"You came back from the Cochin Road and didn't take any rest, so you got hysterical?"
"You can exchange a few things for a prince. Aren't you afraid of being impeached by the censors?"
Zhu Gaochi put down the paper in his hand heavily, stretched out his hand and pressed it on Zhu Yunxi's forehead, his face full of confusion, wanting to find out what it was that made Brother Xu go crazy to find these things.
He also said that with these things, Ming Dynasty can coexist with the sun and the moon.
What does this mean?
With these things, the Ming Dynasty can become the only one in the world? The true dynasty of ten thousand years?
Believe it or not, if what just happened here spread outside and reached the ears of the old man, the old man could break his legs without waiting for the censors to write the memorial.
Zhu Yunxi looked at Zhu Gaochi from outside and frowned: "You don't understand! As long as we have these things, what I say can really be done!"
"I don't need to understand this!" Zhu Gaochi showed his tough attitude in front of Zhu Yunxi for the first time in his life, and said solemnly: "It is impossible for the Ming Dynasty to prosper for generations just by relying on your few things."<
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Zhu Yunxi sneered, this kid has never seen the yield of potatoes and sweet potatoes.
There are many reasons why the Central Plains Dynasty developed from a population of tens of millions to that sensitive figure of 40 million, but potatoes and sweet potatoes are definitely one of the main reasons.
Do you really think those bastards in the mountains and forests of the north can do anything good so that the people can live and work in peace and contentment and the population is prosperous?
Bah!
Cursing in his mind, Zhu Yunxi looked solemnly at Zhu Gaochi, who still had an expression of unknown anger: "As long as I can find these things, I can make the Ming Dynasty's yield per mu exceed... ten stones! Or even more!" p>
At the end of the day, Zhu Yunxi finally restrained himself from making the figure of the yield per mu even greater.
Today's Ming Dynasty is slipping step by step into the Little Ice Age. This is a global climate problem that affects all human beings. However, for this world, it is just a small wave in an eternity.<
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The disadvantage is that the north is getting colder and more natural disasters occur year after year.
If we can't defeat the thief God, humans will have no choice but to turn against our own people.
Potatoes are extremely cold-resistant plants and have the advantages of high yield and high energy, and their delicate taste can be easier for people to accept.
As for sweet potatoes with higher yields, although the taste is not as good as potatoes and there are relatively few cooking methods, higher yields, more utilization rates and a wide range of planting are the real decisive things.
As for corn and chili, Zhu Yunxi purely wanted to enrich the tastes of the people.
The ancestors of mankind came from the prehistoric era of eating hair and drinking blood. At the beginning, they were just like wild beasts, just to fill their stomachs.
This is the most primitive and fundamental desire of human beings.
When primitive humans began to have enough to eat, they would want to put on clothes, use and make tools, and use the tools they made to build a huge civilization.
When the people of this world can be satisfied with their appetites, many problems will no longer be a problem.
After all...
They are really too kind.
They are really very patient.
Zhu Gaochi's face changed from anger to contempt at the beginning. He felt that Zhu Yunxi had really lost his mind.
Ten stones per mu?
You must know that in today's Ming Dynasty, the best fields can only produce three or four shi per year.
Note that this refers to places such as Jiangnan where two-wheelers can be planted.
More than double the output?
If Zhu Gaochi hadn't thought that Zhu Yunxi might have another purpose, he would have walked away at this time.
He silently looked at Jie Jin and Xia Yuanji who were standing aside.
Seeing the shock and doubt on their faces, they nodded slightly.
Then he raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhu Yunxi who still believed what he said
Did you see that these four people, three of them, don’t believe your crazy talk about a ten-dan-per-acre yield?
The expressions of the three people in front of him were clearly visible to Zhu Yunxi.
Because of the limitations of the times, he could not express his contempt for these three people.
With a long sigh, Zhu Yunxi pondered for a long time: "Actually, if done properly, I am confident that the yield per mu can be increased to twenty stones..."
