"Sweet potato?" Ma Yilong, who was gnawing a stick in the pavilion, thought for a while and said, "I have never heard of this before. Listen to the name, is the same as corn?"

"Not bad." Zhao Hao nodded and smiled: "These two crops, including potatoes, tomatoes, peppers, pumpkins, sunflowers, tobacco... etc., were all brought by the Thais from the Americas."

"So many?" After Mr. Zhao introduced these colorful exotic crops one by one, Ma Yilong couldn't help but become obsessed with it. It was like a newcomer in the funeral market who heard the name of the Eight Beauty of Qinhuai, his whole body was soft.

"Just talk about this sweet potato, it is sweet and glutinous, delicious and full, and it can be eaten as a staple food after steaming." Zhao Hao mentioned this and was much more confident. "It is also not picky about land. It produces tens of thousands of kilograms per mu of land, seven or eight thousand kilograms per mu of land, and the worst yield per mu of land is four or five thousand kilograms per mu!"

"Cough cough cough..." Ma Yilong almost stabbed the corn cob into his throat. His eyes were round and he said, "There is such a magical thing in the world? Then the common people will never have to go hungry again?"

"Who said no?" Zhao Hao continued to brag, "There are potatoes, which have less than two thousand kilograms per mu, and can also be used as staple food!"

The so-called "Kanggan Prosperity" in later generations was actually supported by these three brothers, so it is also called the "Sweet Potato Prosperity that eats bran and diarrhea", which completely dispelled the Europeans' thousand-year worship of Chinese civilization.

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"Okay!" Ma Yilong was finally completely convinced by Zhao Hao, and slapped the table excitedly and said, "Give the sweet potatoes and potatoes, I'll go to Kunshan with you!"

"That's it..." Mr. Zhao said a little embarrassedly: "I've eaten these two things, but I haven't grown them yet..."

"Why?" Ma Yilong was stunned.

"Because the red-haired ghost is too treacherous, he hides delicious and high-yield sweet potatoes and potatoes like treasures and is not allowed to spread the word. He only paid tribute to the Emperor of Ming Dynasty. The best corn, but the yield is not enough," Zhao Hao sighed.

"Where did you see it?" Ma Yilong asked, "Hao Jingao?"

Zhao Hao liked this kind of brain-making expert and nodded immediately and said, "No, it's Hao Jingao."

He spoke nonsense on the spot and made up a fantastic trip to Macau based on the historical materials in his mind. Ma Yilong and his students were stunned.

Zhao Hao told Ma Yilong that the crops he mentioned were in the hands of Folangji people, but they treasured their own treasures and refused to leak the seeds.

But I have already thought of a solution. I believe that in a few years, I will be able to take all the seeds back to Mr. Meng He for planting.

He also told Ma Yilong that these off-seasonal vegetables on the table were planted after he mastered the method of making Western glass and built a glass greenhouse on Xishan Island.

Zhao Hao emphasized again how the Thais kept the glass production process confidential.

In a subtle way, he created a complex process like glass that could be solved by Mr. Zhao. It is naturally even more difficult to get something simple and untrue to keep the seeds.

But what Lao Ma didn't know was that Macau did not have the seeds of these crops at all. They were brought to Luzon by the Spanish and then introduced to China one after another during the Wanli period...

However, the Spanish are very careful about these things, which is true. Especially sweet potatoes, who dares to carry them out of the country, they will be beheaded. It was an overseas Chinese named Chen Zhenlong who snatched the sweet potato vines into the water absorption rope before stealing them back to the Ming Dynasty and dedicated them to Jin Xuezeng, who was then the governor of Fujian.

Of course, this happened more than 20 years later. Xiao Jin is still the magistrate on Chongming Island. The Spaniards have just arrived in Luzon and have not yet gained a foothold...

But this did not affect Zhao Hao's painting of cakes for Ma Yilong, and finally told the old man that he was willing to give him a few years.

However, Ma Yilong's idea was that he still lives in Liyang Kai Academy and only goes to Kunshan for a few months every year to provide guidance.

Zhao Hao pretended not to understand, so he asked Secretary Ma to take out the map and introduce to Ma Yilong how Kunkaisi's 600,000-acre farm was planned and produced.

"This is still the first phase!" Mr. Zhao pointed to the country and said with great enthusiasm: "There are still one million mu of acres in Pudong and one million mu of Chongming. All these lands must be developed in the same way!"

After saying that, he sighed and said, "But the biggest problem now is that the farm director and agricultural technicians have low levels and small numbers. Not only can they not master the technology of two seasons of rice, but they also do not master all kinds of agricultural technologies!"

"How can that be done!" Ma Yilong became anxious when he heard this. Hearing that so much land was about to be ruined, his heart was broken. He said to Zhao Hao with red neck: "Do you know? If you serve this place well, you will get twice the result with half the effort. If you don't serve well, you will get half the result with twice the output. How many times the output can be different!"

"So exaggerated?" Zhao Hao asked astonishedly: "Well, Mr. Meng He is in charge, how much can a mu of land produce?"

"It depends on the cooperation of the people..." Ma Yilong sighed. His prestige in Liyang is already high enough, but the people's scattered family production model and limited acceptance ability are destined to be unable to directly command them to act in a unified manner, and can only focus on guidance. How much you can listen to depends entirely on the peasant's personal understanding.

In this way, he could increase the annual output per mu of land in Liyang by one stone! In the eyes of others, this was already a miracle. But Ma Yilong was very dissatisfied.

Because the average annual output of these hundreds of acres of land in this academy is eight stones, which is two stones higher than that in the county. This is the result of many students not serving the land or being lazy.

The land that Ma Yilong personally served has a stable annual output of more than ten stones. Shi Jizhi and other successful disciples can also reach nine stones.

He had a strong desire to see if strict management could be used to replicate the high productivity of this academy.

If you can't, what you pursue is meaningless.

On the contrary, death will be without regrets.

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So when Ma Yilong heard about the management structure and reward and punishment system of Zhao Hao Farm, he couldn't sit still.

Go to Kunshan! It is your best test site!

"I dare not say that if I have too many, I dare to make sure that early rice is three stones and late rice is four stones." Ma Yilong cut off the railway.

"That year was seven stones..." Mr. Zhao was so shocked that his chopsticks fell on the table.

If you plant two seasons of rice in 600,000 mu of land, you can harvest 4.2 million stones in a year!

Of course, half of the land needs to be planted with mulberry trees and cotton... because the profits of these two cash crops are twice as good as growing grains.

At that time, Zhao Hao had no intention of making profits by growing grain, he was counting on the benefits of mulberry and cotton.

But Ma Yilong's promise made him rich by growing grain... Bah, that's not. This is not for making money.

"Just." But Shennong's concerns were really unusual. He looked at his academy and the students who were carrying hoes to go to the ground. Did he feel a little surprised: "What should I do with these students?"

"Of course we went together!" Mr. Zhao had the idea of ​​packing and taking it away, and laughed: "Move Wuben Academy to Kunshan, we will expand the scale and train agricultural technicians in batches! We can also continue to send back to Liyang to guide farmers out of poverty."

"While Mr. Meng He guides agriculture, he can also use the power of the research center to conduct agricultural research. With the achievements of agricultural research, he will first experiment with Jiangnan Company. If successful, he can promote it in Jiangnan and even the entire Ming Dynasty! Isn't this the ideal of Mr. Meng He?"

"Yes." Ma Yilong finally had nothing to say and nodded, "Just do it."
Chapter completed!