The Three Kingdoms are fighting for hegemony, but you gather together in Liangshan?

Several commanders and prisoners took it upon themselves to see how much output an acre of land could produce.

Each person was assigned a ridge of land and began to work hard.

With everyone working together, it didn't take long to pull out all the green seedlings in an acre of land.

Sweet potatoes gathered together to form a small pile that shocked everyone's attention

"Too many, too many!"

Cao Cao rambled on and couldn't stop.

He knew the significance of the various functions of food, both for the court and the people.

Guo Jiaxun and You's eyes flashed with fiery gazes.

Liu Bei stayed where he was, staring blankly. Looking at that pile of sweet potatoes, he was really speechless.

Why are all the good things in the world in Liangshan?

"besides. Liu Ang pointed at the fields and said

"If you rummage in the soil, you can find a lot"

"The yield of sweet potatoes is more than this"

"this point? Taishi Ci grunted and swallowed.

No one present could compare to him, a big man from Qingzhou, who was obsessed with farming.

Everyone acted quickly. According to Liu Ang's words, they leaned down and rummaged in the soil with both hands.

"Sure enough there is!

Gan Ning exclaimed:"And there are quite a few!""

Everyone was once again in a hurry.

They wanted to dig deep and dig deep to avoid missing any sweet potatoes.

Finally, after flipping over 600 and flipping over the intersecting areas, everyone reluctantly admitted that there was indeed one sweet potato. None.

Xu Shu, Guo Jia and Xun You volunteered and led others to weigh and count.

"Brother, the yield per mu has been calculated."

Xu Shu ran back holding the bamboo slips.

Oh!

The eyes of the commander and the prisoners fell on him. They held their breath and waited for the final result.

They dug it out of the ground one by one with their own hands.

In order to witness that they had never There have been miracles

"call!"

Xu Shu took a long breath and said a number in front of everyone's attention,"Six thousand"

"What are you doing? Zhang Feiyuan's eyes widened,"Six thousand?"!"

"Are you right? Is it six hundred?"

Xu Shu raised his voice and shouted on the spot:"That's six thousand!!"

"Not sixty"

"Not six hundred!"

"But six thousand!!"

"The actual yield per mu is six thousand kilograms!!!"

Silence.

Everyone fell into a long period of stagnation.

Cao Cao stared at the six fingers raised on both hands and was speechless for a long time.

Brother Xiahou also stared at Cao Cao's hands in a daze.

Xun You and Guo Jia looked up. God, my heart was beating wildly.

The three brothers Liu Bei looked at the pile of sweet potatoes and were stunned. Taishi Ci took two sweet potatoes and smelled them again and again.

Dian Wei and Yu Jinle breathed in fiercely, as if they wanted to drain all the air out of the space..Gan Ning, Zhou Tai, and Jiang Qin kept raising their hands to wipe away sweat, but the beads of sweat dripping from their foreheads were like waterfalls and could never be wiped away.

"A little less."Liu Ang shook his head

"What?!"Zhang Fei jumped on the spot

"The yield per mu is six thousand kilograms, which is still less?!"

"Listen!"

"Is this what people say?!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Fei instantly received fierce and sharp looks from all around him.

He took two steps back and quickly changed his words:"I mean, why do you Liangshan people talk like this?"

"Are you going to piss us off to death?"

"Thinking of the people in our village, after a year of hard work, one acre of land can produce less than two hundred kilograms of corn."

"However, Liangshan dug the ground and planted it without paying any attention to it."

"But at harvest time, the yield per mu was six thousand"

"For this divine harvest, Village Leader Liu actually found it too little."

"This is not only a comparison of one person to death, but also a comparison of one person to the eighteenth level of hell!"(To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Zhang Fei bowed his hands and begged in a rough voice:"Please Master Liu Village, please give us ordinary people a way to survive!"

"Don't be too little! Cao

Cao frowned and asked,"Master Liu, is the yield of sweet potatoes per acre really... small?" Liu

Ang, who stood with his hands behind his back, replied under the gaze of everyone.

(cebc)"Not even meeting the standards"

"hiss!"There was a sound of gasping.

Everyone didn't know how to describe their mood.

Liu Ang converted in his mind the number of acres and the number of pounds.

He continued:"The normal yield of sweet potatoes should be around 8,000 pounds."

"hiss!!"There was another neat sound of gasping.

"eight thousand……"Cao Cao added two more to the six fingers raised on his hands.

The huge number dazzled him.

Liu Ang continued:"This is just the normal average yield of summer potatoes."

"If sown in spring, the yield will increase by another 2,000 to 4,000 kilograms."

Everyone felt that the air around them was exhausted.

They wanted to exhale, but they felt like it was stuck in their throats and couldn't exhale at all!

Liu Ang gave everyone time to recover, and then continued.

"If you cultivate it carefully, cultivate it intensively, change it to high-yielding varieties, and add chemical fertilizers,"

"The maximum yield of sweet potatoes can exceed 20,000 kilograms per mu"

"Reaching about 22,000."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surroundings were so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

After a short silence, everyone exploded on the spot.

"Twenty-two thousand? ?!!"

There were uniform exclamations, and everyone seemed to have reached an agreement.

They shouted out the exaggerated number in unison.

"One pile, two piles, three piles……"Guo Jia used both hands to indicate the size of the pile of sweet potatoes from a distance.

Imitate and place it to the side

"Twenty-two thousand is five times or nearly six times the current size.……"

"Is this really the amount of food that can be produced from one acre of land?"

Guo Jia looked at Liu Ang. After receiving a nod of confirmation from the other party, he felt like the world was shattering. His previous understanding of food collapsed at this moment.

He could no longer look directly at the corn.

"If we, the Han people, had already had this kind of food, our population would have exceeded tens of millions!"

Others echoed one after another.

"What kind of prosperous age would that be?"Cao Cao was so imaginative.

Liu Bei frowned and said,"Wouldn't the population of Luoyang have to double to two million?"

Guo Jia said excitedly:"The population in Yingchuan, Nanyang and other places has skyrocketed! The number of Confucian scholars is unprecedented!"

"More than that. Liu Ang said calmly:"With enough food, the population can easily exceed one billion.""

"One billion? Cao Cao asked in confusion:"Master Liu, how much is that?""

"Hundreds and thousands. Liu Ang replied.

Everyone looked at each other.

"Ten times more than... than ten million?!"Guo Jia raised ten fingers. He couldn't imagine how many people there were.