Chapter 31 Payday! Hybrid Rice.
He felt like he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it no matter what he did.
never mind.
Things you can't remember are definitely not important, and they're definitely not something that could cost you your head. But if it's a matter of life and death, then Blackie will definitely remember them.
Upon arriving at the office early in the morning, apart from Zhou Yu sitting there lost in thought, Yuchi Jingde and Qin Shubao both looked excited, seemingly overjoyed about something.
Django arrived before dawn, which was quite unusual for him.
"Is something wrong today?" Hei Fu scratched his head, he really couldn't remember what it was, there were too many things going on lately.
Yuchi Jingde chuckled and said, "You can't possibly forget to pay wages today!"
Pay wages?
Hei Fu seems to have really forgotten. He not only forgot his wages this time, but he also forgot the money he had left over from last time. I don't know if it's because he has a bad memory or because he's been stressed out lately.
This money is really hot to hold.
I want to spend the money, but I don't have the guts. However, I'm also envious of the items in the system's shop.
He had the money, but he didn't have the right to buy anything; he could only wait for the king to decide.
Hei Fu looked at Yuchi Jingde and Qin Shubao; they were the same.
It's possible that Zhou Yu could become the head of the household.
None of the three of them were in charge; they could only receive wages.
After the wages were deposited into the account, Django began having them purchase goods.
However, apart from Zhou Yu, the other three dared not make any moves. It was true that they had been paid, but they still needed to go back and ask for instructions.
Django couldn't help but chuckle: "At lunchtime, you can go back to your respective dynasties to inquire of your emperors; it won't interfere with your work."
I'll go back and ask around during lunchtime. Everyone has a booklet, so I won't be at a loss.
Yuchi Jingde boldly extended his hand tentatively, "Magistrate Jiang, could I take some food back with me?"
For His Majesty's sake, Yuchi Gong really went all out!
Jiang Ge had some understanding of the Second Emperor's personality. He was indeed very emotional and straightforward. He never hid what he wanted to eat or do. He had great personal charm and strong abilities, and his subjects were willing to pamper him.
There's nothing wrong with agreeing to the small request of bringing food back to the Tang Dynasty.
Django waved his hand and agreed.
"It's just bringing food home to eat, what's the big deal?" Jiang Ge is determined to be a humane boss and resolutely refuse to exploit his employees.
Yuchi Jingde was grinning from ear to ear, finally resolving another of His Majesty's worries.
Today, I am also a good subordinate who relieves His Majesty's worries.
I was quite discouraged by the Romance of the Three Kingdoms; I only read up to the point of "Zhou Yu's death" and didn't continue reading.
If he continues watching, he might get even angrier, only to find that Sima Yi has ultimately taken the credit.
Although Romance of the Three Kingdoms is a historical novel, its plot is always shrouded in a profound sense of destiny—this destiny is not entirely fictional, but rather based on the inevitability of real history, which makes it difficult for Luo Guanzhong to change during his artistic processing.
While details can be adjusted, the overall framework remains unchanged. Zhou Yu's untimely death, Zhuge Liang's failed Northern Expeditions, Guan Yu's defeat at Maicheng, and Cao Cao's unfinished ambitions are all predetermined outcomes of history.
As Sima Qian said, "The general trend of the world is that after a long period of division, it will unite; after a long period of unity, it will divide." In the end, the Sima family usurped the Wei dynasty and established the Jin dynasty, and the three kingdoms were unified.
Zhou Yu was in a bad mood, and even after receiving his wages, he only gave a blank thank you. It was Yuchi Jingde who noticed something was wrong.
“Magistrate Jiang, is this wage payment wrong? Why is Zhou Yu paid so much even though he arrived later than us?” Yuchi Jingde immediately noticed something was wrong.
He and Qin Shubao both received the same wage of 280, but Zhou Yu's wage was higher than theirs, even though Zhou Yu didn't work more hours than them last month.
Upon hearing this, even Hei Fu stared intently at him. Wasn't everyone paid the same wage?
Why did Zhou Yu have more than them?
