I open a restaurant in Daqin

Chapter 437 Rice
What King Zhuang Xiang once said touched Ying Zheng too much.

From that moment on, the unyielding in his heart seemed to be forcefully pulled out by King Zhuang Xiang's words.

Once, after suffering all kinds of hardships in the Zhao country, he vowed that one day, sooner or later, he would rule the world and never let his children and grandchildren live in other countries and suffer all kinds of bullying.

But after accepting King Zhuang Xiang's words, his thoughts didn't change, it just got bigger.

He not only wants to keep his own children and grandchildren from suffering from that kind of war, but also wants to keep the world from suffering from that kind of war.

At that moment, Ying Zheng realized that he seemed to understand the will of his ancestors, inherited the will of his ancestors, and became the real king of Qin.

In these years, Yingzheng never cared too much about small things. He had only one goal, at all costs, to enrich the country and strengthen the people, and to rule the world.

He wants to let the will of the ancestors be fulfilled in his hands.

No matter how difficult the task, he will not hesitate to do so.

For this reason, he would rather mother and son turn against each other.

For this reason, he would rather wash thousands of miles with blood.

This is the will of the ancestors, and also his wish, and it is also a dream of the ancestors of the Great Qin Dynasty.

Because of this dream, Qin became more prosperous and powerful.

Because of this dream, all the kings of the Qin Kingdom were the overlords of the world.

Yingzheng has never seen such a dream in anyone else, and even more beautiful has seen such an aura.

But now, he seems to have found the same dream and the same aura in Qin Yong.

In other words, it is not a kind of aura, but a kind of charm, a kind of charm that cannot help but be convincing.

A person with the world in mind, the hearts of the world will eventually turn to him.

"The ambition is not small, but have you ever thought about it? This is by no means a simple matter. Just now, the virtuous brother said that this is the only thing the virtuous brother can do. The virtuous brother told the widow, what do you do?"

Scenes flashed in my mind, and after a long time, Ying Zheng just looked at Qin Yong.

He does not object to Qin Yong's dream, as long as it is beneficial to Da Qin, he cannot object.

But some things are easy to say, but easier said than done?

In the past, the rumors about the affairs of the world's universities were so hot, but what is the result now?
Difficulties one after another, can't we just give up in the end?
"Brother Wang, I have something here, please take a look at it!"

Qin Yong took a deep breath, he had almost said what he had to say, and now it was time to prove his ability!
Sometimes, a lot of talk is not enough for rhetoric, you have to be able to come up with real evidence, otherwise everything is just nonsense.

"Oh, what?"

As soon as Ying Zheng's eyes lit up, he knew that since this kid dared to speak up in person, he must have been prepared.

He wanted to see what Qin Yong had prepared to support his exaggerated words.

At this moment, without knowing it, Ying Zheng even forgot the existence of the queen. From the beginning of acting, he deliberately led the topic, submerged in it unconsciously, and everything was done according to Qin Yong's ideas.

Qin Yong didn't answer, but reached out and untied a bag from behind.

The bag is not very big, and there are not many things in it.

He gently came to Ying Zheng, opened the bag, and took out a potato from it.

Ying Zheng's eyes lit up. He had seen this thing before.

No, it should be said that he has eaten.

But at that time, he just thought it was some strange things that Qin Yong found from the mountain, and he didn't care.

Seeing Qin Yong take it out now, he couldn't help but think of the scene that night when he ate [-] potato shreds and he was so stuffed.

"Isn't this the potato that your house once used to entertain the widows, what are you using it for now?"

Ying Zheng smiled.

Qin Yong didn't answer, but took out another handful of rice, a handful of rice.

His bag has two layers, the first layer is potatoes, and the second layer is this handful of rice.

"Well, rice..."

Seeing this, Yingzheng's eyes were not as simple as blinking, let alone recalling the bowls of rice that night, but staring at the rice in front of him with burning eyes.

"Oh my dear brother, you should have taken out this thing long ago. The widow had dinner at your house that night, and it must have been this rice!"

"At that time, you introduced it to me, and I wanted to ask, the yield of such a large grain of rice must not be comparable to that of millet. However, it was too sudden at that time, and I didn't have time to ask about many things in detail!"

"It's the right time for you to take it out today. Tell me quickly, what is the average yield per mu for such a large grain of rice? Where did you get it?"

While speaking, Ying Zheng's eyes glowed.

Potatoes are a strange thing to him, perhaps only Qin Yong can find them.

But this rice is different, this is what Ying Zheng desires most.

Qin Yong wanted to continue reaching into the bag to take out the last thing, but upon hearing this, he couldn't help but take a deep look at Ying Zheng.

A look of embarrassment flashed in his eyes. Sure enough, as expected, Qin Shihuang, a generation of emperors through the ages, looked at things with a vision far beyond what ordinary people could imagine.

Some pictographic metaphors of later generations may not be explained, and it is difficult for him to understand for a while.

But some really useful things will be firmly grasped by him with just a glance.

What is a king?

The one who controls the world is the king.

What is a master who understands the hardships in the world, and who makes a life for the people, is a master who knows his position!

What is a person who lives for the people?
Suffering from the suffering of the people, thinking about the people's thinking, everything comes first and not later, this is called a person who makes a life for the people.

What is the suffering of the world today?
Not being able to eat a dry meal is the suffering of all people in the world.

There are many things that you don't need to be reminded by Qin Yong, Ying Zheng understands them all.

As a king, he can naturally see what a high-yield grain means to Daqin!
This means that Daqin can also get more and more food, and the people of Daqin can eat more and more full.

It doesn't need that the yield of this rice is twice as high as the harvest of grain grown today, even if it is only [-]% higher, it is enough to increase the population of Daqin by [-]% and make the people of Daqin more full.

"Brother Wang just said, what Qin Yong uses to change the situation in the world, this is Qin Yong's power!"

Looking at Yingzheng, Qin Yong nodded slightly, pointed at the rice in front of him, and said, "Brother Wang, this rice is not a product of our Central Plains, but Qin Yong entrusted a mysterious friend to operate it from the far west!"

"As far as Qin Yong knows, in today's world, when grain and grass are harvested, there are many people who produce one stone per mu, and those who produce two stones per mu are rare. Three stones are unprecedented!"

"But mine is different. Once planted and cared for well, it is enough to yield thirty shi per mu, or fifteen to twenty shi at worst, which is equivalent to turning over ten times out of thin air!"

As soon as this remark came out, Ying Zheng's face changed drastically, and his eyes almost fell out.

"How much, thirty stone?"

Ying Zheng was dumbfounded, and looked at Qin Yong in disbelief.

Are you kidding me, thirty shi, is this fairy food?
Not to mention thirty stones, even if it is twenty stones, no, fifteen stones is not right, even if it is ten stones, it is enough to shake the world.

If there is such a seed, Ying Zheng can conclude that what Qin Yong said can be easily achieved.

Ten times more food, are you afraid that the people of Daqin will not be able to eat a dry meal in the future?
(End of this chapter)