Different from its domineering name, the "Picture of Kunyu and Ten Thousand Kingdoms" painted by Zhu Su is quite shabby. The main body is made up of four pieces of rice paper. Due to Zhu Su's painting skills, there are even some dirty ink stains accidentally dripped on it. However, these did not harm the overall situation. After Zhu Su put the four pieces of rice paper together on the ground, both Lao Zhu and Zhu Biao were stunned.
Zhu Biao looked in disbelief, pointing to the area with "Da Ming" written on the map, and said in disbelief: "My Da Ming is only so small?"
"How can it be!"
"It's too exaggerated at all. Ming Dynasty is still very big." Zhu Su said. "It's just that this world is bigger than you think, brother."
"This Cochin and Siam are not big enough." Lao Zhu looked at the two countries in the south of the Ming Dynasty, looking a little tangled. "Although I can barely do it, I can still grow some food..."
"But... why can food be grown in Jiaozhi but not in Lingnan?" Zhu Biao was still confused.
"Brother, the climate is not just divided into north and south." Zhu Su explained. "This involves 'geography' and other subjects..."
"Geography? What's the content? Please tell me." Zhu Biao became even more confused.
"Geography is... uh. Even if you tell me, you don't understand." Zhu Su thought for a while, how could he summarize a profound subject in a few words, so he simply gave up and explained to Zhu Biao from another direction: " Brother, we said before that during the Little Ice Age, the weather would get colder and colder from north to south, right?"
"Yes." Zhu Biao nodded. "What does that have to do with Lingnan?"
"Brother, have you ever thought about it, the hotter it gets as you go south, and the climate generally declined during the Little Ice Age."
"Then according to this trend, Lingnan, which seems to be a bit overheated at this time, won't be..."
"Ah!" Zhu Biao woke up from a dream, and Lao Zhu also looked excited: "Lao Wu, are you saying that the lands in the south of the Ming Dynasty can become like Jiangnan, and they can all grow food?"
"Uh, that's pretty much what it means." Zhu Su nodded. I said in my heart that I should first give up the idea of Lao Zhu shutting himself up and just treat it like that.
"This guy called Dai Viet, can he farm?"
"able!"
"Bo Yi can also grow this kind of thing?"
"able!"
"What about this seal... seal... degree?"
"It's such a bad name and so sinister...what's this place like?" Lao Zhu asked, pointing to a place on the map.
"Oh, this place is the Tianzhu mentioned in the book!" Sigh, the third brother's territory accidentally got mixed up with ancient and modern times. "This place has high temperatures all year round and plenty of sunshine..."
"There's so much nonsense, why don't you just say whether you can farm or not?"
"Yes! And the vegetables grown are incredibly big!" Zhu Su made a "big" gesture.
"Okay, okay!" Lao Zhu rubbed his hands excitedly and looked at the large land outside the Ming Dynasty on this map. "It seems that it's not time for Tiande and the others to rest yet."
"These large tracts of good places must belong to our Ming Dynasty!"
Even Zhu Biao, who had just thought that "warriors will lead to death", swallowed his saliva and seriously began to think about whether he should support his father's militarism.
"Dad, stop looking south, look here." Zhu Su's voice was like a seductive and depraved devil, drawing Lao Zhu's eyes to a winding island country to the east. "Here, this place is rich in gold and silver mines. Thieves are rich!"
"Dad, don't you think about it?"
"Money?" Lao Zhu's eyes lit up. Money is great, money is as good as food. There is food in hand and no panic in mind. If you have money in your hands, others will panic! Back then, the reason why I regarded Zhang Shicheng as a serious enemy was because he was rich, wasn't it?
But isn’t that place the Japanese country? Meng Yuan tried to fight several times, but failed every time...
After all, across the sea...
"Dad." Zhu Su continued to whisper in Lao Zhu's ear. "Have you ever thought that if Ming Dynasty harvested so much land, we would not be able to plant it for a while! For example, in Tianzhu, although their land is fat, the people are very lazy! Even if you whip them, they won't move."
