Chapter 0188 Sweet Potato

Everyone in Shenlong Mountain is working hard to prepare for the military of the Dragon Army. Including departments that seem to have little to do with the military, such as the Bureau of People's Livelihood Science and Technology. The war is not only about the army but also military technology. The importance of logistics has been proved in the Western Expedition. In this way, such as food production, manpower and even the Ministry of Culture in charge of Xiao Yuhuan are also indispensable.

"Born to be a good actor." This is Zhuo extraordinary's evaluation of Xiao Yuhuan. However, in addition to the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing and musical instruments that Xiao Yuhuan was trained by the Donglin Party forces to master in the capital, the most unforgettable thing is the natural understanding of Kaus. Er, of course, only Zhuofan can enjoy the limited-level Coos attack in the cherry blossom alley at the beginning.

Zhuo Bufan strode to the south of the living area, which is located between the military zone and Shipei Town, which has become a transit station at the foot of the mountain, and is the southernmost mountain. This season is the harvest season, and there are also golden rice ears on the hillside. This is Fu Wanyu's experimental terraces. He cleverly planted a variety of crops along the hillside, many of which are extraordinary and unrecognizable.

Several uncles dressed as farmers were looking at a cart of things to discuss something next to a tough. Zhuobufan, who happened to pass by, saw it and couldn't help saying in surprise, "Sweet potatoes!"

The farmers are the family members of the Shenlong Army. Most of the internal auxiliary personnel of Shenlong Mountain have this identity, which has played a good role in the management and confidentiality of Shenlong Mountain. They also work hard as Zhuo Fan originally thought, without supervision at all.

Hearing Zhuo Fan's extraordinary voice, the farmers quickly bowed and bowed respectfully and said, "Hol, General."

Zhuo Fan waved his hand, walked to the car with great interest, picked up a sweet potato and looked at it. This sweet potato is very different from the baked sweet potato I liked to eat in my previous life. It is much smaller and looks hard and dry. Zhuo Fan understood after thinking about it. In his previous life, after years of improvement, there were many hybrid optimizations everywhere. Now he has the most original sweet potatoes in his hand. I remember that he consulted data to solve the problem of grain production. In this era, sweet potatoes should have just been introduced from overseas. At the beginning, there were no sweet potatoes. I can only give up planting, but I didn't expect to see it today.

"Has the general seen sweet potatoes?" A farmer asked in surprise that the sweet potatoes were new and did not look like something to eat.

"Naturally, this thing is good, the yield is high, the taste is good, and it is hardy. It is a good thing to solve big problems!" Zhuo Fan was a little excited, but he forgot his original destination. Nowadays, except for Jiangnan, there is famine everywhere in Dahua, mainly due to the drop in temperature caused by the small glacier climate. If this cold-resistant and high-yielding crop can be promoted on a large scale, it will certainly greatly alleviate the impact of famine on Dahua's national strength. Now is the 14th year of Chongzhen, that is, 1641 in history. In another three years, no, less than three years is the day when the world is shaken. If sweet potatoes are promoted at that time, they only need to be promoted in several provinces south of the Yangtze River or northwest to solve the problem of famine. In this way, if their plan is successful, they can quickly restore their national strength. Time is tight.

"Are you going to plant it?" asked Zhuo Nonfan.

"Exact, General. Lord Fu said that this was just shipped from Guangdong. Let's try everything. But we don't know how to plant it and how large it is. It's being discussed here."

Zhuo Bufan immediately ordered, "Don't be busy. I'll be right back."

With that, he ran aside and called Zhou Tong to take out his mobile phone. In order not to stifle the creativity of the nation, he is no longer using mobile phones very often, but this is one of the few things he has determined to cheat. Before long, Zhuo Bofan ran back in the surprised eyes of several farmers and ordered excitedly, "Good things, good things, bring all the sweet potatoes, grandma, this can solve the big problem."

Now is the time to grow autumn sweet potatoes. I only know that the extraordinary people who eat roasted sweet potatoes have reviewed the cultivation and function of sweet potatoes in detail. This sweet potato can produce more than 1,000 catties of sweet potatoes and 2,000 catties of sweet potato vines per mu. Compared with the rice and wheat of this era, it is absolutely high-yield. At the same time, a large number of sweet potato vines are still a good feed for pigs. It seems that you can see flocks of big fat pigs and roasted sweet potatoes piled up into hills.

Not long after, Fu Wanqi also rushed over, and at the same time, three trucks of sweet potatoes were also pulled over.

"Wufan, why did you come to my experimental field today?" Fu Wanqi asked doubtfully, and looked at the terraces around him and said, "I also want to plant sweet potatoes. After collecting rice, I also want to plant some other things. If you do this, it's all sweet potatoes!" Fu Wanqi doubts that Zhuo extraordinary is his painstaking efforts** It's a mess. In order to do more, this rogue husband can do anything.

After listening to Zhuo Fan talk about the benefits of sweet potatoes with excitement, Fu Wanqi also opened her mouth in surprise. If this thing is really as Zhuo Fan said, it is indeed a good crop that can greatly improve grain production. Although there are still some doubts about how Zhuo Fan knows the rare thing called sweet potatoes, she also knows her husband's ability, and for so long, none of her husband's ideas have been unsuccessful.

"Bubbles sprout and breed seedlings, the soil is 12 inches deep, and the seedlings are planted four inches, one and a half feet apart. A month after the rice seedlings were released, weed and turned over the seedlings..." Zhuo Fan said happily about the method of blister breeding and field management. Fu Wanyu and the farmers were stunned. It turned out that our general was still an agricultural expert.

Waiting to explain the matter of planting sweet potatoes, Zhuo Fan looked at Fu Wanyu, who had devoted himself to directing the digging of canals and seedlings, swallowed his soft and beautiful waist and swallowed his saliva, and grabbed the cat again in his heart. Now, for the sake of her career, Fu Wanyu, who is not energetic at all about the relationship between husband and wife, has another big event of sweet potato cultivation, and it is estimated that she will abandon her husband for a few days.

After this delay, it has been a long time. Suddenly, Zhuo Fan patted his head, shouted, and then turned around and ran away.

The farmers who have begun to get busy looked at Zhuo's departure and couldn't help sighing with admiration: "The general is really a god."

Half an hour later, outside a large courtyard separated by a simple fence, a sneaky figure quietly appeared, covering himself in the grass behind the fence and quietly looking into the yard.

In the courtyard, a group of warblers and swallows are laughing, some wearing female military uniforms, some wearing harrare clothes and sticking to their beards, and some wearing colorful Dahua women's clothes.

Suddenly, the scene quickly calmed down. A beautiful woman dressed in a cyan waist skirt, wearing a red rope, and dressed as a farmer's youngest daughter moved gently and sang with her mouth open.

"My daughter has flowers, but my father can't buy it with less money. Pull two feet of red head rope and tie it up for Xi'er~~~ Tie it up~~~~"