Zhu Gaochi was completely speechless, his shoulders drooped, and he sighed softly: "No matter what you want to do, if you say anything here, you'd better go out and forget it."
Zhu Yunxi frowned and looked at Zhu Gaochi doubtfully: "I really don't want anything, I just want the people to have more harvests."
By this time, Zhu Yunxi finally realized something was wrong.
It seems that I and Xiaopang are not thinking about the same thing.
Does this guy think he can only be a cunning woman, a despicable politician who spends his days thinking about conspiracies?
Just when I want to show that I am dedicated to the Ming Dynasty.
Outside, Zhu Shangbing, who was still clamoring to go to bed, had already rushed in with a dark face.
As soon as Zhu Shangbing entered the small study and walked to the tea table, he sat cross-legged opposite Zhu Gaochi.
"Didn't you say you wanted to take a rest?"
This question was asked by Zhu Gaochi.
Zhu Shangbing snorted coldly and turned to look at Zhu Yunxi: "Can you send Uncle Twenty-Third away?"
This makes it clear.
Zhu Huang must have known the rules of the small study room in the East Palace. When Zhu Yunxi arrived in the small study room, he did not dare to come over, so he ran to quarrel with the eldest nephew of the second brother's family who had just returned to Beijing.
Zhu Gaochi smiled and poured a cup of tea for Zhu Shangbing.
Zhu Shangbing drank it all in one gulp, and then asked in confusion: "What were you talking about twenty stones? What are you going to do?"
When Zhu Shangbing brought up the matter again, Zhu Gaochi paused and explained what had just happened.
While listening to the explanation, Zhu Shangbing was drinking tea, and his eyes gradually became ambiguous as he stared at Zhu Yunxi.
Finally, I sneered twice.
"Although I don't know much about farming, I also know that the soil is limited and the harvest is roughly the same every year."
Seeing that Zhu Yunxi ignored him.
Zhu Shangbing waved his hand and pointed to the tea table in front of him: "If you can really do it, I will eat this table?"
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Zhu Yunxi immediately laughed: "Seriously?"
"I also ate the cushion!"
"That's what you said."
"I, Zhu Shangbing, said it!"
Zhu Shangbing held his head high, his face full of disbelief: "What if you can't do it?"
"I will let you be the Grand Governor like Uncle Seventeen."
Zhu Shangbing never imagined that he would have this unexpected surprise. His eyes lit up, thanks to the lovely Uncle Twenty-Third.
Then, he quickly said with a sullen face: "This is what you said."
The corners of Zhu Yunxi's mouth raised slightly, and he said calmly: "A gentleman promises a thousand pieces of gold."
Zhu Gaochi looked left and right, and suddenly felt that he was a little too sure of his own ideas.
He blinked and looked at Jie Jin and Xia Yuanji who were standing aside, and saw a hint of suspicion in their eyes.
No matter how I look at it, I feel that Brother Bing is going to be sold by Brother Xi, so why should I help Brother Xi count the money?
Did you see it wrong?
Zhu Gaochi coughed lightly with a sullen face and said softly: "No matter whether what you said is true or not. But if you offer bounties to the people like that, the emperor will still break your legs. Unless you think you are driving the people away to hunt for treasures.
If something happens, Grandpa Huang will still indulge and pamper you."
Zhu Yunxi, who originally wanted to reason with Xiaopang and convince him that he could open his eyes, suddenly stopped.
Zhu Yunxi raised his eyebrows.
I didn't even think of this.
It seems that I have really stayed in Jiaozhi Road for too long, and was led astray by Chen Qiong, a woman who is destined to be a bad person. I only know how to do things with rough methods.
Chen Qiong
Damn it!
When Zhu Gaochi saw that Zhu Yunxi had finally come to his senses, a smile appeared on his face.
He hummed and said softly: "The title of a prince, the reward of a thousand gold pieces. How many people do you think in this world can continue to do things honestly?"
