Chapter 46 Risking his life to take a vine from a foreigner, the Chinese population increased by 3 million! The emperors of all dynasties were shocked again!

Although the voice was small, Zhu Gaoxu who was beside him still heard it clearly, "Nephew, this sky curtain was transformed by the gods using magic. Do you think the gods would deceive us?"

"Emperors know how to ask historians to exaggerate, so why don't gods know how to do that?" Zhu Zhanji retorted:
"Besides, Tianmu used to talk about the 'high-speed rail' that can run from Chang'an to Chengdu in four hours, and travel more than 1500 kilometers round trip in one day. Second Uncle, have you ever seen a horse that can run that fast?"

"Nephew, can you use some imagination?" Zhu Gaoxu patted Zhu Zhanji on the shoulder and said with a smile, "We are separated from the future by hundreds of years. How do you know that the high-speed trains in the future can't run that fast?"

"Also, think about our red cannon. Could the First Emperor of the Qin Dynasty have imagined how powerful this thing was thousands of years ago?"

Zhu Zhanji was a little unconvinced and was about to say something, but was stopped by his father Zhu Gaochi: "Alright, alright, stop talking. Can't you see that the emperor is thinking about something?"

In fact, Zhu Di was thinking about what his second son had just said.

Afterwards, Zhu Di nodded, thinking it made sense: "Second Brother, what you said makes sense."

Zhu Gaoxu looked at his nephew with pride.

Zhu Di continued, "What the second elder said makes sense. When the Qin people saw the red cannon of the Ming Dynasty, they might regard it as a sacred object. It is almost the same when we see the future. It is not impossible for the future to have a rice yield of 3000 kilograms per mu."

Zhu Di thought for a moment and said, "Food is the foundation of the people and the foundation of the country. It is of utmost importance. Since we know the yield of hybrid rice in the future, if we stick to our old ways, wouldn't it be a joke?"

"After much thought, I think we should send someone who is dedicated to oversee this matter personally."

Zhu Di said, looking at everyone present, "The eldest brother wants to stay in Beijing and take over the country, which is not appropriate. The second and third brothers want to follow me to the northern desert, which is not acceptable either..."

As he spoke, his eyes finally fell on Zhu Zhanji.

"I?"

Zhu Zhanji pointed at himself and said reluctantly: "Grandpa, I still have to go to the battle with you!"

The reason why Zhu Zhanji was reluctant was that he didn't quite believe that the yield per mu could really reach 3000 kilograms.

Another thing is that I'm worried that it will take too long.

Didn’t you see that Mr. Yuan in later generations worked day and night for nearly ten years to study before he succeeded?
This was the case in later generations, let alone the present. Zhu Zhanji was very self-aware of this.

What if we work for ten or even dozens of years without any results and still get criticized? It would be a complete waste of effort!
He doesn't want to go!

"You are the only idle person here, if you don't go, who will go?"

Zhu Di glanced at his grandson who looked reluctant and said: "It's enough to have the second and third brothers to accompany us on the expedition, you are not enough."

"I will issue an order later to let Yu Qian go with you to Nanjing to take up the post. You should take good care of your body there and try to live a few more years in the future to raise my descendants. I don't want to see another god of war appear in the Ming Dynasty."

"By the way... find a few people who are good at farming, assign them official positions, and help me develop hybrid rice. This will be considered a great achievement for you. Please accept my order and thank me!"

Hearing the words "accept the order and thank the grace", Zhu Zhanji sighed secretly.

He knew that his grandfather had made up his mind, so he had to kneel down to thank him.

While thanking him, I complained in my heart... Don't think it's that easy as grandpa said, he also 'by the way' invented hybrid rice...

If it were really that easy, people in later generations would not have failed repeatedly and spent ten years of research before succeeding.

"I really don't know how those people in later generations managed to persist for more than ten years without giving up."

Zhu Zhanji underestimated him in his heart.

How many decades do we have in our life... I'm going to die in my thirties, is it appropriate for me to be given this job?

……

"One acre of land produces 3000 kilograms of grain?"

Li Shimin was filled with envy when he saw the harvest scene in the sky.

"If we can have such magical rice in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, there will be no problem in increasing the population and taxes three or four times. We will have food and people. Even if the territory of the Tang Dynasty increases two or three times, we can still hold it!"

Li Shimin fell into endless reverie.

If we can really achieve a yield of 3000 kilograms per mu, it won’t take long for the Tang Dynasty to become a prosperous country with a well-off people.

By then, I will personally lead the Tang cavalry and will surely achieve unprecedented feats!

By then, how could the Emperor Wu of Han or the Emperor Yongle compare to Emperor Taizong of Tang? And how dare those damned Turks invade the borders of the Tang Dynasty again?

Why would he need to marry his royal family members to Tibet? He could just send troops to destroy this troublesome enemy!

"Preach my will!"

"From now on, we will set up a divine rice supervisory office to collect the best seeds from all over the world and cultivate hybrid rice. I want this divine rice to appear in the world of my Tang Dynasty!"

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Late Han Dynasty.

The rulers and ministers of Shu Han were also shocked.

"What a future Shennong!"

Liu Bei was terrified.

He couldn't even imagine how huge the population of Han would be and how prosperous the people would be if this magical rice appeared in Han!
Zhuge Liang reminded him, "My lord, the most urgent task is to send someone to study this hybrid rice. If we can obtain this rice, we can ensure the prosperity of the people in Shu, and our great cause will have a chance to be realized!"

Liu Bei instantly understood what Zhuge Liang meant.

What are we fighting for!

Logistics, population!
Cao Cao occupied the north, owned half of the country, had vast land and a large population, so he was always in an advantageous position.

If he could obtain this magical rice and make the people rich and allow them to recuperate, he might be able to resist Cao Cao's brutal army with just one state!
……

During the period of Emperor Wu of Han Dynasty.

Liu Che looked at the golden rice fields with plump grains under the sky and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"The yield per mu is 3000 kilograms. Is rice in the future really so miraculous?"

You should know that the per-acre output value of Dahan rice does not exceed about 150 kilograms.

The hybrid rice yield used to be 3000 kilograms per mu, but now it’s twenty times that!

The output of one acre of land is equal to the output of twenty acres of land of the Han people!
What a terrifying number!

“No wonder the video title says that Mr. Yuan’s achievements would be enough to establish a sect and a temple in ancient times!”

"If it were in the pre-Qin period, his achievements would be comparable to Shennong..."

"No... this person is simply the Shennong of the later generations!"

……

[Risping his own life to take a vine from a foreigner, the Chinese population increased by 3 million! ]

As Chen Yu swiped his finger lightly, another video appeared on the sky screen of past dynasties.

The emperors, who had not yet recovered from the shock of hybrid rice, were shocked again when they saw the title of the video.

……

"A vine increased China's population by 3 million. How could this happen?"

Old Zhu's eyes flashed with sharp light, and he instantly became very interested in what was mentioned in the sky curtain.

……

"What on earth could have increased China's population by 300 million?"

Qin Shi Huang, Emperor Wu of Han, Emperor Taizong of Tang and others also looked up at the sky with anticipation.

Population is the foundation of a country, and it is of paramount importance to feudal dynasties.

Therefore, everyone wants to know how just one vine can increase China's population by such a terrifying number of 3 million.

(End of this chapter)