In the previous exchange, Zhu Rui had even talked about the concept of herbicides, but the depth of the research was not very sufficient.

This is a talent, definitely the most special talent as far as Ming Dynasty is concerned.

The Renaissance has begun in the West. Although Zhu Ying did well in nine years of compulsory education, it would be foolish to say that he could learn all the basic subjects by himself.

It can guide the research directions of some special talents.

Or the idea of ​​opening various research institutes has long been in Zhu Ying's plan.

Seeing his eldest nephew's oppressive gaze, Zhu Xi couldn't help but lean back slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

He mainly felt this kind of gaze from his father.

Zhu Ying noticed Zhu Xi's movements, quickly controlled his emotions, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Uncle Wu to have reached such a state. It's beyond my imagination."

"Nothing." Zhu Ying changed the subject. Of course he knew that he had to occupy a dominant position in communication.

"Nothing." Zhu Ru asked quickly.

"But the places that Uncle Wu has been to are still few. Although my country is vast and rich in resources, overseas products are also rich in products."

"Uncle Wu, have you ever heard of crops that can produce up to a thousand catties per mu?" Zhu Yingying said calmly.

Zhu Tie did not question it when he heard this. He knew that a thousand catties per mu might sound exaggerated, but it was normal.

He quickly asked: "My dear nephew, what do these crops with a yield of one thousand kilograms per mu look like? Have you ever seen this before?"

Zhu Ying smiled and said, "Not only have I seen it, I've also eaten a lot of it."

Zhu Tong said in a hurried tone: "Where is it? Is there such a big nephew here? Please take it out and show it to me."

During the time Zhu Tong stayed in Yunnan, he had a great impression of him.

After all, the people there have no one to treat their diseases, and they often don't have enough to eat.

When he was banned from the capital by his father, Zhu Xi compiled "Pocket Prescriptions".

The "Compendium of Materia Medica for Famine Relief" that I prepared later was also because I saw the situation of the victims starving and dying in the fields, which was too terrible to watch, so I made up my mind to compile it.

Now I suddenly heard that my eldest nephew had such a high-yield crop in his hands, and he suddenly seemed a little excited.

Zhu Ying replied: "Fifth uncle, don't be anxious. I came to the capital in a hurry. I didn't bring those crops with me, but I had already notified people to deliver them earlier."

Zhu Ying is talking about potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn.

After these crops arrived in the Ming Dynasty, they would definitely have many problems with soil and water, mainly related to cropping and reduced yields.

But Zhu Ying had a feeling that the Zhu Ji in front of him would most likely bring him a surprise.

In the conversation just now, the plants Zhu Zhu talked about also included rice.

Zhu Ying couldn't help but think.
Chapter completed!