Zhu Yunxi, who had realized that his plan was as crude as damn Chen Qiong, began to remain silent.
Xia Yuanji took a look and then softened his mouth.
"If I knew that such things existed in the world, I would definitely be ecstatic and wish I could hold them in my hands the next moment."
After explaining something for his grandson, Xia Yuanji added: "It's just that since the founding of our dynasty, almost all the princes and nobles have been obtained by ministers who have contributed to the founding of the country. They worked hard with His Majesty to conquer the world.
Now that I have found a few things, I can become a high official and rest with my country. Not to mention the common people, even the ministers are very excited. If there is such a reward, I would like to take up my job and go out to search."
Lao Xia understands people's hearts and the economy.
Zhu Gaochi stared at Xia Yuanji with satisfaction and nodded silently.
We are all our own people here, and Zhu Yunxi has no attitude of being aloof or overbearing.
He nodded straightforwardly and admitted, "I was wrong. Wealth and silk attract people's hearts, and rewards from princes and princes will inevitably cause chaos among the people, and no one will be able to work hard anymore."
Zhu Gaochi looked at it and suggested: "This article should be written to inform the world that if you find anything, you will be rewarded. Is this article appropriate?"
Not saying what the reward was, it also let everyone in the world know that the imperial court was looking for such a thing.
Those who are interested will pay attention. Although it is impossible to directly bring about a wave of seed hunting, it is the safest way.
Zhu Yunxi nodded in agreement: "Let's follow this writing pattern."
There is no doubt that Zhu Gaochi's suggestion is sound.
This is what mature political methods are like, never saying enough and leaving room for room.
By this time, Zhu Yunxi gradually calmed down and turned to look at Xia Yuanji: "I heard that there are many things in Europe that we have never seen in the Central Plains. Brother Wei Zhe is now in the Ministry of Household Affairs and dealing with Yi merchants. You can also ask
They."
He knew that later sweet potatoes and potatoes in the Central Plains were obtained from those white-skinned hands.
But he is not sure when exactly these white skins brought these things to the Central Plains, let alone when these white skins obtained these things.
It seems that it was pushed back a hundred years or so, when the white-skins started the Age of Discovery, and they got it from the new land on the other side of the ocean?
However, using each island as a springboard for those white-skinned people to obtain high-yielding crops and new species is uncertain.
Or maybe the feces containing seeds from migratory birds landed on the land of the European white-skinned people.
If it were another hundred years later, he would definitely take people to snatch things back from the white-skinned people, and completely interrupt their historical process along the way.
Xie Jin, who had been looking down at the drawings drawn by Zhu Yunxi, suddenly picked up a piece of paper and frowned: "This thing is called pepper? It seems to have appeared in Yunnan Province and other places."
Zhu Yunxi's eyes lit up: "Seriously?"
Xie Jin nodded and shook his head: "I'm not sure, I will verify this."
Zhu Shangbing looked at everyone and suddenly whispered from the side: "Is the bet just now still counted?"
Zhu Gaochi lowered his head silently. He had begun to doubt whether his judgment was correct. But Brother Bing was probably embarrassed because he had been cheated.
Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly: "Brother, how could I ever lie to you?"
……
"Did I lie to you?"
"Uncle Twenty-Third, you are spitting blood!"
"I, Zhu Yunxi, will never accept this humiliation!"
"You still want to leave the palace? You can go back to Concubine Li Xian for dinner today."
Early the next morning, Zhu Yunxi, who was about to leave the palace, was glaring at Zhu Huang who was hugging his thigh tightly and threatening him loudly.
Sure enough, Zhu Huang's face tightened: "I don't want to go back to my mother's place for dinner."
Zhu Yunxi's expression softened slightly, but he still had a smile on his face
Si angrily: "Then what have I promised you?"
Zhu Huang shook his head uneasily: "No."
Zhu Yunxi asked again: "Then do you want to go to the palace?"
"x..." As soon as a syllable was uttered, Zhu Huang immediately shook his head: "I don't want to."
