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Chapter 926 Corn

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    Before establishing Kunkaisi, Zhao Hao had made up his mind to invite this agricultural master to come out and protect Kunshan like Pan Jixun.

    "It's a pity that Ma Yilong is not as easy to fool as Lao Pan. Zhao Hao himself wrote a letter without asking for help. He asked Alliance Leader Wang to write a letter, but still without asking for help.  He had no choice but to come and invite him in person.

    Speaking of which, this is the first time that Mr. Zhao has visited the thatched cottage in person. Previously, such great figures as Wan Mi Zhai, Li Shizhen, Li Lunming and Pan Jixun had not received such treatment.

    However, Ma Yilong didn't feel flattered at all, and said with a non-negotiable expression: "It's useless for you to come in person, I won't go with you. There's no reason to leave Liyang's crops alone and go to Kunshan's.  Land, can it be said that your land in Kunshan can grow gold?"

    "Of course gold can't grow, it may grow rare things." Zhao Hao waved, and several guards came forward with two baskets each, the baskets were covered with red cloth, as if they were gifts to him.

    "No reward for no merit." Ma Yilong refused at first.  "Even if you bring gold and silver here, I won't go to Kunshan."

    "Haha, don't speak too soon." Mr. Zhao waved his hand, and the guards peeled off the red cloth piece by piece.

    Amidst the exclamations of the disciples of the Wushu Academy, Ma Yilong saw that there was no gold or silver in the basket.

    But green cucumbers, white lotus roots, purple grapes, golden cantaloupes, big green watermelons

    Before getting off the boat, Zhao Hao also specially ordered the water to be sprinkled, so that the fresh fruits and vegetables of all colors looked even more tender and attractive.

    Although the south of the Yangtze River is evergreen all year round, nothing grows in the ground in winter.  The students were shocked to see these fruits and vegetables that should not appear in this season.

    Many people secretly swallowed their saliva. If they could gnaw on a cucumber or eat a slice of watermelon during this season, they would be able to enjoy it for a lifetime.

    Ma Yilong was not as ignorant as his disciples. Looking at these out-of-season fruits and vegetables, he asked tentatively: "Is this grown in the fire room?"

    As he spoke, he shook his head and said: "No, most vegetables like the sun. You can only grow some leeks, yellow sprouts and the like in the fire room."

    Ma Yilong picked up a green cucumber, took a bite and said, "Cucumbers can't grow without sunlight. Well, it's quite sweet"

    Zhao Haoxin said that it is irrigated by mountain springs and provided with sufficient fertilizers from farmers, so of course it will be sweet.

    But it seems that it hasn¡¯t been washed yet

    "How did you grow it?" Ma Yilong couldn't help but asked curiously as he ate with relish.

    "You will know when you go to Kunshan." Zhao Hao said with a smile: "Come to my place and I will build you a ten-acre greenhouse so that you can grow whatever you want all year round, okay?"

    "Okay" Ma Yilong was overjoyed and almost agreed.  Then he shook his head with difficulty and said, "I won't go."

    "Why?" Zhao Hao asked in disbelief.

    "Only the rich can enjoy your out-of-season vegetables." Ma Yilong said sternly: "I study farming to solve the people's food problem. If I go to build a greenhouse with you, aren't I on the wrong track?"

    "Then Mr. Meng He should go to Kunshan!" Zhao Hao laughed and waved again.

    The guard then carried another basket, still covered with red cloth.

    "Look what this is?" Zhao Hao looked at the other party with encouraging eyes.

    Ma Yilong opened the red cloth and saw that the basket was filled with golden sticks.

    The students gathered around curiously, and they were all very curious about the golden sticks arranged neatly.

    "What the hell is this? Is it so good-looking?"

    "Can you eat it?"

    "I'm disgusted by it. It's so hard that it makes my teeth fall out." Obviously, no one knows this thing.

    "This is the corn I told you about." Mashan Chang said its name.

