"I originally planned to expect this batch of potatoes to save my life, but now it's no longer necessary. Your Majesty sent some food, plus the existing ones in the city, it's okay to make do with it for more than ten days. Since it can't be used, there's no need to reveal it. I have a premonition that something big will happen sooner or later."

"Ah?" Li Siwen was worried when he heard this. He turned around and glanced at Dugu Jiu on the pavilion. Seeing that he had no intention of speaking, he hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Brother, I, I seem to have done something wrong."

"Of course you did something wrong!"

"Ah?" Li Siwen was shocked and said, "Do you know everything? Did Xiaojiu tell you?"

"Of course," Li Mu pulled another piece of dried meat and said, "If you don't have your Majesty's will, you will leave Dingxiang privately. Do you know if you violate the king's law?"

"Oh, brother, just scare me." Li Siwen did not take this matter seriously and said sophisticatedly: "Your Majesty said he did not want me to go back to Chang'an, but he did not say he would not want me to go back to Luoyang. Besides, I asked Dadu Protector for instructions, Dadu Protector said whatever he wanted, wouldn't I be back now?"

"Major Protector?" Li Mu looked up and said, "Prince of Hejian?"

"Who else can it be!" Li Siwen said silly: "Originally Dingxiang was our brother's territory, but as soon as the Protector arrived, my official office became his official office, my residence became his residence, and even my soldiers became his command." Li Siwen was about to cry and said: "I am coming back this time to tell you about this matter. Brother, this is not OK. The country we have conquered is handed over to others!"

"What nonsense!" Li Mu glared at Li Siwen fiercely and said, "Who is the country you have built - that is the country of His Majesty. How big is it? There is no one to keep a door in his mouth?"

"Oh," Li Siwen held her mouth and muttered reluctantly: "I always feel that I can't say that. We guarded the city, right? After the city was destroyed, we rebuilt it, right? I've been busy for more than a year, and I've taken refugees and started a market. As a result, when the PROP arrived, everything became his. Where can I reason?"

Li Mu probably guessed what was going on. The Western Turks' military power was too strong. Dingxiang must have a famous general in front of the Western Turks' sphere of influence. Li Siwen obviously failed. But the Great Protectorate was not only in Dingxiang, but it was mostly because of this. Li Siwen was his younger brother, and he obeyed his own words. His and his own. If he did not seize Li Siwen's military power and allowed him to develop, what would Dingxiang become in the future would be impossible. If he had become unjust one day and brought Turkic troops into the mirror, Chang'an would face the embarrassment of the Bridge Alliance again. Therefore, from Li Shimin's perspective, he had to do this to rest.

Li Mu sighed and said, "The official position is high and the first level is crushing people to death. Who asked our brothers to be young? Let him go. What else did he do except the government office and the military officers?"

"That's not." Li Siwen is not a lie, and he said to the truth: "I will still care about the big and small matters inside and outside the city. Most of the Protectors usually don't go out, and they just ask about any other people's business."

Li Mu felt a little relieved, but Li Xiaogong was indeed self-protection-free and did not participate in or involve things that were not related to his responsibilities.

"Do he know about potato?"

"It should be known," Li Siwen thought for a while and said, "After harvesting, I sent him a few bags. He said it was delicious and asked for another car. I also told him when I returned to Luoyang, how could I know?"

"I mean, do he know about the yield of potatoes?"

"That shouldn't be known." Li Siwen said confidently: "Only I know the exact yield. Even the other people, even the farmers who grow potatoes, know that the yield is quite large."

Li Mu felt uneasy and asked again: "Does anyone else know about potatoes?"

"Uh..." Li Mu asked the point, and Li Siwen smiled awkwardly and said, "This is exactly what I want to say. Brother, I, I used potatoes to exchange jerky with the Turks." Li Siwen pointed to the bag behind Li Mu and said, "That's the bag."

Li Mu rolled his eyes speechlessly: "You, you really can't hold two taels of spice oil in your dog's belly! Why are you showing off your smell? Are you afraid that people won't know about something good?"

