Daming: I, Yang Xian, really govern Yang!

Chapter 90 Calculation
As disasters continued to spread from various places, Zhu Biao finally couldn't sit still.

At this time, spring has just begun, and the people at least have some food left to survive. Many things must be prepared in advance, otherwise it will be too late when the disaster completely breaks out.

The only thing that can save the situation is another bumper harvest like last year.

And it cannot be limited to Yangzhou.

Although it was known that last year's overseas miracle rice seeds could not be saved for breeding, Zhu Biao still had some determination not to give up.

After much thought, Zhu Biao finally decided to go to Yangzhou.

Because deep down in his heart, there was always the thought that if it was that man, there might be a way.

"Come on, go to Yangzhou!"

Yangzhou.

Prince Zhu Biao's carriage came to Yangzhou again.

in the carriage.

Zhu Biao opened the car curtain and took a look outside the car. There were no rice seedlings in the fields as expected.

He froze for a moment, thinking he had misread.

Zhu Biao changed direction, opened the car curtain on the other side and looked out. There were also no rice seedlings in the fields on the other side of the road.

How is this going?

It's been so long since spring started, and it's already past the time to plant seedlings. Why are there not even rice seedlings in the fields?

Is this because there is no overseas magical rice seed this year, so why not plant it at all?

Zhu Biao couldn't figure it out. Since he couldn't figure it out, he should go see it with his own eyes.

"parking!"

We haven't reached Yangzhou City yet, but since it was the prince's order, the servant immediately stopped the carriage even though he was doubtful.

"Your Highness, Yangzhou City has not arrived yet." The chamberlain opened the car door and said.

Zhu Biao nodded slightly, got off the carriage, and walked straight to the fields beside the road.

Zhu Biao was on the carriage just now, far away, and due to the angle of view, Zhu Biao did not notice that although there was no rice planted in the field, there were things planted there.

Zhu Biao had never seen crops with such branches and leaves.

Curiosity suddenly arose.

He quickly walked to the edge of the field, squatted down, and looked carefully.

Although Zhu Biao was a prince, it was because his father was Zhu Yuanzhang.

Zhu Biao is also very familiar with various crops. There is a specially cultivated field in the palace.

After Zhu Biao compared it repeatedly in his mind, he was sure that he had never seen such branches, leaves and stems.

"What kind of crop is this? Have you ever seen it?" Zhu Biao looked back at the accompanying chamberlains and guards and asked.

The servants and guards stared at the field carefully for a while, then looked at each other, shook their heads and said: "Reporting to your highness, I have never seen this before."

At this moment, an old man who had finished his farm work came over from a distance.

Seeing Zhu Biao and the others discussing, the old man smiled and said, "You guys are from outside Yangzhou, right." The servants and guards were about to speak, but were interrupted by Zhu Biao raising his hand.

Zhu Biao stood up, looked at the old man, and said with a smile: "We are here from the capital. Dad, I would like to ask what exactly is being grown in this field. Why have I never seen it before?"

The old man laughed when he heard this and said, "It's normal that you haven't seen it before. We just found out about it not long ago."

"This thing is called potato, and it can be used as a staple food like rice. According to Mr. Yang, this is a crop that our Ming Dynasty has never had before. From what he said, it seems that it was exchanged with overseas Folangji people. I don't know the specific situation. , where is Fo Langji? In short, it is the same as the overseas fairy rice last year, it is a good thing."

overseas?

Zhu Biao caught the key word.

He asked: "How dare I ask my father-in-law, what is the yield of this crop called potatoes?"

Since it is a staple food, the most important point is yield.Just like the milk assistant in the game, the most important thing is the milk volume, and all other bells and whistles are secondary. As long as the milk volume is not enough, it is not a qualified milk assistant.

The second is whether large-scale planting can be promoted.

"I don't know the specifics. I heard from people in the yamen that the yield per acre can be several thousand kilograms. Anyway, I will grow whatever Mr. Yang tells me to do." The old farming man said with a smile, showing his yellow teeth.

"Thank you for clarifying my doubts, old man." Zhu Biao stood up and saluted the old man, then turned and walked towards the carriage.

As the carriage drove to the Yangzhou government office, Zhu Biao, who was sitting in the carriage, could not conceal his excitement.

These days, we are facing constant disasters from various places.

He felt deeply powerless.

At this time, hope was finally rekindled. At this time, he could not wait to rush to Yang Xian and ask all the questions about this potato.

Beijing.

Prime Minister.

"Wei Yong, judging from the disasters reported from various places these days, they are very pessimistic. If this trend continues, it will definitely turn into a large number of refugees fleeing for famine."

Li Shanchang raised his head from the document, only to find that instead of showing a trace of heaviness on Hu Weiyong's face, there was actually a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Li Shanchang couldn't help but show curiosity, put down the memorial in his hand, and said, "Wei Yong, you don't seem worried at all. Is there any good way to deal with the disaster?"

"Reporting to the Prime Minister, there is no way to deal with the disaster. But I have a way to make Yang Xian die without a burial place." Hu Weiyong raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a smile.

"Oh?"

After hearing what Hu Weiyong said, Li Shanchang also became interested and said with a smile: "Tell me and listen."

"As the Prime Minister said, if the disaster situation continues, there will definitely be a large number of refugees. At this time, disaster relief from the court will be needed. The Prime Minister knows how much food is in the imperial granary." Hu Weiyong said with a smile.

"If we only deal with small-scale refugees, the food storage is enough. But now it seems that it is obviously impossible. In the area of ​​Sanjin, there will be no one knows how many refugees will be caused by the severe drought. The food storage in the imperial granary is far from enough. "Yes." Li Shanchang thought for a while, shook his head slightly, and said.

"But the food gap needed for disaster relief must be solved by someone. Not long ago, didn't His Highness the Crown Prince say that Yang Xian solved the problem of lack of pay for the northern frontier troops last year. So this year's food ration problems for the victims can also be approached by him. ." Hu Weiyong said.

"Ha" Li Shanchang stretched out his hand to touch his beard and said with a smile. "No wonder you stopped Pan Longyun from telling that incident before. Once that incident was exposed, there would be no reason to continue to find him. It turns out that you had already thought of this incident at that time. thing."

"I dare not fail to do my best to share the worries of the Prime Minister." Hu Weiyong said with a smile.

While the teachers and students were discussing how to trick Yang Xian, Yang Xian himself was enjoying a delicious potato feast in Yangzhou, a hundred miles away.

(End of this chapter)