Daily Life In Qin Dynasty

Seeing the dazed look of the ceremony, Heiyu behind him silently lowered his eyes.

He knew that this person was almost there.

My elders have always liked to use this trick, but this trick is quite easy to use.

I think back then, Yao Gui and Jian Jiuyuan...were all tricked, ahem, persuaded by Mo Jun.

"Man, give me three donkey meats to burn."

While the ceremony was being dazzled, Mo Jun had sneaked up to a small stall and opened his mouth to speak to the vendor.

"okay!"

The snack vendor immediately had a smile on his face and started chopping with a kitchen knife. After a while, three portions of freshly baked donkey meat were wrapped in a few dried lotus leaves and delivered to Mr. Mo.

After Mo Jun paid the money, he turned around and walked to Heiyu and Dianqing, each of them handed over a piece of donkey meat and burned it.

"Have a try. Hanzhong's food has developed quite well in recent years. The vendors who can now gain a foothold in the downtown area all have two skills."

Kuroyu took it naturally, and Dianqing was stunned for a moment, but after seeing Kuroyu's actions, he hesitated and took the donkey meat wrapped in lotus leaves and burned it.

Open the lotus leaf.

Jianqing took a look and found that it was a kind of food he had never seen before.

The palm-sized pancake was filled with a mixture of donkey meat and some wild vegetables. Jianqing tried to take a bite and found that the taste was unexpectedly good. The meat was tender and had no peculiar smell.

The only flaw.

Maybe the donkey meat is a little salty.

However, for the ceremony and the vast majority of ordinary people, this is obviously not a flaw, and can even be said to be an advantage.

After all, in the former Wei State, salt was a very precious seasoning.

The roasted donkey meat is not small, but compared to the size of the ceremony, it is not that big.

In just two mouthfuls, a whole piece of fire was eaten by Jianqing.

"Let's go! Let me take you to the front."

Mo Jun weaved through the crowd and continued walking forward.

Just as Dianqing was about to take a step to catch up, he suddenly heard a burst of noise. Looking around, he found that the noise came from the stall where Mo Jun bought donkey meat and burned it.

"Oh~ Donkey Laoqi, after all these years, why is your donkey meat still so salty? Now that our life in Hanzhong has gotten better, who still likes to eat such leisurely food! Our youngest son I’ve said it, what do you need to do in business now? By the way, you have to keep pace with the times!”

"Hey, sir, I'm really sorry. I worked too late yesterday and accidentally added too much salt. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

The noise between the two attracted the attention of many passers-by, but most people just smiled. Occasionally, two people stood aside and watched the fun, but no one paid much attention to it.

In such a busy city, noise is common.

After all, that's how business is done, only when there's noise and fuss can it be lively.

As long as there is no fight, even if the patrol passes by, they will not take a second look.

Even if a fight breaks out, as long as they don't damage other people's property, the patrol might have to wait until the other person has finished fighting and see enough excitement before arresting the person and then criticizing and fining them.

The ceremony took a second look.

Because what the man said made him feel a little interesting. There are ordinary people who despise too much salt. In his opinion, this is completely a trouble for happiness.

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Follow Mo Jun and continue walking forward.

After passing through the downtown area, the number of pedestrians on the road began to decrease, but not too much.

Even when you first look at the ceremony, the most deserted part of the street has a flow of people that can be compared with the busiest street in Daliang, the capital of Wei.

And besides people.

The most eye-catching place outside the downtown area is undoubtedly the tall buildings.

Look around.

The height of any building in this area can be compared with the city walls on the battlefield.

This is the scene that happened before the ceremony when I was blind and couldn’t hear with my ears.

Nowadays, most of the memories of the ceremony for the outside world are still more than ten years ago. In just ten years, the world has suddenly undergone such drastic changes. For him, this is no longer a shock, but a magic.

In comparison.

On the contrary, the giant gears built outside some factories have a steampunk-like style, which is more acceptable for celebrations.

After all, he had seen the Gongshu family's mechanism skills more than once on the battlefield more than ten years ago.

The roads in Shengping City are very neat.

The roads, all paved with cement and asphalt, give people a sense of comfort at first glance, as if their obsessive-compulsive disorder is satisfied.

Dianqing followed Mo Jun and looked left and right. He felt that everything here would still surprise and surprise him even if he hadn't been blind all these years.

Walk all the way to the edge suburbs of Shengping City.

After arriving here, Jianqing was stunned for a moment.

The scenery outside the city is not so strange, because looking out from Shengping City, the only sights that can be seen are endless farmland, giant waterwheels standing in the farmland, and mountains in the distance.

However, for the ceremony, this scene was the one that shocked and excited him the most.

Don't look at Dianqing as a martial arts master.

But in essence, he is still an out-and-out farmer, and because the festival has experienced many famines, he may be more aware of the preciousness of food than ordinary people.

It's early summer now.

The originally emerald green seedlings have now begun to grow light yellow rice ears.

