"Sweet potato?" Ma Yilong, who was nibbling on a stick in the pavilion, thought for a moment and said, "I've never heard of this. From the name, does it have the same origin as corn?"
"That's right." Zhao Hao nodded and said with a smile: "These two crops, as well as potatoes, tomatoes, peppers, pumpkins, sunflowers, tobacco etc., were all brought by the Westerners from the Americas."
"So many?" Ma Yilong couldn't help but be fascinated when Mr. Zhao introduced these rich and colorful exotic crops one by one. He was like a newbie in a party, and his whole body softened when he heard the name of Qinhuai Eight Beauties.
"Let's just talk about these sweet potatoes. They are sweet and glutinous, delicious and filling. They can be eaten as a staple food when steamed." Zhao Hao felt a lot more confident when he mentioned this. "It also doesn't care about the land. The top field yields ten thousand catties per mu, the middle field yields seven to eight thousand catties per mu, and the worst field yields four to five thousand catties per mu!"
"Cough cough cough" Ma Yilong almost stuck the corn stick into his throat. His eyes widened and he said: "Is there such a divine creature in the world? Then the people will no longer have to go hungry?"
"Who says it's not?" Zhao Hao nodded and continued to boast: "There are also potatoes. The yield per mu is at least two thousand kilograms, and they can also be used as a staple food!"
The so-called "Kangxi and Qianlong Dynasties" in later generations were actually supported by these three brothers, so they were also called the "Sweet Potato Dynasties that eat chaff and diarrhea", completely dispelling the millennium of Europeans' admiration for Chinese civilization.
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"Okay!" Ma Yilong was finally convinced by Zhao Hao, and he slammed the table excitedly and said, "Bring the sweet potatoes and potatoes, I'll go to Kunshan with you!"
"Is this" Mr. Zhao said slightly embarrassed: "I have eaten and seen these two things, but I have never grown them"
"Why?" Ma Yilong was stunned.
"Because the red-haired ghost is too cunning, he hid the delicious and high-yielding sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes as if they were treasures and did not allow them to be spread around. He only paid tribute to the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, the best-selling corn, but the yield was not enough." Zhao Hao sighed.
"Then where did you see it?" Ma Yilong asked: "Hao Jing'ao?"
Zhao Hao likes this kind of brainstorming expert, and immediately nodded and said: "Yes, it's Hao Jing'ao."
He started talking nonsense on the spot and made up a fantasy trip to Macau based on the historical data in his mind. Ma Yilong and his students were dumbfounded.
Zhao Hao told Ma Yilong that the Francons had all the crops he mentioned, but they were very protective of themselves and refused to leak the seeds.
But I have already thought of a way. I believe that within a few years, I will be able to get all the seeds for Mr. Meng He to plant.
He also told Ma Yilong that the out-of-season vegetables on the table were grown after he mastered the method of making Western glass and built a glass greenhouse on Xishan Island.
Zhao Hao emphasized again how the Thai people kept the glass production process secret.
" Subtly, Ma Yilong felt that Mr. Zhao could handle such a highly confidential and complex craft as glass. Getting something as simple as seeds, which cannot really be kept secret, is certainly not a problem.
But what Lao Ma doesn¡¯t know is that there are no seeds for these crops in Macau. They were brought to Luzon by the Spaniards, and then introduced to China one after another during the Wanli period
But it¡¯s true that the Spaniards take these things very seriously. Especially sweet potatoes, anyone who dares to take them out of the country will be beheaded. It was an overseas Chinese named Chen Zhenlong who twisted the sweet potato vine into an absorbent rope and then smuggled it back to the Ming Dynasty and dedicated it to Jin Xuezeng, the governor of Fujian at the time.
Of course, this happened more than 20 years later, and Xiao Jin is still the county magistrate on Chongming Island. The Spaniards have just arrived in Luzon and have not yet established a foothold
But this didn¡¯t affect Zhao Hao from drawing cakes for Ma Yilong, and finally persuaded the old man to give him a few years.
