Daily Life In Qin Dynasty Chapter 85

Chapter 85 Autumn Harvest

Another year in the blink of an eye.

September.

Autumn is refreshing.

In Xianyang Palace, an ordinary carriage quietly left the palace without alarming anyone.

There are only two people in the carriage.

One is dressed in white, with a handsome face and stern eyes. A long sword is hung on his waist, and his right hand never leaves the hilt.

One wears a dark robe, with slender eyes, sharp eyes, a straight nose, and tight lips. The whole person looks majestic, cruel, deep, and firm.

The two are Ying Zheng and Gai Nie who are on tour in micro-services.

As a king, leaving the palace rashly is obviously a very risky decision, but this adventure is completely worth it for Ying Zheng.

Even though in the past six months, Yingzheng, who is in the palace, has received secret letters from Mo Jun several times, informing that the rice in Ganquan Village is growing well, but there are some things that Yingzheng already believes in his heart, but if he doesn't take a look with his own eyes, he will eventually lose his confidence. Still can't let go.

The scenery in the land of Bashu is beautiful.

At least for people in this era, the endless golden ears of rice are far more beautiful than all kinds of famous mountains and rivers.

Seeing the autumn harvest scenery on both sides through the car window, Ying Zheng was still a little nervous, but it was a little relieved.

Not long.

The carriage stopped outside Ganquan Village. Mr. Mo had already received the news of the arrival of the political leader through a secret letter, so he had already dressed up and led a group of people to wait here.

"The ministers and others see the king!"

When Ying Zheng got off the car, everyone bowed and saluted.

Gong Shuchou, Meng Tian and the others were not surprised by the arrival of Yingzheng. Maybe they didn't understand what happened at the beginning, but as the grain and rice in the fields matured in the past month, no matter how everyone felt Unbelievable, and basically have already guessed some truths.

Especially the arrival of Ying Zheng today confirmed their inner guess.

"There is no need to be too polite."

Ying Zheng's mind was obviously not here at this time, he just said something casually to get everyone to stand up, and then he asked Mo Jun: "Mo Qing, is the planting of the new rice seeds going well?"

Mr. Mo saluted and said: "Thanks to the blessing of the king, everything goes well."

Ying Zheng couldn't wait to ask: "How's the harvest?"

Jun Mo replied: "It hasn't been harvested yet, and we are waiting for the king's order."

Ying Zheng said: "Okay, okay... If that's the case, let the widows come and see for themselves the results of this new rice seed created by Mo Qing."

After finishing speaking, Ying Zheng strode out towards Ganquan Village, followed by Mo Jun and others.

After entering Ganquan Village.

The scene in front of Ying Zheng's eyes suddenly changed.

Walking all the way just now, Yingzheng has seen thousands of acres of mature rice fields, but the addition of thousands of acres of rice fields outside feels that it is not as "rich" as the more than 1,000 acres of rice fields in front of him.

Look around.

Slices of gold-like color are continuous, densely packed rice is arranged neatly and closely connected, and when the wind blows, it immediately makes a rustling sound.

The golden and huge rice ears hang down, as if even the thick rice stalks below cannot bear the weight of the fruit.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Ying Zheng couldn't help showing a scorching look in his eyes.

And the countless Tian Nu holding sickles below are also excited. They didn't know Ying Zheng, but they knew exactly what the rice fields in front of them meant.

"Open the sickle!"

Staring at the front, after admiring the 'beautiful scenery' in front of him for a while, Ying Zheng waved his sleeves and gave an order.

Meng Tian got the order, and immediately stepped forward and shouted: "Open the sickle!"

Many field slaves and soldiers who had been waiting for a long time heard the order, and immediately waved their sickles excitedly and began to bend down to harvest.

Harvesting more than 1,000 acres of rice fields is a huge project, but this time there are also a lot of people harvesting. While harvesting, everyone peeled off all the ears of rice with the [Automatic Rice Threshing Machine] invented by Gongshuchou.

Mr. Mo stood at the corner of the field, waiting quietly with Ying Zheng. The two waited from morning to evening.

finally.

All the rice has been harvested and weighed under the command of Meng Tian.

"Report, all the rice has been weighed."

"How many?"

Hearing the report below, Ying Zheng, who had been waiting for a whole day, stood up abruptly, staring at the person who made the report, and couldn't wait to speak.

"The rice field harvested this time has a total of 1,050 mu, and a total of rice has been harvested..."

The soldier who reported looked at the record in his hand, wondering whether there was an error in the record, couldn't help but swallowed, and then hesitatingly said: "There are a total of... five thousand two hundred and sixty-three Shi Yijun."

Wow!

As soon as this remark came out.

Instantly caused an uproar in the crowd.

Public defeat, Meng Tian...all of them stared wide-eyed, and looked towards Mr. Mo in disbelief.

Although since the rice in these rice fields has matured, they have discovered that the yield of these rice is different from ordinary farmland. After all, the scene of this thousand-acre farmland is too strong in contrast to other surrounding farmland.

However, the current output still shocked them a lot.

More than 1,000 acres of farmland, more than 5,000 rice paddies were planted.

What is this concept?

Ganquan Village's "royal exclusive field" is a high-quality fertile field, but even so, the average yield of one mu of land in previous years was only about two and a half stones.

But now...

