Jin Yiwei, accompanying eunuchs, and two foreign women to go fishing on the iron-clad battleship.

He has been in a good mood recently, and he almost forgot about the mess of the Ming Dynasty.

His ideas are clear.

Since the Emperor Chongzhen in the previous script finally proved that he is a waste after some hard work; then, he, the prodigal son, should lie down first.

Day and night, fishing to learn foreign languages.

Zhu Youjian was a little bit reluctant to leave.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and just over a month of good days passed. The bad news from the capital, one after another, made him so worried that he couldn't sleep.

Food, or food.

Hundreds of thousands of people have been transported to Taiwan, Pengbao Island to farm in the southeast coast, along the Songjiang Prefecture of Fujian and Zhejiang Provinces, so it can be ignored for the time being.

In addition, the land in the south of the Yangtze River, a land of fish and rice, has a solid foundation after all. Even if it suffers disasters for two or three consecutive years, it can basically be maintained.

Not in the north.

In Shaanxi, Gansu, Shanxi, Henan, Shandong, and Zhili, there was another large-scale famine before the summer wheat matured.

However, sweet potatoes and corn sown in spring will take nearly two months before they mature.

In addition, the grassland plague in the land of the capital once again broke out on a large scale, and because of poor control, it started to spread outwards. Sporadic grassland plague began in Zhili and Shanxi.

That idiot Wei Zhongxian!
Qian Qianyi is also a shit eater!
Among the epidemic prevention strategies I have passed down in the past, the most important thing is not to allow it to spread indiscriminately...

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Zhu Youjian sat on the deck, sighed sadly, and didn't even want to learn foreign languages.

"Long live, do you want to have a skewer today?"

Wang Chengen was training the emperor's [-] 'iron army', and the eunuchs who accompanied him had changed temporarily.

"Fucking, if you don't fuck up in life, it's a waste of time!"

Zhu Youjian waved his hand and asked the attendant eunuch to make arrangements.

This kind of nonsense needs to be reported, it is simply a waste of waste, a fool who is not even as good as Wei Zhongxian's toes!

Zhu Youjian stood up, leaning on the iron railing of the iron-clad battleship, and looked far and south.

Although the Ming Dynasty had iron-clad battleships, it also had the most advanced muskets and artillery in the world.

However, if the food problem is not solved well, all these efforts will be in vain.

No matter how good a weapon is, it cannot be eaten...

No, who said that strong ships and sharp guns cannot be eaten?

Zhu Youjian suddenly thought of a question. Didn't the so-called Eight-Power Allied Forces, foreign devils, and foreign Maozi in later generations just try to expand outward because they couldn't solve the food problem of the domestic people?
"Jiangnan weaving, porcelain, tea, glassware... accumulated in the Ming Dynasty, are just the playthings of a lot of literati, rich and powerful, "

"If you think of a way to transport it out, wouldn't it be a boatload of food..."

Yes, no gold or silver.

That kind of thing, to put it bluntly, is to a large extent, under the bombardment of strong ships and cannons, it is nothing more than a pile of scrap metal.

"Come here, let Zheng Zhilong come to see me!"

Thinking clearly about the joints, the stone pressing on the idiot emperor's heart seemed a little lighter.

He asked the eunuch to bring a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and began to 'draw a map' directly on the deck. Here is Southeast Asia, there is Australia, and further away, it is almost the American continent...

"I pay my respects to Lord Long Live!"

More than half an hour later, Zheng Zhilong rushed to the iron-clad warship in a hurry, and bowed to salute: "Long live God called urgently, what's the big deal?"

"Fei Huang, come here, I have something to discuss with you," Zhu Youjian turned around, and greeted Zheng Zhilong with a smile, "Look at this map I drew, what do you think?"

Zheng Zhilong: "..."

Can any idea.

This kind of twisted 'ghost painting' can only be drawn by Long Live, right?
"Long live, is this... a nautical chart?"

"Fei Huang, you have a good eye. This picture... ahem, this picture is indeed a schematic diagram of navigation," Zhu Youjian looked at the 'map' he drew on the deck, and felt his old face was slightly hot.

This brush is too difficult to grasp.

"Fei Huang, there is an urgent report from the capital. In the areas of Shaanxi, Gansu, Shanxi, Henan, and Shandong, food relief is in short supply. Think of a way to send us a few thousand ships back?"

Looking at Zhu Youjian's earnest eyes.

Zheng Zhilong looked embarrassed, bowed and said: "Long Live Lord, I know what you mean, you just want to restart the sea route and ship out the silk, tea, porcelain, etc. from the Ming Dynasty;
In exchange for food and meat from other countries.

Under normal circumstances, this can really solve a big problem.

However, in the past six months, major changes have taken place in maritime trade. As far as I know, countries such as Wa, Koryo, Annan, Nanzhang, Burma, and Mughals also suffered famines on a large scale.

Food, food has become the most precious commodity in the world..."

The idiot emperor listened silently, with a general idea in mind.

This large-scale famine is really not a joke, many places around are starving and grabbing food...

However, don't we still have ironclad warships and new firearms here!

"Fei Huang, I know that food is in short supply right now," the idiot Emperor Zhu Youjian said softly, "But the people of our Ming Dynasty are the most precious.

You have to think of a way, you must come up with a regulation within the next few days, not only to solve the situation of people starving to death, but at the same time, I also want to solve the refugee problem at the same time..."

Zheng Zhilong bowed to receive the order, stood aside and began to think of a way.

"By the way, Fei Huang, I have an idea," Zhu Youjian slapped his thigh suddenly, and said with a smile: "We only wanted to go to the east of the pass, why didn't we go to the west of the pass and the south of the pass at the same time!

That's right.

Let's find a way to organize those refugees who can't eat, and say... well, let's say they are opening up wasteland according to the order.

You find a way to send them all overseas.

Such as Japan, Korea, Annan, Nanzhang, Burma, Mughal, etc., as long as they can support people, there should be people of my Ming Dynasty! "

Zhu Youjian said that he was happy, and lost his composure for a while, he couldn't help but slap Zheng Zhilong to the ground, and it took him a long time to get up.

Zhu Youjian laughed loudly, and continued: "I know that there are one or two places with vast land and few people. Even if three or five million people are transported there, there will be endless barren land and endless land for planting!"

"Fei Huang, do you know about Australia?"

"Beautiful girl mainland, do you know?"

Zheng Zhilong: "..."

Australia is south of the equator, so he, the sea king, naturally knows it, and, in his hand, there are several very precious navigation route maps.

But, where is this pretty girl mainland...?
"Look, I always tell you to study more and learn more cultural knowledge, but you just don't listen, you don't even know the pretty girl Dalu!"

"The so-called Liangmei Continent is a land of two continents, one is in the south and the other is in the north. Therefore, it is called the Liangmei Continent..."

Zheng Zhilong muttered in his heart: "Isn't it South America, North America..."

(End of this chapter)