Chapter 282 My Mother Is A Reasonable General's Wife 30
Chapter 282 My mother is a reasonable general’s wife (30)
Just when everyone was surprised by the prosperity of Northland.
Several carriages have already rushed to the capital. It is said that Uncle Changbei wanted to send fresh food to Emperor Haoxuan, so he specially sent the specialties of the North to the palace.
There are some strangely shaped foods on the table today.
Emperor Haoxuan put the food in his mouth and chewed: "Beidi has sent something again."
This stuff is rotten and soft, so it's not too unpalatable to chew in your mouth.
Quanfu took his time and prepared dishes for Emperor Haoxuan: "Uncle Changbei said these are seeds brought back from other countries, so that His Majesty can have a fresh taste."
Hearing the words "try something new", Emperor Haoxuan nodded: "Uncle Changbei is interested, has the Queen sent it to you?"
Hearing Emperor Haoxuan mention the Empress, Quanfu nodded quickly: "Uncle Changbei has sent a lot of things, and the Empress has already sent them. Uncle Changbei also said that His Majesty can enjoy them as he pleases, because the yield per mu of these things is high.
An acre of land can produce more than a thousand kilograms."
It seems that this stuff tastes good, and Your Majesty has used a lot of it today.
Emperor Haoxuan was chewing food slowly when suddenly his movements froze and his voice suddenly rose in pitch: "How much?"
The dynasty was rich, but this wealth did not mean that everyone could have enough to eat.
The best crop produced in the dynasty was rice, but the yield per mu was only three to four hundred kilograms.
The yield per mu is more than 1,000 kilograms.
Emperor Haoxuan looked at the things on the plate with burning eyes: If it were true, there would be no famine in the world.
Seeing that Emperor Haoxuan was as excited as he had guessed, Quanfu's expression was still puzzled: "Uncle Changbei said that the yield per mu of this thing is more than a thousand kilograms, so Beidi doesn't have to worry about eating it."
Having said this, Quan Fu asked Emperor Haoxuan as if he was confused: "Your Majesty, what is the output?"
As a eunuch who has been in the palace for many years, he naturally cannot be too enthusiastic about people's livelihood matters outside.
Otherwise, he might really have no intention of doing it.
Emperor Haoxuan did not answer Quanfu's words because he was trying to calm his heartbeat: "Did Uncle Changbei tell where this thing grows?"
Something with such a high yield must also have high land requirements.
Quanfu bowed and responded: "Your Majesty, Uncle Changbei also sent someone here this time. It is said that this kind of seed has been introduced for many years, and this person has always been responsible for recording. Do you want to meet him?"
After hearing this, Emperor Haoxuan straightened up instantly: "You are getting more and more inappropriate. Why don't you come in quickly? What's his name?"
While Quanfu ordered his apprentice to go out and call for someone, he carefully replied to Emperor Haoxuan's words: "Your Majesty, the surname of the man sent by Uncle Changbei is Zhang, and his last name is named Bo."
Although he was a farmer, he had a bookish air about him. He liked it after seeing it. Uncle Changbei really knew how to train people.
Um.
Except for her younger siblings!
Zhang Bo was quickly brought in from the outside. Perhaps because someone had taught him the rules beforehand, he did not commit any unbecoming behavior.
Emperor Haoxuan simply didn't ask him to come over to salute. After a few words, he got to the point.
Since he never saved enough for tuition, Zhang Bo has been tending the vegetable patch behind the academy for the past three years.
As time went by, I actually gained some insights.
He was also a farmer himself, so he naturally saw that the land in the backyard was growing new varieties.
When he had nothing to do, he would record how much water he used every day, how much fertilizer he used, and what the results were, treating it all as practicing calligraphy.
During this period, Mr. Yu Jing also met him once or twice. Seeing that he was doing it seriously, Mr. Yu Jing not only did not laugh at him, but also smiled and asked him to do it well.
I thought this was just a casual encouragement, but during the harvest time, Uncle Changbei actually brought people over to dig these things out of the soil.
It was only a vegetable plot of less than eight cents, but the yield was a full thousand kilograms.
Although he was just watching from the sidelines, Zhang Bo's heart was still beating wildly.
No one knows better than him what such a gain means.
Later, Uncle Changbei said to him his second sentence since he was beaten: "Have you remembered everything?"
Unexpectedly, Uncle Changbei actually noticed what he was doing. Zhang Bo could no longer find his own voice and could only nod his head at Uncle Changbei.
Afterwards, Uncle Changbei gave him a long speech.
It turns out that these seeds are called potatoes and sweet potatoes, and they were found by Changbei Bo across the ocean from a place called America.
It turns out that the fruit of this plant is its seed, and it is very easy to grow.
As long as it is cultivated well, a seed can be cut into several parts and planted in the ground.
I really don’t know why Uncle Changbei, who was born as a military general, knows so much about farming.
Uncle Chang Bei spoke quickly, but he remembered even faster.
In the past, he only wanted to be an official, but he didn't even know what kind of future he wanted.
It wasn't until he saw these seeds that he realized that he was more suitable for farming.
This is a very sad story, but it is also true.
I thought that Uncle Changbei would ridicule his incompetence, but unexpectedly, Uncle Changbei proposed a new idea to him: scientific farming.
Although I didn’t know what this meant, I felt it was amazing when I heard it.
Uncle Changbei didn't say anything to comfort him, but he had already coaxed him to understand.
Since then, I have been in charge of these vegetable plots for three years.
After today's harvest, Uncle Changbei said that the yield of the seeds was too high and could not be planted in the academy, so he asked him to send the things to the capital and teach others his farming experience.
He has been studying in the academy for more than three years, and he knows more or less about ethics and human relations.
Whoever delivers this thing to the capital will naturally receive the first credit.
It turns out that my uncle has seen all my hard work over the years.
The surprise came so suddenly that Zhang Bo was naturally overjoyed and immediately knelt down to kowtow to Uncle Changbei.
Before anyone could say thank you, Uncle Changbei left directly.
Mr. Yu Jing said that what uncle needs is not fame or gratitude from others.
From beginning to end, all my uncle wanted was for everyone in the world to have enough food and clothing.
Hearing these words, Zhang Bo felt even more ashamed. Compared with his uncle's great love, he was really too small.
After talking about farming, Zhang Bo sent his notebook and Yu Guang's letter to Emperor Haoxuan.
Emperor Haoxuan first looked through the record book, and then opened Yu Guang's letter.
But I saw that it still started with a casual greeting, and then came the main topic: "Sweet potatoes can produce 1,300 kilograms per acre, and potatoes can produce 1,500 kilograms per acre. Zhang Bo is proficient in planting and can be responsible for teaching
others.
The grain has been prepared, and we have half on each side, but we need to find suitable people to transport it. We can't raise troops on the border. All my people have gone out to make money, and there are too few available people."
Emperor Haoxuan couldn't help but laugh when he saw this letter, which was completely heartless. It took him a long time before he sighed: "It is the great fortune of the dynasty to have Uncle Changbei."
When Uncle Changbei said he would share half of the profits with him, he was still laughing at Uncle Changbei's immaturity.