Even Wei Jingzhuo, who had weathered many storms, was shocked by what Su Wan said.
He had never imagined that any kind of grain could have such a high yield.
If such a high yield were truly possible, the people of the Great Jin Dynasty would no longer suffer from hunger.
And the soldiers in the Northwest no longer needed to wait for the imperial court to provide relief supplies.
After a long pause, he finally asked Su Wan, "What's that thing called?"
While giving him an IV drip, Su Wan said, "That's called a potato. It can also be made into noodles, which are not much different from regular noodles."
She's not in agriculture, so she really doesn't know how to make potato starch.
However, she had books on this subject in her study.
After pondering for a moment, Wei Jingzhuo asked her, "How many potatoes do you have left?"
“There aren’t many left; I’ve planted them all in the yard,” she explained, understanding his meaning. “If you want to save seeds, you can only keep the ones that are growing well. But these things reproduce quickly; they mature in three months and can be grown year-round, except for winter.”
In ancient times, food was scarce, partly due to the limited variety of crops, and partly because many people died from diseases without receiving timely treatment.
If these two problems can be solved, the population will definitely increase significantly.
Wei Jingzhuo was certainly aware of this principle.
He instructed, "Don't tell anyone about the ones you planted."
“I know,” she said, washing her hands after packing up the bags she had taken apart. “I asked Xiao Zhao, and she said that the villagers of Linyuan Village hardly grow any crops because they are often harassed by the Western Rong. As soon as the wheat is harvested, they come and plunder it.”
If the Western Rong people find out, she won't be able to live in peace here.
However, the Western Rong really treat this place like a field of leeks, coming to harvest them whenever the time is right.
She asked, puzzled, "Doesn't the imperial court care about the incursions on the borders?"
Wearing a silver mask, Wei Jingzhuo pursed his thin lips, his gaze was deep, and he said in a cold voice: "Now the court and the country are controlled by treacherous people, the emperor is incompetent and tyrannical, and no one in the court cares about the danger on the frontier."
Su Wan couldn't help but complain, "As the ruler of a country, he can't bring peace to the people, and his country is frequently invaded by neighboring countries, yet he does nothing. It's really hard to be an emperor. This dynasty will collapse sooner or later."
If Granny Cui heard this, she would probably give her a good talking-to.
Wei Jingzhuo looked at her with deep, penetrating eyes, a hint of admiration flashing in them.
People rely on imperial power to live, but rarely think about the responsibilities bestowed by imperial power. Even if some people know that the emperor does nothing, they still let him do as he pleases and dare not refute him.
Unexpectedly, what this woman saw in the imperial power was not rights, but responsibilities.
Su Wan lay leisurely on the recliner, munching on an apple, and asked him curiously, "Isn't the emperor afraid that one day his throne will be overthrown?"
Wei Jingzhuo's eyes were cold and gloomy. He said coldly, "No, internal and external troubles are about to arise. If the Northern Frontier, the Western Rong, and the Southern Chu want to invade the Great Jin, it will take at least three years and at most ten or eight years to take down the Great Jin."
These are the times when the war is progressing smoothly. If the soldiers put up a fierce resistance, the battle lines will be locked in a protracted stalemate, and both sides will suffer heavy losses.
However, for the common people of the Great Jin Dynasty, whose homes were being invaded and their property taken away, it was no different from being tormented in a raging fire.
That would mean the country would be destroyed and the people would suffer. Therefore, he wanted to take control of the Northwest Army and eliminate the hidden dangers in the Northwest before all of this happened.
Su Wan paused for a moment, then looked up at Wei Jingzhuo.
He still maintained a calm and composed demeanor, showing no signs of backing down despite the uncertain future ahead.
Compared to being demoted and removed from the position of heir apparent, what happens next is even less worth mentioning.
She felt a sense of admiration; if it were someone else, facing demotion and being hunted down, who knows if they could maintain the same mindset.
He is still thinking about the future and fate of the Great Jin Dynasty.
He truly is a qualified crown prince.
She thought that even though the Great Jin Dynasty was currently in turmoil, as long as Wei Jingzhuo was alive, the Great Jin Dynasty would not fall into such a state.
The Great Jin Dynasty will surely rise again under his leadership.
Thinking about the path this person would take in the future, and the road to becoming a person above everyone else, she felt she should plan ahead for herself a path that allowed her to advance or retreat as needed.
Seeing her lost in thought, Wei Jingzhuo asked softly, "What are you thinking about, A-Wan?"
Su Wan didn't answer him, but got up, peeled an apple for him, and handed it to him, saying, "Try it, it's delicious."
Wei Jingzhuo glanced at it, took the apple, and took a small bite. It tasted really good, crisp and sweet, much better than the special apples supplied to the palace.
Seeing his brows relax, Su Wan smiled and asked him, "How was it? Not bad, right?"
She scooped out the apple seeds from them, intending to dry them and plant some every year around the Lunar New Year.
Wei Jingzhuo looked at her and nodded in agreement: "The taste is indeed very good. If Da Jin could also grow this variety of apples, we could not only eat them ourselves, but also transport them to the surrounding areas to sell."
It can at least increase people's income.
Wei Jingzhuo's thoughts were all about the court and the people, while Su Wan was only thinking about her own appetite.
After hearing what he said, she showed him the apple seeds: "I'll save these apple seeds, and you can find someone to plant them later."
Anyway, she wouldn't grow these things.
Wei Jingzhuo must have someone capable of this.
“Okay,” he nodded after looking at it, “you still haven’t told me what you were thinking just now.”
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