"Without your help, all the food in our family would be gone." An old farmer with wrinkles on his face said with tears of gratitude. He held Prince Fusu's hands tightly with both of his hands, as if he wanted to deeply imprint this kindness in his heart.
"Yes, thanks to the immortal and Prince Fusu, our harvest this year is more than twenty times that of previous years!" another farmer added excitedly.
There was a gleam of excitement in his eyes, as if he saw a future when he would have enough food to eat.
The family no longer has to tighten their belts because of hunger.
"Yeah, we never thought there would be so much grain and it would be harvested so late." Another farmer said with emotion.
"It's all thanks to Master Fusu for his kindness..." The farmers said one after another, and were about to kneel down to express their gratitude. Master Fusu quickly stopped them, smiled modestly, and said, "This is what we should do. After all, it's all food."
Speaking of output, the farmers who had just completed the inventory were even more excited.
They kept saying, "You would never have thought that this grain yields a thousand kilograms per mu! This mu of land can produce five stones of grain!"
"In the past, when the harvest was good, one acre of land would only produce one stone of grain. This is five times more!"
Upon hearing this, Prince Fusu also showed a shocked expression on his face.
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Although he already knew that this was a high-yield seed, he was still shocked by the astonishing number.
He seemed to see that the people of the entire Qin Dynasty no longer had to worry about food and were living a prosperous and healthy life.
This means that as long as the whole of Daqin plants this high-yield crop for one year, it can get the grain output of the previous five years.
Planting for two years is equivalent to ten years of accumulation!
Such a miracle is simply unheard of!
The soldiers standing by were also shocked by the number.
They discussed among themselves, "Does that mean we won't be short of food and wages in the future?"
"Yes, it's great that I can harvest so much from the immortal seeds given by the immortal!"
This joyful atmosphere continued until they returned to the Shangjun County Governor's Mansion.
When Prince Fusu and his entourage rode to the gate, they saw the county governor and Zhang Han and their men waiting to greet them.
Looking at the bicycles that Prince Fusu and the others were riding, a hint of surprise flashed in Zhang Han's eyes, and he couldn't help but be moved.
I don't know what the young master is riding. It's not a horse but can be used for transportation, and it looks very fast. I wonder if I can let him try to ride it for a few laps later.
Prince Fusu had the bicycle taken away for safekeeping. He dusted himself off and walked up to the two men.
"Prince Fusu."
"Master Xian, Mr. Zhang."
The two parties greeted each other and walked into the inner hall of the county governor's mansion while talking, and sat down as host and guest. The county governor personally poured tea for everyone, and the atmosphere became warm and harmonious.
"Sir, you've come just in time. We are currently counting and calculating this year's harvest."
"The 300,000 Qin troops, together with the common people at the border, have reclaimed nearly 1 million mu of land. One mu of land is worth about 5 dan. These lands have yielded about 5 million dan of grain!" As he spoke, the county magistrate's voice could not help but tremble with excitement.
"Five million stones!"
Prince Fusu stopped walking and asked, "How much did you say?"
Who wouldn’t be excited by this number!
In the past, Shangjun could only produce about 400,000 shi of grain, but this time it has more than increased tenfold!
"Yes, sir, you heard it right, it's five million stones!" The county magistrate confirmed again, his face filled with irrepressible joy and pride.
This is not just a leap in numbers, but also the achievement he has dreamed of for many years as county governor.
This time the harvest is unprecedented, and his political achievement will be recorded as a great one.
Zhang Han also nodded in agreement.
Prince Fusu took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner excitement.
Such an output means that the Qin Dynasty’s granaries will be fuller than ever before, that countless people will be freed from the shadow of hunger, and that the country’s stability and prosperity will have a more solid foundation.
"Master Xian, this is great! We must report this good news to father immediately so that he can also know about the grain harvest."
Prince Fusu spoke in a firm tone, his eyes sparkling with infinite longing for the future.
Now is the spring planting season, and the harvested grains can be used as seeds.
Prince Fusu clenched his fists excitedly, trying to suppress the excitement in his heart.
Perhaps, Rongrong's dream of enjoying the coolness under the wheat fields can also come true in Daqin.
The county magistrate and Zhang Han had no idea what he was thinking.
Hearing this, they all nodded in agreement. "Your Excellency is right. We will prepare the documents and report this matter in detail to His Majesty." As the county magistrate Xian spoke, he had already begun to instruct his men to prepare pens, ink, paper and inkstone.
Prince Fusu turned to look at Zhang Han and said with a smile: "Master Zhang, do you have any idea about how to distribute this grain?"
Zhang Han thought for a moment and replied, "Sir, I originally wanted to use part of the food for military supplies to ensure that the Qin army had enough food and grass to deal with possible wars."
"The remaining grain can be distributed to the people at the border so that they can also enjoy the joy of the harvest."
"At the same time, we can also consider storing some of the food as reserves in case of emergency."
After hearing this, Prince Fusu shook his head and said, "It's time to plant in spring in Xianyang City."
Having said this, Zhang Han instantly understood.
"Yes, then except for what is needed at the border, the rest should be sent back to Xianyang City. I will arrange it right away."
Prince Fusu thought about it, waved his hand, and decided directly, "We don't need to collect taxes from the people of Guizhou this year. I will submit a petition to my father later on."
"Yes." Zhang Han understood that this move was aimed at people's hearts, and he already had an idea in his mind.
As they were talking, hearty laughter came from outside the door.
Fusu looked in the direction of the voice and saw the man wearing armor, tall, holding a sword, and looking casual.
"Prince Fusu."
"General Wang."
Wang Li was stunned for a moment, then quickly saluted.
"General Wang, long time no see..."
Prince Fusu walked over with a smile and greeted General Wang Li.
General Wang Li looked exhausted, having obviously just returned from a patrol at the border. His eyes revealed determination and heroism, as if the wind and sand of the border could not erase his spirit.
"General Wang, I heard that you have made great achievements on the frontier recently. Congratulations!"
Although Wang Li was also at the border, he was not stationed in Shangjun. He came here to report the harvest and escort the grain.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the door. A soldier hurried in, knelt on one knee, holding a secret letter in his hand: "Sir, urgent news from the border!"
Prince Fusu took the secret letter, read it quickly, and his expression instantly became solemn.
He looked up at everyone and said in a deep voice, "There's an emergency on the front line, and I need to rush to the border to deal with it immediately. I'll leave the food distribution and spring planting here to you all."
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