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    In the study room, Hu Xueting pondered, thinking that Huaxia¡¯s shortage of people was enough to grit his teeth, anyway, all the surrounding barbarians were knocked to the ground, and no barbarian dared to look at Huaxia head-on, but think about Huaxia¡¯s diet  After all, Hu Xueting was still a little worried about the structure.

    "The past few years have been a bumper harvest." Yu Shiji smiled, and the official document of the Ministry of Civil Affairs showed another bumper harvest. Thanks to the increase in arable land and the blessing of new farming methods, the harvest was double that of last year.

    ? At the end of Sui and the beginning of Tang Dynasty, it was actually a good year, with good weather and good harvest every year, and the grain in the warehouse was piled up like a mountain.

    Hu Xueting patted the table: "Naive! When the society stabilizes, what else can people do besides having children? Eat enough, improve medical care, reduce the infant mortality rate, and have so much land that no one can cultivate it, the population will explode immediately. Twenty  The population will double in the next year, and the population will be six or seven times the current number in fifty years! Even though there are not many ghosts on the street now, if you recruit a buddy, you dare to ask for three thousand yuan, and you also need to provide five insurances and one housing fund  No overtime on weekends and annual leave, 50 years later everyone will be struggling, 996 is a blessing, going to bed before midnight means retirement, 1,500 cash for a shopkeeper and hundreds of people queuing.¡±

    A group of ministers calmly picked out their ears and didn¡¯t understand a single word, but miraculously understood what Hu Xueting meant. The seemingly comforting granary full of crying is only a matter of fifty years. Wait for someone to find out  After sexual growth, the landlord's family has no food left, and it is very likely that the fact that the food is full can only be found in memories.

    A group of ministers looked at Hu Xueting. The shadow of childhood affects people's life. Hu Xueting, who had no food when he was young, felt extremely insecure about any amount of food.  But this kind of mental illness does not require information. The emperor was worried that there would be no food in the world, so he desperately increased grain production and accumulated stocks.

    "Yes, I will wait for future generations to consider." Li Hun smiled slightly, and turned to look at his daughter. Those idiots who thought Hu Xueting would fight and kill did not know that Hu Xueting was thinking about things fifty years later.  Li Ke nodded slowly. People who have no long-term plans must have near-term worries. A noble daughter of a wealthy family should also have such long-term plans.  Can't live to that time.

    "We must find high-yield and cold-resistant crops." Hu Xueting said seriously.

    A group of ministers looked at Hu Xueting with a smile. Everyone wants high-yield crops, but they have been doing this for thousands of years.  Yu Shiji, Pei Yun and the others glanced at each other, and they didn't believe in the ability to produce high-yield crops. Of course, if they could really produce high-yield crops, it would be a great thing that would benefit the country and the people, and would last forever.

    Hu Xueting looked at the disapproval of a group of ministers, and knew that it was too early to think about the population explosion in 50 or even 300 years, but when she thought about it carefully, she discovered that she was duty-bound to introduce high-yield crops.

    Absolutely no one on the land of Huaxia knows that sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn are life-saving food, and no one knows that these foods that do not conform to the habits of Chinese people are life-saving food.  According to the historical process of another time and space, these high-yield crops that are resistant to cold or drought will not spread to China until at least a thousand years later, and they are not very valued by the people, and sweet potatoes are not good for feeding pigs.

    "Apart from Hu, who would go to distant South America to find sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn?" Hu Xueting thought silently. With these three kinds of food, Huaxia no longer has to worry about running out of food, let alone seeing Huaxia people  He was about to occupy the earth, but was starved to death by a severe cold, and then braids and orangutans ruled the earth.  Therefore, an expedition to South America turned out to be imperative.

    Just, how to expedition to South America?  Hu Xueting counted the population of Dai Viet, and felt that his brain was sick and he would not start another war across the ocean.

    "Peace, the world needs peace." Hu Xueting made up his mind to be an angel with wings behind his back.

    Yu Shiji breathed a sigh of relief. Hu Xueting was good at everything, but he was too belligerent. After another emperor unified the world, he would have honestly repaired the internal affairs, and Hu Xueting was still thinking about attacking other countries.  "Yes, the world needs peace." Yu Shiji showed the most sincere smile, as long as there is no war, everything else is easy to discuss.

