Everyone fell silent. At this point, what else could they do if they did not submit?
He could only leave it to fate.
The Bai Family Head had a gloomy expression on his face,""Previously, when the emperor distributed the seeds, he said that it would not be long before they could be harvested.”
At this moment, a cold voice sounded.
"Three months."
The head of the Bai family looked at that person. That person's eyes were still cold.
"That's right, three months."”
"Now, it has been more than two months since the seeds were planted. In less than ten days, this so-called potato will be ripe.”
"When we mature, we will have a reason and an excuse.”
The head of the Bai family had a smug smile on his face."We didn't prepare well before, but now that the potatoes have been planted, the harvest is not good.”
"We don't need to say anything. Those bumpkins will naturally let Ying Zheng know that this world will ultimately belong to them.”
At this moment, the cold voice sounded again.
"What if the potato seeds are harvested?”
Everyone was silent, including the Bai Family Head. Everyone was speechless.
No one had thought of this question. What if the potato seeds were really harvested?
And it was a particularly big harvest?
If that was the case, what should he do?
No one said anything. Everyone was silent.
"So you haven't thought about it yet."
The young man who spoke at the beginning stood up. His expression was indifferent and cold.
Behind him, several family heads stood up.
This young man's surname was Fan. He was the head of one of the top families in Shangyang County.
He started managing the accounts at the age of eight, became the head of the family at the age of twelve, officially became the head of the Fan family at the age of fifteen, and suppressed the surrounding families until they could not breathe at the age of sixteen.
Even the Bai family could only be on par with this person.
However, the Bai family had been passed down for nearly 800 years. Their family was as happy as some small countries.
With such an existence, who would dare to remain silent when he spoke?
Fan Muye slowly stood up and walked in front of the Bai family's head. His expression was cold and clear, like a god from the nine heavens.
"I thought that the Bai family head knew what this thing was, but it turns out that the Bai family head doesn't know at all.”
"Since you don't know, you're still so confident that you can go against Great Qin and His Majesty. Where did you get your courage from?”
He tucked his hands into his sleeves and walked forward step by step. No one dared to stop him.
"Next time, you must remember to find out what this thing is before you resist.”
Along the way, Fan Muye lowered his head and did not make a sound.
Someone in the surroundings could not help but say,"Mr. Fan, do you know what this potato is?”
Fan Muye smiled. He looked at the moon on the horizon, and his eyes seemed to be filled with endless thoughts.
"This thing can be said to be a divine item.”
"He isn't like what His Majesty said, producing three to four thousand catties per mu.”
"His Majesty said the minimum production, the maximum production is about five to six thousand catties.”
"And this thing is quite delicious.”
"In a few days, when the potatoes are harvested, you will know.”
At this moment, in the Bai family's courtyard.
The patriarch's expression was dark and gloomy. His expression was extremely terrifying. This was the first time someone had dared to provoke him.
It was just that this kind of provocation, he still had no way to retaliate immediately because the Fan Family had really developed into a terrifying existence.
"Everyone, we don't need to listen to that madman Fan Muye.”
"As long as the potato production is out in a few days, we can really cause the people to revolt. At that time, the people will revolt and we will be able to benefit from it.”
Everyone nodded. This was their true goal.
In the Palace of Xianyang
While browsing through the system, Ying Zheng counted the days. Soon, it would be the day when the potatoes would ripen. When that time came, it would be the time for him to start a series of plans.
As long as Great Qin's residents had their fill, he was not worried about what would happen if he killed these scholars.
He was even less worried about what would happen if he killed all the nobles of the Six Nations.
To put it bluntly, he did not become the emperor because of the support of these people. He relied on the invincible Great Qin army and countless commoners!
As long as this foundation was stable, then no matter how many people he killed, he would still be a wise ruler in the hearts of the people.
Moreover, it was only a matter of military service and corvee, so Great Qin did not need to stop at all. After a while, when the war started, there would naturally be countless 'beasts' coming to build.
Even if those so-called beasts were exhausted to death, Ying Zheng would not feel any heartache.
The days passed, and soon, nine days had passed.
It was the day when the potatoes were ripe. On this day, all the people were very nervous. Some officials even personally went to the fields.
After all, apart from a small amount of millet, most of Great Qin's land was planted with potatoes.
If the production of potatoes was not enough, or if the usefulness of potatoes was not high, Great Qin would probably go into chaos!
He kept breathing in and out, looking at the potato sprouts on the ground and praying to the heavens.
The sacrificial ceremony soon began. Everyone rushed to the field and began to dig for potatoes.
"Ah?"
A surprised voice was heard. An old man was holding a potato in his hand. The potato was extremely huge, equivalent to two of his fists!
"Such a big potato must be at least a few catties, right?”
Everyone swallowed their saliva. Just one of them weighed several catties. If this land was filled with potatoes, it would weigh at least 3,000 catties!
When the Guanzhong County Governor saw this scene, his eyes were filled with eagerness.
He jumped into the ground and started digging with his bare hands. He dug the potatoes without any regard for his manners.
The surrounding commoners and soldiers began to dig. Some used tools, while others used their hands.
Their eyes were bloodshot, and they were desperate.
If someone were to stop them at this moment, everyone would erupt with a powerful force and directly crush that person!
Two hours later, all the potatoes had been dug out.
The Guanzhong Prefectural Governor looked a little excited as he looked at the person who was weighing the food.
"How much? How many catties?"
"How many catties are there?"
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