Then, he sat on Zhu Yunxi's feet and looked up at him eagerly.
Zhu Yunxi's expression completely softened: "Then continue to stay in the East Palace to eat."
Zhu Huang immediately smiled with Cheng Fu without any cover-up, and he was afraid that his eldest nephew would regret it, so he took a puff of smoke and ran away without a trace.
Zhu Yunxi helplessly looked at the two girls Tang Queqing and Mu Caiyun who were following him.
He reached out and pinched the two girls' faces.
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Tang Queqing has a down-to-earth and generous character, while Mu Caiyun has the gentleness of Xiaojiabiyu.
Looking at the two women with completely different styles, Zhu Yunxi smiled like a husband asking for more, and said softly: "Today I'm going to have a look at the prisoner Jiang Zuo and the prisoner Shanglinyuan. There's not much to do. I'll come back to talk to you when I'm done.
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Mu Caiyun lowered her head shyly and hummed softly.
Tang Queqing stepped forward and hung a sachet on Zhu Yunxi's waist.
"Empress Hui said that you and the two princes have finally returned to Beijing. It is spring now, and she wants to hold a spring banquet in the palace. Firstly, she is here to continue the excuse and see if you are okay. Secondly..."<
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Tang Queqing could no longer speak out the second content.
Zhu Yunxi smiled, pinched Tang Queqing's cheek again, and whispered: "When I come back, I want to tonight..."
Tang Queqing's face turned red, he pushed Zhu Yunxi away, and shyly glanced at the ignorant Mu Caiyun next to him.
Zhu Yunxi walked all the way out of the palace gate, and Sun Cheng and Tian Mai, who had arrived, met together.
Zhu Gaochi wanted to write a letter home to Peiping, and Zhu Shangbing also accepted his father's lesson, so neither of them came.
As for Xie Jin and Xia Yuanji, they are very busy now and have no time.
Zhu Yunxi looked at the two of them and waved his hand: "Go to Shanglinyuan Prison first, and then go to the General Prison when you come back."
Located in Shanglinyuan Prison at the foot of Shenlie Mountain, paddy fields were originally cultivated next to the Qianhu Lake, but now the scale is even larger.
After Zhu Yunxi and his men stopped the guards in front of the Yamen to report, he quietly arrived at the edge of the front lake.
At a glance, the entire experimental field belonging to Shanglin Yuanjian next to Qianhu is full of people rolling up their sleeves and trousers, bending over and busy.
It is impossible to distinguish between officials and officials or farmers.
From somewhere, Yuan Sutai, the supervisor of Shanglinyuan, dressed in the same attire and holding a handful of rice seedlings, appeared in front of Zhu Yunxi.
Yuan Sutai raised the rice seedlings in his hands with a smile on his face: "Your Highness, these are the rice plants planted this year. The root system is stronger and stronger. Now I can control the number of rice ears to be stable at more than 100 grains." p>
Yuan Sutai, who has clearly reached the third level, is now covered in mud. As he walks out of the paddy field, it is gradually drying out and becoming gray and cracked.
Even the clothes and face were covered with mud spots.
But in Zhu Yunxi's eyes, it was as bright and dazzling as stars.
This is the Ming official I want to see.
Zhu Yunxi gave a gratified smile: "I was alone on Jiaozhi Road, and I also heard about the supervision of mulberry farming in Shanglin Garden. We worked together as one to protect our Ming dynasty farming and mulberry farming, benefiting all people, and the hard work has achieved great results."
Probably because of the long period of bending over in the fields, and because of the special nature of Shanglinyuan Prison, there were not many disputes in the court.
Nowadays, this third-rank supervisor of Shanglinyuan rarely looks like a court official. Instead, he is more like a diligent old farmer who only provides a year's ration for his family.
When Yuan Sutai listened to Taisun's compliment, he did not refuse or accept it. He just smiled and said: "I started cultivating the fine seeds that Taisun sent back from Jiaozhi Road last year. Although there is only one crop of late rice, I think it is too good."
