Zhao Kuo cursed in his heart and glared at Lin Xiangru angrily. Wasn't he putting himself on the fire rack to roast?
No matter which side you take, the other side will be unhappy.
"Xunzi is right. Different periods have different systems. What was in the past may not be suitable for the present. We must keep pace with the times and not follow the rules." Zhao Kuo thought for a moment and said.
Kong Chuan's face suddenly darkened. He was thinking whether he was really wrong? Is the way of Confucius and Mencius really not suitable for this era?
"However, I heard from Xiangzi that sharing food can be more hygienic and reduce the spread of diseases, so sharing food is still worth promoting. But sharing food also has the benefits of sharing food, which can promote communication and reduce food waste."
"I think if you have money, just be more particular. If you don't have money, just do what you want. There is no need to say what you want. Maybe one day even ordinary people can eat meat? We can't prevent people from eating it because of etiquette.
Bar."
After speaking, Zhao Kuo picked up a piece of meat and put it into his mouth.
In the eyes of future generations like him, this kind of thing is a trivial matter. You can eat whatever you want, as long as it doesn't affect others, no one will care about you if you have the ability to eat it.
However, in this era, there was a dispute between Xun and Kong. The reason was that the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period were in a period of great social changes, and various ideas were constantly colliding and intertwined, and no one could convince anyone.
It is precisely because of such a brilliant cultural collision that China has led the world for nearly two thousand years.
"I think that if Mr. Kong Chuan wants to continue the debate, it is better to wait until the college opens. The college will definitely arrange a good place for the two of you." Lin Xiangru said with a smile.
Although he does not belong to Confucianism, he also knows that the internal disputes within Confucianism are extremely fierce. When the academy opens, it will no longer be a dispute between Xunzi and Kong Chuan, but even the eight schools of Confucianism will join the battle.
At that time, Zhao State will be able to harvest ideas and talents from various schools and consolidate Zhao State, just like Qi State.
"I was reckless. I hope the king will atone for his sins." Kong Chuan cupped his hands and said.
In the past, he had never been so rude in front of the monarch, but for some reason, he couldn't control himself every time he saw Xunzi.
Zhao Kuo waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care.
What Xunzi cared about was Zhao Kuo's last sentence, "Ordinary civilians can also eat meat!" But then his eyes dimmed and he shook his head.
In today's world, the vast majority of civilians don't even have access to meat. It would be great if they can have enough to eat.
That is to say, Zhao Guo has always insisted on providing work-for-relief. As long as they are not old, weak, sick or disabled, everyone can participate, so that everyone can have a full meal at noon, and that's it.
As for other countries, they are not as good as Zhao!
In this era, civilians generally have a short life expectancy. In addition to war and disease, physical loss is also one of the main reasons. Even if you eat two meals a day, you are still not full. Over time, you will suffer from malnutrition and serious losses. Can you live a long life?
Relatively speaking, nobles are much better.
In order to encourage everyone to eat three meals a day, Zhao Kuo changed the morning meal provided for free by the work-for-work relief to lunch. The morning meal was originally eaten around 9 or 10 o'clock, but was changed to lunch at 12 noon.
In Zhao Kuo, if everyone feels hungry in the morning, they will inevitably come back to work after breakfast. Similarly, they will also eat when they go back in the evening. In this way, eating three meals a day will gradually become popular.
In addition, the work-for-work relief meal is enough for lunch. Although there are only pickles and the cheapest vegetables in the season, steamed buns and corn are enough. Even if everyone eats less in the morning and evening, the body will not continue to suffer losses.
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The result was good. Not only did everyone not eat three meals a day as Zhao Kuo imagined, but they changed from eating two meals a day, breakfast and lunch.
In order to save food at home, this group of people ate a few bites of Mat Bar Mat Bar at home in the morning, were full at the construction site at noon, and stopped eating after returning home in the evening when they didn't have to work.
In this way, the burden on the family can be greatly reduced, and food can be saved for the wife and children, so that they can eat more and suffer less hunger.
We cannot say that these people are greedy for petty gains, we can only say that the times are forcing them. If they were not afraid of poverty or hunger, no one would be like this.
Unless all the people of Zhao State can be convinced that even if they eat three meals a day, the food will be enough.
Otherwise, they will not change, and they will not dare to change.
In Xunzi's view, it is completely impossible and unrealistic to allow most people to eat meat without even having enough food and clothing.
"Is it possible that Xunzi doesn't believe it?" Zhao Kuo looked at Xunzi and said with a smile.
