"In fact, I dare to say that if we don't lift the ban on the sea. One day, Da Ming would be destroyed in the hands of those businessmen who only cared about money.”
Hearing this, Zhu Di immediately said angrily,"Great Ming has a strong army and the world is peaceful. Even the remnants of the Mobei Tartars are nothing more than scabies. Who can destroy my great rivers and mountains?”
Zhang Che smiled, saying meaningfully,""Cousin, don't speak too early. Perhaps the ones who harmed Da Ming are really the Tartars!”
"Nonsense!"
Zhu Di was furious.
Old Zhu was shocked.
He suddenly recalled how Zhang Che's words about Lan Yu attacking the city pass came true.
If his words were not without reason…
The more he thought about it, the more uneasy Old Zhu felt.
"I also hope that I'm talking nonsense! But cousin, don't forget that those who are not of my race will have different hearts! If Da Ming can't exterminate the Tartars, then what I said might be true!”Zhang Che shrugged.
This sentence struck a chord in Old Zhu's heart.
Back then, when Old Zhu started the uprising, was it really for the purpose of becoming the emperor?
It was all because he couldn't afford to eat!
When the Mongol Tartars ruled the Central Plains, they did not treat the people of China as humans at all and created a four-class system.
The people of the Xia were the lowest!
It could be said that Old Zhu's suffering in his youth stemmed from the Yuan Dynasty's brutal rule over the Han people.
In Old Zhu's eyes, the Han and the Tartars should be irreconcilable enemies!
Because of this, he had spared no effort in hunting down the remnants of Northern Yuan.
"Great Ming has a hundred things to do. The main reason for the slow progress of the war in the north is the lack of money. If they wanted to open the sea, they would need to expend a lot of manpower and material resources. It's difficult to do what you said!”
Old Zhu could not help but sigh.
Zhang Che smiled," Dad, the problem you mentioned isn't really a problem.”
With that, he got up and returned to the inner room. After a while, he came out with a cloth bag.
"Dad, look, this thing is called a potato, and this is a sweet potato.”Zhang Che poured out the contents of the cloth bag.
Mr. Zhu didn't know what was going on, and looked at Zhang Che.
"All these years, you and Big Brother have sent back a lot of salary, but I didn't keep a single cent. I used it all to hire people to go out to sea to find these two things!”
"It actually costs so much money?"
Zhang Yong and Zhang Chen's salaries weren't low. Over ten years, it was enough for Zhang Che to become a rich man.
She didn't expect him to spend all this money.
Old Zhu stared at the sweet potatoes and potatoes for a long time, but he couldn't make out anything.
"This is considered saving. These two things were native to South America and spanned more than half of the world. I hired quite a number of people, but only a ship with a dozen people has returned, and they have only brought back these two things!”
As he spoke, Zhang Che found the location of South America on the map and pointed it out to Old Zhu.
Zhu Biao and Zhu Di gasped.
The two of them had been living in luxury since they were young and had no concept of money at all.
However, Zhang Che's way of doing things made the two of them feel ashamed of themselves.
"Is there anything special about these two things?”Zhu Biao asked.
The two things on the table were both gray and stained with some unwashed soil. It seemed to be a kind of grain.
With this alone, could he solve Da Ming's current problem of lacking money and food?
Zhu Biao couldn't believe it.
"Big brother, don't underestimate these two things. Both potatoes and sweet potatoes were food, and their production was extremely high. The yield of potatoes per mu could exceed two thousand catties, and the yield of sweet potatoes per mu could reach six thousand catties!”Zhang Che said, smiling.
Instantly, the entire room was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
Old Zhu and the others were all shocked by Zhang Che's words.
They had never even heard of two thousand catties of grain per mu, let alone six thousand catties!
As the Xia civilization developed, farming techniques were already quite advanced.
But even so, Great Ming's grain production was only average.
Old Zhu had once asked someone to do the statistics and came to a conclusion.
The average yield of grain in the north was only about 300 catties per mu.
The climate and soil in the south were better, so the yield was much higher, but it did not exceed 600 catties.
What was the concept of 6,000 catties of grain per mu?
This meant that if all of Da Ming's cultivated land was exchanged for this kind of grain, then the grain production would immediately increase by more than ten times?
These two things alone could solve most of Old Zhu's difficulties!
Perhaps no one would believe it.
In the big Da Ming, food was always in a state of shortage.
It couldn't be helped. There was only so much land in the country, and there were also a few people who farmed.
However, there were many people who did not farm and only ate.
Old Zhu was about to take over the world. After he established the country, he had been using troops to attack the outside world. The number of troops had always been maintained at more than one million.
The army did not need to produce anything. Instead, it needed to consume a large amount of food.
Other than the army, there were also many officials and royal family members. These people did not need to farm their own land, but they were all big consumers of food.
Because of this, Da Ming's food pressure had always been very great.
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