Daqin: Zulong Overheard My Rebellion Plan

The flame in Ying Zheng's heart was instantly extinguished by Wang Ying, and he glared at Wang Ying angrily.

What is everyone going to the toilet?

Although it is true that going to the toilet is something that everyone cannot avoid, why are your words so offensive!

Ying Zheng asked coldly.

"Why, Marquis Chang'an feels trouble?"

"It's just doubling the planting amount of sweet potatoes this year, and planting sweet potatoes on all the acres in Tianqin.

"The scope of planting is certainly larger, but with the good harvest of sweet potatoes this year as evidence, it will be more convenient to promote this matter next year than this year."

The other courtiers also looked at Wang Ying in bewilderment.

Isn't this just an order, why is there trouble?

Wang Ying cupped his hands slightly, and said euphemistically: "Your Majesty, eating too many sweet potatoes will cause abdominal pain and bloating."

"And if he eats sweet potatoes every day, Qianshou's body will become weaker, which is not conducive to farming or war.

"In order to fill the national treasury as soon as possible and solve the problem of not being full."

"It is also to make the people of the world return their hearts to Daqin, and to make the leaders of the world believe that Daqin can feed them well."

"That's why Weichen used nearly half of the world's acres to grow sweet potatoes this year."

"However, this year's planting method, Wei Chen thinks that it cannot last for a long time, otherwise it will definitely have a very bad impact on the Qin people's health."

[This planting structure is simply unscientific and unreasonable!]

【Which country will plant so many sweet potatoes at once?】

【Sweet potatoes are not one of the staple foods!】

[If we continue to farm according to this year's structure next year, it is very likely that other grains will be eaten up in the end, but there are still several large granaries left for sweet potatoes. 】

[In the end, it turned out that it was a bumper harvest year, but Qianshou had to suffer from a stomachache and live on sweet potatoes. 】

[I am now an official in charge of millet, and this kind of thing must not happen in my tenure. 】

[Otherwise, when I conquer the world in the future, Qianshou will definitely worry about whether he can live a good life with me. 】

【More importantly, I don't want to smell fart every day when I go out, and my eyes are full of flying!】

The streets are full of fart smell, and the eyes are full of flying?

If you only ate sweet potatoes every day, this kind of thing would definitely happen!

Thinking of that scene, Ying Zheng's face could not help but distort.

That was not the Daqin he wanted.

What made Yingzheng even more unbearable was that if such a thing really happened, how would future generations evaluate him?

Shit emperor?

The idea of ​​only planting sweet potatoes next year faded away in Ying Zheng's mind.

Nei Shiteng, who was almost starved to death in the early years, said without hesitation: "The Marquis of Chang'an is the home of Zhongming Dingshi, and there is no hardship.

"For Qianshou who is struggling on the line of life and death, not to mention abdominal pain and bloating, even if it is more serious, so what?"

"The most important thing is to be able to eat enough and survive!"

The other courtiers also nodded.

"That's right, it doesn't matter if you don't eat well, the point is to be able to eat!"

"The Marquis of Chang'an is a person who only lives a good life, and does not belong to Guizhou."

"My minister advises the Marquis of Chang'an that next year all the fields in the world will be planted with sweet potatoes!"

Wang Ying was almost annoyed: "Colleagues think that this official is someone who can say stupid things like 'why not eat minced meat'?"

"Colleagues, don't forget that Daqin now has potatoes besides sweet potatoes!"

Nesten frowned: "But the yield of potatoes is much less than that of sweet potatoes!"

Wang Ying was speechless: "How excited was Teng Neishi when the potatoes were harvested?"

"Why, now Teng Neshi looks down on potatoes?"

Nei Shiteng hurriedly waved his hand: "I don't mean anything like that."

"It's just that sweet potatoes are better food than potatoes!"

Wang Ying asked helplessly: "Dare to ask Nei Shiteng, how many years will it take to finish eating the sweet potatoes harvested by Daqin this year?"

Before Nei Shiteng could speak, Yan Zhengchu had already opened his mouth excitedly.

"If the population of Daqin remains unchanged, the sweet potatoes harvested this year will be enough for the head of Guizhou to eat for twenty years!"

"However, there will be no war in the world, and the population will grow faster in peacetime. The sweet potatoes harvested this year should be enough for fifteen years!"

Nesten said pleasantly: "Sure enough, sweet potatoes are the best crop."