"I really don't believe it." Xunzi nodded, and did not choose to flatter Zhao Kuo because he was the monarch.
“This year, all the cultivated land in Zhao State will be cultivated with Quyuan plows. The comprehensive construction of water conservancy facilities in Shangdang, Handan and Yecheng has been completed, and water conservancy facilities in other areas are also being built continuously.
The waterwheel has covered all areas except Yunzhong and Yanmen. Coupled with the good weather this year, it is conservatively estimated that this year's grain output will be more than two and a half times that of King Huiwen's period." Zhao Kuo said loudly.
"Really?" Chulong said excitedly.
Two and a half times, it doesn’t sound real!
"Of course it's true. We have compiled these statistics county by county." Wei Qi said unhappily.
He and Tian Dan were responsible for compiling households and people, and Lin Xiangru and Lu Zhonglian were responsible for summer farming. The four of them joined forces. Although the household registration had not been completed, all the land had been counted.
The reason why output can increase so much is because Zhao State has five more counties: Shangdang, Yejun, Hejian, Jixi, and Taojun.
Although the area of the five counties is not large, except for Shangdang, which is mostly mountainous and there are some saline-alkali lands between rivers, the rest are all cultivated land.
The cultivated land area of Zhao State increased by more than 60% compared with before, and Zhao State also had 200,000 more prisoners to cultivate wasteland. Coupled with the role of water conservancy, curved shaft plows and other tools, Zhao State achieved such a brilliant achievement.
After this year, if Zhao goes to war with Qin again, he will definitely not be brought down by food problems.
"Farmers and the Tiancang brothers have also cultivated millet and rice with higher yields, which can increase the yield per mu by about 20% on the current basis. If there are no problems in this year's experiment, it can be gradually promoted next year." Zhao Kuo once again
Drop a bombshell.
To be honest, he didn't expect that the farmers and the Tiancang clan were so capable, and they came up with the research results not long after arriving in Zhao Kingdom.
Could it be that the incentives from the fiefdom had an effect?
"Farmers have actually cultivated high-yielding grains!" At this time, everyone couldn't sit still.
Don't underestimate the 20%. With 20% more food, Zhao State can feed millions more people.
"Furthermore, farmers are still cultivating grains with higher yields. Farmers are already working hard. What about you fellows? What can you do?
Confucianism, Legalism, and Mohism are even called the three major schools of thought by the world, so are they willing to lag behind the peasants?"
Zhao Kuo's voice was like a needle piercing everyone's ears. Everyone wanted to refute, but they were unable to refute. Even if they usually looked down on farmers, they could only hold it in their hearts at this time.
Because the farmers really did it!
Xunzi opened his mouth and swallowed again,
Mo Feng seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't. He had always claimed to be the school of thought with the greatest contribution under Zhao Kuo.
Now, he had to admit that the farmer's contribution had completely surpassed that of the Mohist family.
"Nothing is impossible. If farmers have done it, we can do it too. Maybe it's a long way to go to let everyone eat meat. We might as well set a small goal, such as making sure that all people in the country have enough food within five years.
Rice, I can have a meal of meat during the holidays. What do you think?"
Zhao Kuo stood up, holding a glass of wine in his hand, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, his body exuding a dull light.
"I am willing to follow your Majesty!" Xunzi stood up.
"I am willing to follow your Majesty!" Lin Xiangru stood up.
"I am willing to follow your Majesty!" Everyone stood up.
"Okay, gentlemen, drink this cup with me." Zhao Kuo drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.
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At this time, the farmer's experimental field.
Six or seven old men gathered together, their beards and hair all white, and they couldn't even produce good teeth. They all stared unblinkingly at the two-foot-square rice field in front of them.
I saw the rice in the rice fields heading, blooming, pollinating, filling, and maturing at a speed visible to the naked eye...
"Come and see what's going on, come and see." Cang Su couldn't help shouting.
"Why are you so anxious? It's not the first test." Chen Xin scolded, but he didn't have time to wipe the sweat from his forehead. He stretched out his old hands to carefully remove the rice ears, and slowly put them on the table next to him, for fear that there would be something wrong.
A slight bump.
The huge golden ears of rice were lying quietly on the table, being watched by a group of old men.
"How's it going? What's the fertility rate?" Cangji asked impatiently.
"I'll touch it." Chen Xin held the ears of rice and counted them one by one, mumbling something. Everyone stared at Chen Xin nervously, not daring to make any sound for fear of disturbing him.
