Chapter 8 Potato? Potato?(2/2)
"So, this is something more valuable than life." Although Cheng Yaojin didn't believe that potatoes could produce twenty dan per mu, but even if it was only half that, it would be extremely amazing, and he didn't even bother with the land.
If this thing were real, it would really save people all over the world from going hungry.
"I am passing on my general's order. A ten-foot radius is designated as a restricted area. No one is allowed to approach except the general, Qin and Yun. Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!"
With the word "cut", murderous intent filled the air. Cheng Yao's murderous intent crawling out of the golden corpse mountain was released without reservation. His eyes were as wide as copper bells. If anyone dared to take a step closer, he would immediately draw his sword to kill.
"promise!"
After Cheng Yaojin finished speaking, he clasped his fists at Qin Hao and Yun Ye: "Two noble lords, this potato is rare in the world and has never been heard of by others. I can only trouble you two for your hard work. Cheng, the people of the Tang Dynasty, thanked you for their lives."
kindness."
"General Cheng's words are serious. My brothers will definitely let this thing multiply." Qin Hao also raised his fist and returned the salute.
This time Cheng Yaojin returned to being a domineering one, but he still pretended to be a common people at heart. This alone was not easy.
"Dad, I..."
Cheng Chumo saw that this was not possible. He was the first to find out, so it was none of his own business. As soon as he opened his mouth, Cheng Yaojin kicked him.
"What are you still doing here? Didn't you hear my command? If you don't retreat, behead!"
Cheng Chumo ran ten feet away with a depressed face. In order to mark the boundary to prevent soldiers from accidentally entering and being killed, Cheng Yaojin also asked someone to get lime and draw a ten-foot circle. The guarding soldiers also wore helmets.
Armored, fully armed.
Yun Ye didn't expect that it would turn out like this. After returning to the tent, he whispered to Qin Hao: "Brother, are these potatoes still ours?"
"What do you think?" Qin Hao shook his head secretly. Yun Ye still didn't realize what the yield of twenty dan per mu of grain meant in the Tang Dynasty.
In ancient times, due to low productivity, the most important factor affecting the life span of a dynasty was food. Food was the most important thing for the people. As long as they had something to eat, the people would not think of rebellion.
Only when they can no longer survive will the common people join the uprising. Anyway, both left and right will die, so they might as well fight for it.
If the people are not afraid of death, why should they be afraid of death? When the people are not afraid of death, a dynasty is basically hopeless.
As long as Zhu Yuanzhang could afford a full meal, he would not join the Red Scarf Army.
The common man was innocent of the crime of having a jade in his possession. Qin Hao took out the potatoes with great fanfare, without intending to keep them for private use. To put it bluntly, he used this thing to let Li Shimin know that he had no ambition to change the dynasty.
After Cheng Yaojin returned to the commander's tent, he sat in front of the commander's desk, picked up the pen, put it down, picked it up again, and put it down again.
Naturally, he would not hide the potato matter from Li Shimin, and he couldn't hide it. Even if Li Shimin trusted him again, there would definitely be people from Baiqisi in the military camp.
Chapter completed!