the lord of all monsters

Chapter 178 The real "obstacle" of the portal and Nezha
Creating a portal is really not difficult for Zhang Yu.

With his understanding of space, wanting to make a portal is like a postdoctoral fellow who uses some elementary school physics knowledge to make a small bench by himself.

What really needs to be overcome is his weak hands-on ability.

Of course, the reality is definitely not that simple for Zhang Yu. There are more problems such as "materials" and "mechanics" that need to be solved, but generally speaking, the problems are not big.

Like the core material science problem, at most it is:

If the technology is not enough, Chaofan will make up for it.

With so many alchemy and weapon refining spells in hand, Zhang Yu couldn't make a fairy or artifact, but it was more than enough to make some steel and parts suitable for space portals.

And the United Academy of Sciences can also help Zhang Yu solve some of the control and design problems.

Therefore, it is really not a big problem for Zhang Yu to make a space portal before his birthday.

But
A problem that Zhang Yu didn't expect has become the biggest obstacle before the birth of the portal.

……

Sitting in front of the table, Zhang Yu's body trembled a little. His eyes were fixed on the half-assembled space core on the table, but his hands did not continue to move for a long time, and drops of sweat dripped down his cheeks.

"Senior sister, if you do this again, I really can't finish it."

"Oh? I'm fine here, I didn't do anything~"

A strand of long, black hair fell on the table through Zhang Yu's line of sight, and the breath mixed with deodorant sprayed on his cheeks. After inhaling, his heartbeat accelerated again uncontrollably.

Even though Zhang Yu tried his best to control it, his attention was instinctively shifted to another direction.

At this moment, Zhang Yu had a new understanding of many ancient prose that he had learned.

For example: "The spring night is bitter and the day is high, and the king will not go to court early from now on."

Who can change this early? !
King Zhou of Shang, Emperor Ling of Han, Emperor Yang of Sui...

These stupid lords did not complain when they lost...

Seeing Zhang Yu's appearance, Zhang Qingtong smiled coquettishly, and said with a bit of teasing:
"Ah!"

"Didn't the little thing be very brave yesterday? If you are a man, try again!"

"If you are capable, put down the Waking Sword on my leg first, and then I will let you see if I am a man, and if I can't afford it!"

"I'm not!"

If there are outsiders at the scene, they will find that the actions of the two are very strange.

Zhang Yu sat upright, while Zhang Qingtong hugged him from behind in cool clothes, and the two formed a very charming and ambiguous posture.

If you ignore the Awakening Sword on Zhang Yu's lap...

"Senior Sister, don't force me!"

"Oh, then I want to see it."

……

When the battle between Zhang Yu and Zhang Qingtong broke out again, another world far away, Chentangguan Li Mansion, also ushered in a big event. Li Jing and Taiyi, who had been away from home for two and a half years, were finally coming back soon .

Near nostalgia is more timid.

Li Jing's mood at this time is even more complicated.

After seeing the terrifying scene of the magic pill running away when Nezha was born, to be honest, Li Jing was already prepared for Chentangguan to be turned into ruins.

But what he didn't expect was that the closer he was to Chentang Pass, the more prosperous the road would be.

The water conservancy is plentiful, the farmland is neat and tidy, business travelers come and go in an endless stream, and there are countless strange creations that continue to appear in the field of vision.

Li Jing suppressed his eagerness to go home, and jumped off the pig-shaped mount that Taiyi Daoist transformed into a hot wheel about ten miles outside the city of Chentangguan Mansion, and walked forward on foot.

Daoist Taiyi also looked at all kinds of novelty things with a fresh face.

But Li Jing didn't pay much attention to those strange machines. As the parent official of Chentangguan, in addition to fighting demons, Li Jing is also good at managing civil affairs and people's livelihood. He deeply knows what the people need most.

Li Jing stopped a passing old farmer and asked respectfully:

"Dare to ask, old man, what are the things you grow in this field? Why have you never seen it before? Even this rice is different from other places."

The old farmer has lived in this field all his life. Although it is near Chentangguan, he has never entered the city.

Although he knew the name of Li Jing, the commander in chief of Chentang Pass, he didn't know Li Jing. He just thought he was a wealthy businessman because of his nice clothes.

He has seen a lot in the past two years.

Seeing his respectful words, the old farmer was also willing to answer, with a hint of pride and scrutiny unconsciously in his words:

"You are a foreigner, but your accent doesn't sound like it."

"I lived in Chentangguan when I was young, and I have just returned after traveling for many years."

In order to hear a more truthful answer, Li Jing followed the old farmer and told a lie that was not a lie.

Hearing the young man in front of him say that he is also from Chentangguan, and his accent is also an authentic local accent, the old farmer immediately became a little more friendly, took Li Jing's hand enthusiastically, took him to the field, and introduced them one by one:
"Hey! These are all good babies!"

"This is potatoes, this is sweet potatoes, and the tall ones are corns. These treasures can live without picking land, and they can live with water. Let's just talk about potatoes. Usually, one mu of land is seven or eight thousand catties tall. Last year's harvest was bumper , old man, I have harvested more than 1000 catties per mu of land."

The old farmer said to Li Jing like a wealthy businessman showing off his treasures, his words were full of uncontrollable pride.

Just hearing what the old farmer said, Li Jing couldn't believe his ears.

It feels like either the old farmer in front of him is crazy, or he is crazy, and even Taiyi behind him feels unbelievable.

What is the concept of ten thousand catties per mu?
Due to the undeveloped farming technology of the same era, there are no high-yield varieties. The yield of ancient crops such as "millet" is actually quite low, and many of them are similar to weeds. The yield per mu is quite good. up.

If the year is not good, it is normal to harvest only [-] to [-] catties per mu of land.

Eleven thousand catties per mu?

Are you afraid that you are not dreaming?
No, how could there be such an outrageous dream?

Even in a dream, ten thousand is too high a number.

Seeing the expressions of disbelief on the faces of the two people in front of him, the old farmer didn't care, and instead led them to another field:
"What kind of hybrid rice is this? I don't know what hybridization is. Although it is not as much as potatoes, it is also a good treasure. It can produce more than 2000 catties per mu of land. We Chentangguan people still eat hot rice. .”

"..."

Li Jing didn't speak, he didn't know what to say anymore, he knew Rice, and although he looked a little different, he could generally recognize it.

Two thousand catties per mu of land?
In the best year under his rule, how much rice was produced?
The yield per mu was 340 seven catties. Because of this, Li Jing held a ceremony to sacrifice to heaven at that time, thanking God, and remembering it very clearly.

(End of this chapter)