The crisp sound of a system notification woke Mo Xuan up.
"18000 Dragon Energy points!"
Mo Xuan was shocked and pleasantly surprised.
He had only spent 1200 points of Dragon Energy when he exchanged for the Water Absorption Heavenly Talisman. Now, he had actually earned back more than ten times the profits. How could he not be surprised?
Moreover, it was not just these Dragon Energy points. The most important harvest was the sincere worship and faith of the entire Shu people!
It could be said that Mo Xuan's attack this time was definitely a bloody profit!
"Ang!"
Mo Xuan was extremely excited. He let out an earth-shaking dragon roar in excitement. He was very happy.
Shui Longteng flew in the sky and looked at the people of Shu who had been saved from death and were filled with hope again. He was extremely gratified.
Mo Xuan was very satisfied. With endless joy, he flew up and returned to the Wei River in Guanzhong under the worship of countless people.
……
In Shu, Bao Zheng, the God of Grain, and the others kowtowed to the disappearing divine dragon in the sky with endless worship and gratitude.
Then, Bao Zheng struggled to get up and ran to a potato field with trembling hands. He hurriedly dug up the soil to check the condition of the potatoes.
"I'm fine!"
"The water receded quickly, and the potatoes haven't gone bad yet!”
Bao Zheng's spirits were instantly lifted and he was pleasantly surprised.
The Farm God of Grain was also holding a ball wrapped in mud, his eyes filled with joy.
"Great Qin's ancestral spirit has manifested, dispelled the wind and rain, and absorbed the flood.”
"Lord Bao, please quickly gather the people and begin the harvest of the potatoes. The losses should not be great!”
Bao Zheng was pleasantly surprised. He did not dare to be negligent. He immediately found the governor of Shu Prefecture and began to gather the people of the entire Shu Prefecture to snatch the potatoes.
In an instant, countless people who were affected by the disaster went down to the fields to dig up the soil and dig up potatoes.
Bao Zheng personally led a group of officials to dig potatoes in the muddy fields.
There were dozens of fist-sized potatoes at the root of each potato seedling. It was very cute.
"What a big potato!"
"What a rich production!"
The Farm God of Grains was pleasantly surprised. He carried a large string of potatoes in shock, ignoring the soil on his body.
"Hurry up! Let's harvest one mu of potatoes and see the yield!”
"I'm eager to know how high the yield of potatoes is!”
With the joint efforts of the officials, the potatoes were soon harvested.
There were a few balls the size of mud, piled up into a mountain, so many that it was unbelievable.
The officials quickly began to weigh and calculate the yield of potatoes per mu.
"12,572 jin!”
"Reporting to Lord Bao, the yield of this mu of potatoes has actually reached 12,572 catties!”
The officials were extremely shocked as they reported a shocking number.
Pa!
Bao Zheng suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground, as if he was scared out of his wits.
He rolled his eyes in a daze and slowly asked,
"How many catties?"
"Say it again!"
The face of the official who reported the good news was flushed red. He was extremely excited as he spoke loudly.
"Lord Bao, it's you who weighs 12,572 jin!”
At this moment, a few officials rushed over and reported loudly.
"Lord Bao!"
"The other field that this subordinate is in charge of has a yield of 14,300 catties per mu!”
"This subordinate's dry land in the mountains has a yield of 16,800 jin per mu!”
……
Officials from all over the country came one after another to report their yield data, shocking and exciting Bao Zheng.
"Harvest! What a great harvest!"
"Ten thousand catties per mu!"
"The king said that the yield per mu was 10,000 jin, but it was actually true!”
"With potatoes, Great Qin's people will never starve again!”
Bao Zheng was extremely excited. He knelt in the soil field and wailed loudly.
The God of Grain was also deeply shocked by this production. His eyes shone brightly, his heart was stirred, and he was extremely excited.
"Ten thousand catties per mu!"
"Is there really such a high-yield grain in the world?”
"Ancestral Master Shennong, we actually contributed ten thousand catties of grain per mu!”
"With this kind of food, no one in the world will be able to endure hunger anymore. The rule of the Holy King is coming!”
The huge harvest of potatoes in Shu made all the people pleasantly surprised and excited.
At this moment, the disaster of the storm had long been forgotten by everyone. There was only endless joy in their eyes.
"These potatoes were given to the king by the Great Qin Ancestor Soul for us to plant!”
"With potatoes, we will never go hungry again!”
"The kindness of the ancestors is like a mountain or an ocean, and I will never forget it!”
"No! "We want to build a Dharmakaya statue for the Great Qin Ancestor Soul and worship it for generations!”
This suggestion was immediately approved by all the people in Shu. Therefore, everyone started to work together and prepared to dig rocks on the mountain beside the Min River and Dujiang River. They would carve the small mountain into the Dharmakaya statue of the Great Qin Ancestor Soul and worship it forever.
In the muddy fields, Bao Zheng suddenly stood up and looked in the direction of the pass, shouting excitedly.
"Men!"
"Quickly resolve the disaster in Shu and deliver the good news of the bumper harvest of potatoes back to Xianyang and report it to the king!”
……
Guanzhong, Xianyang Palace.
Today was the day of the court meeting. In the Zhangtai Palace, civil and military officials were separated, and the atmosphere was dignified and solemn.
The ministers bowed respectfully and shouted in unison,
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
Ying Zheng sat on the throne, wearing a Supreme Black Dragon Robe and an ancient Xuanyuan Sword hanging on his waist, exuding a sacred and majestic aura.
"Everyone, rise!"
The ministers stood up and began to discuss the important matters of the court.
Zhangsun Wuji, the prime minister, was filled with excitement. He hurriedly took a step forward and said loudly,
"Your Majesty!"
"Bao Zheng of Shu and Li Bing, the county governor, have sent back the news!”
"Wei Water Spirit Venerable turned into a water dragon, dissipated the wind and rain, sucked away the flood, and eliminated the disaster in Shu!”
"Moreover, the potatoes in Shu weren't affected too much. Now, we have a bumper harvest. The yield per mu is more than 10,000 catties!”
Zhangsun Wuji's loud voice resounded throughout the entire hall, shaking everyone's hearts.
When the officials heard Zhangsun Wuji's words, they were all extremely shocked and shocked. Their eyes widened and they were speechless.
Ying Zheng's body trembled slightly as he gripped the hilt of the Xuanyuan Sword tightly, trying his best to suppress his surging mind.
"The flood subsided after the Spiritual Venerable of Weishui attacked?”
"Good, very good!"
"Minister Zhangsun, say it again. How many potatoes are produced per mu?”
Ying Zheng stared at Zhangsun Wuji in disbelief.
Zhangsun Wuji bowed and said excitedly.
"Your Majesty!"
"A bumper harvest of potatoes in Shu!"
"Some produce 12,000 catties per mu, while others produce 16,000 catties per mu!”
"The average yield of potatoes per mu is 13,500 catties!”
This time, everyone heard Zhangsun Wuji's words clearly. They were instantly pleasantly surprised and incomparably shocked.
"Ten thousand catties per mu!"
"The potatoes bestowed by the Spiritual Venerable can actually produce ten thousand catties per mu!”
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