[The third generation improved rice seed] has bigger fruits, and the rice stalks are thicker and denser. From the perspective of the ceremony, the vast plain in front of you is full of grains. When the early summer wind blows, , a large area of ​​yellow-green waves immediately appeared on the plain.

There is no doubt about it.

This year will be a good harvest.

As long as there is a field on this plain, even if it is only three or four acres, the harvested food will be enough to ensure that no one in the family will starve to death for a year.

Jianqing walked to the nearest farm field and reached out to touch the ears of rice on a rice stalk.

His movements were very gentle, for fear of damaging even a single fruit on the rice ear.

"This is [the third generation improved rice seed]. As long as this kind of rice is well cared for, one acre of ordinary fertile land can harvest about six dan of grain in one season. If it is fertile land, the current record of harvesting one acre of land is ten dan. food."

Mo Jun also jumped down from the field ridge, reached out and plucked the rice stalks in the field. After observing for a few times, he clapped his hands and explained.

Grain seed improvement becomes more difficult as time goes by.

In Mo Jun's initial estimation, the [Second Generation Improved Rice Seed] should achieve such a yield, but the yield of the [Second Generation Improved Rice Seed] was only less than five dan.

It wasn't until the third generation that he could reach six stones.

To be honest, Mr. Mo was not too satisfied with this result, but for the ceremony, such an output was already an incredible miracle.

"You mean... this kind of rice can harvest six kilos of grain from one acre of rice?"

Dianqing suddenly turned his head. This was the first time so far that Mr. Mo had seen such a big mood swing on the face of this "boring donkey".

Although he had known that the grain yield per acre of land would not be low when he saw the intensity of rice planting in this farmland before, he never expected that it would be so high.

Before the fall of Wei State.

Dianqing had heard rumors that Lord Mo had improved Qin's rice seeds, doubling Qin's grain yield per acre.

At that time, he even thought it was just a rumor. It was not until the battle between the Qin State and the Zhao Wei coalition forces that they showed their terrifying logistical power that Dianqing learned that the rumors about the "Shengping Lord" were actually true.

But at that time, he thought that this "Shengping Lord" was scary enough.

But I never expected it.

The yield of grains that have already reached such a high level can actually be increased again.

Dianqing subconsciously looked at Mo Jun. When his eyes had just recovered, Dianqing was already shocked by Mo Jun's youth.

But it wasn't until now that he truly felt how terrifying Lord Mo was.

No wonder it was so easy for the Qin State to overthrow the Wei State. Apart from anything else, Wei State could not resist with such terrible grains alone.

“We can only do this for the time being, but when the [fourth-generation improved rice seeds] are released, we should be able to increase the yield a little more on this basis.”

Now that we have reached this point, Mo Jun doesn't mind shocking Dianqing a little more.

Sure enough, after Mo Jun finished these words, Dianqing was obviously shocked to the point of numbness.

He held the rice ears in his hands and didn't speak for a long time, and he didn't know what he thought of.

After a while.

Then I heard him say: "Wei State, do you also grow this kind of grain now?"

Mo Jun thought deeply: "Not yet, but it will be soon. Because this [third generation improved rice seed] is still in the breeding stage, it is only popular in Qin State for the time being. When the grain seeds are enough, it will be popularized in the other six countries." country."

"Most of the remaining six countries now plant [second-generation improved grain seeds]. The average yield of this kind of grain is more than four dan per mu, close to five dan."

Dianqing was stunned when he heard this, then nodded dullly and said: "That's not bad. If the Wei State could have such grains back then, maybe many people wouldn't have to die..."

"Hey! Those kids over there, what are you doing? Go, go, play somewhere else. The food in this field is not something that will bring trouble to you."

Just as the ceremony was about to begin, suddenly, a scolding came from the distance.

The three of them turned to look.

I saw an old farmer wearing coarse clothes, with a patch on his sleeve, but with plenty of materials, striding over with a hoe on his back.

The old farmer originally wanted to reprimand everyone, but when he got closer and saw Chongqing's physique clearly, he was frightened.

"You, you, you...where did you come from? I'm warning you! This is Hanzhong, and what you are destroying now is the "new grain" that Mr. Shengpingjun issued last year. If you destroy these grains, you will I can’t bear it.”

Probably because Hanzhong has been popularizing cultural education in recent years, an ordinary old farmer has learned to make a coat out of tiger skin.

Mo Jun smiled.

It feels a bit weird to have your tiger skin ripped off by others in front of you.

"Fellow fellow..."

Mo Jun stepped forward and was about to say something.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard Dianqing say: "Are you from Wei?"

The old farmer was stunned when he heard this and said, "How do you know?"

Dianqing said: "I am also from Wei."

This sentence was spoken in Wei Guoyu during the ceremony. Hearing the familiar words, the old farmer immediately expressed surprise: "Huh? You used to be from Wei Guo! Fellow fellow!"

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