"Chihuaco, are you sure that this kind of cassava can achieve a yield of more than 500 kilograms per mu after half a year of planting?!"
"Uh... Your Majesty... it's not half a year, it's not a crop, it's... a small tree! You have to let it grow for about ten months before the small tree takes shape, and then it can grow a full root! Then, you can see how bright the roots are. Humphy, hard, and white after being cut open...then it has grown! When you want to eat it, dig it out and eat as you go...Don't put it away! It will rot after a few days..."
The tropical seaside in November is still warm and hot. The temperature is around 20 degrees Celsius, and it rains six or seven days a month. It is between the tropical rainforest climate and the tropical monsoon climate. It is a very pleasant season.
And on the lush coastal plain, the ancient Jinwan City stood quietly, without blood, fire and fighting anymore. The city-state is full of warriors patrolling with spears, priests traveling back and forth, and craftsmen making instruments. The trajectory of their actions is centered on the temple of the main god in the city. In the temple, behind the newly built statue of the main god, the remaining murals of the feathered serpent can still be vaguely seen, but they have not yet been completely covered by the murals of the main god.
Outside the ancient city-state, there are patches of neatly cultivated farmland. The corn stalks piled up in hillocks and the pumpkin vines that have not yet been removed are all traces of October’s harvest. In each of the Mintun villages, the Kingdom's camp commanders and the Totonac people's camp aides cooperated with each other to preside over the farming of the fields. They waved wooden sticks and blew bone whistles, urging tens of thousands of Totonak tribesmen to continue planting a season's fertile beans in the harvested farmland.
This vibrant scene inside and outside the city symbolizes that the Totonak tribes in the Golden Bay City area have emerged from the war that lasted for two years. At present, with Jinwan City as the center, the four hundred miles of conquered seaside land have been reintegrated under the banner of the kingdom, creating the prototype of a seaside tribal alliance. The person in charge of the entire seaside alliance is in the vast city lord's palace that was once the divine palace of Jinwan City.
At this moment, Shulot was in the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion. Wearing shorts and shorts that are convenient for working, he squatted in the newly cultivated cassava field in the backyard. Next to him was Chihuaco, an old militiaman who was also squatting on the edge of the field and wearing a bunt.
"Your Majesty! This more than five hundred kilograms is the estimate of the tomato priest, which means that one acre of cassava is equivalent to three or four acres of flat land. In fact, the Taíno people have never harvested cassava in one go... Again, It can’t be left alone! It will go bad in a few days after harvesting, so just let it grow in the field and eat it as you dig it. It can grow for many years, as long as you don’t dig out all the roots and stems, it will keep growing!…”
Chihuaco, the old militiaman, pointed at the cassava with a smile on his face, and his spittle flew all over Xiulote's face. Shulot didn't take it seriously either. He was just concentrating, looking at the short and thick cassava stalks stuck straight into the mound, and looking at the new shoots, and his heart was filled with excitement and joy.
"God bless you! I didn't expect that in this era, the yield of cassava would be so high! And the entire Kingdom of the Lake and the territory of the Mexica Alliance can grow this high-yielding crop, allowing millions of rural residents to grow it." The people have enough to eat!…Haha! Praise the Lord God!…”
Shulot's eyes were bright, he thought about it for a moment, and then asked again.
"Chihuaco, I remember you said that the skin of cassava is poisonous. You have to soak it in water to remove the poison before you can eat it?"
"Yes! That's right! Your Majesty, I only said it once. I didn't expect you to remember it, but you are a good farmer... eh!..."
Chihuaco, the old militiaman, paused, his eyes flashed, and he quickly turned around.
"Oh! The skin of cassava is poisonous, and there are some in the stems. You can't eat it directly. People, birds, animals, and insects will die if they eat it directly... So this thing is great! You don't have to worry about insects and animals. Harmful, because insects and birds and animals dare not eat it..."
"...So, after digging out the mature cassava roots, you need to peel them first and then cut them into pieces. Then throw the cut pieces into the water and make sure to soak them overnight! Next, you need to boil the cassava. Cook the pieces until soft... and you'll be fine if you eat them like this! It's so fragrant and glutinous, tsk tsk!... I'm still full after eating it, much better than pumpkin beans or something like that!..."
The old militiaman licked his dry lips, his eyes full of simple yearning. And Shulot squatted next to him, his face also showing desire. The two of them squatted side by side and thought about it for a while, until a bright figure walked over slowly, carrying two water jugs.
"Your Highness, the sun is very bright, drink some water!"
The snake girl Miava smiled, lowered her head and saluted the king. She was wearing a loose white robe, but it still couldn't hide the obvious bulge on her lower abdomen. And looking at her gentle smile and maternal brilliance at this moment, it was as if she had become a different person again.
"Huh? Miava, why are you here? Didn't I let you rest in peace in the palace?"
Shulot frowned and his expression became stern. Counting the time, Miava is already five months pregnant. However, she has practiced dancing and martial arts since she was a child. Her body is extremely flexible and healthy, and she has not had any serious pregnancy reactions. And relying on her love during pregnancy, she always lingered around Xiu Luo Te. From time to time, she would tease him casually, and even sneak up and bite him like a snake, which gave Xiu Luo Te a headache and a little helpless.
"Well! Your Highness, I have already rested. I see that you value this field so much, maybe I can be of some help..."
Snake girl Miava opened her red lips lightly and blinked again. She handed the clay pot of water to the king, and then handed one to Chihuaco with a smile on her face. The old militiaman shuddered, caught the clay pot, took a sip, and did not dare to drink anymore.
"O Lord God! This blind man... the water he drinks is sweet!..."
"Forget it! Since you are here, let's listen together! This field is planted with Cuban cassava, and the entire Totonac seaside is the most suitable place for its growth. And this acre of cassava can feed One person is equivalent to three or four acres of farmland, and there is no need for complicated field management..."
Speaking of this, Shulot pondered for a while and solemnly ordered Miyava.
"Witness the Lord God! Miava, in the next few years, your most important task is to plant cassava, promote cassava, and expand the area of cassava cultivation! This matter is very important, even more important than conquering the inland tribes. ! I give it to you, you must do it well... Do you understand?..."
"Huh?...Your Highness...you want me to...farm?..."
Snake girl Miava stood dumbly for a moment, her watery eyes showing a bit of grievance and even tears. But Shulot knew that she was just pretending, so he pinched the woman's cheek hard and gave a serious order in the woman's charming eyes.
"Miawa, food is the foundation of all ministries, and it is also the basis for the Seaside Alliance to gather people's hearts, establish standing and semi-standing legions, and conquer and expand everywhere! Before I leave the seaside, I will personally put this power into your hands. It’s like entrusting it to your field aide!”
"And after I leave, you will be one of the three giants of the Coastal Alliance, in charge of civil affairs. Don't be interested in the warrior corps, and don't be interested in the priesthood! Your power only belongs to the tribal militia! In fact, this The power is much greater than you think, do you understand?!"
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