Chapter 16 Offering Advice
Chapter 16 Offering Advice
Ying Zheng didn't understand what "technology" meant, but he did understand "steelmaking" and "agriculture"!
In the 749 Bureau Command Center, Zhu Feng held the phone, and all the blood in his body rushed to his brain in an instant!
He was trembling all over!
If! If Zhang Fan could increase the Qin Dynasty's steel production a hundredfold!
If Zhang Fan could increase the grain yield per mu in the Qin Dynasty tenfold!
Then...that Industrial Revolution...the British Empire...did it even apply to those white barbarians?
"It's...possible..."
Zhu Feng's voice was hoarse, filled with extreme excitement, "Theoretically, this is absolutely possible!"
Just then!
Ying Zheng, who was standing to the side, could no longer hold back!
He listened to the excited voice on the phone and heard Zhang Fan's grand vision.
He knew that Qin's real opportunity had arrived!
He suddenly stepped forward, almost snatching Zhang Fan's phone, and pointed it at the small speaker.
He mustered all his strength and let out a royal roar:
"Mr. Zhu! I, Ying Zheng, the First Emperor of Qin, have a request!"
"General Meng Tian is currently leading an army of 300,000 men north to attack the Xiongnu, but their supplies are running low!"
"I ask you, do you have a good plan?!"
……
Bureau 749, the highest command center.
When Ying Zheng's voice, which had pierced through two thousand years of time and space, boomed out from the loudspeaker!
Swish! ! !
Inside the command center, all the experts, scholars, and staff were so shocked that they jumped up from their seats!
First Emperor!
The First Emperor is asking them for help!
Zhu Feng trembled violently as he spoke into the microphone.
"All personnel, please be alert!! Level One combat alert!!"
"Ministry of Agriculture! Logistics Department! Institute of History! All experts! Come to a meeting immediately!"
"Drive the national supercomputer to its limits! Come up with every possible solution!"
"Thirty minutes! I only need thirty minutes!"
"I don't want numbers! I just want a plan!"
Upon receiving Ying Zheng's request for help, the entire "Yanhuang Project" think tank instantly went into high-speed operation!
Countless top experts were urgently summoned, and various data streams surged wildly on the national supercomputer.
Less than ten minutes.
A plan codenamed "Miracle of Abundance" was quickly developed!
Zhu Feng, holding the final proposal, spoke into the phone with a calm and firm voice.
"Comrade Zhang Fan, please convey to the First Emperor that we have a plan that can solve the Qin Dynasty's urgent crisis!"
"Deliver the potato!"
Ying Zheng raised an eyebrow: "Potatoes? What are those?"
"Brother Zheng, listen to me!"
Zhang Fan immediately switched forms of address and began acting as a commentator.
"This thing is considered an auspicious and sacred object in our area!"
He cleared his throat and repeated what Zhu Feng had just told him in a way that Ying Zheng could understand:
"This item possesses three extraordinary characteristics!"
"First, the yield is extremely high! Ordinary millet yields only one or two bushels per acre!"
"And these potatoes, if grown well, can yield several thousand kilograms per acre! Or even more!"
"A yield of...1,000 jin per mu?!"
Even though Ying Zheng was used to seeing great storms, he was so shocked that he stood up from his seat!
Yield of 1,000 jin per mu!
What a terrifying number!
If such a thing truly exists, the Qin Dynasty will no longer have to worry about famine!
The 300,000-strong army that will fight the Xiongnu in the north will have a steady supply of provisions!
"second!"
Zhang Fan continued, "It doesn't discriminate based on location!"
"It can grow in both barren mountains and arid sandy land! And it's extremely cold-resistant!"
"Third, and most importantly! This stuff can be eaten as a meal, it'll fill you up! And it can be stored for a long time!"
"For military campaigns, it's an absolute treasure!"
high yield!
Cold-resistant!
Not picky about land!
Ying Zheng's breathing became rapid, and he stared intently at Zhang Fan, his eyes filled with anticipation!
He unified the six kingdoms and achieved unparalleled feats!
however.
The continuous wars have already exhausted the country and emptied the national treasury!
He had even witnessed firsthand the horrific scene of human suffering—children being exchanged for food!
That was the greatest disgrace for an emperor!
Without food, people cannot live!
If the people do not live, the nation will not be strong!
Without a sufficient population, his grand undertaking, which will last for ten thousand generations, is nothing but a mirage!
"May I have a look at this divine object?" Ying Zheng's voice trembled.
"Of course!" Zhang Fan laughed, "However, teleportation requires a huge amount of energy..."
"It's alright!"
Ying Zheng waved his hand dismissively, "As long as it relieves the army's food supply crisis, I am willing to pay any price!"
……
Command Center of Bureau 749
"Prepare to teleport!" Zhu Feng gave the order.
A package, preserved in a top-of-the-line temperature-controlled box, was carefully placed in the delivery area.
Inside was a large bag of carefully selected seed potatoes.
