Than blood?Who in China doesn't have an awesome ancestor?

Su Chen took a deep breath and said slowly.

"Your Majesty said..."

"My China has been majestic for 5000 years, and the one who dominates the world is like a crucian carp crossing the river."

"But there are very few people who help the world and the people."

"Yuan Gong used rice to help the world, and fed the people to comfort the people. This achievement can be shown in the sky, and the sun and the moon can learn from it!"

"In China's traditional concept, the death of a 91-year-old man is definitely a joy and mourning."

"But when Yuan Gong left, why were there so many people who were sad and reluctant to leave?"

"Because for this old man, living a hundred years is a shame!"

"Because he stays for one more day, the food production will be higher, and fewer people in the world will go hungry!"

"He lives in a small house, but has a vast experimental field!"

"Before I told His Majesty, the yield per mu of descendants of Huaxia reached more than one thousand catties."

"But does Your Majesty know that the yield of rice in these experimental fields has exceeded [-] catties per mu!"

"But Yuan Gong is still not reconciled, he still wants 2000 two hundred catties! Two thousand three hundred catties!"

"Many meritorious people are called the country's most important weapons, because they are like solid pillars, supporting China."

"But in the eyes of us younger generations, Mr. Yuan is more like a rice spoon."

"We may not always think about him and praise him, but when we are hungry, we cannot do without him."

"When I came, I didn't have enough to eat, but when I left, I stayed full and warm!"

"He doesn't have the domineering spirit of your ancestors, and it doesn't look like His Majesty created a dynasty!"

"He is like tens of thousands of ordinary farmers in Ming Dynasty. He puts all his thoughts on his crops, and even dreams about enjoying the shade under the grass."

"But his contribution is astonishing in the past!"

"Enough to be remembered by all Chinese people!"

"Enough to be remembered by the whole world!"

Chapter 102 The Times Create Heroes

After hearing Su Chen's words, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

No one understood better than him what the rice grains he saw before meant.

The country is based on the people!

People take food as their heaven!

The strength of any country is based on the foundation of satiety!

Therefore, in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes, these rice grains are not only food, but also a fetish for establishing the country and the people!

If Daming possessed such a fetish, why would he not be able to last for thousands of years!

What Li Zicheng!

What slavery!

They are nothing more than chickens and dogs!

such a pity……

It's a pity that Yuan Gong was not born 700 years ago!

Otherwise, how could the Great Ming Dynasty collapse so easily! ..

Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head and sighed.

Zhu Di and the others also had complicated eyes and showed unwillingness on their faces.

They were all born in the army and fought all their lives.

If you want to say what is the most important thing in war, it is definitely not the bravery of the soldiers, but the food and wages.

As long as the food and pay can keep up, the morale of the army will naturally rise.

As long as the food and salary can keep up, the front line can be stretched even longer!

In Zhu Di's view, if the Yongle period could have this kind of rice.

The territory of Ming Dynasty can at least be doubled!

"I... hey!"

Zhu Di shrank his neck, turned his head to look at Zhu Yuanzhang, and muttered while rubbing the back of his head.

"Father, in front of future generations, can you, old man, save me some face?"

"I just want to say that this Duke Yuan is so extraordinary."

"If I had been born in Daming, then I would have made several Northern Expeditions, so I wouldn't have to worry about food and pay."

"Don't talk about sealing the wolf and living in Xuxu, even if you directly occupy the entire desert, it's not a problem in my child's eyes..."

Hearing this, before Zhu Yuanzhang could speak, Su Chen laughed.

"Your Majesty, ancestors."

"Old Yuan's achievements are naturally astounding in the past."

"Because of his appearance, Huaxia used 5.00% of the land to feed 20.00% of the population."

"However, Shennong's technique needs someone to carry it out."

"Junior Rong said something unpleasant. If Yuan Gong was born in Daming, it would be a bit wronged."

Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang and the others had a bad look on their faces.

"What do you mean by that?"

"If we have such a sage to help us, it must be with the power of the whole country to help, how can we wrong Yuan Gong!"

"The superior is right!"

A group of Great Ming Yuanxun also spoke with displeasure on their faces.

"Our Daming has always put farming first!"

"Even if you are in the army, you are still good at farming!"

"As long as you can get Yuan Gong's guidance, Daming will never suffer from hunger again. Why do you say that you are wronged!"

Su Chen shook his head and smiled.

"Then let me ask the ancestors, how many acres of land could a family plant in the Ming Dynasty?"

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned.

"If you take care of it diligently, one household can plant three acres of land."

"If it is a little more extensive, five acres of land is barely enough, but the yield will definitely be affected."

Su Chen nodded and said directly.

"Then if I tell His Majesty that I am a descendant of China, two or three people can farm thousands of acres, will Your Majesty believe it?"

Zhu Yuanzhang stared, just about to refute.

It suddenly occurred to him that he didn't believe in the idea of ​​enjoying the cool under the grass before.

So he swallowed the rebuttal again, and spoke instead.

"The descendants of China, are they really so miraculous?"

"Could it be that the people of later generations are all born with supernatural power?"

"Otherwise, how could two or three people farm thousands of acres of land?"

Su Chen didn't answer, and with a thought, the scene in midair changed instantly.

The endless rice fields suddenly appeared above.

Wherever you look, there is a piece of green, extending to the place where the sky and the earth meet!

Seeing this scene, the ten ancestors of the Ming Dynasty were taken aback, their eyes once again filled with shock.

Such a large rice field was unimaginable in the Ming Dynasty.

But such a large area requires a lot of manpower.

Not to mention sowing.

Even for daily irrigation and weeding, without hundreds or thousands of people, it is impossible to complete it in a short period of time.

Moreover, the farming seasons are limited, and if you miss this time, it is equivalent to missing the best time of the year.

So they couldn't figure out how it was possible to take care of so many crops with only two or three people!

However, just when everyone was wondering.

In the deserted rice field, water splashed suddenly and automatically.

A series of clear springs gushed out from the rice plants and poured into the ground.

"Buzzing..."

Following a low hum, a row of drones flew over the field, spraying out a large cloud of white mist, which evenly fell on every seedling.

"This... what is this?"

"Why do these things fly!"

"What is the mist they spew out!"

Su Chen said with a smile.

"These are agricultural drones, and the fog is fertilizer and pesticides."

"What humans would take days to do, these drones can do in a matter of seconds, and with better results."