coobybook Chapter 72 The Shocked Weiyang Lord
Chapter 72 The Shocked Weiyang Lord
Ying Yu looked at Mr. Weiyang and the people who came with him, and said calmly:
"Why is Lord Weiyang here to inquire about the crime?"
Ying Xi snorted coldly: "Of course I don't dare to ask the crime, but have you considered the consequences?"
"Consequences? Have you considered the consequences of not doing so?"
"If I, the people of Qin, are still so arrogant and can't tolerate people from the Six Kingdoms, do you know what the consequences will be?"
"My son can clearly tell you that if this continues, the people of the six countries will rise up."
As soon as the words fell, Yingxi said disdainfully:
"So what, if I, Da Qin, can kill him once, I can kill them a second time."
Ying Yu looked at Ying Xi like an idiot, is this old and confused.
This can be said.
"I would like to ask you, my lord, there are so many nobles in the six countries, why do you want to collect our food first? Could it be that you can't tolerate us?"
"That's right, you didn't collect the food from the nobles of the six countries, but you chose to take me and other old Qin people first. What is the purpose of your son doing this?"
"Please give me a reasonable explanation for this matter."
Looking at these members of the clan with the surname Ying, Ying Yu shook his head slightly:
"If you want to explain, it's fine, you all go down, Mr. Weiyang stays, and I will explain to him alone."
After the words fell, these clan members remained indifferent.
"Do you still want me to invite you out?"
Seeing Ying Yu getting angry, Ying Xi thought for a while and said to everyone:
"Don't worry, everyone, I will definitely ask the young master for an explanation on this matter, you all go outside and wait."
Seeing Yingxi speak, these talents nodded and left.
And Ying Xi stared at Ying Yu, obviously waiting for his explanation.
"Weiyang Lord wait a moment, I will go get some things, and I will explain to you then."
Ying Xi snorted coldly, but didn't speak.
Ying Yu didn't bother to talk to him, and left directly through the side door.
After a while, he came back with a small basket, and in it were the seeds of three crops: potatoes, sweet potatoes and corn.
Ying Yu picked up a corn seed and said directly:
"This thing is the seed of a crop called corn."
Ying Xi looked at the corn seeds in Ying Yu's hands with some doubts, and said with disdain:
"This is the explanation given by the young master?"
"With careful care of this species, the yield per mu can reach a thousand catties. Is this explanation satisfactory?"
"What did you say? Yiqianjin per mu?"
At this time, Ying Xi's eyes were wide open, and she looked at Ying Yu in disbelief.
No, to be precise, he looked at the corn seed he was holding.
However, Ying Xi's expression turned ugly afterward, and he said coldly:
"Young master, do you know the concept of a thousand catties per mu? Do you know how much a thousand catties weigh?"
In Yingxi's view, it is impossible to produce a thousand catties per mu.
Nowadays, the grains of Daqin mainly include six kinds of grains: grain, wheat, millet, rice, weed and bean.
Among them, grain refers to millet, wheat refers to wheat, millet refers to large yellow rice, rice refers to paddy rice, and fen and Shu refer to adzuki beans and soybeans respectively.
Among the six common crops, the yield of the highest yield is only about 180 to [-] catties per mu.
This output can already be regarded as a high yield, and it must be a good field, which can only be achieved in a good harvest year.
But now Ying Yu actually said that that kind of corn can reach a yield of [-] jin per mu.
Yingxi was quite shocked when she first heard this, but then she became very angry.
It is impossible to dream of a thousand catties per mu, so how could it really exist in the world.
This Young Master Ying Yu is obviously fooling himself by treating himself like a fool.
What Ying Yu said next made Ying Xi affirm this idea even more.
"This is called potatoes, and it is also a kind of crop. The yield per mu is about [-] to [-] catties..."
"And this, this is called sweet potato, and the yield per mu is slightly lower than that of potatoes."
Ying Xi looked at the few things that Ying Yu placed in front of her, her face turned livid.
"Is this the explanation the young master said?"
"Could it be that you think I, Yingxi, am a fool?"
Ying Yu had expected this kind of reaction from him, so he was not angry, and continued with a smile on his face:
"I have ten thousand catties of seeds for each of these three crops. You will know if they are real or not."
Seeing Ying Yu's determination, Ying Xi's heart beat a little.
Is what he said true?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
How could there be such a high-yield crop in this world with a yield of one thousand catties, three thousand catties, or even four thousand catties per mu.
False must be false.
Even though she thought so, Yingxi couldn't calm down in her heart.
"The reason why my son wants to collect the food from the old Qin nobles first is because of good intentions."
"These kinds of grains can become the foundation of my Daqin Wanshi foundation, so I don't worry about giving them to outsiders to grow."
"Only by handing over the seeds to my old Qin people can I feel at ease."
Ying Xi swallowed her saliva, staring at Ying Yu firmly:
"Is what the young master said just now true?"
Ying Yu didn't speak, just nodded slightly.
After a while, Yingxi suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "God bless me, Daqin, God bless Daqin."
Immediately afterwards, Ying Xi walked quickly to Ying Yu, bowed and saluted:
"Young master, can you take it down to see the seeds you mentioned?"
Although she already agreed in her heart, Ying Xi still couldn't believe it.
Ying Yu smiled slightly at this: "Okay, Mr. Weiyang wait for me to make arrangements."
After saying that, Ying Yu left directly.
In Yuxuan Pavilion, I randomly found a few empty houses to serve as warehouses, and then extracted the seeds of the three crops from the system space.
After everything was prepared, Yingxi was already dumbfounded when he saw these seeds with a yield of over a thousand per mu.
His mind was even blank, he couldn't even remember how he left Yuxuan Pavilion.
"Mr. Weiyang, how are you?"
"The sixth son, have you changed your mind?"
Seeing Yingxi coming out, the members of the clan who were waiting outside immediately surrounded him.
You asked me one sentence at a time.
Ying Xi calmed down slightly, and said coldly:
"You don't need to ask any more questions, go back and prepare food, and send it all to the young master tomorrow."
What?
Prepare food?
What's the situation?How about asking for an explanation?
Not only did the explanation not come, but we were asked to go back to prepare food and send it over?
In such a short time, you, Lord Weiyang, rebelled?