There was also a copy forged by an agricultural professional.
A hastily produced "Potato Planting Manual".
The above text, written in small seal script, records all the steps from cutting the pieces and germinating them to sowing and covering them with soil.
"Initiating teleportation!"
hum-
A flash of white light, and the package vanished into thin air!
……
The Qin Dynasty, Xianyang Palace.
A flash of white light appeared before Zhang Fan's eyes, and a heavy cloth bag and a scroll of bamboo slips appeared out of thin air in his hand.
He immediately presented the items to Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng eagerly opened the cloth bag, and inside lay several unremarkable-looking roots covered with buds.
Is this... a miraculous object that can yield a thousand catties per mu?
His eyes were filled with suspicion and scrutiny.
But more than anything, it's a desperate gamble!
"Your Majesty, this is the planting method." Zhang Fan handed over the forged planting manual.
Ying Zheng took it, unfolded it, and saw that the small seal script and pictures on it were clear and easy to understand.
He remained silent for a moment, and finally, he made the final decision!
"Issue my decree!"
Ying Zheng's voice, carrying an undeniable authority, resounded throughout the study:
"Clear out an experimental field for me in the rear garden of Xianyang Palace!"
"I want to personally supervise! I want to see with my own eyes whether these 'potatoes' can produce a miracle of yielding a thousand catties per mu!"
Just as Ying Zheng was getting excited about the potatoes.
Zhang Fan stared at his phone screen, his heart bleeding.
Current battery level: 40%
Delivering this large bag of potatoes and the manual consumed a whopping 500% of the battery!
He immediately reported the situation to Zhu Feng.
On the other end of the phone, Zhu Feng's tone became extremely serious.
"It seems our guess was right; teleporting items consumes energy!"
"It's related to the amount of information it contains and its potential to change history!"
"If potatoes, a high-yield crop, were to become widespread in the Qin Dynasty, it would have a revolutionary impact on history!"
"Therefore, it consumes a lot of energy!"
"Comrade Zhang Fan! We must find a new and more efficient charging method as soon as possible!"
Zhu Feng's words made Zhang Fan feel an unprecedented sense of urgency.
"You need to recharge before you can do great things!"
This idea became clear in his mind!
Ying Zheng looked at Zhang Fan, his mind racing.
Zhang Fan possesses a divine artifact, knows the future, and can even produce a divine object that yields a thousand catties per mu!
If such great talents could be put to use and assist the Qin Dynasty, then a dynasty that lasts for ten thousand generations would be just around the corner!
but!
Ying Zheng also knew that Zhang Fan's current identity was too sensitive.
In the eyes of the court officials, he was still a "magician" of unknown origin.
Although he publicly executed Xu Fu, thus establishing his authority.
But this power is built on fear.
If this continues, the court officials will only keep their distance from him, or even outwardly comply while inwardly opposing him.
This is absolutely not the way to govern a country!
Zhang Fan must be given a legitimate identity!
An identity that can win the hearts and minds of the entire court!
Thinking of this, Ying Zheng put down the potato in his hand, looked intently at Zhang Fan, and said in a deep voice:
"Zhang Fan, you possess extraordinary talent. I wish to appoint you as the Imperial Preceptor, placing you above the Three Dukes, and entrusting you with overall command of the court. What do you say?"
Imperial Advisor!
Above the Three Dukes!
What a blessing this is!
But Zhang Fan shook his head and smiled:
"Your Majesty, empty fame is as fleeting as clouds to me!"
"Besides, I doubt the officials in the court will accept me as a sorcerer, much less genuinely approve of the promotion of these potatoes!"
Zhang Fan's gaze deepened, and he pointed out incisively:
"Your Majesty, cutting off someone's livelihood is like killing their parents!"
"Currently, half of the grain prices and granaries in the Qin Dynasty are controlled by those old nobles and wealthy merchants!"
"Once this miraculous product, capable of yielding a thousand catties per mu, is widely adopted, rice prices will inevitably plummet, and their interests will be severely impacted!"
"At that time, they won't dare to openly oppose His Majesty, but the sabotage they'll create behind the scenes will likely be endless!"
"Benefit?"
A cold, murderous glint flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes.
"My empire is not for them to discuss interests!"
"I command you to do it, who dares to disobey?!"
"His Majesty!"
Zhang Fan remained calm. "Power may make people submit verbally, but it rarely wins their hearts."
"What I want is for them to respect me, fear me, and serve me from the bottom of their hearts!"
He abruptly changed the subject, his gaze fixed intently on Ying Zheng:
"Similarly! We must also make them completely convinced of the value of this potato!"
"We must let them see with their own eyes that the benefits this divine object brings are a hundred times, a thousand times, more important than their petty gains!"
"We must make them cry, beg, and plead to plant it!"
Ying Zheng was taken aback, then his eyes flashed with strong approval.
He understood what Zhang Fan meant.
You must perform meritorious service!
We must establish our authority!
Only merit can silence public opinion!
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