"Because Zhou Yu was the chief clerk, his position was higher than yours, so his salary was naturally higher as well," Jiang Ge said, organizing his thoughts.
Yuchi Jingde and Qin Qiong exchanged bewildered glances. "Chief Clerk?" That seemed to be a slightly higher rank than a yamen runner guarding the city gates.
Hei Fu was even more baffled. He secretly glanced at Zhou Yu, only to see that the handsome Zhou Yu of Jiangdong still looked gloomy, seemingly oblivious to the wage dispute.
"Gongjin, is there anything you wish to purchase?"
Seeing that Zhou Yu was still absent-minded, Jiang Ge had to speak up to remind him. The other three were not in a position to make the decision, but Zhou Yu was the only one who could decide for himself, and now was the most appropriate time to make the purchase.
The system's online store screen unfolded in the hall, displaying a dazzling array of dazzling goods. Bringing any one of these items back to Jiangdong would be enough to change the course of the world.
Zhou Yu could only manage a forced smile, cupped his hands, and said, "I am troubled and would like to ask Magistrate Jiang to make a decision for me."
Over the course of their time together, Zhou Yu had come to realize that Jiang Ge was an upright man, and that his understanding of these strange objects far surpassed his own. More importantly, Jiang Ge must know the true course of history—a fact evident in his seemingly casual remarks.
His current state of being utterly lost and dejected is partly genuine, but seven parts are deliberately staged.
Jiang Ge glanced at Zhou Yu and nodded, saying, "Very well."
Django's fingers slid lightly across the screen, the glow of the shopping mall reflected on his calm face. Zhou Yu stood seemingly nonchalantly to the side, but his eyes were sharp, watching Django's every choice intently.
"How about a telescope? It can clearly show objects a kilometer or two away, making it convenient for observing the battle situation. It's also waterproof and fogproof."
One or two kilometers?
Zhou Yu's heart skipped a beat. If he could obtain this item, why would he need to send scouts to risk their lives to explore the camp? He forced himself to remain calm and said, "Magistrate Jiang has a discerning eye; this item is indeed of great use."
This is the "clairvoyance" that Lü Meng spoke of; having "clairvoyance," one still wants "clairaudience"...
The next second, Django happened to flip to amoxicillin, which only cost four or five yuan. It wasn't expensive. But if he bought this, he would definitely have to reveal the cause of his future death to Zhou Yu.
Historical records indicate that Zhou Yu died at the age of 36 in Baqiu, possibly from battlefield wounds or typhoid fever.
"Remember to carry this amoxicillin with you at all times from now on." What difference does it make if I reveal it? History has already been changed.
Zhou Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and he cupped his hands in thanks, saying, "I will remember this, and thank you, Magistrate Jiang."
Although I don't know what it is, it's definitely right to pretend it is.
Those who frequently engage in warfare know that if corpses are not disposed of promptly, they can easily pollute water sources, which were extremely precious in ancient times.
Civilians and soldiers had no choice whatsoever.
They were forced to drink unclean water, which could cause dysentery or even lead to an epidemic.
Therefore, it is very necessary to buy water purification tablets for Zhou Yu.
Water purification tablets can effectively kill major pathogens in ancient water sources, such as Vibrio cholerae and Salmonella typhi, and can also kill leeches...
It's also very convenient to carry, with one hundred tablets in one bottle, and the price is cheap.
Prepare it, prepare it.
"This pill can purify water and disinfect it simply by being added to the water source. After drinking it, you will not get dysentery or other diseases."
Water purification tablets were considered a truly miraculous device in ancient times.
The Old Book of Tang records that epidemics were rampant during the transition from summer to autumn.
Qin Shubao also realized the importance of this water purification pill during the war. He didn't need to go back and ask Li Shimin anymore, and directly said, "Magistrate Jiang, give me two bottles."
"No." Qin Shubao thought for a moment, "Let's go with four bottles."
Li Shimin loved fighting, so two bottles were too few. He should buy more to keep on hand. If he didn't need to buy other things, Qin Shubao would have bought all the water purification tablets.
Hei Fu hesitated before stepping forward, "If everyone else is buying, I'll get one too."
