Alliance of the Heavens and Ming Dynasty

Chapter 200 "God" Potatoes

Wang Yangming went to participate in the research and creation of the practice system, and Zhu Houzhao's workload was even greater, dealing with various affairs non-stop all day long.

The food, grass, ordnance needed for the expedition to Annan; all the remodeling of the guards in various places had to go through his hands.

Feeling extremely upset!

A piece of good news that Zhang Yong urgently sent from Liaodong eight hundred miles made him feel a little better.

The potatoes are growing!

Grain production has always been a big problem that plagued Ming Dynasty. Although Suhu is cooked and the world is full, how many people in the world can afford rice.

So as early as a long time ago, Zhu Houzhao ordered Zhang Yong to go to Liaodong to supervise the criminals to open up wasteland and farm land, and what they planted was potatoes.

Potatoes only appeared in Daming during the Wanli period. However, potatoes are not unique to overseas. In Daming, potatoes also exist in many places. It is only because of their weird appearance that few people eat them.

Deep in the mountains of Yunnan, there are not a lot of wild potatoes. After Zhu Houzhao got them, he had people try to plant them, but with little success. Either the fruits were tiny and the harvest was small, or they simply rotted in the soil.

Farming also pays attention to technology. If you don’t bury the seeds in the soil, you will have a big harvest, even potatoes that require very little soil.

Today, after continuous planting and experimentation by the group of prisoners in Liaodong, they have finally summed up a complete set of planting methods.

How to cut the seeds, and how much manure to put in when planting, all have a set of practical plans.

“good good”

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but be overjoyed seeing the oval-shaped potatoes with golden-yellow skins and oval-shaped potatoes that had been washed clean of dirt in their hands.

With this thing in hand, the progress of reforms will be increased several times, and the enthusiasm of the people all over the world to support the imperial court will be greatly increased.

"Liu Jin, hurry up. It is said that Yang Yiqing, the second minister of the cabinet, and the six ministers will come to see me quickly."

Playing with the potatoes in his hand, Zhu Houzhao was full of pride in his heart. Potatoes were grown in Liaodong, and the next step is to promote them to all parts of the country to solve the food and clothing problems of people everywhere and continue to grow the overall national strength.

Liu Jin was a little curious about the magical power of this thing called Tudou that could make Zhu Houzhao so happy.

He didn't dare to disobey Zhu Houzhao's order, so he could only temporarily suppress his curiosity and quickly inform Yang Yiqing and others to come to see Zhu Houzhao.

"The slaves obey."

After a while, Yang Yiqing, Liang Chu, Wang Zuo and others arrived!

After some red tape, Zhu Hou ordered the little eunuch to distribute a potato to everyone, and asked mysteriously, "Do you know what this is?"

Everyone randomly glanced at the potatoes in their hands, looked left and right, looked up and down, but no matter how they looked, they couldn't see anything special, so they could only shake their heads and said: "I don't know, I beg your Majesty to enlighten me."

"The name of this thing is potatoes, and it is a high-yield crop that doesn't have much requirement for the growing environment."

Zhu Houzhao introduced Tudou to everyone, and his tone was quite complacent. If he hadn't had the foresight, Tudou might not appear in Daming territory for many years.

"what."

Yang Yiqing, Liang Chu and the others stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

It is too exaggerated for such a small potato to yield thousands of catties per mu, or even more.

It's not that they don't believe Zhu Houzhao's words, but that it's incredible.

What's more important is that potatoes don't have too much requirements on the growing environment. They can survive and grow in the bitter cold places like Liaodong, and naturally there are no problems in other places!

If what Zhu Houzhao said is true, then Daming will no longer worry about food in the future.

"Is what His Majesty said true?"

Hubu Shangshu Wang Zuo's mouth was trembling. If potatoes really had a high yield and could fill their stomachs, it would be great news for Daming.

Yang Yiqing, Liang Chu and the others were also very excited, staring fixedly at Zhu Houzhao, for fear that the potatoes would disappear in a flash.

They are all people who stand at the top of the power of Ming Dynasty, and they know the situation of Ming Dynasty very well. To put it bluntly, with potatoes, the comprehensive national strength of Ming Dynasty will skyrocket several times.

The people of this country don’t have to suffer from hunger anymore. If they want to attack other countries, they don’t have to worry about the shortage of food and grass. It can even be used to appease the hearts of the people in those countries that have been destroyed. People from which country.

Its strategic significance is extremely huge.

"Zhang Yong has shipped the first batch of potatoes back to the capital, so it's true."

Zhu Houzhao nodded slightly.

It was confirmed that the potatoes really had a high yield, and everyone was going crazy with excitement!
"A godsend, a godsend."

"With this fetish, why should I worry about being unhappy?"

"My Ming is really blessed by God"

One by one excitedly danced and danced like crazy.

Seeing this, Zhu Houzhao couldn't help laughing. It's really funny that the important officials of the court who stomped their feet all the time would shake three times because of such an ordinary thing as potatoes.

However, he could also understand everyone's feelings. After hundreds of years, potatoes are indeed ordinary and unremarkable. However, in this era, potatoes are definitely worthy of the title of "magic".

With potatoes, I don't know how many poor families will have the hope of living because of them.

"Wang Aiqing, I will entrust you with the important task of promoting potatoes to all parts of the country. You must distribute potato seeds to every household in the country before planting next spring."

Zhu Houzhao looked at Wang Zuo, Minister of the Household Department, and said with a very serious expression.

"Sir, take orders!"

Wang Zuo is also extremely serious. Throughout the country, a few wealthy places may not need potatoes, but in most places, potatoes are a life-saving fetish. The sooner they are promoted, the better it will be for the people of Ming Dynasty.

The appearance of Tudou is no less than a major earthquake, and its influence is even more shocking than Zhu Houzhao's reforms, cleansing the south of the Yangtze River, and establishing the Sun Moon Academy. It swept the whole country in a short period of time.

Some people were overjoyed, feeling that they saw the hope of surviving, but more people were still skeptical.

There are extremely low requirements on the growth environment, high yield, and anti-hunger. There is no such comprehensive crop in the world.

Those who are skeptical are mostly scholars who don't touch the spring water with their fingers and eyes that don't understand folk affairs.

On the contrary, those ordinary people showed an extremely eager attitude towards potatoes. It's not that they didn't doubt the authenticity of the high yield of potatoes, but compared with unnecessary doubts, they were willing to believe in the imperial court once, because high yield potatoes represented "hope" .

"Damn dog emperor."

The storm caused by potatoes swept across the entire Ming Dynasty, and the Liaodong side was no exception. When those criminal officials learned that the emperor wanted to spread potatoes to all parts of the country, they were furious and cursed.

They kept farming and opening up wasteland in Liaodong, working hard every day, but the potatoes they planted became a tool for the emperor to buy people's hearts. How could they accept it? It made them feel worse than killing them.

"What are you yelling about?"

The soldiers in charge of the work were whipped with two whips, and the prisoners stopped cursing, and continued to farm the land honestly, but they still cursed inwardly, it was too bullying.

　The author needs to carefully consider the division of the realm of practice, so there are two updates today, sorry!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)