The First Emperor was silent for a moment, with some suspicions in his mind.

“What is the yield per mu?”

Although this kid Zhao Si is not popular in other places, he is still trustworthy when it comes to issues related to national affairs.

The First Emperor had heard about Zhao Si's personal farming. He originally thought that Zhao Si's personal farming was to practice what he had learned. But now it seems that this may not be the case.

"It's twice as much... or maybe more than that. There's no detailed calculation." Zhao Siyun said calmly.

The First Emperor's fingers trembled slightly, his expression remained calm, but he still couldn't help but clasp his toes tightly.

"How many?"

Li Si blinked, thinking he didn't hear clearly.

"Twice as much..." Zhao Si repeated.

Now the grains have all sprouted, but they are not yet mature, so it is impossible to harvest and actually calculate the yield. However, at this time, anyone who has planted the fields can roughly estimate the yield by opening the ears and checking them.

"Is there any way to manipulate him?" Li Si suddenly came over, his goatee trembling.

"It has nothing to do with the technique. I intend to use this batch of grain as grain..."

(no more…)
Chapter completed!