The next day, Zhang Heng's idea was quickly implemented. At noon, he began to slaughter birds one after another. The stomachs were taken out and placed in front of him. Zhang Heng stabbed each one without hesitation. He had done this before, and he had done this to domestic animals in the village.
After an unexplained death, some villagers will cut open the stomach to see what the livestock has eaten to determine whether it is disease or food poisoning. In the end, regardless of whether the cause is found, the internal organs will be thrown away, but the meat will still be eaten.
Perhaps because of this, villagers are prone to serious diseases when they get old. The normal practice is to burn the livestock that died for no reason or dig a hole and sprinkle it with lime and bury it deeply.
Su Xiu watched stomachs of different sizes being cut open by the Sun King. This scene was actually more frightening than the blood flowing everywhere.
"Su Xiu, look, there is actually rice!" Zhang Heng ignored the dirt splashing on his face and happily held up a duck stomach, half-cut open, revealing a few grain-like things inside.
"Really!" Su Xiu cheered, because she was the one who proposed to search for rice. Now that she has actually found it, her contribution will be endless. The reward is second, the power she wants, and power is and prestige.
What is linked to, food is the easiest thing to increase prestige.
"What a blessing!" Zhang Heng couldn't suppress the joy on his face. He quickly took out the grains carefully, and finally found something different. The grains in his hands were actually three times larger than the modern varieties currently grown in the tribe.
The shape is neither oval nor straight, but curved, with one end larger and the other pointed, resembling an animal's teeth.
There were only seven grains in total. Zhang Heng pinched open the outer shell of one grain. It was very hard but very thin. The inside was white. It was very different from the color and texture of rice. Although he did not have the courage to taste the herbs, this thing was an animal.
Of course people can eat it
I ate it without hesitation, put it directly into my mouth, bit it into two pieces with my front teeth, chewed it, and spit it out after a while, but the smile on my face did not diminish, and I laughed and said, "That's right.
This is the taste, more fragrant than rice!"
"This rice is so strange!" Su Xiu took one and held it in her hand to observe. Suddenly, she exposed her teeth and said softly: "Wang, do you think they look like my little tiger teeth?"
"Tiger teeth? Oh, you mean that your two misaligned teeth look nothing like rice grains! You must have loved eating sweets when you were a child. Your teeth didn't grow properly when you changed them. If a girl's teeth don't grow well, it will affect her appearance.
Yes. When you have time, you should go get it done. Some women in the village have had their misaligned teeth corrected." Zhang Heng replied angrily.
These words made Su Xiu extremely depressed. Her cute little tiger teeth were actually said to be misaligned teeth, and she was asked to have plastic surgery. Unfortunately, she deliberately exposed her tiger teeth every time she smiled.
Zhang Heng suddenly laughed out loud, "I'm kidding you, um. From now on, this kind of rice will be called tiger tooth rice, haha!"
"That's more or less the same!" Su Xiu replied shyly. She had already figured out that when the Sun King joked, it meant he was in a good mood. It didn't matter if he went a little further at this time. The Sun King was basically all right at this time.
It's impossible to be angry.
Zhang Heng is not yet a king, but he is asking his subordinates to figure out their character. This is not a good thing, but it cannot be said to be a bad thing either!
"The rice has been found. Give me the order to capture all the birds in the area, except the ducks!" Zhang Heng said in a cold voice.
Another three days passed, and the last batch of ducks released were also slaughtered by him. It was impossible not to slaughter them. The feathers on their wings were all cut off and they could not fly. They had no choice but to wait for death when they were released. So he simply fulfilled his wish.
At least the last batch contributed dozens more grains of rice.
There are less than 500 pieces in total, and they can be picked up with both hands. This is what they gained when they came out. Once they get the things, they will naturally return quickly. The fifth heavy snow may cause losses, and it will be difficult to move by then.
More than ten days later, a group of people braved the wind and snow and marched back to the tribe. At this time, they had just entered the tribe less than a month ago, and there were still nearly three long months. Among them, they would not be able to go out for at least more than a month. The three teams of soldiers sent
None of them have come back. It seems that they are preparing to spend the winter outside. Zhang Heng is not worried. If he cannot come back in time, he can also find a place to escape the wind and snow and survive the coldest half month. This can be regarded as an experience, so that he can
Soldiers adapt to fight in any environment.
War in ancient China had a winter break. Zhang Heng wanted to break this rule, rain or shine, this is the original nature!
"Go and call Lao He back!" The hundreds of millet in his hand can only be dried by the sun and wind. They cannot be close to fire sources and cannot be allowed to get too hot. Otherwise, even if the seedlings can be cultivated, they will not be able to form grains.
, he still knows this bit of common sense.
The old plant expert has lived in the Ginger tribe for a long time, because there is farmland there, and he will start cultivating seedlings after winter.
One day later, Lao He rushed back to Taihao in a Bifan chariot. All the king's chariots were used, which naturally meant how urgent the matter was.
"Is this rice?" Lao He looked at the grains in the dustpan and said uncertainly.
Zhang Heng said seriously: "Yes, a lot of manpower and material resources were spent on these millets, and four warriors were lost. The price paid was not low. Now I want you to cultivate seedlings and propagate this rice in large quantities."
Lao He nodded. He was already happy to see Xie Xin. Rice has always been a subject of life. From hybrid rice to the super rice currently being studied, it is related to human beings' food and clothing. If there is a breakthrough, it will go down in history.
, even just the history of the divine land is enough to make his heart move.
"Wang, may I ask, have you given a name for this kind of rice?" Lao He tried to eat one, and his face became even more excited. He has been growing rice in the sacred soil for many years. The quality of this kind of rice is conservatively estimated to be three times higher.
The above is such a special shape and its value is unpredictable.
"We already have it. It's called tiger tooth rice. How about it? Is it enough to use these as seeds?" Zhang Heng asked.
Lao He nodded and said: "There should be no problem. Mr. Yuan was able to cultivate hybrid rice with just one rice plant. We are stepping on the shoulders of our predecessors. It will be easy to cultivate it again. However, Wang, I suggest that it is best to
Breeding hybrid rice.”
"Oh, how can I put it this way? I have learned some about the benefits of hybrid rice in textbooks. The advantages are high yield and good taste. But the disadvantage is that the seeds can only be used in one generation, and they will no longer work in the second generation. If this is the case, in the future
Isn't it a little troublesome to cultivate seeds?" Zhang Heng naturally wanted to get it done once and for all, why bother himself.
"Wang, please listen to me explain in detail. The composition of hybrid rice is divided into three lines: male sterile line, maintainer line and restorer line. These three lines of rice are indispensable. As long as you control the most critical line,
You can spread this rice to the earth and monopolize the industry!" This is what Lao He actually meant.
This made Zhang Heng frown, ponder for a moment, and then said: "Tell me the details of the cultivation process of hybrid rice!"
ps: The 2,000-word chapter of this chapter has been posted first to ensure perfect attendance, and will be updated to 9,000-word version tomorrow!