Xishan base.
With the blessing of five hundred forbidden troops, thirty or forty acres of land were quickly shoveled out.
Prince Yan's Mansion also sent a large number of craftsmen, all of whom were experienced craftsmen.
In the Ming Dynasty, the status of craftsmen was the lowest, and they were also the main force performing corvee labor.
Su Yang looked at the group of ragged craftsmen in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.
These craftsmen are all in ragged clothes, with sallow complexion and thin skin, and their lives are worse than beggars.
In fact, it’s no wonder that Daming firearm technology has stalled.
It is simply more difficult than letting Ming Dynasty land on the moon!
These skilled craftsmen, who are originally important tools of a great country, should be regarded as national treasures in a country that values industry, respected and admired by others.
But in this glorious Ming Dynasty, their lives are not as good as dogs from wealthy families!
Dogs from wealthy families at least have meat to eat every meal and can be full every meal!
But what about these craftsmen?
Does anyone care about their life or death?
In the long run, can the products they produce have quality?
It shouldn't be like this!
Looking at the craftsmen shivering in the cold wind, Su Yang sighed again.
"do not be afraid!"
"I will arrange a place for you to stay today!"
"Then take a shower first, wash your hands clean, and then let's eat!"
Hearing this, the craftsmen looked up at Su Yang in surprise, and a different light appeared in the depths of their eyes.
Su Yang first asked people to arrange accommodation for them, and then ordered the soldiers to boil several large iron pots of hot water so that they could take a bath and rest.
Chu Xiong was very puzzled by this, or he didn't quite agree with Su Yang's approach.
"Sir, why are you so polite to these craftsmen?"
"They are just the humblest craftsmen."
Hearing this, Su Yang turned to look at Chu Xiong.
"You look down on these craftsmen?"
Chu Xiong heard the dissatisfaction in Su Yang's tone and was suddenly shocked.
"It's not that the general looks down on them, it's that everyone looks down on them!"
"According to the Ming Dynasty household registration system, craftsmen households cannot be changed at will, which means that their children and grandchildren can only be craftsmen, and they will be craftsmen for generations to come!"
"You can't take scientific examinations, you can't do business, you can't even farm, you can only go to various places to serve on time, and work like hard labor in the workshop until you die!"
"That's why these craftsmen are looked down upon by others, because they will never prosper for generations to come and are destined to be slaves for generations to come!"
When Su Yang heard this cruel fact, he was a little distracted for a moment!
Damn the household registration system!
It really doesn’t give the people a way to survive!
What sin did these craftsmen commit to be reincarnated in the Ming Dynasty?
"No matter what others think, Xishan is different!"
"On this one-third of an acre of land in Xishan, what I say is most effective!"
"Craftsmen are also human beings, so I don't want to see anyone bullying or scolding them. Do you understand what I mean?"
Chu Xiong nodded quickly, but there was some disdain in his heart.
It's so artificial, who can you show it to?
Is it possible that these craftsmen will still be grateful to you?
Seeing Chu Xiong's disapproving look, Su Yang was helpless.
The low status of craftsmen has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Even if Su Yang wanted to change, it would be impossible given his current status.
Therefore, he can only take care of these craftsmen within his own ability and let them live like human beings!
As for the future, let’s talk about it later!
On the other hand, this boy Chu Xiong seems to be very dissatisfied with himself!
"Chu Xiong, do you have any grudge against me?"
"I don't dare!" Chu Xiong immediately knelt down.
Su Yang glanced at this guy and had some vague guesses.
"Well... let me guess, you are dissatisfied with me because you came to Xishan and couldn't fight on the battlefield with Yan King Zhu Di and make achievements, right?"
This time Chu Xiong didn't say anything. It was obvious that what Su Yang said was true.
Chu Xiong did have a lot of resentment in his heart.
When Zhu Di found him, he thought His Highness King Yan would arrange some major combat mission for him.
However, Chu Xiong never expected that His Highness King Yan would send him to Xishan to protect Su Yang personally.
A true man should kill his enemies with blood on the battlefield and achieve immortal feats!
What's on this west mountain?
Su Yang never goes to the battlefield, is he worthy of such protection?
So Chu Xiong was very angry. He thought that King Yan Zhu Di still couldn't trust him, so he arranged such an errand!
Although Chu Xiong did not answer directly, Su Yang saw anger in his eyes.
"Right."
"I told you at the beginning that you should kill the enemy with blood on the battlefield and use your military exploits to wash away your shame!"
"Now that you are here in Xishan, it is really difficult to make contributions. It seems that I am really dragging you down!"
"Young Master, you are serious!" Chu Xiong sighed secretly and said perfunctorily.
Su Yang smiled slightly when he saw this, turned around and left.
"That's all, take your Forbidden Army brothers and come with me!"
After hearing this, Chu Xiong was puzzled, but he did not dare to refute. He immediately followed Su Yang to the small courtyard with 500 forbidden troops.
Su Yang turned around and looked at Chu Xiong and others, and directly told the truth.
"Actually, you all misunderstood."
"I, a common citizen of Suyang, am not worthy of His Highness, King Yan, making such a fuss."
"What you really need to protect is not me, Su Yang, but these potato seedlings!"
Everyone: "???"
What?
Potato sprouts?
What is this?
"No more nonsense."
"This potato is a kind of food. It can produce thirty shi per acre!"
Everyone: "!!!"
Potato!
The yield per mu is thirty stones!
That’s thirty stones!
How could there be such food crops in this world?
Chu Xiong was shocked and looked at Su Yang in disbelief.
"Sir, are you talking about...thirty stones?"
"Well, the yield per mu is thirty stone, which is almost three thousand catties. If it's better, it can yield four thousand catties per mu!"
Chu Xiong opened his mouth wide and his eyes gradually turned red.
This behavior is exactly the same as that of Zhu Di and his son.
Su Yang was afraid that he would go crazy, so he spoke first.
"You should understand now what potatoes mean to Ming Dynasty, right?"
"So what King Yan Zhu Di really wants you to protect is these potato seedlings!"
"And what you built before was also a greenhouse for cultivating potato seeds. Only by cultivating the grain seeds can potatoes be promoted, so that people all over the world can have enough to eat, so that people all over the world don't have to go hungry!"
"In other words, the combat mission you have accepted is a sacred and great mission. If we can really promote potatoes all over the world so that people all over the world don't have to go hungry, then you can not only be promoted to a noble rank, but also Can it still be famous forever?”
"How's it going? Are you satisfied now? Your mission is not easy, but isn't it much better than going to the battlefield and risking your life?"
A frightening light burst out from Chu Xiong's eyes, and he immediately knelt on the ground. The five hundred forbidden troops also followed suit, looking at Su Yang feverishly.
"I am willing to die for you!"
Su Yang nodded.
Finally, these people were surrendered.
"You have to remember one thing!"
"No matter what, you must protect the potatoes first!"
"This potato seedling is the most important, it is more important than my life, Su Yang!"