This is the most successful cultivation ever, and there is even hope of breaking the previous record.
After arriving in Zhao Kingdom, everyone was treated with unprecedented respect. Zhao Kuo satisfied them with almost all conditions except that they were not allowed to spread peasant ideas.
Later, Zhao Kuo told them that as long as the yield per mu could be increased by 50%, they would be given a fiefdom where they could freely practice peasant ideas. If the yield per mu could be increased by more, the fiefdom would be larger.
For the sake of the land, for the ideals in their hearts, and for the sake of the people all over the world, farmers and the Tiancang brothers worked day and night to cultivate fine seeds.
Chen Xin's talent can control the seeds to evolve in the desired direction.
Xu Qingtian's talent can speed up the growth of plants.
Cangji's talent can simulate the growth process of seeds.
Although others have no talent, they all have their own strengths.
With the cooperation of everyone and the knowledge and experience accumulated in the past, the first generation of improved seeds was quickly cultivated.
"The fertility rate is 99%." After counting, Chen Xin said slowly.
This means that there are almost no flat grains and every grain is plump.
"We succeeded!" Xu Qingtian clenched his fists and said excitedly.
Others also had rosy faces, panting heavily, and subconsciously clenched their hands into fists.
The young people behind looked at them worriedly. They couldn't afford to lose one or two people if the excitement passed.
"Look at the other ears of rice." Cang Ji said, and everyone swarmed up. In the blink of an eye, all the ears of rice disappeared.
"Ninety-six percent."
"Ninety-eight percent."
"Ninety-nine percent."
"Ninety-one percent."
"Ten percent!"
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Everyone reported their data one after another.
"How much did you just say?" Everyone suddenly looked at Cang Ji.
"The fruiting rate is 100%, yes, I counted it twice." Cang Ji said firmly.
"Show me." Chen Xin breathed a little quickly.
Cangji handed the rice ears in his hand to Chen Xin.
Chen Xin took it carefully, counted it twice, took a long breath, and said slowly: "It's indeed ten to ten."
Without waiting for everyone to celebrate, Chen Xin continued:
"As a result of this test, the yield increased by 60%. However, considering the different soils in different places, the differences between technologies, and the inability to take care of it as carefully as we do, after popularization, the increase in yield per mu should be between 20% and 30%."
"It's already very good. I believe it won't take long before we can cultivate improved varieties that can increase by 50% or even double even after they are popularized." Xu Qingtian said firmly.
"By the way, in addition to improved seeds, we can also start from other places, such as planting methods, fertilization methods, etc. When our two brothers used to farm in Luoyang, because the terrain was higher than other people's fields, we planted
Dig furrows to make ridges, alternating furrows and ridges, plant seeds in the furrows, and when weeding in between, push the soil on the ridges into the furrows one by one to cultivate crops. In the second year, the furrows and ridges swap places."
"Our land is only a middle field, and because of the high terrain, we often can't get water. Since using this method, the yield is not only no lower than others, but because we don't have to take turns, the yield is much higher," Cangsu said.
"This is a good idea, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Xu Qingtian glanced at Cang Su.
"As I get older, my memory deteriorates. Didn't I just remember this?" Cang Su said.
"In that case, let's divide into two teams. One team will continue to cultivate new seeds, and the other team will study planting, fertilization methods, etc. What do you think?" Chen Xin said.
He is the oldest among them, so he usually takes the lead.
"Okay." Everyone nodded.
"Okay, you guys, follow me from now on." Chen Xin pointed at the young man not far away and said.
Of course, this young man is relative to Chen Xin. In fact, the youngest is over thirty, and the oldest is over fifty.
"No, you want me to take them? Or alone?" Cangsu said in disbelief.
Is this how the co-authors are divided into two teams? One team for the others, and one team for himself?
"If you don't take them with you, how can you take us with you? Look at who among us can push a plow or apply fertilizer? With them, all these dirty jobs can be done for them. If we are taken with us, all the hard work will be done for them."
You have to do all the dirty work. I'm thinking about you. Do you understand?" Chen Xin patted Cang Su on the shoulder and said sincerely.
Cang Su suddenly felt that what Chen Xin said made sense.
Chen Xin continued to order: "Let's continue. Keep the rice ears with a fruiting rate of less than 95% for cooking at night. Pick those with a fruiting rate of 96 to 99% and continue cultivating them. Those with a fruiting rate of 100% will be cultivated separately.