"Brother, this is something that cannot be hidden." Li Siwen muttered aggrievedly: "When collecting potatoes, there were people all over the mountains. It is impossible to hide it. No one is blind, so we can't silence them all, right?"

"Uh--" Li Mu thought about it, sighed, and said, "Forget it, I can't hide it. It's not enough. Dingxiang is far away from here, and it will take a certain amount of time for the news to come. But it seems that his Majesty can't hide it anymore."

"What's there to hide?" Li Siwen said indifferently: "In my opinion, we have to ask for me. Brother, do you know how many kilograms this potato can produce per acre of land? More than 2,000 kilograms!" Li Siwen compared a 'yes' and said proudly: "What's this not a fairy species? It produces two thousand kilograms per acre. With this potato, will there be people who starve to death in the future?"

"Although potatoes are high in yield, they are not omnipotent." Li Muyuan is not as optimistic as Li Siwen, because he knew clearly that even in the 21st century, there was still famine in the world of potatoes. The famous "Irish Famine" is because only potatoes are produced in the local area. When the disease against potatoes began to spread, and because there were no alternative crops to serve as food, the residents of the Irish Island fell into an unprecedented famine.

Although I don’t know if the potatoes produced in the system have the ability to ‘immune’ bacteria. But even if there are, after several generations of reproduction, the varieties will mutate. It is almost impossible not to have diseases. Root crops such as potatoes have a natural disadvantage called ‘re-crossing’. When a piece of land has been planting potatoes for several consecutive years, the yield of potatoes will decrease, and the land will become increasingly barren. After a few years, even if you don’t plant potatoes, the yield will be greatly reduced. In other words, it is very unrealistic to rely on planting potatoes to solve the food problem once and for all.

Moreover, repeated crumbs will lead to a decrease in some microorganisms and beneficial bacteria in the soil, and the potato itself will decrease its stress resistance. In addition, there are several kinds of control agents all year round. The resistance to pests and diseases will increase accordingly. The more you go, the dosage of pesticides will increase, and the resistance of pests and diseases will increase accordingly. This creates a strange phenomenon: the more pesticides are used, the more pesticides are used, the more poor the effect is, the less potato yield, and the less profit, and a series of problems arise.

This problem is unsolvable, so even in the era before Li Mu traveled, technology was already very developed. Potato planting also adopted intercultural fallow crops. Potato planting often planted potatoes for a year, changed to corn for a year, or two years, and there was almost no matter how you planted potatoes in a row.

Li Mu did not expect the Tang Dynasty to solve the problem that was not solved after a thousand years. In addition, although the yield of potatoes is high, it is not suitable for storage. As for storing ordinary grains, potatoes must be sprouted. Potatoes with sprouts are poisonous and cannot be eaten. To store potatoes on a large scale, they must be digging a cellar, which can only be a year or two, and cannot be stored for a long time. Therefore, although potatoes are good, they can only be icing on the cake and cannot be used as staple food.

Another disadvantage of potatoes is that they are imported products. In essence, they do not conform to the eating habits developed by the Chinese for thousands of years. Therefore, even after a thousand years, potatoes are eaten as "vegetables". Almost no Chinese will eat potatoes as staple food and instead of rice, just like foreigners.

Li Mu had high hopes for potatoes, just because they were easy to reproduce and did not pick up places. If they could reach popularity, every household would plant a little and eat it in the same year, which would save a lot of food. It played an auxiliary role, not a substitute role.

Li Mu spent half an hour talking to Li Siwen. Li Siwen was already stunned, especially when he heard Li Mu that potatoes sprouted and poisonous, he couldn't help but worry: "Brother, what should I do? Dingxiang has a large number of potatoes. We don't have a cellar, and we don't know it's poisonous. What if it sprouts and eats people to death?"

"What sprouts are just harvested? Tomorrow you will send a letter back and tell me what the cellar and the poisonous sprouts are. What's too late? Also, I specifically instruct my younger brothers and sisters to not sell potatoes to Turks anymore and keep them first."

