The Emperor is Above

Chapter 545: Want Spirit Potatoes? Exchange Them with Humans!

The Dragon City is peaceful and harmonious.

Even though troubled times had arrived, the Xianyu, Yuezhi, and other foreign tribes moved south.

Even though the Black Wind Tribe and Chong Kingdom were causing chaos in the Northern Wilderness countries, evil gods and ghosts were wreaking havoc in the Central Plains.

The Longcheng burial mound located in the heart of Yunling Mountains is still a pastoral idyll of peaceful days, which makes the emperor, generals and soldiers of the coalition forces deeply moved.

Surrounded by mountains and snow-capped peaks, it is like a paradise. Groups of wild dragon eagles fly back and forth, and giant apes and many exotic animal totems jump and play happily in the surrounding jungles.

In the green pastures on the surrounding hillsides, thousands of exotic horses are running happily in search of food, and groups of exotic foals are growing rapidly.

In the vast basin between the mountains, there are patches of different colored pure rice and golden grains, with heavy ears of grain hanging on them. The golden color indicates that the autumn harvest is approaching.

Compared to Lingmi and Jingu, which mature later, Lingshu matures relatively early and can be harvested on a small scale as early as July. Now it is fully mature.

In the plots of land where the spirit potatoes are planted, the black and white old men are directing thousands of young and strong people to first collect the leaves and petioles of the spirit potatoes in the plots, and then start large-scale digging.

The huge tubers were dug out with soil, along with a number of giant earthworms more than three feet long. They also evolved in the growth environment of the spirit potato and attracted the big rooster and his family to come for food.

"Tsk tsk——"

The old man stroked a piece of sweet potato as big as a casserole with his hands. He didn't care that his white beard was covered with mud. His cloudy eyes were full of excitement and he said,

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, that the Dragon City's earth is so suitable for growing spiritual potatoes. The tubers produced by one spiritual potato can weigh dozens or even hundreds of kilograms.

One acre of land can produce tens of thousands of kilograms of Lingshu, which means that the yield of one acre of Lingshu is comparable to that of hundreds of acres of corn. From now on, we will never have to worry about starving again."

Hei Weng was also very excited when he saw the spiritual potatoes piled up like a small mountain. However, after observing for a while, he was still a little dissatisfied and said:
“It is indeed a good thing that the Lingshu has a high yield, but unfortunately it must be dug carefully by hand and cannot be dug on a large scale by machinery.

In general, we should try to promote the cultivation of spiritual rice and golden rice in the future. The spiritual potato can at most be used as a crop to prevent famine for the people or as feed.”

The commotion caused by the digging of spiritual potatoes in Longcheng Fengtu soon attracted the attention of the people in Fengtu. The generals of the Zhongzhou coalition forces who were recuperating in Fengtu were of course no exception and they all came to watch the fun.

Obviously, the huge yield of the spiritual potato and its spiritual energy comparable to that of spiritual rice made them talk about it in amazement. It was obvious that they had never seen such a crop before.

The allied generals, who only knew how to fight, certainly did not understand the importance of Lingshu to national stability. However, Zhao Wensheng understood this point and said excitedly:

"Hei Weng, Baisou, your achievements are extraordinary. They are comparable to the achievements of Shennong in ancient times who tasted hundreds of herbs. They will save billions of lives.

In the past, when the country was in chaos and nine out of ten houses were left empty, the cause of heavy casualties among the people of various countries was not the killing in wars, but the serious abandonment of land caused by wars and the subsequent plagues.

Now with the crop of Lingshu, one acre of land can be worth hundreds of acres. Even if there is chaos and war, the people can still get enough food. "

The black man and the white man shook their heads and said, "How can this be the achievement of the two of us? This spiritual potato was discovered by the precious son of Master Gu Shangshi, oh, it was discovered by the precious pig Tu Kejin.

