Chapter 259

One of the most influential and well-informed xiaoqishu replied: "let me correct it first. This species is called potato, not bean soil. It is the most common high-yield crop in our world. Just now Gu Zheng took the two big potatoes, which add up to at least more than a kilogram."

"Cut into seed blocks, a potato can produce seven or eight buds, and 15 or 6 Tuos of mature potatoes are planted."

"There is no need to clean up in such dry land. The yield of thousands of kilograms per mu can be guaranteed. In modern times, it is also possible to produce two or three thousand kilograms."

"What!"

Upon hearing this, the client's ball was convulsed with heartache: "can these two potatoes be harvested?"

"There are always hundreds of kilograms."

After hearing the most frightening answer for the client, the white soul ball finally swayed and fainted.

Then he forgot what the book said, but he woke up in a moment.

"What you want to pray for now is that Gu Zheng doesn't bake all these potatoes before they are buried in the ground."

"You won't have time to faint."

You don't have to say that there is no system without a host.

Laughing and forgetting the book really guessed Gu Zheng's mind.

However, it also underestimated Gu Zheng's endurance. After eating two potatoes, he just said regretfully, "forgot to sprinkle salt!" and carried the remaining seeds to his room.

He can still tell the value of one potato from countless potatoes.

Now that he even has grain reserves, Gu Zheng will make a good plan for the temple.

As for now, Gu Zheng, who is completely sleepless, plans to complete the daily tasks issued by the abbot system in his body.

Isn't it more than 80% of those who are familiar with scriptures?

It's a little interesting. It's not mastery and understanding.

Strolling back to the room, Gu Zheng, the lamp in front of the bed has not been extinguished all night.

When sichen's monk, the first to get up in the temple, went to the well to fetch water, wash his face and clean the temple, Gu Zheng sat in the hall of the morning class in high spirits, waiting for the master's arrival.

Yes, he fell asleep after reading only one Sutra last night. The Buddhist Sutra is as hypnotic as the most powerful sleeping pill for him.

As for daily tasks, let's talk about it.

Today's daily life is as usual, eating, sleeping and playing a round chapter.

After the assignment in the hall, Zhu Yuanzhang found that he was left alone again.

The master sitting at the head, after receiving Gu Zheng and handing him a single copy of the Buddhist sutra he had never seen before, hurried straight to his Sutra hall without leaving a word to the other disciples and grandchildren in the temple.

And everyone at this time knows that Shifu, it's going to be closed again.

If elder martial brother hadn't respected the old and loved the young for so many years, the actual chairmanship of the temple would have been handed over to him.

As far as master's Buddhist temperament is concerned, I wish all the food and drink in this world had nothing to do with myself. I wish I could hold the vast Buddhist Scriptures for a long time and serve the real Buddha.

Therefore, everyone did not resist the elder martial brother's high-pressure policy, but left the most pitiful little monk to bear the ravages of the great pervert.

"Younger martial brother Yuanzhang, your task today is..."

"Younger martial brother Yuanzhang, your task today is..."

In this way, Zhu Yuanzhang endured the physical devastation and mental torture, gritted his teeth and carried it for a month, and finally reached the critical point he couldn't stand.

"Pa!"

The huge broom was thrown on the ground by Zhu Yuanzhang, because Gu Zheng's ruler full of Buddha nature and spirituality would fall on him from time to time, which also made Zhu Yuanzhang's mind more and more clear and his body more and more robust when he was studying.

Let the second brother who has been eating and sleeping with him marvel at his changes.

The boy who was as thin as bean sprouts began to grow. Until now, Gu Zheng didn't know that he was hungry at the beginning of his ten-year-old image.

He, the younger martial brother appointed by the future emperor, is actually a 15-year-old boy.

The early formed thinking also made the precocious child learn to think.

What really bothers Zhu Yuanzhang these days is not the arrangement of more work and schoolwork than usual, but that he seems to have been beaten and addicted.

Every time the ruler was drawn on his palm and back, his brain seemed to be flexible. Every time he encountered obstacles in the process of learning calligraphy and scriptures, as long as he was drawn by the eldest martial brother, he could immediately understand.

Now even Zhu Yuanzhang himself doubts whether he is a cheap leather.

The master brother had already seen his essence clearly and began to educate him on violence aesthetics early.

Otherwise, in just one month, I learned more than 2000 new words and recited two basic Buddhist scriptures.

This is not at all the learning speed of a newly enlightened peasant child.

If you put it outside, it can be called a child prodigy.

The more he thought about it, the more irritable Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the broom he was cleaning the side hall and put it aside. He stared angrily at the clay statue of Buddha in front of him.

"You clay sculptures can really protect the peace of our people?"

"Where was your compassionate Buddha when you were thousands of miles away? The first-class people in the Dayuan Dynasty were your people. Aren't we fourth-class southerners like us human?"

"You should know that the original people were barbarians on the grassland, and they didn't serve orthodox Bodhisattvas like you. If you snobbish things really have power and power, they will cling to and flatter."

"I'm afraid the incense in front of my temple is not enough to afford your enjoyment in the blissful heaven?"

"But now? All the Pilgrims who really believe in you are almost dead, that is, old, young, sick and disabled like me. I have to wash your Buddha body."

"Why? You can be so carefree like this? Go to Beidi to find your grandfather!"

The more he spoke, the more angry Zhu Yuanzhang looked around boldly. When he found that there was no one in the side hall, he took out a brush from the small bag containing the four treasures of study, which was placed in the corner. After he was full of the ink he was grinding out, he wrote about his resentment behind the Buddha statue.

"The Great Buddha Temple is too small to accommodate. You can find your way thousands of miles away. Get out of here! "