"Brother, aren't we brothers with the Turks? Potatoes are not precious, so don't be so stingy." Li Siwen said a little unbearable: "Brother, I originally hated the Turks, but after contacting them for more than a year, I found that the Turks are all the same as ours. They are just for food and clothing. It's winter is coming, and they have no food, and they don't know how many people starve to death. If we don't give them potatoes, they may have to fight. It's better to give them some potatoes. As long as they have a bit of food, they will be honest."

Li Siwen's idea coincides with the idea of ​​the ruling people of the Song Dynasty hundreds of years later. In a sense, it is not wrong to exchange for peace at a small price. But today's Tang Dynasty is not afraid of war. When it is not weak, Li Mu is not interested in compromising. Food can be given, but you have to give it to me after you accept it, so that you can remember my kindness, instead of rushing to give it to you, and being at peace, there is still a big difference here.

"You are just a person who doesn't have a memory. If you are not my race, your heart will be different. You look pitiful, and I look pitiful, but when they come to the door, you won't let us go just because we look pitiful today. You can help, you can give it, but you can't give it for nothing, you can't give it for nothing." Li Mu watched the fire gradually extinguished, took a shovel and shoveled the ashes, dug out the "mud egg" and knocked it open, and a fragrance came out. Li Siwen had been hungry for a long time, pulled off a chicken leg and shook it, shouting, "Xiaojiu, do you eat it?"

"No!" Dugu Jiu's voice came. If he hadn't seen how it was made, he might have eaten it, but after seeing how it was made, he really couldn't eat it.

Li Siwen handed the chicken leg to Li Mu. Li Mu had already pulled another one in his hand, signaling him to eat it himself, took a bite, and continued, "Aren't the Turks a tribe? If you are close to us, you might as well sell them half-and-half and give them a little. If you have a common relationship with us, then you will have a 'brother'. If you have a bad relationship with us, you will not sell it even if you give it to us. Don't look at the amount of potatoes collected, it may not be the output next year, and the landlords will not have surplus food either!"

"Brother is right, I know how to do it." Li Siwen ate so hard that he was soaked in his mouth, and he didn't know if he really understood or didn't understand.

"There's no more wine," Li Siwen said, "Brother, I thought about it for a while, you're right. Although potatoes are good, they cannot replace food. Just say that potatoes can't make wine in this bar, right?"

Li Mu thought to himself that potatoes can also make wine. But the wine brewed is not very delicious, but it doesn’t make sense to say this at this time, so Li Mu nodded and vaguely passed.

"Brother, I want to tell you something." Li Siwen gnawed the chicken legs and said it casually: "I want to come back, but I still feel at ease by your side."

Li Mu stopped his movements, looked up at Li Siwen, and said, "Don't want to be in Dingxiang anymore, because of the matter of the Great Protector?"

"It's not exactly." Li Siwen stumbled for a while and said, "When I was fighting last time, I felt that I was too useless. I don't have the ability to protect one side, so I'd still be by your side and help you do something. I only have this ability. Brother, don't you dislike me, right?"

"I don't dislike you. How can we say "dislike" between our brothers?" Li Mu sighed and said, "But I don't want you to follow me and live in my shadow. My brothers are the ones who stand alone."

"I..." Li Siwen thought to himself, if I could stand alone, wouldn't I want to stand alone? I can't do that, so I would have such an idea. But after Li Mu said this, he couldn't say anything, and he pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Li Mu saw his thoughts and said, "Let's do it this way, Luoyang has been in trouble recently. You have a large number of custody here, and there is no big deal. You can stay and help me for a while. When the matter here calms down, if you keep this thought, then you can stay, okay?"

"Yes!" Li Siwen was happy again when he saw that Li Mu didn't dislike him. Seeing that Li Mu's chicken leg was about to finish gnawing, he quickly pulled another chicken wing and handed it over.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the autumn is cool. The bonfire is reopened. It has not been seen for many days, so the two brothers naturally have a lot of talk. In the dark, a little monk kept secretly looking at this side. The abbot came behind him and patted his shoulder gently. The little monk was startled and quickly bowed.
Chapter completed!