Journey to the West: I Am the Leader of Taoism, and Buddhism Still Wants to Be Happy?

　　Zhang Wenle pondered and realized the problems facing Che Chiguo now.

　　Chechi country is not a big country, but a small country with a population of less than [-] million.

　　But its land is not huge, so a drought directly plunged the entire country into a food crisis.

　　Now that the drought is over, food is still needed to recover.

　　Zhang Wenle pondered that in his modern society, the most important thing is food.

　　It is because an academician known as the saint of contemporary farms invented hybrid rice and other high-yield crops.

　　In ancient times, there was no such condition, so ordinary ancient people may have been worrying about food all their lives.

　　And these, the gods and Buddhas in the sky did not care.

　　Zhang Wenle is now in the country of Chechi and is respected as a great national teacher, but he has to think about it.

　　Since he saw this kind of problem, he couldn't ignore it.

　　"Of course there is a food crisis, I might be able to resolve it."

　　Zhang Wenle said so.

　　The three monsters were surprised: "How do you want to solve it, fellow Daoist?"

　　Zhang Wenle said: "Nature is to introduce new products and promote new crops."

　　"At present, there is a shortage of food in Chechi, and the ultimate problem is that the supply exceeds the demand."

　　"Even in normal years, without the impact of drought, the output of five grains from the land is only two or three hundred catties per mu."

　　"So, even if the weather is good, the farmers will only be full of food, and there will be no surplus."

　　Zhang Wenle looked at the three monsters and said, "If everyone in Chechi is to be fed and clothed, there must be crops with higher yields."

　　Having said that, the three monsters were puzzled: "In today's world, there are four continents, and the human race grows and produces grain, and the harvest is only three or four hundred catties. How can it be changed?"

　　Zhang Wenle smiled slightly.

　　"I have a magical thing called sweet potato, which can yield thousands of catties per mu!"

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　　"How many kilograms per mu?"

　　Hu Li Daxian, Luli Daxian, and Yang Li Daxian were all shocked and unbelievable.

　　They are not ordinary monsters, and they are not indifferent to world affairs.

　　In fact, the three of them already knew enough about people's livelihood after becoming Che Chi's national teacher.

　　Therefore, the understanding of crops is not too deep.

　　The more so, the more unbelievable.

　　In the human kingdom now, ordinary five or four hundred jins of plants are considered a bumper harvest, and two or three hundred jins are the norm.

　　In Zhang Wenle's mouth, there is one thing called sweet potato, which yields several thousand catties per mu.

　　This directly increased the yield per mu by tenfold, which is unbelievable.

　　Zhang Wenle nodded as a matter of course: "Yes, as long as the land has sufficient moisture and good care, the yield per mu can easily be two or three thousand catties."

　　"If the growth momentum is better, five or six thousand catties is not a bad idea!"

　　Zhang Wenle said this casually, because in modern times, high-yield cultivation can reach more than [-] catties, and the average is five or six thousand catties.

　　However, considering that the modern and ancient environments are different, there are no cultivation methods and technologies such as chemical fertilizers, so Zhang Wenle said less.

　　Rao is so, and it also shocked the three great immortals.

　　"How can there be such a fetish in the world?" Hu Li Daxian murmured.

　　Great Immortal Lu Li also murmured: "If there is such a magical thing, wouldn't everyone in the four continents have enough to eat?"

　　The Great Immortal Yang Li shook his head, not believing it at all: "It is impossible to have such a fetish..."

　　Zhang Wenle smiled slightly, saw their unbelief, and got up and went back to his house.

　　From that kind of big bag and small bag, Zhang Wenle took out a few sweet potatoes.

　　This is what he brought from modern times, and it is also one of the items that he prepared.

　　"That's it."

　　Zhang Wenle came back, saw the three monsters, and showed them the sweet potato in his hand.

　　"This thing is born from the force of the earth. When it is mature, it can be boiled, ground, and..."

　　Zhang Wenle introduced sweet potatoes.

　　Then, he handed one over.

　　Yang Li Daxian took the sweet potato, his eyes were full of curiosity, he looked at it over and over, and even put it under his nose and smelled it.

　　"Well, a fragrance and sweetness is indeed suitable for consumption."

　　Yangli Daxian is a goat, and he was a vegetarian before he became a sperm. At this moment, he smells sweet potatoes and has an appetite.

　　He held back his appetite and handed it to Daxian Luli.

