The sun is the biggest time of the day.

Qin Yong and Qin Shihuang, the two of them sweated profusely under the sun.

Not to mention, Qin Yong was very satisfied with Lao Qin's learning ability and ability to get started.

Not long after, Old Qin had surpassed Qin Yong's harvest speed.

This made Qin Yong feel a little complacent.

If you expect to harvest this large area of ​​rice, you will definitely be exhausted and busy for a while.

"Old Qin, let's be here today."

"We will crush the rice grains later, and we will also make you a sleeping mat and a simple straw quilt."

"Although it's so hot during the day, it's still very cool at night. It's definitely not possible without covering something."

Qin Yong's words were full of concern, which made Qin Shihuang feel warm in his heart.

When the rice grains were crushed out, Qin Shihuang held the crystal white rice grains in his hand and his eyes were filled with excitement.

"Qin Yong, the yield of this rice is definitely not low, right?"

After thinking for a long time, Qin Shihuang still couldn't help but ask.

"It's not very high, the yield per mu is about 2,000 kilograms, after all, there is no fertilizer here."

"If the fertilizer is kept up and the care is appropriate, the hybrid rice yields 3,000 kilograms per mu, which is like playing."

Qin Yong's voice came to his ground.

Only a thud was heard.

Qin Shihuang fell to the ground with a butt.

He looked at Qin Yong with a terrified look.

It's like watching a monster.

Can Qin Shihuang not be frightened?

The yield per mu is like playing. If this was not what Qin Yong said, he would not believe that it was true.

Now the highest yield of wheat and millet in Daqin is about 200 kilograms per mu.

There is no harm without comparison, but this damage value is too strong.

So much so that Qin Shihuang fell to the ground in horror.

"Old Qin, you're so tired that you actually sat on the ground."

"It seems that you haven't done farm work for a long time. It's okay, just take a good rest and then go grind rice later."

Qin Yong never expected that Old Qin was frightened by what he said just now.

Qin Shihuang felt very distressed, but Qin Shihuang could not say it.

I am the dignified emperor of the ages and the First Emperor.

When you come to you, you have become a working person.

However, Qin Shihuang decided to endure it. He had to endure it for the rice yield of 3,000 kilograms per mu.

Although the Qin Dynasty has unified the six countries, it is strong and the people have begun to live a stable life. But after only one meal at Qin Yong.

Only then did Qin Shihuang realize that those so-called strong soldiers and strong horses and sufficient food and clothing are not the life that people live at all.

If we could bring back the rice with a yield of 3,000 kilograms per mu and plant the land of Daqin.

That guy, less than three years later, Qin Shihuang, had the determination and confidence to press the Huns and Baiyue to the ground and beat them into a poop.

Thinking of this, Qin Shihuang thought of the sweet potatoes he ate at noon, whether they were eaten raw or roasted, the taste was at the level of enjoyment of gods.

So Qin Shihuang asked again.

"Qin Yong, the yield of sweet potatoes must not be much lower than that of rice, right?"

After hearing Qin Shihuang's inquiry, Qin Yong laughed happily.

"Old Qin, it's good to say that you are from the city. We are all from the Qin clan, so why is the gap so big?"

"City people just eat the species grown by rural people, and never care about the yield of these species."

"You have to ask me if you say this. If someone else is gone, others will not laugh out loud."

"How can the yield of this rice be compared with sweet potatoes?"

"The sweet potatoes we ate at noon are actually not fully mature yet, but I have planted a piece of land."

"Let's put it this way, it's simpler and more crude, the yield of sweet potatoes is at least twice that of rice."

"What? It's twice the rice yield, that's the yield per mu of 6,000 kilograms."

Qin Shihuang got up from the ground.

Now his body is filled with endless power.

Such delicious sweet potatoes actually achieved a yield that he never dared to dream of in his eight lifetimes.

This is too scary.

"Old Qin, look at how surprised you look. What a big deal."

"With the advancement of science and technology and the development of mankind, there will be more and more food and fruits per mu yields of tens of thousands of kilograms per mu."

"You are acting all day long and don't care about the national economy and people's livelihood at all."

"Actors' culture is generally quite high now? Why did I meet a stand-in actor like you?"

Qin Yong was really powerless to complain. The old Qin looked shocked and it was really unbearable for Qin Yong to take it.

After Qin Yong finished speaking, he still looked at him in amazement when he saw Lao Qin.

My mood was not beautiful in an instant.

"Old Qin, do you want to be lazy? Work hard. We have to finish these work before dark, otherwise you can sleep on the ground at night."

This is still the best sentence.

Qin Shihuang was the king of a country and the First Emperor who unified the six kingdoms, so how could he live on the ground and sleep?

So he devoted himself to the fiery labor with countless hopes and questions, as well as countless strength and enthusiasm.

Seeing this, Qin Yong showed a satisfied smile on his face.

Seeing Lao Qin pushing the stone mill hard, Qin Yong finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Lao Qin's strength is really not something to cover up.

When I first got this natural stone mill and stone plate, I tried my best to get all the leverage principles and pulley technology to the extreme under the existing conditions, and then I brought these two almost natural stones.

The purpose is to make sufficient preparations for harvesting rice.

Qin Shihuang was pushing the mill.

Qin Yong was not idle either, so he seized the time to build straw mats for Lao Qin.

These craftsmanship is really as simple as eating and drinking water for him.

Qin Shihuang's eyes would sweep at Qin Yong from time to time.

Seeing him knitting the straw skillfully and quickly weaving it in his hands.

A straw mattress quickly became shape.

Qin Shihuang felt warm in his heart.

Although I am so tired that I breathe heavily.

The sweat on his body wet the dragon robe.

However, after all, Qin Yong was not idle, and was building straw mats and straw quilts for himself.

As for the straw mat, Qin Shihuang knew about it, but this was the first time Qin Shihuang had seen such a straw mat, let alone the straw mat.

The setting sun was like blood, changing the entire island into a bright red color.

Qin Shihuang crushed the rice.

The straw mats and straw quilts that Qin Yong prepared for him were also completed.

"Old Qin, come and lie down and try the length. If it is smaller, add a little longer."

Qin Yong spread the straw mat and signaled Qin Shihuang to lie down.

Qin Shihuang lay on the straw mat with joy.
Chapter completed!