"Hahaha... good, good, good!"

After listening to the report from the soldiers below, Ying Zheng was also breathless, but then he laughed loudly and said three good words in succession.

said: "One thousand and fifty acres of fertile land can produce more than five thousand stones of grain. In other words, an average of one mu of land can produce five stones of grain, which is more than double the previous output."

Ying Zheng turned his head to look at Mo Jun, and said cheerfully: "Mo Qing, I thought that the 80% or 90% increase in production you said before was overestimated, but I didn't expect it to be just a humble statement!"

"Ah this~~"

Mr. Mo showed a bit of embarrassment, and said: "This rice seed is still in the experimental stage, so there are some errors, even if it is difficult for me to estimate."

Ying Zheng laughed even happier when he heard the words: "Hahaha... errors? If they are all errors like this, then I hope that Mo Qing will do as much as possible!"

Because Ying Zheng and Gai Nie had known the yield of the new rice seeds before, they could barely keep calm when they heard the results.

However, the others froze in place after listening to the conversation between Mo Jun and Ying Zheng.

Meng Tian unconsciously lost his mind.

Gong Shuchou opened his mouth wide, and he didn't even feel a strand of his jaw beard being pulled off with one hand.

When many field slaves and soldiers below heard such a production, they were even more excited and their eyes turned red unconsciously.

What is the concept of doubling the yield per mu?

In a big way, the population that Qin can support can be directly doubled from now on.

To put it mildly, as long as this kind of rice is planted, the families of these soldiers and field slaves will never go hungry again as long as they do not encounter catastrophe.

Even if there is a disaster, there will be more food reserves to withstand the disaster, and the probability of family members starving to death will be reduced by half.

If there were such grains before, perhaps these field slaves would not have become slaves at all.

If there was such a kind of grain before, perhaps these soldiers would not choose to join the army at all, at most they would be forced to serve in the military.

If there were such grains in the past, the soldiers of the Great Qin Dynasty would probably never fight hungry again.

if······

"Plop~~"

Thinking about it, I don't know who is the first to take the lead, only to see a figure suddenly kneel down towards Mo Jun.

Immediately afterwards, more and more people knelt down on the ground, their eyes were red, and they knelt down to Mo Jun with tears streaming down their cheeks, and said loudly: "The little one kowtowed to the lord instead of the family!"

Damn it!

Seeing this scene suddenly, the first thing Mo Jun felt was not kindness, but a shock.

Good guy.

Kowtow to me in front of King Qin, you are trying to kill me!

Mr. Mo was about to dodge subconsciously, but in the next second, he saw a big hand on his shoulder, forcing him to accept the gift.

Look back.

Jun Mo realized that it was Ying Zheng who was holding him down, but Ying Zheng. At this time, Ying Zheng looked serious and said, "Mo Qing, you can afford this gift."

No one understands the preciousness of food better than the old Qin people.

Many people think that Qin was able to finally rule the world because of ambition.

But in fact, the development of the Qin State at the beginning was purely due to starvation. Because it was about to starve to death, it could only take the risk of browsing the Qinling Mountains and conquering the land of Bashu.

But even with Bashu as a granary, it is still far from enough. Because even if there is arable land, in case of various natural disasters, Qin still does not have enough ability to take risks.

So the other six countries will recuperate every time they encounter a natural disaster.

However, after every natural disaster in the Qin Kingdom, wars would start, because only through plundering through wars could it be possible to regain enough resources to tide over the difficulties.

And if the battle is defeated, the soldiers who died in the army will also reduce the burden on Qin.

That sounds cruel.

But this is the reality that Qin was facing, even now.

The field slaves were worshiping, the soldiers were worshiping, Meng Tian and Gong Shuchou were also bowing to each other.

It's just that the two of them prayed silently, but because of this, it made people feel the weight of this prayer even more.

After worshiping Mr. Mo.

Meng Tian and his party bowed towards Yingzheng again and said: "Your Majesty, I would like to congratulate you for harvesting this new rice seed. From then on, the Qin Kingdom will no longer have to worry about food."

Ying Zheng laughed and said, "Hahaha~~ good! I can have a minister as capable as Mo Qing, and you can have the assistance of loyal ministers and soldiers, so why not worry about nothing happening."

Today is probably the day that Ying Zheng has laughed the most since he succeeded to the throne.

After the rice is harvested.

It's late.

Yingzheng simply stayed in Ganquan Village to rest for the night, and had a meal by the way. Yingzheng was quite at a loss for this meal. He once wondered if he cut corners when cooking in Guanglu Temple in Xianyang Palace.

Salt and pepper lamb chops, scallion-stir-fried lamb, roast goose, roast duck, white-cut chicken...and all kinds of fresh stir-fried dishes are all delicacies that Ying Zheng has never eaten.

Not only Ying Zheng, but also Meng Tian and Gong Shuchou were a little confused.

Because they have been eating here for nearly a year, but they never expected that the food they were used to eating in the past can be transformed into so many tricks in the hands of Mo Jun.

It is true that several people have gained insight.

the next day.

Mr. Mo, who had completed his mission in Bashu, returned to Xianyang with Ying Zheng.

And just when the group returned to Xianyang, an urgent message from Nanjun instantly interrupted the original rhythm of Mo Jun and Ying Zheng...

(end of this chapter)

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