After Zhao Che thought about it, he roughly knew the reason.
The yield per mu was related to the number of seeds.
The other party had already killed six to seven thousand potato seedlings.
Last time, he didn't even get 3,000.
This was the difference in production!
If they were brought out to farm, they could not risk their lives to kill the potato seedlings.
Now that the fertilizer could not keep up, it would only overdraw the soil fertility.
It would be nice to plant it once, but there would be no way to farm it later.
"Reclaim the fields again!"
"Reclaiming one mu requires 20,000 Emotional Value.”
As the number of acres increased, the Emotional Value required for reclamation would also increase.
Zhao Che had calculated that one Mu of land was worth two stones of potatoes.
If he wanted to plant all of them, he would need at least a hundred acres of land!
However, his Emotional Value couldn't keep up…
"Reclaim another 20 Mu of land!"
"Ding! A total of 400,000 Emotional Value points have been consumed. Do you want to reclaim it?”
"Reclaim!"
The ground shook and the fog dispersed.
The cultivated fields appeared in front of him.
Zhao Che stood with his hands behind his back, his heart filled with endless ambition.
Thirty acres of land, sixty stones of potatoes!
As long as he could obtain some rewards, he would be able to shake Great Qin!
He had been in the State of Qin for so many years and was very clear about the value of potatoes.
Especially the potatoes that he cultivated, they would not degenerate!
The more he planted, the more Emotional Value he would use up to irrigate and fertilise the plants.
It would cost 60,000 points!
Zhao Che thought about it and decided not to buy crops for now.
Before he left, he glanced at his personal attributes.
[Owner: Zhao Che]
[Identity: The Ninth Young Master of the State of Qin]
Farm: 30 acres
[Crops: Potato]
[Emotional Value: 740,000]
[Granary: Potato *60 stones]
The farm had its own granary that could store food.
Of course, the capacity was limited.
If he wanted to expand, he had to level up, and he had to deduct Emotional Value from leveling up.
Initially, he felt that he had a lot of Emotional Value in his hands, but he did not expect it to be useless. If he casually upgraded and planted it, tens of thousands of yuan would be gone.
Emotional Value came quickly, but it was spent even faster!
Zhao Che exited the System Space.
He looked at the vast night sky and pondered.
He had to earn more Emotional Value!
……
……
The next day.
General Lu yawned and rode his horse listlessly.
There were many personal guards behind him, and they had two dark circles under their eyes.
The Grand Preceptor was critically ill and Qin Shihuang personally went to Pinyang to visit him.
For two days and two nights, there was no news at all.
There were all kinds of rumors in Xianyang.
There were people with ulterior motives spreading rumors.
"The emperor killed nearly 400 necromancers, inciting Haotian's wrath. The Grand Preceptor was old and vigorous, he should have lived for a hundred years, but he suffered such a sin.”
There were actually many people who believed such absurd words!
There were even Confucian scholars who were secretly spouting nonsense, saying that the emperor did not follow the ancient method when he held the Fengshan ceremony on Mount Tai. Therefore, he had angered the Heavenly Emperor.
Neishi Teng ordered the wardens to arrest him immediately!
In just one day, he had arrested ten people!
After thinking about it, he decided to go to Pinyang to take a look.
If something really happened, he could help pass on the news.
General Lu is proficient in riding and archery. He is rough and subtle. He even informed the two prime ministers about this matter and only led his men to set off on Pinyang after obtaining their permission.
When they arrived at the entrance of the manor, they saw Wang Li holding back his tears.
The jars of wine were all burned.
These were all inferior wines that Zhao Che looked down on.
There were only about twenty jars left, so there was no need to keep them.
Ever since Wang Jian issued the alcohol prohibition order, even the yellow dogs in the residence could not touch a drop of wine!
Wang Li felt terrible!
Jiang Lu was stunned when he saw this scene.
Could it be that the Grand Preceptor really…?
"Marquis Wucheng, you…"
"Could it be that the Grand Preceptor has passed away?"
The word 'death' could only be used by princes or ministers.
People like Wang Jian's level naturally had the qualifications.
Wang Li was stunned.
What?
Death?
"Sigh, I didn't expect to be late in the end…"
Jiang Lu felt sorrow from the bottom of his heart as his nose turned sour.
"Cough cough!"
Wang Jian coughed lightly, his face ashen.
How could he be happy to be cursed to death in front of his house early in the morning?
Jiang Lu raised his head and almost jumped up when he saw Wang Jian.
" Ghost…Ghost?!"
“……”
Zhao Che, who was standing at the back, almost staggered and fell.
Jiang Lu, I respect you as a man!
Let's reopen it and be a good person in our next life!
Qin Shihuang's face darkened.
Because of Jiang Lu's words, Zhao Che's Emotional Value soared once again!
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