At this moment, the Qin Dynasty seemed to have been paused, and people all over the world were stunned, looking up at the blue sky.
There is a huge mirror hanging there, which can clearly see any corner of Daqin. It is beyond human power and is like a miracle.
The above shows the scene of farmers working in the fields. The wrinkles on the farmers' faces and the sounds of their tired breathing are extremely clear.
This situation is far beyond common sense, and it is no exaggeration to say that it is a miracle.
Qin Shi Huang stared up at the sky in a daze, his usual composure no longer able to be maintained, he murmured softly.
"What on earth is this?"
The mysterious scene also made all the officials speechless, and they stared at the huge mirror in the sky with their mouths wide open.
After several cups of tea, the mirror still had not disappeared. Qin Shihuang and his officials gradually calmed down and began to analyze the function of this object.
Prime Minister Li Si had just observed for a long time and had figured out some clues. He spoke hesitantly.
"Your Majesty, the clothing these farmers wear is no different from that of the Qin people. Furthermore, this place must be a village near Xianyang."
"What the Prime Minister said makes sense. This person looks quite familiar to me."
"Could it be that this mirror reflects Xianyang?"
After hearing the prime minister's opinion, some officials suddenly realized it and immediately agreed with him.
Qin Shihuang naturally noticed it, but he always felt that something was wrong. His sharp eyes carefully looked at every detail.
Just at this moment, the farmers in the mirror stopped to rest and sat on the ridges of the fields to chat casually.
"Hey, Dahe, are you going to grow sweet potatoes again next year?"
"No more planting, no more planting. We didn't even finish eating all the sweet potatoes last year. This year we have to sell them to the government, otherwise we won't have enough space at home!"
"Hahaha, that's right. I never thought there would be a day when we wouldn't have enough food to eat!"
"Yeah, I didn't believe it when they said the yield per mu was 1,000 kilograms. But when I dug out over 10,000 kilograms of sweet potatoes, I almost fainted..."
No one was interested in the subsequent chat. The four words "ten thousand catties per mu" were echoing in everyone's mind in Daqin.
The farmers were even more ecstatic. They kept kneeling down and praying to God to give them divine seeds. They had no other request but to fill their stomachs.
For the first time, a light appeared on those pale, thin, numb and desperate faces. It was the light of hope.
They toiled day after day, year after year, but the whole family still went hungry. Their lives were truly too hard, too bitter...
On the other side, Qin Shihuang stared at the huge purple lump, his brows full of excitement and desire.
If we can obtain this magical object, all the people in the world will be able to have enough food. In this way, the chaos will end, the people's hearts will be settled, and the Qin Dynasty will prosper forever.
However, the officials all had different expressions, some were excited, some were thrilled, some were thoughtful, and some were questioning...
"Mu, mu... 10,000 jin per mu?!"
"Can these so-called sweet potatoes really yield 10,000 kilograms per mu?"
"I do doubt it. I have never heard of such a divine object."
"Hmph, look at those sweet potatoes, which are as big as a human head, and then look at their dense root system. If not ten thousand kilograms, then at least a thousand kilograms."
Zhili Neishi snorted coldly in rebuttal.
He was quite knowledgeable about farming. Although he was not familiar with this crop, based on his experience, its yield was definitely not low.
Seeing that the professionals had reached a conclusion, the officials stopped showing off their opinions. Instead, Fusu echoed the conclusion.
"A rough estimate shows that the output is at least several thousand kilograms, which is enough to feed the people of Great Qin."
"Alas, but where can we get these grains?"
This question silenced everyone present. They then sighed softly, and the excitement in Qin Shihuang's eyes also subsided.
Yes, what’s the point of talking so much if we can’t get such magical grain?
When the sweet potatoes that they had never seen before appeared before their eyes, it confirmed that this was not the Daqin, at least not the Daqin they were in now.
This fact also makes everyone feel despair. What could be more despair than touching the light and then falling into darkness?
For a moment, the atmosphere was stagnant.
After a while, the picture on the sky suddenly changed, and was replaced by a quiet little village.
The women working and the children playing create a peaceful scene.
After a while, a woman came with four strong men. The men were carrying several bamboo baskets, and no one knew what was inside them.
"Aunt Hong, are you hiring someone to build a kang in the new house?"
"Yes, it's getting cold, and a kang will help us sleep warmer at night."
"It's better to build it early. We have to burn firewood every day to cook anyway, so we don't waste it."
The discussion made Qin Shi Huang's eyes light up again. He keenly realized that this "kang" might be able to provide warmth like a fire wall, but it would not require too much firewood.
"Zhao Gao, quickly get the bamboo slips!"
Note that the scene turns to the team building the kang. The next step may be the process of building the kang. Qin Shihuang made a prompt decision and issued orders in a swift and resolute manner.
All the common people in the world also found a branch and stared at the sky.
As winter approaches, if they learn how to save firewood and keep warm, they can survive until the warm spring.
The woman led the craftsmen into the new house. She first poured them a few glasses of water as a treat, and then greeted them apologetically.
"Please wait a moment, I'll put away the bedding on the bed first."
After the woman finished speaking, she hurried into the house, folded the snow-white quilt on the bed, and kept muttering to herself.
"This is a cotton quilt I worked so hard to make. It's soft and warm. You can't get it dirty."
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