　　Daxian Lu Li looked at it, and nodded to make sure it was practical.

　　Only Hu Li Daxian looked at it, and he didn't have the feeling of craving for the first two.

　　In the end, the sweet potato was returned to Zhang Wenle's hands, and he introduced: "As long as this thing germinates and grows seedlings, it can grow into pieces, and the sweet potato will grow in the soil."

　　"After four or five months, it can be taken out of the ground and eaten."

　　As he spoke, Zhang Wenle put the sweet potato in his hand 'click' away, revealing the red inside, and suddenly there was a faint sweetness.

　　"Even raw food is sweet and crunchy."

　　Having said that, Zhang Wenle distributed these pieces of sweet potatoes to the three great immortals, and he took a bite himself.

　　When the three monsters saw this, they tried one after another.

　　"Okay, this taste is really good!" Yang Li Daxian took a sip, his eyes lit up, and he obviously liked it very much.

　　After taking a bite, Daxian Luli nodded: "It is sweeter and refreshing than ordinary five grains."

　　Hu Li Daxian took a bite, feeling nothing, and nodded: "Not bad."

　　The three great immortals calmed down and still had questions: "Although this food is sweet and refreshing, but it can really yield thousands of kilograms per mu?"

　　"This is simple, just need to plant and experiment."

　　Zhang Wenle is no nonsense, and gave a most practical suggestion.

　　The three big monsters suddenly realized, what is the most intuitive than planting it like this?

　　"Several Daoists took the sweet potato and planted it in Chechi for an experiment, and then they would know."

　　Zhang Wenle said: "In this way, there will be no shortage of food and food in Chechi in the coming year."

　　"it is good!"

　　The three big monsters responded at once: "If you can really produce thousands of acres per mu, fellow Daoist Mingxuan will really have immeasurable merits and virtues."

　　The three big monsters looked at each other, and they all said in the same way: "Even, it is comparable to Shennong's!"

　　Shennong, one of the three ancient emperors.

　　His greatest achievement was the invention of food planting and the search for five grains, so that the people could be self-sufficient.

　　Zhang Wenle shook his head, "The three Daoists are too modest. Although this product has a lot of yield per mu, it cannot be compared with five grains. It is not suitable for eating all year round.

　　"Only with this thing, it can't be compared with the Emperor Shennong."

　　"Even so, fellow Daoists are boundless in merit and worth remembering by the human race," said the great immortal Lu Li.

　　This sentence reminded Zhang Wenle.

　　If the sweet potato is taken out, it will be able to spread quickly.

　　But really popularized, who still remember his name?

　　Therefore, Zhang Wenle pondered: "In this way, this thing is only called 'sweet potato', which seems to be a bit inferior."

　　Zhang Wenle thought for a while, and said slowly: "If not, let's call this thing 'Dao potato', and it can also be regarded as a demonstration of my Taoism."

　　"Even if in the future, this thing spreads all over the world and all over the human race, when you mention this name, you can still recite the goodness of my Taoism!"

　　Zhang Wenle's proposal directly made the three monsters agree.

　　"Great!"

　　"Fellow Daoists are not greedy for false names, but are named after 'Dao', which is really respectable!"

　　"In this case, this thing is called 'Dao potato'."

　　The three monsters agreed, and they discussed about the sweet potato planting.

　　Then, the three monsters couldn't sit still.

　　"It's not too late, the three fellow Daoists will return to Chechi Country and arrange the planting."

　　Zhang Wenle took the initiative to say: "In this way, if the plant is planted sooner, the people of the Chechi country will be able to get rid of the suffering of hunger sooner!"

　　"good!"

　　After hearing the words, the three monsters did not delay much. After saying goodbye to Zhang Wenle, they left Sanqingguan and returned to the capital of the emperor Chechi.

　　They also invited Zhang Wenle to go with them before they left, but Zhang Wenle refused with the excuse of practicing.

　　After sending them off, Zhang Wenle stood at the entrance of the Taoist Temple for a while.

　　In Zhang Wenle's heart, there is such an idea: "I wonder, after the popularization of this sweet potato, will there be accumulation of merit and golden light?"

　　The next moment, Zhang Wenle shook his head.

　　Bringing sweet potatoes over to promote planting is just a matter of convenience for him, not necessarily anything in return.

　　"Let's focus on your own cultivation, take advantage of the time in this world, cultivate as soon as possible, and achieve extraordinary achievements."