    "Yes." Now it was Mr. Zhao's turn to be surprised. He didn't expect that Ma Yilong knew everything.  Immediately he suddenly asked, "Mr. Meng He, have you ever eaten in Beijing?"

    "No." Ma Yilong shook his head and said, "The late emperor rewarded Zhang Taiyue with some. He said that they were tributes from Fo Langji in the early years. They were only planted in the Jia and Vegetable Department of Shanglin Garden. They were called 'Yumai' and also called maize.  Zhang Taiyue gave me some as a gift and asked me to try planting them, but unfortunately they were rained on the road and became moldy, unable to germinate."

    "Then why didn't Mr. Meng He ask him for a copy again?" Zhao Hao asked strangely.

    "Most of the things in the palace are flashy and not for the common people." Ma Yilong criticized: "I have no interest."

    "Hahaha, Mr. Meng He is so wrong!" Zhao Hao laughed loudly and said: "This thing comes from the royal family, it is what I asked for from Her Royal Highness the Princess."But it is by no means flashy.  Maybe instead of calling it 'maize' or 'maize', we call it 'corn', or corn, or cob, which would sound more friendly to the people.  "

    "It doesn't matter what you call it." Ma Yilong was not worried, because Zhao Hao's understanding of agriculture and agricultural products had already impressed him.  Then he asked humbly: "Master Zhao said that this thing is not flashy, but I don't know what its advantages are?"

    "I'm so tired standing and talking." Mr. Zhao supported his waist.

    "Go and move a chair."

    "My throat is so dry" Zhao Hao coughed again.

    "Tea!"

    "It's already noon." Zhao Hao is quite thick-skinned.

    "Invite from the academy." Ma Yilong finally realized that he was not very polite in treating guests.

    ??~~

    We had lunch in the Wushu Academy.

    The academy is built against the mountain. It is spacious and full of farm style. There are various fruit trees, mulberry and hemp planted everywhere, and there is also a fish pond with ducks and geese.

    Shi Jizhi, who was half a teacher in the academy, arranged the guests in a large pavilion made of bamboo and straw beside the fish pond.

    At this time, the winter jasmine and forsythia are in full bloom, and the snow-white pear blossoms are also blooming.  The warm spring breeze blows by, reminding people that a season called "spring" has quietly arrived.

    For lunch, we used the vegetables brought by Zhao Hao to stir-fry an expensive vegetarian banquet. We also specially steamed some corn sticks and asked Ma Yilong to inspect the goods.

    While waiting for the corn to come out of the pot, Zhao Hao introduced to him in detail the characteristics of corn's resistance to cold, drought and barrenness, as well as its good environmental adaptability.

    "It can be used as a staple food to feed the people. The yield per mu is nearly twice that of wheat. But the biggest advantage is that it can be grown anywhere and does not compete with wheat for land." Zhao Hao boasted vigorously: "And it can also replace rice and wheat for brewing.  . Corn stalks can also be used as feed, so they are full of treasures.¡±

    At this time, the servant brought hot corn on the cob.

    Ma Yilong picked up a piece of hot corn and blew on it, couldn't wait to take a bite, then closed his eyes and chewed carefully.

    "It's sweet and quite fragrant." After a while, he opened his eyes and said, "But I can't afford to eat like this."  "

    "It can be ground into cornmeal and made into steamed buns, steamed buns, or pancakes." Zhao Hao actually had someone grind cornmeal, but he had a throat attack after eating it, so he had to mix it with white flour to make it delicious.

    Now we are trying our best to lure Ma Yilong to Kunshan. Of course we cannot expose our shortcomings.

    Steamed corn on the cob tastes much better

    "So, you can try to grow this thing." Obviously, the yield of corn that has not been improved through seed selection cannot shock Ma Yilong.

    But it doesn¡¯t matter, Zhao Hao still has a trump card.

    He then asked mysteriously: "Have you ever heard of Amwayoh no, sweet potato?"

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