Chapter 185 The Biggest Layout in This Life!
Chapter 185
"Gong, gong,...Young master, are you serious?"
Zhang Munian finally lost his composure.
The reason why he went to jail and embezzled more than 20,000 taels of gold was because he was not able to support him. If he had enough financial resources and powerful support, how could he have fallen to such a point?
For Zhang Munian, Wang Chong's proposal at this moment made him very excited. He even completely overcame the uneasiness in his heart that the secret was discovered in an instant.
"Of course. If it's not for helping you, why should I save you?"
Wang Chong said calmly.
Regarding Zhang Munian's deeds, whether in his previous life or this life, there are not many rumors. Wang Chong only knew that some of the rice created after this person's death slowly spread.
The yields of these grains and other grains are higher, although in the end they did not change the fate of Shenzhou, nor did they change the fate of Datang.
But at least, Wang Chong knows that there are some people, such a person named Zhang Munian, who are silently contributing themselves with their own strength.
They did not enjoy fame in life, nor did they stand out after death.
But for this world, their role is huge. From Shang to Xia to Zhou to Han to Sui and Tang, human beings were able to get rid of the state of hunting for a living, the production of food continued to increase, and the population also continued to increase, relying on countless people like Zhang Munian.
It was their efforts in obscurity that finally created the present Middle-Earth Divine Continent.
The grain output of Xia surpassed that of Shang, that of Zhou surpassed that of Xia, and that of Han surpassed that of Zhou... and by the time of the Tang Empire, it had far exceeded that of any previous era.
However, for Wang Chong, this amount of grain production is still far from enough. It is far from enough to support an expanding, more populous Middle-Earth Continent.
Wang Chong's purpose is to make the output of Zhongtu Shenzhou reach a qualitative leap based on the current basis. To achieve this, Wang Chong's martial arts alone cannot achieve it.
There is nothing in this world that can do that either.
Wang Chong could only rely on his knowledge and experience from another world.
"Excellent! Prince,
As long as you can give me enough support. I must...I must be able to breed more grain than I have now! "
Zhang Munian didn't think too much about it, and he didn't know what kind of plans Wang Chong had. Hearing that he was really willing to support me, I was very excited.
"Mr. Zhang!"
While pouring some tea for Zhang Munian, Wang Chong considered how to tell him:
"...You have worked in the Ministry of Agriculture for so long, I don't know if you have noticed. Some grains have a very high yield per plant. It is even much higher than other grains?"
"certainly!"
Zhang Munian was startled, with a look of surprise on his face. Wang Chong, a son of a rich family, actually knows about grains. However, thinking about Wang Chong's willingness to support him, it is natural to understand:
"The job of our Ministry of Agriculture is to find these high-yielding plants. Then collect their seeds and find ways to expand the planting. But it is useless. When these seeds are found, the yield may be high. But when we plant them, It turned into a very ordinary plant again. Some of the rice did not bear fruit."
"Among 100,000 experiments, if you can find a truly high-yielding grain plant and keep it going, it's considered pretty good."
Throughout the dynasties, the task of all officials of the Ministry of Agriculture is to visit and search for rice fields. From the vast expanse of rice, keep improving, and look for those with particularly outstanding yields.
However, due to the uncertainty of grain genetics, a kind of rice may have high yields in the first generation, general yields in the second generation, low yields in the third generation, and high yields may not appear again until the fourth generation.
But this is meaningless, because when the yield is low, people may have starved to death.
It is already lucky that the fourth generation has reappeared high yield.
One can imagine how difficult the selection of seeds by the Ministry of Agriculture is.
Zhang Munian grew up among field stalks all his life, influenced by his family, coupled with the fact that food is the paramount necessity of the people, almost all of Zhang Munian's energy was devoted to this kind of selection.
And because of this, he went to prison and almost died.
"So the gold that disappeared, you subsidized the low-volume farmers there, right?"
Wang Chong said.
"yes!"
In front of Wang Chong, there was no need for Zhang Munian to hide anything. Seed selection is very risky. For those farmers who planted their own rice, but the result is low yield, or even no crops must be compensated, so that the experiment can continue.
Zhang Munian's 20,000 taels of gold was not spent in one day, but spent over twenty years, bit by bit without knowing it.
All the gold is subsidized among farmers.
"Mr. Zhang, have you ever thought about those high-yielding plants? Why some of these grains can be maintained, but some can't, and even reduce their yield, or be infinite"
Wang Chong pondered, while carefully instilling his own views into Zhang Munian.
"what?"
Zhang Munian was taken aback, he really hadn't thought about this. His screening work is no different from anyone else's. The instability of plant yield has been used to it from generation to generation.