"It's just one planting, and Daqin won't have to worry about food for the next fifteen years!"

Before the other courtiers got excited, Tian Ying had already asked a question quietly.

"Have all my colleagues considered that sweet potatoes can be preserved for fifteen years?"

One sentence extinguished the fiery thoughts of all the courtiers like a basin of cold water.

Yan Zhengchu hurriedly asked, "I wonder how long this sweet potato can be stored?"

Wang Ying said helplessly, "Half a year."

All the courtiers were stunned: "What, only half a year?"

Wang Ying spread his hands together: "That's right, it's half a year."

"And it has to be preserved in a dry granary."

"If Qianshou keeps it by himself, according to the environment of Qianshou's own cellar, it is estimated that it can only be preserved for about five months."

In a word, all the courtiers were struck by lightning.

In just a quarter of an hour, all ten courtiers and loyalists experienced great joy and great sorrow.

Nei Shiten sighed when he heard the words.

"Too."

"How can such a high-yield crop of sweet potatoes be preserved for fifteen years?"

Hearing this, the other courtiers also nodded.

Although it was unacceptable at first, but after regaining their composure, they also understood that this is the truth in the world.

If sweet potatoes are high-yield and durable and can be grown in various fields, then this sweet potato is really not something that should exist in the world.

Seeing this, Wang Ying said softly, "Don't be disappointed, colleagues."

"The storage time of sweet potatoes is short, but sweet potatoes are grown on a large scale to solve the problem of not being full."

"Using sweet potatoes as supplementary food, corn and other food that can be stored can be saved."

"More importantly, I, Daqin, still have Tian Dou!"

"Potatoes can be used as a staple food and eaten every day."

Nesten hurriedly asked: "How long can the potatoes be stored?

Wang Ying thought for a while and said, "The Marquis is already digging a deep cellar to store potatoes."

"If the potatoes are stored in these cellars, they can be stored for a year to a year and a half."

Nesten and the others smiled again.

"It's enough to store it for a year."

"Eat sweet potatoes and potatoes on weekdays, and store the saved corn in the grain bank. Isn't the result still the same?"

Wang Ying brought the topic back.

"That's why Ben Hou said that next year the scope of planting sweet potatoes should be reduced."

"Benhou thinks that what Daqin needs to solve this year is the problem of not getting enough to eat, and what should be solved next year is the problem of not being able to eat well!"

"Therefore, next year, the Marquis intends to plant more fruits and vegetables besides sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn, so that the people in Guizhou can eat better.

Ying Zheng nodded happily: "What the Marquis of Chang'an said is right."

"I, Daqin, should not just be satisfied with feeding the heads of Guizhou, but also let the heads of Guizhou eat better!"

Ying Zheng's heart was full of surprises, and he looked at Wang Ying with even more admiration.

The important ministers of the Great Qin Dynasty still felt that eating enough was enough.

But Yinger is already planning the next stage, so that the heads of Guizhou can eat well.

What's this?

This is a level gap!

It really is my nephew!

All the courtiers looked at each other.

Wang Ying's words corrected their thinking.

"I, Daqin, can be so rich now that I even have to consider the issue of making Qianshou eat better?"

"Hahaha, it's all thanks to the potatoes and sweet potatoes that the Marquis of Chang'an took out. I only need to think about such a question (Wang Wang's)!"

"This official has never thought about how to eat well in Qianshou. This question is a novelty."

"Isn't it enough to be full? At most, let Qianshou eat whatever he wants?"

"I know a little bit about this general. I once ordered the soldiers under my command to eat more fish, so that my soldiers can see at night. Presumably other foods are also beneficial. What I, Daqin, has to do is to guide Guishou's meals so that Qianshou is better at farming and fighting!"

"So that's the case, but the imperial physicians should be more aware of this matter!"

How to eat well? This question touches the knowledge blind spot of all courtiers.

But for a group of courtiers, this is a happy trouble.

Ying Zheng was preparing to pass on Xia Wu and waited for the imperial physician to discuss it in detail, but Nei Shi Teng suddenly felt distressed.

"Naturally, we can plant fewer sweet potatoes and more potatoes next year."

"But what about the sweet potatoes harvested this year?"

"Even if the head of Guizhou endured abdominal pain and ate sweet potatoes every day, he could only eat tens of millions of sweet potatoes in half a year.

"Should the remaining 90,000 shi of sweet potatoes be allowed to rot?"

"It's a pity to waste so much food!".