The Power of the First Daughter, Doctor and Concubine Dominates the World

Old Zhaotou didn't expect to meet princesses and ladies here, he was very excited and respectful, and explained, "Your Highness, you can only eat after removing the chaff!"

As he said that, Old Zhao Tou grabbed a handful of millet, rubbed his hands together, and spread them out again. Yuan Jia and the others saw grains of pearly white grains appear in his palms, as if they could smell fragrance.

"This is new rice. It's the best to use to make porridge. Throughout the year, the peasants, farmers, look forward to harvesting some new rice at this time, and making a pot of porridge to drink, so that they will have strength throughout the year."

After the emperor heard it, he stopped and looked at Lu Yan. Lu Yan gestured to the father-in-law Mi Tuan who was waiting not far away.

Father-in-law Mi Tuan leaned over and said politely to Old Zhao, "Old man, did you bring new rice this time?"

"I brought it, I brought it. The younger one is here to see the girl. Why didn't he bring some new rice for the girl to taste? I brought it. It's not much. You can cook a bowl of porridge."

Old Zhao head hurriedly changed the bag, took out a cloth bag of rice, opened it, the rice was as white as snow, very plump, covered with a layer of oil, it was extremely rare round-grained rice.

Xie Zhiwei took the rice, inspected it, and then handed it to the rice ball. He said to Old Zhao, "You have done a good job this time, and I will reward you later!"

The old head Zhao was very happy, and quickly knelt down to salute, "This is what the girl told the servants to do, so the servants did what they did, and the servants dare not accept the reward."

"You leave the bag and go back first. When I come back, you can go home."

Old Zhao Tou hurriedly responded, and Mi Tuan just happened to come over, took the bag, Old Zhao Tou let go, and saluted Xie Zhiwei before leaving.

The emperor was looking at the white, flower, and flower rice, and several powerful officials surrounded him and praised him. Zeng Shiyi picked up two grains and put them in his mouth, chewing until his beard curled up. Rice, delicious!"

Father-in-law Mi Tuan came over and presented a bag of rice to the emperor with both hands, "Your Majesty, this is the millet presented to the emperor by Princess Duanxian. I am grateful for this prosperous world!"

In the pot next to it, the cooks from the Imperial Dining Room had already put the rice into the pot, and it gave off bursts of fragrance as it boiled.

The emperor grabbed a handful of millet out of the cloth bag, the husk was a little prickly, but who would be unhappy looking at the bright yellow millet?

Yuan Jia also ran over, picked a millet from the emperor's hand, and said to the emperor with a smile, "Father, my son has just learned a lesson. It turns out that the millet has to remove the husk to make porridge."

She doesn't have the skills of old Zhao. She can rub out a handful of rice by rubbing her hands together. Instead, she puts it in her mouth, knocks it lightly with her teeth, and knocks out a grain of plump and white rice for the emperor to see, "Father." Huang, look, this is rice, the rice used to make porridge."

The emperor laughed, and seeing Xie Zhiwei approaching, he asked, "Miss Wei, did you have a bumper harvest in your village this year? Tell me, how did you get a bumper harvest?"

Xie Zhiwei hurriedly saluted, "Returning to the emperor, Duan Xian sent someone to go to the south last winter and bought some Champa rice seeds. This year, he tried to plant more than 100 mu, and the yield per mu was higher than in previous years. Three or five buckets were harvested, and the production increased by about 20%, which is a bumper harvest for farmers!"

The emperor pondered for a while, and looked at Xie Tiao.

Xie Tiao naturally knew about Xie Zhiwei's trial planting of Champa rice. The Xie family did not lack more than one hundred acres of land. Xie Zhiwei wanted to try planting it, so let her do it.

"Returning to the emperor, Champa rice was brought from Champa. Even though the climate and soil in the south are different from those in Champa, the government and the common people dare not try planting it on a large scale. After all, it is related to a year. Harvest, only some big families and wealthy merchants try to plant in small areas."

"In the north, the climate and soil are even more different from Champa. The seeds of my granddaughter are not completely Champa rice, but bought from a rich family who tried planting Champa rice last year. This year's trial planting Going on, I didn't expect that both the cold resistance and the resistance to diseases and insect pests are not bad, and there has been a considerable increase in production. I have arranged for some counties around the capital to try planting Champa rice seeds bought from the south next spring. If there is a debt, the government will subsidize the part that is owed."

The emperor originally wanted to say that Champa rice should be planted in a large area in the south, so Lu Yan came over and said, "Your Majesty, the porridge is ready, and I will bring it to the emperor!"

The emperor could already smell the strong aroma of the porridge, which was even more fragrant than any porridge he had tasted in the palace. With a few side dishes, the emperor drank two bowls in one go.

He touched his swollen belly and sighed comfortably, "It's not just that ordinary people gain strength for a year after drinking a bowl of porridge made with new rice, so does I. In the next year, I will have more strength." .”

The emperor took a short break here, but he didn't expect to drink a bowl of porridge. After returning to the dragon chariot, he took a nap and woke up refreshed, so he called Xie Tiao to talk about the rice, " Since the production of Champa rice has increased so much here, why not vigorously promote it in the south?"

The area around the south of the Yangtze River is Dayong's granary. If the south of the Yangtze River is rich, Dayong's treasury will be full. If Jiangnan can increase production by about 20%, how much income can the entire treasury increase?

Naturally, Xie Tiao also thought about this question, he lay on the ground and said, "Returning to the emperor, the minister and the granddaughter of the minister have done some research on Champa rice, and want to try planting Champa rice in spring, and in summer, it will Planting the original rice seeds, in this way, one more season of rice can be harvested, which will not increase the production by 20% in the future."

When the emperor heard this, his eyes widened. It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he helped Xie Tiao up with his own hands, "Xie Aiqing, if this is the case, Dayong will not starve to death in the future, and you will be a hero of Dayong!"

"I don't dare. As a subject of the emperor, it is my duty to help the country. The reason why I thought of doing this is because I found that since the Champa Rice is not afraid of the cold, and the early spring weather in the south It is cold, if the next season is planted, there is still time to plant the second season if there is no harvest, and if the common people see that they can plant two seasons of rice, they will not reject the variety of Champa rice for one season."

The common people attach great importance to the field, because it is the resource they depend on for survival. No common people will disrespect the field, let alone plant some unfamiliar species in their own crops by missing the season.

But what if it is possible to grow rice for one season?

Xue Wanqing was shocked when she heard about Champa Rice, she couldn't help but fell into deep thought, how did Xie Zhiwei know about Champa Rice? Is it a mere coincidence? She couldn't help thinking of all the words and deeds of Xie Zhiwei since she traveled through time. Xie Zhiwei is undoubtedly Xie Zhiwei, but when did she learn her medical skills? The eleven-year-old girl has superb medical skills, but is it really just her talent?

The third update!