Fields.
Zhu Biao used branches to draw squares on the ground, and then threw stones into the squares.
"The contradiction between man and land, the annexation of land, the redistribution of resources..."
These words kept popping up in Zhu Biao's mouth, and he even forgot the farm work Su Jing asked him to do.
"Niu Yi!"
Su Jing shouted helplessly.
Zhu Biao was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and said: "Master Su."
Su Jing said: "Niu Yi, you must be pragmatic and not vain. The knowledge I imparted to you is not to make you crazy. Work hard."
"Nothing in this world is eternal. Future generations will have to deal with matters in future generations, so why bother."
He originally wanted to broaden Zhu Biao's horizons and not be limited to feudal society.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Biao became a little obsessed.
Su Jing really regretted it.
"Master Su, the students also think so, but at this moment, the students' minds are filled with Master Su's words yesterday, which they can't get rid of."
Zhu Biao said helplessly.
Because he wanted to tell his father, Zhu Yuanzhang, what he learned from Su Jing, Zhu Biao went through it again, which further deepened his impression.
He was really obsessed.
Su Jing sighed slightly and said: "Niu Yi, whether he is a prince, general or ordinary person, in terms of history, he is just a drop in the ocean."
"Just because I have allowed you to see through the truth of history does not mean that life has lost its meaning. Just like the Ming Dynasty, it is now a time of prosperity. The people live and work in peace and contentment. At least it proves that the Ming Dynasty is healthy now."
"This kind of thing is impossible forever. All we can do is to try our best to maintain this peaceful and contented life for a longer time."
"History is full of emperors who pursued eternity. After Qin Shihuang unified the six kingdoms, he sent Xu Fu to the sea to visit the immortal mountains, just to find the elixir of immortality."
"As a result, Qin Shi Huang died of illness at the age of fifty."
"Liu Che, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, enshrined himself in Mount Tai. He believed that the Penglai gods could be obtained by generals. He engaged in activities to seek immortality, such as summoning ghosts and gods, refining elixir, etc. He died at the age of seventy."
"Li Shimin, Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, took various elixirs refined by alchemists for a long time and died at the age of fifty-two."
"No one who desires immortality succeeds, and some even have their lives shortened."
"The same goes for the dynasty. The more you try to find a way to last for generations, it will only be counterproductive."
That's what it means to ask for something but not get it.
Qin Shihuang, Emperor Wu of Han, and Emperor Taizong of Tang.
Listening to Su Jing's words, Zhu Biao suddenly seemed to realize something, and his whole expression changed.
"Thank you Master Su for your guidance."
Zhu Biao bowed to Su Jing and thanked him.
Su Jing waved her hand and said, "Okay, there's no need to say these are useless. Hurry up and get started. We won't get off work until we finish digging these potatoes today!"
These are the potatoes that Su Jing planted more than two months ago, and now they are ripe for harvest.
"What are potatoes?"
Zhu Biao was stunned. These days, he was absent-minded most of the time, and he really didn't care.
Zhu Biao was very curious as he looked at the yellow potatoes that were dug out of the ground and looked like muddy eggs.
Su Jing smiled and said, "You've never seen it before. You'll know if you eat it at night. It can be used as food."
As food?
Zhu Biao picked up a big potato and couldn't imagine what it had to do with food.
But he is not in a hurry. The teacher Su Jing will explain it to him when the time comes.
For now, just keep your head down.
The hoe was raised and lowered, and Zhu Biao was doing it with great vigor.
As time goes by, the sun is getting closer to setting.
"Okay, that's it for today."
Su Jing said, in fact, he and Zhu Biao had only dug about half of it, but it was getting late, so Su Jing did not embarrass Zhu Biao.
"Okay, Master Su."
Zhu Biao stopped digging and turned to look at the bags of potatoes behind him. He was instantly shocked.
How come there are so many?
"Master Su, are all these potatoes grown on this land?"
Zhu Biao asked in disbelief.
He has also been involved in the cultivation of rice and wheat, and has knowledge of the yields of these food crops.
Zhu Biao never thought that the yield of crops could be so large.
More importantly, Su Jing also said that these potatoes can be used as food!
"Of course, potatoes themselves are drought-resistant and high-yield crops. As long as they are taken care of well, it is not a problem to produce 20 to 30 shi (two to three thousand catties) per mu."
Su Jing replied with a smile.
He chose to grow potatoes because of their high yield.
Several of my hotels in Lishui County will be able to launch potato-related dishes by then.
There is no need to make things more expensive by taking advantage of scarcity, it is enough to make small profits but quick turnover.
Of course, the potatoes themselves are also delicious!
"What? Twenty or thirty stones per mu!"
Zhu Biao rubbed his ears and asked in disbelief: "Master Su, are you telling the truth?"
Su Jing was not at all surprised by Zhu Biao's surprise. She just said calmly: "Why, you can't believe it, right? The yield of rice is only five or six stones per mu, and the yield of wheat is even less. The yield of potatoes is ten times that."
"Tomorrow we will finish digging the remaining potatoes in this half-acre of land, and then we can naturally verify the authenticity."
No matter how much you talk, it will not be as effective as practicing it yourself.
"Master Su, can we do it now?"
Zhu Biao said eagerly.
As a prince, he knew that his father was troubled by food problems.
If these potatoes are really what Su Jing said, then the food problem of the Ming Dynasty will no longer be a problem.
Not only that, Zhu Biao also thought about the contradiction between man and earth.
The conflict between the growing population and the land's food output, with potatoes, wouldn't the outbreak of this conflict between man and land be postponed for a long time.
Thinking of this, Zhu Biao's eyes were filled with light!
Master Su, you still said there is no solution!
"Let's talk tomorrow about what to do after dark. Life has to be a combination of work and rest."
Su Jing rejected Zhu Biao's idea without thinking.
Are you kidding? What kind of work do you do at night? Feed mosquitoes?
Life is for enjoyment, not for suffering.
This kind of planting is just Su Jing's personal interest.
"Okay, Master Su, we will come early tomorrow."
Zhu Biao had no choice but to hold back his inner excitement.
Su Jing said: "Don't be anxious, let's taste the potatoes first."
Without even leaving, Su Jing used local materials to build a simple stone stove, and Zhu Biao found some branches.
The two of them lit up a bonfire at the edge of the field.
There is no need to wash the potatoes, just throw them into the fire and let them roast for a while until the flames go out.
Then use a wooden stick to pull out the roasted potatoes.
"Just give it a try."
Su Jing said with a smile.
Zhu Biao nodded, followed Su Jing's example, broke open the potatoes and took a bite.
Of course it can't compare with the food in those restaurants, but the taste is definitely not bad!
Zhu Biao was already shocked that such simple cooking could produce such a taste.
Not only that, Zhu Biao discovered that this potato was very hungry!
This is not a potato, this is a "golden bean"!
Zhu Biao's face was full of excitement!