Later, the master personally cultivated the seeds and multiplied them, which led to the planting of 200,000 mu of Lingshu in Longcheng. We two old men dare not take credit for it. "

Zhao Wensheng still looked respectful and said, "Anyway, now that you two have figured out how to grow Lingshu, would you be willing to go to Zhongzhou to spread the knowledge of Lingshu cultivation? Find a way to make a living for the people of this world."

"Mr. Zhao is right. We need to give Shi Shengmin a way out!" When the old man and the black man looked embarrassed, Tu Shigu appeared in the crowd in time, blinking his eyes and showing a friendly smile that is typical of a profiteer.

"The Lord has always been kind-hearted, compassionate and sympathetic to all living things. He often laments the misery that the people of the world have suffered due to the chaos in the world, and he often feels sorry for them.

Nowadays, there are 200,000 mu of Lingshu planted in Longcheng Fengtu, and the yield per mu is as high as tens of thousands of catties. Everyone present, whether it is the Emperor of Diqiu or the princes of various countries, can be given 10,000 catties of Lingshu seeds. "

"If that's the case, we'd be very grateful!"

Zhao Wensheng was delighted, but then he frowned slightly and said, "Master Tu, tens of thousands of kilograms of spiritual potatoes may sound like a lot, but compared to the people of a country, it is not enough.

Compared to the more than 280 vassal states in Zhongzhou, this is only the output of several dozen acres of Lingshu. Can each vassal state sell hundreds of thousands of kilograms?"

"Haha, of course this is also possible!"

Tu Shigu's eyes blinked, gleaming with brilliance, which made Zhao Wensheng feel a chill down his spine. "Mr. Zhao, you've also seen that the production of Lingshu is so high. If all the countries in Zhongzhou need it, it will be difficult to transport it.

Therefore, the countries in Zhongzhou can only come to Longcheng Fengtu to transport the spiritual potatoes. Anyway, they will come with empty trucks, so it is better to transport craftsmen and common people."

Zhao Wensheng was slightly stunned. He understood that Tun Shigu wanted the princes of various countries to continue to exchange population and talents for these spiritual potatoes.

Tu Shigu smiled and said: "The spiritual potatoes in our Dragon City are available for sale. Each Imperial College student can exchange for 10,000 catties of spiritual potatoes, a master craftsman can exchange for 1,000 catties of spiritual potatoes, and a craftsman can exchange for 100 catties of spiritual potatoes.

If it is an ordinary citizen, regardless of gender, age or weakness, each person can exchange ten kilograms of spiritual potatoes. They can exchange as many as they have, and there is absolutely no deception for everyone."

"Master Gu, you are using spiritual potatoes to exchange for students, craftsmen, and citizens. How is this different from buying and selling slaves?"

Zhao Wensheng was furious. Just now he thought Tun Shigu was really going to do good things, but now he was furious when he heard these poor conditions.

"Hey, look at what you said, Mr. Zhao. There's a huge difference here!"

Facing Zhao Wensheng's anger, Tu Shigu not only did not feel any shame or anger, but instead smiled with pride and pride.

"Just now you told me that you wanted to find a way for the people in the world to live. Look at the four extremes and eight wastelands. Where can the people of the country and the people of the fiefdoms have the happy life that the people of Dragon City have?"

Just this one sentence was enough to make Zhao Wensheng speechless. Tun Shigu still smiled and said, "What's more, there are chaos in the Northern Wilderness and Zhongzhou countries.

Especially the states of Liu, Lu, Dai and Wei were devastated by war and the people were living in extreme misery. They were the ones who needed to be saved the most.

If the emperor and the princes of various countries feel that the people under their rule live happily, they can just migrate people from these war-torn countries!"

Zhao Wensheng was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that Tun Shigu had this idea. He didn't know how to judge it for a moment. In theory, it was definitely a good thing to migrate these people to escape the war.

However, such blatant poaching from other vassal states was a complete blow to his decades of moral cultivation.

Compared to the old man's stubborn thinking, the younger Shen Buhai couldn't help but blink his eyes, as if a new window had been opened in front of him: "So it can be done this way?"

(End of this chapter)