Daqin: Ying Zheng Works for Me

Inside the hall.

A dead silence.

Everyone was shocked by Ying Zheng's words.

The people present, Gu Shen needless to say, Li Si, Feng Quji and others have also come all the way from the weak to the strong in Da Qin.

Naturally know the fact that Daqin was short of food in the past.

Even now, Da Qin is extremely short of food.

There are not many fertile fields in Daqin now, and there are very few grain reserves.

This is because of the need to support the world, the second is the expenditure of the North and South armies, and the third is the construction of the road and the Lishan Mausoleum.

This is extremely food-intensive.

This situation has existed since the period of the Seven Kingdoms hegemony.

Now Ying Zheng suddenly told them that these two grain crops should be at least three thousand catties per mu.

And this thing doesn't have to choose the place or the season, it can be heavy anywhere.

Who is not stupid!

"What Your Majesty said is true?!" Gu Shen couldn't help but question.

It was only with Ying Zheng's icy gaze that he looked over.

Gu Shen swallowed his saliva quickly, and he quickly explained: "It's not that the minister does not believe it, it is really too important..."

"It should be noted that once these two crops are popularized, they can really relieve the famine of the people in the world, and everyone can have enough to eat. This is the name of the living person, and this is also the foundation of the country!!!"

"More importantly, this sweet potato and potato seem to be convenient for storage?"

"Then you can dig a cellar for storage in winter, and you can also prevent people from starving to death in the cold winter."

The vision of the god of grain is extremely precise, and his understanding of crops is worthy of the so-called god of grain.

"You're right, as soon as this product comes out, no one in the world will starve to death." Ying Zheng said indifferently: "But these two crops cannot be fully promoted now."

"Why?!" Gu Shen blurted out.

Li Si, Feng Quji and others also looked at Ying Zheng in amazement.

But the next moment, Li Si thought thoughtfully: "What Your Majesty is considering is whether the World Chamber of Commerce and officials will really promote it?"

Don't look at Qin's strict laws, the first emperor is powerful in the world.

But the relationship between these two crops is too great. Once it is really promoted, it will inevitably cause bloody storms.

Wang Ben also thought of something, but it was military: "This thing must not be given to the Xiongnu, although they are not good at farming, but since this crop is cold-resistant and easy to live, then even if they are not good at it, they can still get it. survive the cold winter."

"What you said is not bad." Ying Zheng said calmly, "But the biggest problem is grain."

"Farmer Valley God." He said coldly.

"The minister is here!" Gu Shen suddenly stood up.

"I ordered you to lead the thousand core disciples of the farm family to go deep into Mount Li to cultivate enough grains, and not to leave Mount Li within half a year. Those who dare to leave will be punished by the three clans!" Ying Zheng's tone was full of unquestionable.

Now that Gu Shen has learned the news, he has no choice but to agree.

There is no right to refuse.

It's just that Gu Shen can't refuse this temptation. This is a great merit comparable to Shennong's! ! !

"Here! The minister will definitely guard the grain seed, and it is absolutely impossible to let it save one!" He said decisively.

"Half a year later, conquer the Xiongnu!" Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes and said in a domineering tone: "Wang Ben and Meng Yi dare to destroy the Xiongnu for me."

"Dare you!"

"The old minister must die!"

Both Wang Ben and Meng Yi's eyes lit up, and their blood was burning.

They seemed to be back in the old days, when Ying Zheng asked if Da Qin could rule the world.

At that time, they also responded decisively.

same.

"Okay, it's been half a year since this matter, but now I have the most important thing to do." Ying Zheng's tone became cold. *