Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1519 Rebuilding the Ming Dynasty

  Many people began to be attracted by this grain production.

  Because although the yield is 300 catties, in fact, everyone has seen that more than half of the rice in this field has not been harvested.

  What is this concept?

  This is what I saw with my own eyes.

  Emperor Hongzhi has stood up.

   No more time to talk to Jiang Wen who was kneeling on the ground.

  He stood on the ridge of the field, looking at the prince who led the people to harvest wildly in the field.

  Zhu Houzhao was already sweating profusely at this moment, but at this moment, he was also immersed in joy.

He was only wearing a short shirt and a pair of jodhpurs. After all... wearing a long shirt would make him unsuitable for the field. With such a shabby outfit, the most eye-catching thing was his belt. And the clanging seal.

  Under the sun, he only showed a side face, but he was extremely serious.

  The rice in a row is put away.

  People are crazily busy, and people continue to count: "Five hundred catties..."

  It's already five hundred catties.

  Based on this calculation, the real food is probably close to more than three hundred catties.

   But this... seems to be just a midfielder.

   All of a sudden, the people watching from a distance exploded.

  People suddenly realized something, it seemed...a miracle was happening.

  This is different from the so-called miracles in the past.

  Because... the miracle right now is not based on rumors, nor is it just hearsay, but it really happened in front of my own eyes.

  Emperor Hongzhi began to breathe a little more heavily. Suddenly, he looked back at Liu Jian and the others.

  Liu Jian and others were also dumbfounded.

   "Six hundred catties..."

  When this number was reported, some people couldn't help cheering.

   The actual grain received was more than 400 catties.

  What is this concept...

Many people, even if they don't engage in farming, still have farming relatives in their families. Of course, they are very clear about this. People living in this era are different from future generations. They have everything that future generations need, except food. For individuals, it is the least important. After all, the vast majority of people no longer have the concept of being hungry.

  But the vast majority of people in this era, in their life process, the only need is to fill their stomachs. If they can’t eat rice, they eat miscellaneous grains. If they can’t eat miscellaneous grains, they mix miscellaneous grains with grass ash.

  For thousands of years, the people of Shengdou have lived in this world, and the only thing they have done is to fight against hunger, whether it is a prosperous age or a troubled one.

  Nowadays, with the help of new crops, people can barely eat enough, but it is still a luxury to eat well. For example... It is a luxury for ordinary people to want the finest white rice.

  The output of rice has always been limited.

  What's more, it is the most important material, which is convenient for long-term storage. It involves not only the appetite of the ordinary people, but also the scheduling of the imperial granary.

  Hearing the cheers, Jiang Wen still knelt on the spot. He turned his head and couldn't help but look at the cheering people.

   "Eight hundred catties..."

  When the number reached 800.

  Liu Jian has already excitedly ran to the place where the output is calculated. Fearing that these counting students, they made tricks, stretched their necks, stood on tiptoes, and stood behind the person who weighed the scales to ensure that there were no false reports.

  Really... This is how many catties of grain.

   Rice, this is rice.

  Emperor Hongzhi's face flushed with excitement, and the rice in the field has become less and less due to the efforts of Zhu Houzhao and a group of school captains.

  When the last number was reported, there was another burst of cheers: "Nine hundred and seventy-two catties."

  Hoo...

  The entire test field was filled with jubilation.

   "About 710 catties of rice!"

  The output is fully doubled.

  Emperor Hongzhi was a little dizzy.

He looked at the jubilant scenes everywhere, even Liu Jian, Li Dongyang and others couldn't help taking new rice from the basket, peeling off the shell, stuffing the rice into their mouths and chewing, and then, each other nod.

  Only seven hundred and ten catties...

   Zhu Houzhao seemed a little dissatisfied.

  He originally thought that the output could be higher.

  But... the West Mountain is boiling.

  Production doubled.

what does that mean?

  Liu Jian couldn't help but stepped forward at this moment, and hurriedly supported Zhu Houzhao who was on the ridge of the field: "His Royal Highness, you have worked hard."

   "Ah...fortunately, I'm used to it."

   "Your Highness..."

  Liu Jian has something to say, but he hesitates to speak.

   "What does Master Liu want to say?"

  Liu Jian thought for a while and bowed down: "Your Highness, I dare to ask... If it is other fields, can such grain be grown?"

  Li Jian was very excited.

  When he asked this sentence, many ministers who came with him also fell silent and looked at Zhu Houzhao nervously.

  If only this mu of land grows 700 catties of grain, then at most, it is just auspicious. Does Ming Dynasty rarely auspicious?

  But... if the method of seven hundred catties of grain can be generalized, then the meaning will be completely different.

Zhu Houzhao said: "Why not? Naturally, there are methods to grow here. These methods and data have all been recorded, and there is no difference. And broadly, it’s just a breeze.”

