[Seeds can be exchanged in the system mall. Currently, there are tomatoes, onions, and loofahs.]
[No wonder the system mall is only opening now. It turns out that the items here need to be exchanged with the power of faith.]
[The power of faith has actually increased a bit. Has the news of the refugees' new homes spread?]
[In this era, there are no mobile phones to quickly spread information. It would be great if there were newspapers.]
[Let's not think about the newspapers for now. Now that these things have been exchanged, how can I give them to my brother so that he can arrange for the farmers to plant them?]
Everyone quietly took notes from the newspaper and started thinking about what to do with the seeds.
Qin Jinlin pondered for a moment and came up with an idea. "Father, these past few days, my uncle and I have discovered some unusual foods nearby. The refugees have experimented with them during their escape."
"There are indeed some things that are edible, but they don't taste particularly good. I will take Father and Mother to have a look."
Qin Yuanhao nodded. He also wanted to see what good things were there.
"Very good, then let's go and take a look together!"
*
In a separate wooden house behind the greenhouse.
Everyone saw bags of grain.
Qin Zhenzhen looked around and felt a little confused.
This is just rice, probably from last year. It doesn't look particularly good. The people are still suffering.
[Logically, if there are cucumbers, there should also be potatoes, and purple sweet potatoes, which are easy to grow!]
[I don’t know how much rice can be produced at one time? ]
Qin Yuanhao turned around and asked the Minister Gu, the Governor of the Granary and Revenue Department, who was coming over to count the quantity in person.
"What was the maximum rice yield we could produce in previous years? I don't think the food we received was much."
It would have been fine if he hadn't asked, but now he asks.
The Governor of the Granaries and the Ministry of Revenue, Minister Gu, looked at him with resentment, then realized that this expression was not good, so he quickly lowered his head, but his tone was full of complaints.
"Your Majesty, I have written to you before. In the fertile land of our Great Qin, an acre of good farmland can produce a dan of grain in a good year. However, in barren areas, and when great disasters occur, the harvest will be even less."
"There's also the loss on the way. The total volume will have to be reduced even further after it reaches the capital."
Qin Yuanhao felt a little guilty, as he had just glanced over all the memorials before.
However, he remembered that one stone of grain was still enough, as the neighboring country didn't seem to have that much.
For many years, I would exchange broken stones for food with him.
He also accepted the exchange every time because of the neighboring country.
[How much? Did I hear correctly? One dan of grain, doesn't that mean one hundred jin?]
Qin Jinlin quickly stepped forward to explain: "That is to say, at the best time, one mu of land could produce 100 kilograms of rice. I remember this yield being quite good."
"What? One acre of land only yields 100 kilograms, and that's still good? How can a country not perish if it can't even get enough to eat?"
Qin Yuanhao wanted to cover his ears for a moment. The little princess was good in every way, but she kept reminding him of the country's demise, which gave him nightmares.
Yang Zizhong disagreed. "Your Majesty, the barbarians attacked us because they really had no food to eat. They could only eat meat every day. There was a severe shortage of grain and vegetables, which caused many people there to become sick."
"They chose to attack us because they had plenty of food."
The next second, Qin Zhenzhen's words made the four of them freeze in place.
"Then we can trade with them! We sell them food, and they provide us with cattle and sheep."
[You should know that the hybrid rice cultivated by Professor Yuan can produce more than 2,000 kilograms per mu.]
Everyone: ???
How many? ? ?
Does the little princess know what she is saying?
More than 2,000 kilograms, if it were only 200 kilograms, they would all wake up laughing.
For the first time, Qin Yuanhao suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. He looked at Chen Fei secretly and saw her nod slightly to him.
He swallowed hard.
In his opinion, it is impossible to produce 2,000 kilograms of rice per acre.
"Minister Gu, have you ever heard of any country that can produce 1,000 kilograms of rice per acre?"
He decided not to let himself be frightened.
As expected, Minister Gu rejected it outright, "Impossible, Your Majesty, this is absolutely impossible."
Two hundred kilograms is already a miracle, let alone one thousand kilograms.
[Hahaha, of course you haven't seen him. That's Elder Yuan, the number one person in Daxia.]
Yuan once said: A grain of rice can save a country, but it can also bring it down. Yuan used hybrid rice to feed over a billion people in Daxia.
[This time, the rice bowl must be firmly in the hands of the people of our Great Qin.]
How many people?
Over a billion people?
Their Great Qin has only about 30 million people in total!
You know, Daqin has always attached great importance to agriculture because other countries cannot achieve their current level of one acre and one stone, which is already considered very impressive.
No country does not want to increase food production, but this is not something that can be achieved just by asking for it.
Minister Gu has searched through ancient books for many years, but still found nothing.
"Your Majesty, I have searched through ancient books for the past few years and still cannot find a way to increase production. The only way is to encourage more people to farm, but this will reduce the number of people in other industries."
"We in Daqin also need to develop other aspects!"
As Minister Gu spoke, he felt sad. They were such a great country, but they couldn't even solve the problem of food.
【Don't worry, I'm here! 】
[The system store sells hybrid rice, but there's one downside: it can't be saved for seed, which means I have to keep buying it from the system store.]
Four people at the scene: !!
Sure enough, this kind of thing is not something that mortals like them can touch.
Hybrid rice is so expensive! One bag of hybrid rice is enough to cover five acres of land and requires 100 Faith Power.
[It would be best if we at Daqin set aside a group of people specifically to plant this rice, while the rest of us work hard to improve the quality of the rice.]
[I need to keep the power of faith. If something unexpected happens, I can react accordingly!]
【In the final analysis, we are still too poor.】
Let me see, potatoes are quite cheap. Coincidentally, we don't have potatoes in our country yet, so I'll take this.
When everyone heard the little princess say that hybrid rice seeds could not be saved, they had already accepted the reality.
Then he turned around and talked about potatoes.
Potatoes are a good thing. They have a high yield and are not picky about the growing environment. Even if the soil is poor, there is insufficient sunlight, and the environment is harsh, they can still produce a good yield.
With every word she spoke, Qin Yuanhao's eyes brightened.
After he finished speaking, Qin Yuanhao wanted to ask directly if he could provide some seeds.
[Potatoes are also cheap in the mall. 5 points can be exchanged for a large sack. As long as you have a start, you can plant potatoes indefinitely.]
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