Chapter 114 3 years
During a festival, Emperor Anyue informed the people of Anyue that the yield per mu was expected to increase.
It was a risky move.
If Long Jun and others fail to develop rice varieties that can stably increase per-acre yields in a timely manner, I am afraid that the reputation of Emperor Anyue will be greatly affected.
However, the people have been suffering from food shortages for a long time, and they are bound to feel resentful and discouraged.
We really need some good news to rekindle hope.
This matter concerned Zhuge Laodeng a lot.
It returned to Anshan and told Li Yuan about it.
Li Yuan woke up from his meditation state and thought for a moment:
"Find a spiritual herb seedling with mild and nourishing medicinal properties, water it with spiritual energy, and plant it in the experimental field."
"Besides that, bring him some words."
Zhuge Laodeng seemed to be thinking about something, and then he did as Li Yuan said.
The spiritual medicine seedlings will spontaneously attract the gathering of spiritual energy.
If Zhuge Laodeng could guide them intentionally, the growth rate of rice seedlings could be greatly accelerated.
Otherwise, it would probably take a long time for Long Junzhen to observe and study it slowly.
Li Yuan has memories of another world in his mind and knows that this is not an easy task.
Without scientific and technological means, just artificial pollination and emasculation of cymbidiums were enough to make Long Jun and others suffer.
What’s more, we have to find stable hybrid rice varieties in such a short time.
Zhuge Laodeng appeared in front of Long Jun and others and planted the spiritual seedlings in the middle of the experimental field.
After learning the words of the mountain god, Long Jun thanked Zhuge Laodeng for his hard work and fell into deep thought.
"Don't pursue perfection. A one-man show is easy to ruin and easy to regret...?"
Long Jun pondered for a long time and asked people to plant a batch of special rice seedlings.
Those were some rice seedlings that were discovered in the fields a few days ago. They were quite strange.
The seedlings are small and the fruits are numerous, the grains are abundant, and the growth cycle is also fast.
Everything looks perfect.
But there is an important drawback.
The yellow rice produced is dry, thin and long, and difficult to eat.
The rice grains are clearly yellow and white, but after being cooked, they are tasteless like chewing wax.
There is no rice flavor, and it tastes astringent if you eat too much.
After trying it, Long Jun decisively gave up on this kind of rice and simply kept it for future research.
However, Li Yuan's words woke him up.
If we put all our hopes on the 20% higher yielding rice seedlings, and if there are problems with these rice seedlings, how can the people of Anyue withstand the disappointment?
With this in mind, Long Jun ordered people to plant more special rice seedlings in the experimental field, numbering them, and using the ability of the spiritual medicine seedlings to gather spiritual energy to nourish the rice seedlings for rapid growth.
This also means that Long Jun needs to spend more time and energy on observation and research.
He spent almost every day and night in the fields.
Long Jun's eyes were filled with bloodshot, and Tan Xunzhi's notebook was also filled with the characteristics and trends of various rice seedlings.
"Rice seedling number seven, many Hui, many empty valleys, give up."
Long Jun's eyes were red, and he asked people to mark some rice seedlings in front of him.
"Rice seedling number nine has more grains and less irises. It is at a huge disadvantage and is listed as second-rate for observation."
Tan Xunzhi wrote hurriedly on the notebook.
"Rice seedlings of No. 16 have many irises and grains, but are thin and have a very low survival rate. They are included in the list of key hybrids to see if they can be cultivated with a stable survival rate!"
Long Jun kept bending down to observe in the experimental field.
A large experimental field was divided into dozens of areas by them.
The blazing sun shines brightly above the sky.
Long Jun's chest and back were wet with sweat.
His skin had long been tanned, and his eyes, although bloodshot, were so bright and lively.
In the distance, a group of students were manually removing the male seeds and cross-pollinating the rice seedlings.
This is a boring job and it takes a lot of effort, but everyone knows that only by working together can we hope to solve Anyue’s problem!
Another few months passed.
Anyue has fallen into a critical juncture of food shortage.
With Zhuge Laodeng's permission, the fruit trees planted on Anshan Mountain have been picked clean by the people.
But fruit can only temporarily relieve hunger, it can never fill your stomach.
After the yellow rice harvest season, the grain in Anyue’s treasury was almost gone. In order to live as long as possible, the people could only afford to eat thin porridge every day.
Due to his frugality, Emperor Anyue could only eat a bowl of rice and a few green vegetable leaves every day.
The ministers followed suit and most of them ate vegetable porridge.
In order to ensure fairness, Emperor Anyue ordered people to collect the remaining grain in Anyue and distribute it fairly to make a big pot of porridge.
Of course, this is just to ensure that more people can survive as much as possible, rather than deliberately hoarding food.
The people live a hard life and suffer physically, so they can only seek comfort in spirit.
They worshipped the mountain god every day and prayed to the "God of Land", praying for a good harvest in the coming year and praying that Anyue would get through the difficulties soon.
In order to protect the rice seedlings, Zhuge Laodeng transformed himself into a white-haired old man with a cane, emitting spiritual energy and walking between the ridges of the field.
Li Yuan was awakened by the people's prayers, but he could only use his magical power to disperse into the wind to reduce the people's mental fatigue and physical pain.
The people felt that the breeze seemed to have magical powers, and they knew that it was the mountain god who appeared to make them feel comfortable for a while.
"Long Jun, it's up to you."
Li Yuan closed his eyes and returned to his state of meditation.
This is a difficult time for Anyue, as he also has to face the upcoming battle of Mt.
If Li Yuan loses the battle of the mountain, he will lose everything; the people of Anyue will be ruled by the evil god again.
Therefore, even though Li Yuan felt that he had a greater chance of winning, he did not dare to relax at all.
He was concentrating on studying the uses of the Tiangang Haoran Qi and the magical effects of the Disha Dao's 72 transformations.
Whether mortals or mountain gods, everyone has their own difficulties and challenges.
Long Jun kept walking around in the experimental field and observing.
With the nourishment of the spiritual medicine seedlings and the spiritual energy scattered by Zhuge Laodeng every day, the growth trend of the rice seedlings has accelerated a lot.
In just over two months, the rice seedlings produced rice grains.
Long Jun forced himself to stay awake for several days, observing in the field.
However, he found that most of the rice seedlings that he had valued so much before were of no practical use.
The survival rate of rice seedlings, which can increase the yield by 20% per mu, is very unstable. If they are given to ordinary farmers to cultivate, they may indirectly kill many people.
Unexpectedly, the rice seedlings that Long Jun was not optimistic about because of their unpalatable grains had an extremely high survival rate.
The grain formation rate is also good.
According to calculations, if one acre of rice is planted, the yield per acre should be about 30% higher than that of normal yellow rice!
That's the taste...
After hesitating for a long time, Long Jun reported the matter to Emperor Anyue.
Emperor Anyue did not hesitate at all.
"kind!"
"People have no rice to cook, so we must survive first!"
Long Jun sent people to collect the seeds of this rice seedling and named it "mixed rice".
Because this yellow and white rice is already the original yellow rice, a new type of rice that was born after dozens of artificial hybridization and pollination.
However, when the people of Anyue were half-believing and half-doubting, they planted these dry and thin grain seeds on a large scale.
Three full years have passed since the war in Qian Kingdom.
In the face of food shortages, they relied on unity, unified food, and unified distribution of porridge and vegetables from large pots, and managed to survive for three years.
As for Li Yuan and Anshan’s spirit beasts.
The Battle of the Mountain has officially arrived!