It wasn't that Hei Fu was unwilling to spend money; it was that he had no control over the money he earned. He decided to buy one bottle first and see.
Django smiled as he looked at the four men's sudden enthusiasm. These heroes from different eras were ultimately all working for their respective rulers and people.
"How about we get a megaphone?" Compared to a walkie-talkie, a one-on-one tool, Jiang Ge felt that a megaphone was more suitable for Zhou Yu, after all, Zhou Yu was the Grand Commander, in charge of so many people.
One-on-one walkie-talkies are definitely not as fast as loudspeakers.
I bought it without hesitation and placed the order directly.
Jiang Ge handed the megaphone directly to Zhou Yu and said, "This sound is too loud. We can't shout it in Songyang County now. We'll try it again when we get back."
Zhou Yu looked at the large blue and white megaphone in his hand, and his lips twitched involuntarily. How was he supposed to explain this to Lü Meng?
"Is this the 'Super Ear' you wanted?"
However, judging from the description of this megaphone, it's not bad; it's used to boost the morale of the troops before a battle.
Lighters and flashlights are things you should buy; they're inexpensive and very useful.
The remaining money can be used to buy some hybrid rice seeds.
Actually, there are many high-yield crops in modern times, such as wheat, corn, sweet potatoes, and potatoes... so why hybrid rice in particular?
This reason is inseparable from the geographical location of Eastern Wu.
Eastern Wu was frequently affected by floods. The Records of the Three Kingdoms, Biography of Sun Quan, states that "there was much rain in the south, and the crops failed."
In a place with abundant rainfall, the effect of planting other high-yield crops is definitely not as good as that of hybrid rice, and Dongwu itself is suitable for growing rice.
Modern hybrid rice can yield 600-900 kg per mu, and can be harvested two or three times a year. It is also disease resistant. However, in Dongwu, not to mention the yield of seed-saving rice, the annual yield in Dongwu was at most 200-300 kg, and it could only be harvested once a year. It was also not disease resistant.
Aside from key issues like fertilizer and crop degradation, irrigation and farming practices are also contributing factors to the yield reduction.
However, even with a production of only 200-300 kilograms, it was still a revolutionary achievement for Dongwu.
In modern times, some people might complain about the poor taste of hybrid rice, but in Dongwu, no one would say such a heartless thing.
The Eastern Wu region is located in the Jiangnan area, with a humid climate suitable for rice cultivation, but the yield is low, around 60-100 kilograms. Frequent wars led the government to implement the military-agricultural system, resulting in heavy taxes and immense economic pressure on ordinary people, who could barely make ends meet. In times of floods, droughts, or war, they would go hungry.
Ordinary soldiers also ate military rations made of old rice mixed with bran.
As Academician Yuan Longping said, "We must first ensure that people are well-fed before we can consider eating well."
After Django finished describing the yield and taste of the hybrid rice, the room fell silent.
It was only then that she remembered that Zhou Yu was of noble birth and might have thought that hybrid rice lacked the special aroma of "purple awn rice".
Jiang Ge pursed his lips: "Does Gongjin think that taste is more important than filling his stomach?"
She was actually a little angry.
In ancient times, productivity was low and crop yields were not abundant. At that time, it was truly penny-wise and pound-foolish to pursue crops with good taste rather than high yields.
Are you looking for the perfect taste?
Zhou Yu never even considered this possibility. Zhuge Liang once said, "Grain is the most important resource for an army." How could Zhou Yu not know this?
If Eastern Wu had 100,000 mu of land for cultivating hybrid rice, it could have met the needs of 50,000 naval troops for the whole year, whereas originally it would have required 300,000 mu to feed them.
With hybrid rice, we can feed millions more people.
Zhou Yu's eyes reddened, and just as he was about to say something, Yuchi Jingde, a burly man, suddenly spoke up in a coquettish voice:
"Magistrate Jiang, how can you be so biased?"
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Author's Note: Still working hard on writing [milk tea emoji]. Thank you everyone for your support. I'm debating whether to add an extra chapter tonight [melted emoji]. So conflicted!
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