Daming: After self-explosive time travel, Lao Zhu's mentality collapsed

"Hahaha, it really lives up to its reputation! With this thing, the output of my weaving mill can be increased several times!"

"Hey, look over there, even with the steam engine driven hammer, the efficiency of our cast iron can be greatly improved!"

"What am I talking about? This steam engine is really a treasure! Fortunately, we placed the order long ago. If it had been a step late, we would have been left far behind by others!"

The rich people were talking about each other, and even the usually serious businessmen couldn't help but sincerely praise him at this moment.

After the steam engine operates normally, it frequently emits deafening roars, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. This is the power brought by technological progress!

Outside Fengyang City Industrial Zone, a straight cement road is under construction.

Li Xing did his part and visited the construction site in person to supervise the formation.

The workers followed his instructions and methodically transported truckloads of cement slurry to the roadbed and poured it into shape.

"Hey, push that cart of cement slurry over here! Did you get it in the wrong place? Try it again!" Li Xing frowned and commanded sternly.

A worker stood beside him and asked cautiously: "Your Highness, do you think this road is too wide? Isn't it a waste of so much work and materials?"

The worker was scolded and immediately apologized coyly.

This sudden locust plague was like a sap, severely hitting the poor people in remote areas of Fengyang City.

Zhang Min took the order and left.

"Waste?" Li Xing snorted coldly, glared at him with contempt and said, "What do you know, how dare you criticize the prince's decision-making? If this road is not made wider, how will the steam carriages of the future be able to pass it?"

"If the farmers who planted hybrid rice on a large scale in the disaster-stricken area are not in danger, it means that we must have made some omissions in the process of promoting hybrid rice before." Chu Ze pondered for a moment, and then said: "Since it is so remote Many small counties failed to learn the benefits of hybrid rice in time. It seems that we need to increase our efforts to widely publicize hybrid rice planting technology. Only by comprehensively promoting this technology can we truly ensure that disasters such as locusts will not cause harm. It has had a huge impact on people’s lives.”

At this time, Chu Ze, who was in charge of the government, received bad news.

"Mom, there is nothing left in our land, what should we do?"

Just now, the guard captain hurried from outside, sweating profusely, and replied to Chu Ze: "Your Majesty, I just received an emergency report from the county below. It is said that remote small counties such as Dali, Anlong, and Changwu have encountered locust invasions. , local crops were almost wiped out, and people’s lives were in trouble.”

In remote small counties such as Dali, Anlong, and Changwu, crop fields that have been eaten away by locusts are everywhere. On the dirt roads leading to the county towns, victims of the disaster can be seen hurriedly everywhere, full of fear and helplessness.

Chu Ze turned around and explained to Zhao Si: "Although the locust plague is difficult to deal with, it is not unsolvable. The hybrid rice I studied before inherited an excellent strain that is resistant to insect pests and can resist locust infestation to a certain extent."

It turned out that this worker was in charge of supervising the construction. Seeing Li Xing building the road to an astonishing width of five feet, he couldn't help but feel curious and puzzled.

"Sir, calm down, I'm confused." He lowered his head and smiled in apology, secretly cursing in his heart that a steam carriage was really fantastic.

"Locust plague?" Chu Ze frowned and his face darkened after hearing the news.

After hearing this, Zhao Si shook his head and said: "This is amazing! The locusts came with such ferocious momentum that they could eat up all the crops in an instant. It was really helpless." Just as he was about to say something, he was suddenly startled and his eyes flashed. Liang, turned around and asked Chu Ze: "My lord, haven't you studied some new methods of agricultural application before? Is there any countermeasures to deal with the locust plague?"

A little boy with bare feet stuck out his head and grinned and asked the peasant woman who was holding a child in her arms.

The peasant woman's eyes were red. She looked at the empty wheat field and felt like her heart was being cut.

She clenched her fists, kicked the locust corpse on the ground bitterly, and tears fell down. "Without food, we lose the land we depend on for a living. How can a family survive?" She wiped away her tears angrily and hugged her son tighter.

The little boy bit his lip, and his eyes suddenly turned red when he saw that the crops he had worked so hard to grow were suffering like this.

The locust plague is like a thug, without any rules, destroying the countryside and poisoning the people.

"Stinky locusts! If they hadn't eaten our food, they would have caused some evil trouble!"

A farmer beside him was furious, dancing and cursing.

The crops they had spent a whole season planting were completely destroyed, but their hearts were torn apart, and they couldn't help but burst out with resentment.

"Mom, how about this? Do you think we should go back to the village?" The little boy raised his face pitifully and asked anxiously.

"Nonsense!" the peasant woman said with a twist of her head: "Now that there is nothing left in the fields and farms, what is left in the village?"

Indeed, returning to an empty village now is tantamount to starving to death. It is better to try your luck in the city and find food and clothing.

"Let mother think of a way to have both ends, child..."

The peasant woman had a sad face, her expression was gloomy, but she also showed a kindness.

Just thinking hard about countermeasures, he held the child's hand and rushed to Fengyang City.

Look at the tragic scene, there is an endless stream of victims rushing on the road.

It is not difficult to see that everyone looks worried and depressed.

Everyone lost their belongings, and even their voices were devoured by locusts.

At this time, an old farmer who was in a hurry couldn't help but cursed loudly.

"If I hadn't listened to the officials and planted the so-called hybrid rice early, how could I have ended up in this situation today?"

As soon as the words fell, the people next to him immediately picked up the conversation.

"Yes, I heard that some villages where hybrid rice was planted were also hit by locust plagues, but they were able to save 50% of their food."

An old farmer said with a sad face.

"That's right. At that time, the whole village felt that the government just wanted to make a fortune. How could there be any rare hybrid rice? But now we... really regret it!"

For a moment, everyone was dejected and sighed.

I blame the government for not being diligent enough, and I hate myself for being too stubborn. I just planted hybrid rice in my early years, so I wouldn't be in the situation I am in now. It's really my own fault.

However, other people’s experiences certainly exist, but if there is no guide with relevant lessons, how can we suddenly have an epiphany?

Probably only after experiencing such a severe trauma can ordinary people reflect on where they went wrong and hope to be smarter in the future. (End of chapter)