I really haven't thought about why, and what's wrong with it.
"This, I really haven't thought about it."
Zhang Munian shook his head, this was the first time someone raised this question to him.
"Has Mr. Zhang ever thought that these grains may be the same as people, with males and females. There are male sterile lines and male maintainer lines. This can explain why a high-yielding grain is planted, and the result is the second. Years may yield nothing."
Wang Chong finally expressed his point of view.
Zhang Munian looked at the young man in front of him, as if he had seen a ghost. He had never heard of this argument before in his life. Plants also have men and women, what a joke.
But it has to be said that Wang Chong's words developed his thinking. Moreover, it may not be unreasonable.
In terms of rice screening, this is indeed a new way of thinking.
"This, I never thought about it."
Zhang Munian pondered, and did not resist Wang Chong's theory.
"Hoo!"
Wang Chong kept staring at Zhang Munian's eyes, seeing that he did not resist, he let out a long sigh of relief. A brand new theory, an advanced theory, the biggest problem is that it cannot be accepted by others.
Obviously, Zhang Munian is not this kind of person.
I found the right person.
"Mr. Zhang, I'm thinking, if we can find out the male sterile line and maintainer line of this grain and distinguish them separately, will it be helpful for future planting or seed production?"
"Moreover, grains are different from humans after all. Humans have males and females, and the 'male and female' of grains may not be the same as humans. Now that there are male sterile lines, maybe there are restorer lines that can make these grains become maintainer lines again ?”
Wang Chong finally revealed his own "Three Lines of Rice Method".
In another world, the "three-line method of rice" is the essence of "hybrid rice". Although it is only a theory, its role is epoch-making.
Sometimes, only when you know the direction can you use the right strength. If you face the ground, sooner or later, you will be able to find water.
And if you dig a well facing the sky, you will never have water to drink for the rest of your life.
Wang Chong doesn't have "hybrid rice", so he can't give any seeds. Wang Chong didn't even know anything about farmland and screening.
The rice three-line method is all that Wang Chong knows.
Wang Chong had no choice but to find a way to cultivate high-yield "hybrid rice" in this world bit by bit. As for Zhang Munian, Wang Chong could think of the best person who could achieve all of this.
As long as Zhang Munian can find three different types of rice, Datang's grain will be a qualitative leap. "Food is the paramount necessity of the people", this is the foundation of the future.
Whether it's continuous battles, or fighting against those powerful alien invaders in the future, these are the foundations of Wang Chong's existence.
"I have to think about it carefully. What the young master said is really unheard of. I have never heard of this kind of three-line theory in my life. But Lao Qiao is willing to give it a try."
Zhang Munian said in a deep voice, Wang Chong's three-line rice water method made his heart thump more and more. If he can figure out why the high-yielding properties of rice cannot be sustained, maybe he will be able to develop a truly high-yielding rice.
"Young master, can you give me a field? I am willing to do my best and give it a try."
Zhang Munian raised his head, with a strange color in his eyes.
"Hahaha, of course. But it's not here, but another place. I've already arranged the location for you. It will be the best place for you to conduct experiments."
Wang Chong laughed.
"Oh?"
Zhang Munian raised his head, with a look of surprise on his face: "I don't know what the young master is talking about?"
"Cochin!"
Wang Chong laughed.
Cochin rice is grown three times a year. And there's a lot of manpower out there. Zhang Munian wanted to conduct experiments on rice, and that was the best place.
Moreover, three crops a year can also shorten the time as soon as possible, allowing Zhang Munian to experiment with "hybrid rice" at the fastest speed.
Zhang Munian left quickly.
He also left with him, one hundred thousand taels of gold, and the fifty guards that Wang Chong had transferred from his uncle Wang Gen, the Wang family, Mr. Ye, and Mr. Hu.
No one in the group was alarmed, and they headed south without making a sound.
At the same time, the two letters written by Wang Chong also flew into the hands of Uncle Wang Gen and Song King Li Chengqi respectively.
Designate an area in Jiaozhi for Zhang Munian to conduct experiments. For such a trivial matter, only a greeting from the uncle and King Song is enough.
I'm afraid that the Yao family and King Qi would not care about such a distant thing as Jiaozhi.
"What I can give you, I have already given you. In the future, whether Datang can escape those disasters depends on you!"
Sitting in the study, looking at the direction Zhang Munian left, Wang Chong muttered to himself.
No one understands better than him that whether Datang can escape in the future, whether Middle-earth can survive, actually does not depend on him.
And pinned on a farmer in his fifties.
Zhang Munian is his greatest hope!
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