Every word that Zhu Zhan Xin said fell into Yao Guangxiao's ears. Without a doubt, every word was worth thousands of gold, making him deaf and dumb.
At the same time, it also made him start to suspect this youth in front of him, this Crown Prince who was completely unremarkable in the past.
Zhu Zhanyi smiled and said to Haitang, who was carrying a plate of fruit offerings," Haitang, bring the seed over."
"Alright, Young Master."
Haitang took out two small bags of seeds and placed them on the table.
Zhu Zhanxin returned to the table and opened it.
"Grandmaster, do you recognize this item? Since Grandmaster is unwilling to leave the mountain, then help me with a small favor.”
"Seeds of wheat and rice?" Yao Guangxiao naturally recognized it, but in the next moment, he suddenly frowned and picked it up.
"Why is this seed so big? It doesn't look like the grains of rice and wheat in the Central Plains. Strange, I've never seen such large grains of seeds, not even in the ancient books!”
Yao Guangxiao sniffed again and said," The seeds are fresh, and the taste is clear. It doesn't look like those autumn grains of poor quality. Strange, are there really such big grains? Imperial grandson, what is the meaning behind these two bags of seeds?”
Zhu Zhan Xin was not in a hurry to answer Yao Guangxiao's questions.
Instead, he turned to Yao Guangxiao and asked,"Master, how much grain does our Ming Dynasty produce per mu?"”
"Is supervising the country testing This Penniless Monk?"
"I wouldn't dare."
" Hehe, This Penniless Monk has traveled the north and south for many years and has studied many agricultural books. The wheat in the north is harvested once a year, and the yield per mu can reach two to three stones per year. As for the rice in the south, it's better. There are two seasons a year, and the yield per mu can reach three to five stones per mu. Naturally, it's also the best time of the year. The people rely on the heavens for food, and they need the blessings of the heavens.”
Yao Guangxiao said with confidence.
It was as if he even knew about the matters of the farmers 'land. It was enough to prove that he was well-educated.
Zhu Zhan Xin ignored Yao Guangxiao's arrogant behavior and pointed at the two small bags of seeds on the table, saying,"These two bags of seeds are improved wheat and rice seeds that I sent people to find from overseas. The wheat seeds are called improved wheat seeds, and the rice seeds are called hybrid rice. The improved wheat seeds can reach 17 dan per mu per year. As for hybrid water…"
"Wait! Ten, ten, ten…seventeen stones!"
Before Zhu Zhanxin could finish speaking, he was interrupted.
Yao Guangxiao was so shocked that he jumped up and stuttered.
He was tongue-tied and dumbfounded as if he had heard a fantasy.
Especially when he looked at Zhu Zhanyi, his eyes were filled with suspicion!
- Completely unbelievable.
Zhu Zhan knew that it was hard to believe.
"You really like to joke around, Supervisor. Haha, let's drink some tea.”
Yao Guangxiao shook his head and picked up his teacup. He needed some water to calm down.
However, to Zhu Zhanyan, this was just one of the great feats of Huaxia in the future.
There were also many things that were probably like heavenly books to Yao Guangxiao.
Zhu Zhanxin did not want to explain further. He continued to point at the hybrid rice and said,"This, two seasons a year, ten and fifteen stones per mu!”
"Puff!"
Yao Guangxiao spat out a mouthful of tea.
He looked at the country supervisor Zhu Zhanxin in a daze.
After a while, Yao Guangxiao could not hide the surprise in his eyes."Supervisor, are you really not joking?”
"Do you think I'm joking?”
Zhu Zhanxin took the handkerchief Haitang handed him and wiped his face.
"Swear it!"
Yao Guangxiao instantly lost his composure.
He was like an excited old man who had forgotten his identity and that he was an expert beyond the world.
He grabbed Zhu Zhan Xin's hand tightly and grabbed the handful of seeds on the table. He stared at Zhu Zhan Xin.
Zhu Zhanxin smiled and prepared to swear.
Unexpectedly, Yao Guangxiao let go of him and sat back on the stone table. He looked at the two bags of seeds on the table and the one in his hand, thinking about something quietly.
All of this gave him too much shock!
He couldn't even believe it.
However, Zhu Zhan Xin would definitely not play with him.
The setting sun was about to set, and the ancient temple in the mountain was quiet.
"You want me to secretly plant a batch of these grains, right?" Yao Guangxiao stood up and asked.”
"Grandmaster is truly extremely intelligent."
"Supervisor, do you know what it means if these seeds are really as you said?”
"I know that for thousands of years, the people of China, even during the prosperous Han and Tang Dynasties and the prosperous Song Dynasties, could only put more rice in their porridge. This era will never return, and the population growth that will follow will make our Ming Dynasty flourish.”
"Supervisor, forgive me for being skeptical until now.”
Zhu Zhanmo said indifferently," Just maintain your half of trust. You'll understand when you try the rice in this season. You won't doubt the improved wheat when the rice comes out."”
"Good! This Penniless Monk planted it."
"Thank you, Master."
Zhu Zhanmo was about to leave.
Unexpectedly, Yao Guangxiao suddenly called out to Zhu Zhanhao,""Imperial grandson, wait!"
"Eh? Grandmaster, what's the matter?"
Yao Guangxiao walked out of the stone table and sized up Zhu Zhanxin for a while. He said thoughtfully,""Dragon and Tiger Steps, True Qi Concealing, Hidden Force…Imperial grandson must also be a martial artist!”
Surprise appeared in Zhu Zhanxin's eyes.
He did not expect that Yao Guangxiao would see through his martial arts.
Yao Guangxiao looked eager and said,"Imperial grandson, let's exchange a few moves!"
Because he had been forced back by Shangguan Haitang's sword.
Yao Guangxiao had always been unconvinced.
His martial arts skills were top-notch in the martial arts world.
However, he was frightened by an unknown little girl's sword.
How embarrassing!
Now, he wanted to get some face from this little girl's master, Zhu Zhanxin.
According to Yao Guangxiao, Zhu Zhanyu's martial arts must have been taught by Shangguan Haitang.
If the master couldn't beat him, he could bully his disciple.
Zhu Zhan Xin smiled and closed his folding fan. He raised his hand and said,"Grandmaster, please."
"Alright, you really dare? Brat, This Penniless Monk won't let you win! Take this."
Yao Guangxiao stepped forward and attacked Zhu Zhan.
His internal strength was contained in his fist, and he created a wave with one hand.
Zhu Zhanxin even glanced at Shangguan and found that she was standing very calmly at the side.
It seemed that this girl had long seen through his martial arts.
He just didn't say or ask.
After Yao Guangxiao made his move, he frowned because he realized that Zhu Zhan Xin did not even dodge. He even looked at his punch as if nothing had happened.
Although his punch did not have all of its power, it still had three levels.
Why wasn't this kid afraid?
Just as Yao Guangxiao's fist was about to land on Zhu Zhanxin's chest.
Zhu Zhanxin's expression changed. Suddenly, his body burst out with vast internal strength.
It made the clothes on his body flutter!
Yao Guangxiao was shocked!
Not good!
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