  After listening to what Zhu Houzhao said.

   All of a sudden... everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

   This is what they were waiting for.

  Not only Liu Jian, Li Dongyang, but even the other Ma Wensheng and Zhang Sheng were moved.

  Liu Jian has always been dignified. After all, he is the governor, so he can be the prince's grandfather, and he has to save face.

   But now, he knelt at Zhu Houzhao's feet, ignoring anything, pulled up his long sleeves to cover Zhu Houzhao's muddy feet, and wept silently.

   "Master Liu, why are you crying?"

  Although Zhu Houzhao thought he was very powerful, Liu Jian's gaffe still surprised him.

Liu Jian raised his face, his lips were trembling, and after a long time, he said: "Double, the grain production has doubled, fully doubled, which means that before ten mu of land was enough to support a family, now, it only takes 10 mu of land to feed a family. Five acres of land also means that this fresh white rice can enter the homes of ordinary people, and it also means that there is a high possibility that there will be no more starvation in the world. The imperial granary simply cannot hold the continuous stream of rice from various prefectures and counties. If the imperial court uses troops, they don’t have to worry about the food, His Royal Highness...the food doubled, it’s like expanding the territory of the Ming Dynasty, completely rebuilding the Ming Dynasty.”

  He expressed such emotions that Li Dongyang and others behind him were moved, but they didn't think it was exaggerated at all.

   Recreated a Ming Dynasty... Not bad, isn't that what it is?

  Assume that Daming now has 100,000 mu of land, but the increase in grain production does not mean that the land has become 200,000 mu.

   Is this our concept?

   This is no longer just a question of being full, but of being able to eat well.

When there is more food, everyone will be able to eat enough. When they are full, the excess food or other miscellaneous grains will be used for other purposes, for example, to feed livestock, and finally these excess grains will be converted into more meat, such as wine...

   "His Royal Highness, rebuilding the Great Ming Dynasty is a great achievement for thousands of years. I am afraid that only the Three Emperors and Five Emperors can match it."

   Excited Liu Jian started talking nonsense.

  If some pedantic people hear this, they will vomit blood.

  Three emperors and five emperors are the most respected holy kings in Confucianism.

  But now...it should be on Zhu Houzhao's body.

  When Liu Jian said this, many people nearby were stunned.

  Xie Qian also seemed to feel that the crown prince and the Three Emperors and Five Emperors seemed to be somewhat inconsistent.

  You can think about it carefully.

  Three emperors and five emperors, the so-called merits are nothing more than controlling the water and tasting hundreds of herbs, benefiting the people, His Royal Highness, and increasing the grain production every day. How can it not compare to these achievements?

  Many people looked at Zhu Houzhao in a daze, a little dazed.

They really can't put such a grinning, hey laughing, with a string of seals hanging around his waist, and if you look at the seals carefully, one of the seals will almost blind your eyes, because the square seal and the secretary No matter how you look at the seal of the Supervisor of Rituals, it looks like it. Could it be that the inscription "Emperor's Treasure" is engraved on this seal.

  So, they hurriedly moved their nearly blinded eyes to the other side, and kept telling themselves, don't look, don't look, the old man didn't see anything, didn't see anything.

  …

  Emperor Hongzhi was silent.

   At the beginning of counting.

  He is excited.

  But now...he fell into silence.

  Everything is like sleepwalking.

  Many things have become unreal.

  Fang Jifan was at the side, and he was already saluting: "Your Majesty, my son and minister are guilty of death."

  Emperor Hongzhi looked at Fang Jifan in a daze.

   His mind went blank.

Fang Jifan said seriously: "This research has invested a lot of manpower and material resources. His Royal Highness, his ministers, and Zhang Xinren have spent countless thoughts. It's just that in this world, it is necessary to research high-yield food. , It’s not easy, but it’s even more difficult to promote it and make people believe it.”

"Your Majesty, farmers sow in spring and harvest in autumn. This crop of grain will span three seasons. I want to spread this new grain, so that farmers will have confidence and start to learn more and more knowledge from the field, so that It is extremely difficult to increase production.”

  Fang Jifan was right.

  Farmers are the most conservative group. Even if you talk about hype, you want them to take a year's harvest and take risks with you, they dare not accept it easily.

"That's why I came up with the Harvest Festival and made a lot of publicity. Your Majesty has always known that His Royal Highness and I have always been low-key people. If it weren't for the people in the world to see with their own eyes what this agronomy has brought to agriculture. The huge benefits that come, let them really see the food produced, I am afraid, they may not dare to believe it. Because of this, His Royal Highness and Er Chen... just came up with this idea, but it was absolutely unexpected, and the trouble came out The movement is so huge."

   "This is all a bad idea that my minister came up with, no wonder His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

  (end of this chapter)