The improved seeds sent back by Sun are enough for me to increase the production."
Zhu Yunxi smiled: "I am already practicing Wen Tian
Next, look for all fresh species. At that time, Supervisor Shanglin Yuan will ask everyone to contribute to cultivating improved species for the sake of the stomachs of the people all over the world."
Yuan Sutai was stunned for a moment, with a trace of confusion on his face.
Zhu Yunxi couldn't help but become confused. Although the official document about the things he wanted in the past had not spread all over the world, the Xingren Department and the General Affairs Department had spread the news to all the ministries and yamen in Yingtaicheng early in the morning. p>
However, the thought just passed by, and Zhu Yunxi felt relieved again. Looking at Yuan Sutai's appearance at this moment, he knew that he had gone into the fields as soon as he arrived at the Yamen.
It’s normal not to know.
Only then did Yuan Sutai react and said with a smile: "Your Highness has done something to benefit the people. I will work tirelessly and never let down Your Highness."
Zhu Yunxi took a second look and saw that Yuan Sutai seemed to be thinking about reclaiming the entire Shenlie Mountain into fields, so he smiled and waved his hand without saying anything, and led a group of people away from Shanglinyuan Prison.
It was not until after he left that Yuan Sutai remembered that he had not sent his grandson off yet.
"Your Highness! This cement is really strong and will not break down the rocks. Even a sledgehammer can hardly shake it. If it is poured into a wall, it only takes half a foot to stop artillery bombardment."
From the quiet supervisor of Shanglinyuan to the noisy supervisor of the general, Zhu Yunxi was pulled and talked non-stop by the former craftsman Zhang who had now transformed from a craftsman to an eighth-grade official.
After talking about cement, Craftsman Zhang and Zhu Yunxi introduced them one by one.
"According to His Highness's wishes, it costs a lot to add other ores to the molten steel, but now Xiao...I have also led people to figure out some. However, this matter is very time-consuming. Now I just improved the steel-making and casting process.
This way, I can get things done faster."
"The Longjiang Shipyard was a bit uncooperative. I asked them to build a dragon skeleton so that I could cover it with an iron sheet and try to see if I could go into the water. They gave me a scolding. Fortunately, they finally sent me a five hundred
The dragon skeleton is made of raw materials."
"As for the mine machine... I'm incompetent. I haven't figured out how to do it yet. Fortunately, even if it's scrapped, it can be re-melted and remade."
Being able to transform from a craftsman to an official has made Craftsman Zhang believe from the bottom of his heart that in this life, as long as his grandson says something, no matter how exaggerated and unrealistic it sounds, he must do it.
If I can't do it, it's not because my grandson's whimsical ideas are too wild, but because I'm too stupid and didn't complete what he asked me to do.
Zhu Yunxi watched the comprehensive workshop in silence all the way, which was completely controlled by Craftsman Zhang, an eighth-grade official because of himself.
After the other party finished speaking, he and others walked to the shade of a tree outside the workshop.
"Learn about alloys slowly, and finding the formula is the most important thing. We need to improve the fire blunderbuss, and we need to do the preloaded medicine pack thing I told you last time quickly."
I saw hesitation on Craftsman Zhang’s face.
Zhu Yunxi then continued: "If you are short of people or food, go to the Ministry of Household Affairs to find Xia Yuanji. Just say that I asked you to find him."
After receiving the promise, Craftsman Zhang nodded in agreement.
Zhu Yunxi added: "Since the cement is ready, we should arrange the craftsmen and train more skilled apprentices. After a while, we will start to do big things."
Craftsman Zhang all nodded in agreement, and made a bet and swore with his chest that even if he died, he would finish the things he had told his grandson.
Waiting for you to come out of this new workshop built by the director.
Zhu Yunxi looked forward.
Sun Cheng beside him whispered: "Third Master, are you going back to the palace now?"
However, Zhu Yunxi suddenly said: "It's still early, let's go to the classroom."