Chapter 106: The Emperors Are Their Own People

"A thousand catties?"

Zhao Lang nodded, it's okay.

What is the average yield of potatoes?

As far as Zhao Lang knew, in his previous life, he had an yield of 10,000 jin per mu!

Those who weigh three or four thousand catties are lazy people.

But the current potatoes can't be compared with the potatoes in the previous life, which have been cultivated and selected through various technologies.

A thousand catties is not bad.

Moreover, Mr. Tian and the others have been recording and observing.

When the time comes to find out the various growth habits of potatoes, and then select the best ones when selecting seeds, the future yield will naturally increase gradually.

For now, this result is already very good.

At the very least, Zhao Lang looked at the stunned people in the field and knew that everyone was satisfied.

"Father, let's stop staring, and put away the food first."

Zhao Lang said with a smile.

"That's right! What Gongzi Lang said is right!"

Zhao Gao said in a hurry.

While talking, he hugged the potatoes around him in his arms.

"Uncle Zhao, don't be so excited, these grains won't escape."

Zhao Lang said with a smile, and helped Zhao Gao up.

Zhao Gao looked a little embarrassed.

But no one laughed at him, and things weren't much better for everyone now.

Even Tian Lao and Wang Jian, two experienced old men, held a few potatoes tremblingly.

They've seen too much and know what it means better than these people.

It was Qin Shihuang who came back to his senses first and said,

"Take up all the grain, and don't let a single grain fall."

"Go back to Zhuangzi first."

Soon, everyone jumped into action.

It also let Zhao Lang know what it means to dig three feet into the ground.

Although he said, potatoes can't grow that deep.

But these people just turned a deaf ear.

They didn't stop until the field didn't need a plow for a second time.

Under the protection of the teenagers, he returned to Zhuangzi.

Qin Shihuang took the potatoes directly to his room.

Zhao Lang couldn't even stop him, the cellar vacated by Zhuangzi was a waste of work.

Put the potatoes away, Qin Shihuang asked Wang Jian, Zhao Gao, and Li Si to stay, and then said to Zhao Lang,

"Lang'er, father will take these potatoes away."

Zhao Lang's heart moved slightly, but he frowned and said,

"Father, why did you take these potatoes away? The 800 mu of land at home is just enough for planting."

Qin Shihuang shook his head,

"This food is different from other crops. It is easy to be found by planting 800 acres of land together. It is still too unsafe here,"

Zhao Lang's brows suddenly wrinkled deeper, and he said with a worried expression,

"But what should we do? There are only so many places in the house."

When Qin Shihuang heard this, he vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he kept Tudou in mind, so he said directly without thinking deeply,

"It's okay, my family still has a few villages in the north. The place is big, the land is fertile, and there are few people."

"Just right for growing potatoes."

As soon as Zhao Lang's eyes lit up, he said, Dad must still have Zhuangzi outside.

So hastily said,

"Father, I think what you said makes sense."

"But the new crops are not familiar to most people, and my farmer can just take care of them."

"Well! I have a solution, why don't I let the farmers follow me to plant it!"

"That's it!"

"Father, wait a moment. I'll call Uncle Fu. Let's find out about Zhuangzi's situation."

Zhao Lang left after finishing speaking, not giving Qin Shihuang a chance to respond.

Qin Shihuang looked at Zhao Lang's busy figure and nodded in relief.

show a smile,

said to others,

"Look, Lang'er just makes people worry-free. All these things have been thought out."

"Hmph, if other people can be more like prodigal children, it will be much easier for me."

After Qin Shihuang finished speaking, several people in the room did not reply.

All of them had strange expressions on their faces.

Qin Shihuang was slightly taken aback, and said,

"What's wrong with you? But what's wrong?"

Everyone hesitated to speak.

"Wu Chenghou, tell me."

Qin Shihuang said.

Wang Jian's face became serious, and he said,

"Veteran congratulates Your Majesty, happy to get new food."

Qin Shihuang nodded,

"That's something to celebrate."

But Zhao Gao and Li Si still looked constipated.

Qin Shihuang frowned, he didn't have the heart to play around with these people, and said directly to Zhao Gao,

"Zhao Gao! What's the matter with you!"

Zhao Gao shook his body and said with a smile,

"Your Majesty, you seem to have just given those Zhuangzi in the north to Young Master Lang."

"When will I..."

Before Qin Shihuang finished speaking, he was stunned.

What did he say? It sounded familiar.

In the end, Qin Shihuang could only smile and shake his head,

"This kid..."

Those Zhuangzi in the north have made a lot of money.

Of course, it's nothing compared to potatoes.

At this moment, Zhao Lang walked in with Uncle Fu, and said enthusiastically,

"Father, Uncle Fu is here, we have to move faster."

"Plant another wave while the weather is still cold."

Zhao Gao looked at Qin Shihuang.

Qin Shihuang waved his hand, and Zhao Gao went out to call for someone, ready to hand over Zhuangzi.

Just in the room, when it was buzzing.

In the Zhuangzi where Mr. Tian and the others lived, it was a little quiet.

"Old Tian, ​​what's the matter with you, today's bumper harvest, why don't you seem so happy?"

Xu Yue lay comfortably on the recliner made by Zhao Lang and asked.

Looking at the fields these days exhausted him.

Mr. Huang, who didn't talk much, was also a little puzzled.

Elder Tian didn't know what he was thinking, when he heard the question, he hesitated, and said,

"You say, what would happen if the head of my farm was the emperor of the Great Qin?"

Snapped!

As soon as Mr. Tian finished speaking, Xu Yue fell off the reclining chair.

There was a crisp sound.

Mr. Huang also opened his mouth slightly.

Xu Yue got up and looked at Chen Sheng and Wu Guang outside the door.

Only then muttered with a wry smile,

"Tian Lao, where are you thinking?"

"Our farm family has already injured its muscles and bones, how can we have such strength."

Elder Tian said calmly,

"What if?"

Xu Yue climbed back onto the deck chair and said with a smile,

"Mr. Tian, ​​if there is such a day, it will be a great joy for the peasants of the world!"

"Think about it, the emperor is his own, how can our farm not prosper? Hahaha!"

"But how is this possible?"

Hearing this, Elder Tian seemed relieved.

"You are right, the emperor is his own, it is indeed a great joy for the peasants of the world."

"As for the possibility, the old man wants to live as long as possible."

"When people live for a long time, they can always see things that don't happen often."

For example, a few years ago, he had seen the emperor of Great Qin traveling with his Zhongshu Ling and the prime minister.