The Heroes of Gulong: Great Chefs from Past to Present

Chapter 294 Farming is the foundation

Wan Chunliu had been listening to the conversation between Yan Nantian and Li Chaofeng. At this time, Yan Nantian fell silent, and he also spoke, with a very gentle tone.

"The Dragon King hasn't explained yet, what have the tens of millions of people under your rule done?"

Seeing that Yan Nantian had been restrained by him, Li Chaofeng also looked at Wan Chunliu, put away his anger, and asked with a smile.

"Doctor Wan Shen really want to know?"

Wan Chunluo lamented: "There is probably no one in the world who doesn't want to know the answer to this question."

Hearing this, Li Chaofeng also sighed and shook his head slightly.

"But once this answer is known to the world, I'm afraid many people will have tossing and turning over it and won't be able to sleep."

Yan Nantian looked over, and Wan Chunliu also looked confused.

"Is this answer more terrifying than the Dragon King killing people?"

"Aren't you curious, Master Yan, why Li can feed twice as many people while other places are starving?"

"Of course, once this answer comes out, some people will be indifferent, but some people will feel that the world is shattered and life will no longer be fun."

Li Chaofeng raised his glass: "It's a pity that I never have the energy to scold those who think the world is falling apart."

"The answer is simple, because among the four people of the country, farmers are unwilling to raise them."

"I asked them to open roads and build ships, farm the land and make clothes. I also asked them to open shops and do business, and to study and understand."

Li Chaofeng smiled. This time he did not pretend to be mysterious and his expression became serious.

"Can Wan please listen?"

"What are the actions of ordinary scholars, peasants, industrialists and merchants that should be feared by the world?"

Yan Nantian frowned after hearing this and asked for Wan Chunliu.

Yan Nantian was stunned. He thought that the person who made Li Chaofeng angry was the emperor, a martial arts family, a famous and upright person, and a group of high-ranking nobles.

Wan Chunliu smiled: "You can tell that this is a compliment."

Looking at Yan Nantian, Li Chaofeng smiled again: "The same is true for Master Yan."

Li Chaofeng nodded: "Of course, the Ten Thousand God Doctor should be someone who doesn't care."

Wan Chunliu laughed, and Li Chaofeng laughed too. As the laughter ended, Li Chaofeng whispered the answer.

Li Chaofeng snorted coldly: "Why do farmers need to feed them?"

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Yan Nantian frowned: "Farmer, you don't want to raise it?"

Straightening up, Li Chaofeng took a long breath and looked at Yan Nantian with a smile.

"Even if you are as noble as the emperor, if there are no threats of various laws or even pressure from evil officials, why should farmers feed the court with the food they have worked so hard to grow?"

Wan Chunliu glanced at Yan Nantian, and then asked again.

"How can the beggars on the roadside not starve to death if the imperial court can't even afford it?"

Li Chaofeng looked at Yan Nantian, then whispered to Wan Chunliu with a mysterious look on his face.

Li Chaofeng's words made Yan Nantian feel like a bolt from the blue, and his eyes became glazed over.

But a person who doesn't even care about the rules of the world told him that the law is majestic and cannot be offended.
Yan Nantian didn't talk nonsense, just thought for a moment, and his eyes burst into light.

"So you gathered the land and made all the food your own?"

Li Chaofeng smiled: "Master Yan's eyes are like a torch, Li admires him."

“Even though there is enough food on the ground to feed the people of the world, farmers will not give away their hard-earned food to others.”

"After all, farmers will not starve to death if food rots in warehouses, but people without land will definitely starve to death."

"I dare to ask Master Yan, if you were a farmer and a starving man wanted the rotten food in your warehouse, what price would you make him pay?"

Upon hearing this question, Yan Nantian answered immediately. "It is what a hero does to help those in need. If a person is about to starve to death, if I have food, I will naturally give it to him, no matter what the cost."

Li Chaofeng was silent and gritted his teeth.

He shouldn't have asked the question, but seeing the pride in Yan Nantian's eyes, Li Chaofeng also changed the topic and continued.

"The imperial court also had to rely on taxes and laws to obtain it, and although farmers were reluctant, they did not dare to face the imperial army's suppression."

"The Shenlong Gang covers thousands of miles of land, and all the land is publicly owned by the Shenlong Gang. It's just me, the Dragon King, who arranges the expenses."

Yan Nantian rolled his eyes slightly, and Li Chaofeng also smiled bitterly.

"Of course, I am not as heroic and courageous as Master Yan, and the Shenlong Gang is not a charity. If you want to be full, you still have to pay some price."

Yan Nantian narrowed his eyes: "What price?"

Li Chaofeng smiled: "Of course they have to open the way for Li to build ships, farm and make clothes, open shops and do business, and study wisely."

Wan Chunliu was confused: "Can this be called a price?"

Li Chaofeng nodded: "Of course this is the price. You know, these things sound easy, but they are difficult to do!"

"Even if the poor outside the Shenlong Gang want to exchange for food rations and clothes, they have to work until they are exhausted every day. Even so, they may not be able to eat enough. It's not a price."

Yan Nantian clenched his fists and sweat began to appear on his brows. He began to understand what Li Chaofeng really meant.

The Shenlong Gang has done many things that go against common sense, but it is still so prosperous and peaceful.
Just because the price Li Chaofeng wants is less than other places!
Even say, much less!
After thinking about it, Yan Nantian took out a breath, looked at Li Chaofeng, and asked.

"What you said will only be useful while you are alive. What if you die?"

After I die, the flood will surge into the sky.

Li Chaofeng tried his best to keep his mouth shut, and rubbed the tip of his brow casually, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Yan Nantian's problem is indeed a problem.

But this is only a problem that occurs in agricultural civilization, not in industrial civilization.

Because industrial fertilizers can help agriculture increase output.

As long as the rulers do not privatize all land and retain enough public land, they will have enough confidence.

With the help of industrial fertilizers, we can directly use economic scissors to kill those "farmers" who want to seize power with grain.

However, the word "as long as" appears, indicating the existence of such a risk.

The road is long and far away.

After a conversation, Li Chaofeng was already somewhat impressed with Yan Nantian, but he didn't trust him enough to explain all the risks.

After thinking for a moment, Li Chaofeng pointed at the table full of food and smiled.

"Master Yan, which one do you think is better between the delicacies on the table in front of you and the delicacies from the North?"

Li Chaofeng changed the topic again, and Yan Nantian did not force him.

After all, what he was talking about was a matter of life and death. As the lord of a place, Li Chaofeng was already open-minded without directly making angry accusations.

Looking along the fingers, Yan Nantian also nodded.

"The Yangtze River cuisine is indeed extraordinary. The flavors are similar everywhere, but each has its own merits. I heard that all the recipes are made by chefs."

Li Chaofeng smiled and asked, "Would it be a pity for Master Yan if these delicacies disappeared from the world?"

Yan Nantian was confused: "Why did it disappear?"

Li Chaofeng smiled: "Farmers sell grain. What they sell is just food and clothing, not delicious food."

"If the world goes back to the past, these delicacies will naturally no longer exist."

"Even if he has the skills of a chef, if the farmer doesn't want to eat, he can only be a cook who lights the fire."

(End of this chapter)