"But these Japanese people are so good! They had a lot of contacts with the Central Plains during the Tang Dynasty, and their ancestors have been used to farming for generations."
"It's perfect to ask them to farm the land for the Ming Dynasty..."
"Oh?" Lao Zhu looked at Zhu Su. "But they are separated by the sea after all. Traveling by sea is very inconvenient..."
"Then establish a navy and vigorously develop maritime affairs!" Zhu Su showed his fox tail.
"Vigorously develop maritime affairs?" Lao Zhu was stunned, thought for a while, and shook his head.
"The sea is frequently stormy and unpredictable. In the past, Meng Yuan's expedition to the Japanese country was blocked by a typhoon. Before the battle, 90% of the army went directly to the enemy."
"Those countries in the south are just fine. Although they are struggling, if you plan carefully, you may still have a chance to annex them. But if something goes wrong in an expedition across the sea, our Ming Dynasty will lose all the money, food and troops to develop maritime affairs. Just like Meng Yuan, it’s all wasted!”
Lao Zhu's reaction was what Zhu Su had expected. Zhu Yuanzhang never looked down upon the sea. Otherwise, he would not have left behind the ancestral injunction of "sea ban" that has been criticized for eternity.
Seeing that the Japanese country could not seduce Lao Zhu, Zhu Su decisively threw out his trump card: "Dad, developing maritime affairs is not just for a Japanese country."
"Look here..."
"Huh? Where is this?" Following Zhu Su's fingers, Zhu Yuanzhang looked further east, to the other side across the ocean.
"Well, this place is quite big, bigger than our Ming Dynasty. Why, can we farm in this place?" Lao Zhu asked.
"You can definitely plant seeds. But the most important thing is that there is a kind of 'god seed' here!" Zhu Su said deliberately mysteriously.
"God's seed?" Lao Zhu frowned. "Hmph, how awesome can it be?"
"The yield per mu is 1,800, isn't it enough?" Zhu Su said.
"What!" Lao Zhu stood up suddenly, sending the chairs flying. The chair happened to fall over the area of America on the map, and the thin rice paper was torn under the pressure.
"What did you say? How much?"
"One thousand and eighty, just a little more!" Zhu Su chuckled. It’s not a big deal that potatoes will produce three to five thousand kilograms in future generations. Even if the varieties are not as good as those in later generations, there should still be potatoes that can produce one thousand eighty kilograms, right?
"Besides, there is a lot of gold in this place." Zhu Su continued. "The most important thing is that this place is vast and sparsely populated. At this time, there are only a few extremely backward tribes, which are like savages. It is almost an ownerless land. This is the land of China given to us by God. If God does not take it, we must You’re to blame, dad!”
Seeing Lao Zhu's face turn red, he seemed quite moved. Zhu Su added fuel to the fire: "Although this large piece of land is currently unowned, it will be discovered by Western countries in a few years."
"This 'god seed' was acquired by the West, and after the demise of our Ming Dynasty, it was passed to the Tatar court."
"It was thanks to this 'god seed' that the Tatars gained a firm foothold in the aftermath of the Little Ice Age!" Zhu Su did his best to fan the flames.
"Ah!" Lao Zhu exclaimed, with a look of anger on his face. "You said, this 'god seed' was finally acquired by the Tatars?"
"That's not true!" Zhu Su continued. "Not only that, the Western countries have also obtained countless benefits from this continent!"
"In the future, another big country will rise here and become a serious problem for our Chinese people!"
"This is happening!" Lao Zhu had to pay attention. He quickly lifted the chair up and looked at the place crushed by the fallen chair with distress, as if he was afraid that America would fly away because of it.
"The Westerners can cross it, but our Ming Dynasty is closer, so the Ming Dynasty can naturally do it too!"
"From this point of view, it is urgent for our Ming Dynasty to prepare its maritime affairs to sail across the ocean!"
