The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 714: The joy of harvest

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In any case, Fu Xiaoguan's words made Zhuo Donglai and the ten people completely return to their hearts.

They looked forward to the young prince being able to ascend the throne as emperor as soon as possible and lead them to the top of the mountain to see all the mountains.

This is hope.

Fu Xiaoguan planted a seed of hope in their hearts. As for whether this seed could bear fruit in the end, Fu Xiaoguan did not think so far into the future.

The Industrial Revolution was not that simple.

Xishan Research Institute’s research on steam engines is currently progressing slowly. According to Qin Chengye’s letter, due to material constraints, the cylinders, gears and transmission rods of the steam engine cannot meet the requirements stated by Fu Xiaoguan.

Nowadays, Zhou Zuoren, the only blacksmith who knows how to make steel, was lured away to the Wu Dynasty by Fu Xiaoguan. Of course, this was done deliberately by Fu Xiaoguan.

Xishan Research Institute was unable to build a complete steam engine. This was done intentionally by Fu Xiaoguan.

But the Wuchao Research Institute can.

The first industrial revolution could only start from the Wu Dynasty.

This was the plan he had made after Yan Beixi had a heart-to-heart chat with him a few months ago.

After Zhou Zuoren established a steelmaking workshop in the Wu Dynasty, produced fully qualified steel, and experimented with alloy metals, Fu Xiaoguan would bring the complete steam engine drawings to the Wu Dynasty.

At that time, the real first industrial revolution began.

With steam engines, if applied to workshops, productivity can be greatly improved. If applied to infrastructure, tracks can be laid and trains made. If applied to the military, brand new battleships can be built!

Fu Xiaoguan didn't tell anyone about all this, not even Fatty.

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There is no moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but there is still a light drizzle, which makes people suddenly feel that the autumn atmosphere is getting thicker and a little cooler.

But in Shuiyun Tower, cups and glasses were being pushed at the moment, and Fu Xiaoguan and others were drinking happily.

Tonight he entertained many people.

Among them were many officials from Wofeng City, Zhuo Donglai and his group of ten people, and more than ten merchants from Wofeng City.

Zhang Wenhui and others from Xiangtai Building were naturally invited. As the business representative of Wofeng City, Zhang Wenhui was extremely honored to sit at the same table as Fu Xiaoguan.

At this moment, Ning Yuchun stood up with a wine glass in hand, and the huge hall became quiet at this moment.

His face was glowing red at the moment and he couldn't help himself.

"Everyone, I am here to announce good news to you!"

As soon as he said these words, all the eyes of the people in the hall fell on him.

"Yesterday, the rice harvest in Xiushui County began, and the yield of the first acre of field has been reported to the state capital."

The young men such as Zhongjitang and Wang Chaofeng who were sitting at one of the seats were immediately delighted. They had made a bet on the rice production in Xiushui County, and the bet amounted to five thousand taels of silver!

Zhang Qiyue even glanced at their table. As a witness, she showed a bright smile.

Zhongjitang bet that the yield per mu will reach 700 kilograms, but Wang Chaofeng, Sima Tao and Yu Xingjian bet that it is impossible to achieve such a high yield.

So, who will win?

Ning Yuchun paused for five breaths and said: "Fu Sandai's rice seeds, the yield per mu in Xiushui County is... seven hundred and sixty kilograms!"

As soon as this number came out, the whole room was shocked!

Zhongjitang suddenly jumped up and laughed, "I won, I won! I knew the seeds Ding Anbo made were definitely different! Hahahaha... give me the money!"

But Zhang Wenhui and others opened their mouths and took a breath——

When they greeted Fu Xiaoguan at the west gate of Wofeng City, they heard Ning Yuchun say that at that time, they thought that the magistrate did not understand farming at all and was just being boastful.

But now when I heard it, I realized that the rice yield was really higher than all of them expected——

This is more than double the previous rice yield per mu in Wofengyuan!

Wofengyuan has been planting rice for thousands of years, and the yield per mu has never reached 400 kilograms at any time. But when Ding Amber came, the seeds planted by Fu Sandai actually broke the thousand-year record!

This is undoubtedly great news. They all thought that this should be an output that could no longer be matched, but then Ning Yuchun spoke again:

"The seeds of Fu's third generation were cultivated in Jiangbei, and the new seeds of Fu's fourth generation will be cultivated in Xiushui County. The seeds of Fu's fourth generation will be more able to adapt to the soil and environment of this Wofengyuan, so when Fu's fourth generation After successfully cultivating the new generation of seeds, the yield of Wofengyuan rice per mu can easily exceed 800 kilograms, and it is very possible to even reach the yield of 1,000 kilograms per mu. ”

"Wow...!"

The whole hall was in an uproar instantly!

One thousand catties per mu... What kind of concept is this?

Isn’t it true that one acre of land is equivalent to the yield of three acres of land in the past?

Wouldn’t the rice production in Wofengyuan be more than twice as high as before?

The eyes of the two grain merchants here were green. They looked at each other, swallowed, and their minds were spinning rapidly - even if the yield per mu is 700 kilograms, the rice yield in Wofengyuan is already Doubled!

Then the price of food in Wofengyuan will inevitably drop, but the rest of the Yu Dynasty needs this food.

If it were shipped out from Wofengyuan...the profit would be half as much as before!

And Zhuo and his party and the other ten young men were even more shocked!

The maximum yield of rice in the eight states of Southern Cang during the Wu Dynasty was only three hundred kilograms per mu. If this kind of rice were grown in the eight states of Southern Cang... wouldn't the granary of the Wu Dynasty be even more abundant!

While everyone was having their own thoughts, Ning Yuchun raised his cup and said with great emotion:

"Everyone here probably doesn't know how much effort Ding'anbo spent cultivating the seeds of this rice!"

"For thousands of years, rice production has never reached such a high level! All of this is due to Ding'anbo! I can say this, without Ding'anbo, there would be no harvest today!"

The audience burst into thunderous applause, and everyone looked at Fu Xiaoguan, their gazes becoming increasingly hot.

Ning Yuchun pressed her hands softly, and when the applause gradually died down, she continued: "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, I would like to lend you Amber's glass of wine. On behalf of the people of the entire Wau Prefecture, I would like to offer Amber a glass of wine to express my sincerity. Thanks! ”

"Okay...!"

The applause started again, and Fu Xiaoguan stood up with a cup in hand. He glared at Ning Yuchun, "Pretentious!"

Ning Yuchun said with great sincerity: "If you had said that I was hypocritical in the past, I would not have defended myself, but today...I really thank you!..."

"Everyone, everyone knows what Ding Anbo is capable of. Otherwise," Ning Yuchun glanced at everyone present, "Ding Anbo and I drank this glass of wine. Please Ding Anbo come for us." How about a poem?"

"Wow...!"

"Okay!"

"Ding Anbo is going to compose a poem?"

"He is the best scholar in the world!"

"My God, what kind of poem would he make?"