However, Ma Yilong¡¯s idea is that he still lives in Liyang to open an academy, and only goes to Kunshan for a few months every year to provide guidance.
Zhao Hao pretended not to understand and asked Secretary Ma to take out a map and introduce to Ma Yilong how Kunkaisi's 600,000-acre farm planned and produced.
"This is still the first phase!" Mr. Zhao pointed to the country and said energetically: "There are still one million acres in Pudong and one million acres in Chongming. These lands must be developed using the same method!"
After finishing speaking, he sighed and said: "But the biggest problem now is that the level of field directors and agricultural technicians is low and the number is small. Not only can they not master the technology of two-crop rice, but they also have insufficient mastery of various agricultural technologies!"
"How can that be done?" Ma Yilong became anxious upon hearing this. It broke his heart to hear that so much land was going to waste. Blushing his neck, he said to Zhao Hao: "Did you know? If you take good care of this place, you will get twice the result with half the effort. If you don't take good care of it, you will get twice the result with half the effort. The output can be several times higher!"
 "So exaggerated?" Zhao Hao asked in shock, "How much can one acre of land produce if Mr. Meng He is in charge?"
"That depends on the people's cooperation" Ma Yilong sighed. His prestige in Liyang was already high enough, but the people's scattered family production model and limited acceptance meant that he could not directly command them to act in a unified manner, and could only provide guidance. How much you can listen to depends entirely on the farmer's personal understanding.
In this way, he can increase Liyang¡¯s annual output by one stone per mu of land! In the eyes of others, this is already a miracle. But Ma Yilong was very dissatisfied.
Because the average annual output of the several hundred acres of land he owns is eight shi, which is two shi higher than that of the county. This is still the result of many students not being obedient or always being lazy.
The land that Ma Yilong personally serves has an annual output of more than ten stones. Proud disciples such as Shi Jizhi can also reach nine stones.
He has a strong desire to see if strict management can be adopted to replicate the high productivity of the School of Business.
If you can¡¯t, what you pursue is meaningless.
On the contrary, you will die without regrets.
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So when Ma Yilong listened to the management structure and reward and punishment system of Zhao Hao Farm, he couldn't sit still.
Go to Kunshan! That is your best testing ground!
"I don't dare to say that there are too many. I dare to say three stones for early rice and four stones for late rice." Ma Yilong said firmly.
"That year was seven stones" Mr. Zhao was so shocked that he dropped his chopsticks on the table.
If 600,000 acres of land are planted with two-crop rice, 4.2 million shi can be harvested in one year!
Of course, half of the land must be planted with mulberry trees and cotton because the profit from these two cash crops is twice that of growing grain.
At the beginning, Zhao Hao had no intention of making a profit from growing grain. He was counting on the profits from mulberry and cotton.
¡°But Ma Yilong¡¯s guarantee allows him to make a fortune just by growing grain Bah, no, I¡¯m not here to make a fortune.
"It's just." But this Shennong's worries were really more than ordinary. He looked at his academy and the students who were carrying hoes and preparing to go to the fields. Some of them were confused: "What should I do as students?"
"Of course we went together!" Mr. Zhao had the idea of ????packing it up and taking it away, and laughed: "Move the Wushu Academy to Kunshan, let's expand the scale and train agricultural technicians batch by batch! Also! We can continue to send them back to Liyang to guide farmers out of poverty."
"In addition to guiding agriculture, Mr. Meng He can also use the power of the research center to conduct agricultural research. If agricultural research has results, it will be tested in Jiangnan Company first. If successful, it can be promoted in Jiangnan and even the entire Ming Dynasty! Isn't this Meng He's agricultural research center? Mr. He¡¯s ideal?¡±
"Yes." Ma Yilong finally had nothing to say and nodded: "That's it."
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