    "I'm going to take a dozen airships to become a fairy." In the 7th century AD, North America was full of Indians wearing leaves, so what about South America?  Hu Xueting, who is extremely bad at history and geography, doesn't know anything about it, but the airship can definitely bluff all South Americans by flying around, and then let them contribute melons, fruits, food, seeds, gold and silver.

    "Why use swords when things can be done with gods? Spiritual civilization is above all else!" Hu Xueting laughed.

    "The Holy Majesty is right, and King Xing naturally?Hu Mou is looking at Mr. Pei, afraid of eating bugs, what Hu Mou wants is something more common.

    A group of natives didn't understand Hu Xueting's words at all. Is it because they dislike too few bugs?

    "Hurry up and catch more bugs!" the natives shouted, there are not many such fat bugs, but the gods want to eat them, so they have to find them.

    Hu Xueting watched a group of natives looking for wormholes in the trees, and finally understood one thing.

    "Eat the mountains by the mountains, eat the water by the water, live by the river and fish for a living, grow a potato! Come on, take off, fly fifty miles to the north, let's find a plain, and I will dig potatoes myself!" Hu Xueting figured it out  Well, you have to rely on yourself to be a man. It¡¯s not that you don¡¯t know potatoes, sweet potatoes and corn. If you see them on the plains, you can just pick them yourself. Why wait for others to offer them.

    ""I have two hands, can't I pick corn, potatoes and sweet potatoes?  "Hu Xueting looked at his hands, other people have transmigrated, so they can get what they want, they can't be little angels and fairies after transmigrating, and it's fine if they need to be beaten and killed with scars all over their bodies, but they still have to dig potatoes by themselves when they become emperors?  Suddenly, I panicked again. Damn it, as a degenerate city resident, I never knew what potatoes and sweet potato vines were like, so how did I find them?

    "When I find potatoes and sweet potatoes, I must write a book about my experience of looking for potatoes and sweet potatoes, and find a storyteller to talk about it for eighteen days in a row, otherwise it will appear that I have worked hard." Hu Xueting trembled, afraid that he would be in South America.  Wait for three to five or seven years.

    A month later, Hu Xueting finally met a village that worshiped potatoes, sweet potatoes and corn. Overjoyed, Hu Xueting gave the village three long swords and hundreds of steamed buns, and then dug away half of the village's potatoes, sweet potatoes and corn in one go.

    "Dig with the roots and the soil!" Hu Xueting received a lot of things that looked like seeds offered by the village, but as a waste with poor agricultural knowledge and inferior to elementary school students, Hu Xueting didn't even know that the seeds of corn, potatoes and sweet potatoes are grains.  It¡¯s still a vine, and I don¡¯t know whether these damn seed-like things are cooked or raw. If it turns out to be a snack from the natives of South America after all the hard work, it would be a shame to grandma¡¯s house.

    "Just in case, you can't make mistakes." Hu Xueting insisted once and for all, regardless of whether the potatoes and sweet potatoes were propagated by seeds or by vines, he dug them all by their roots.

    A group of natives knelt on the ground, looking inexplicably at the gods who dug up the roots of potatoes, sweet potatoes and corn.

    "Could it be that the gods like these things?" The natives were tired of eating these things, but they didn't expect the gods to love them so much.

    "Could it be that the gods eat sweet potato vines?" Some natives were very surprised, and tried to see if it was delicious.

    "Will we not have enough to eat?" Some natives asked cautiously. It is not good for the gods to take the food.  The rest of the natives almost laughed out loud. When did the village eat up all the corn, potatoes, and sweet potatoes?  As much as you want, only the ones that rot in the ground can't be eaten up, and I've never heard that there's not enough to eat.

    "The gods took something worthless, but left behind a precious sword. The gods are so merciful." A group of natives were very moved with a magical weapon they had never seen before. It is indeed the weapon of the gods, the bones of the tribe  The sticks and wooden sticks were easily cut off by the Excalibur.

    "Remember, these three swords must be properly enshrined in the future. The whole tribe is born as a god, and dies as a ghost of the god." The native chief was extremely firm.

    "From now on, today is the day of the gods! We will dance, compete, and contribute potatoes, sweet potatoes and corn!"

    A group of natives nodded vigorously, and the great festival has been passed down from then on.

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