Chapter 133: Their demands are unbelievably simple

The most famous thing in the country of Champa is Champa rice!

During the Song Zhenzong Dazhong auspicious period, it was promoted from Fujian to Jianghuai, Liangzhejiang and other roads.

According to legend, its species came from the Champa kingdom and got its name. It is suitable for high fields and has a certain effect on preventing drought damage in southeast China.

During the Southern Song Dynasty, the planting range was further expanded, and the east and west roads of Jiangnan and Liangzhejiang roads were particularly popular. Champa rice and late rice were combined to form double cropping rice, which greatly increased the grain yield.

This allowed the Southern Song Dynasty to feed many people with very little land.

Champa rice has many characteristics. One is "drought tolerance". The second is strong adaptability, "born regardless of location". Third, the growth period is short, only more than 50 days from planting to harvesting.

This thing is very ordinary in the eyes of the Cham people, but in the eyes of the Ming people, this thing is a priceless treasure.

The rice seeds that were transported to China during the Song Dynasty have been separated from the original appearance of Champa rice after hundreds of years of sowing.

What makes the Ming people crazy is that the rice they carefully cultivated is actually not as good as the rice that the people of Zhancheng throw into the ground at will.

The way the Champa people planted rice was very simple: after sowing the seeds, they waited for the harvest to be harvested in more than 50 days.

Therefore, one of the most important tasks of Jin Hu's visit to Champa this time is to regain the original seeds of Champa rice.

Although the Champa rice on the edge of the small lake was almost destroyed, there were still some rice that survived tenaciously, so after seeing the rice ripe, Jin Hu ordered his men to harvest the rice.

Zhang Chun, a student of Yushan Agriculture, regards these rice as precious as eyeballs.

If these rice seeds can also show the strong vitality of Zhancheng in the south of the Ming Dynasty, then even if he dies, he will not feel any regrets.

In fact, not all of them have left the residence.

Meng Shixian is a woman who is unwilling to leave her homeland.

She had no husband, and after leaving the lake, she could not survive, so she continued to cultivate her family's few fields with a two-year-old boy.

When the Ming army came, she didn't run, she didn't dodge, and when the Ming soldiers looked at his bare skin on the outside of his clothes, she didn't show too much panic.

She knew what was going to happen next, so she sent the child into the house, leaving her outside to wait for the tragic fate that was coming.

Meng Shixian was a dark-skinned woman, but her appearance was very good, one Ming army after another walked in front of her, and she could even feel the flame of desire burning in the eyes of those soldiers.

However, although these Ming soldiers were all admiring her figure and beauty, none of them left the team, caught her, and dragged her into the dense woods.

A man who looked like a low-level officer took out a handful of silver dollars from his arms and shook it in front of her eyes, the meaning was obvious, without waiting for Meng Shixian to agree to this request to buy spring, this low-level officer was kicked by his superiors and continued to move forward.

"I just want to ask her to buy something to eat!"

Tian Chengwen, who was annoyed and angry, roared angrily.

The man who kicked him was a lieutenant.

"Do you fucking want to buy spring, or do you want to buy things, do you think Lao Tzu is blind?"

"It's really about buying food."

"Nothing to eat in the army?"

"I don't want to eat canned food, I just want to eat something fresh."

When the lieutenant heard this, he came back to Meng Shixian; "Do you have food? If there is, I buy it with silver dollars. ”

As he spoke, he slapped a stack of silver dollars into Meng Shixian's hand.

The country of Cochin used silver, and the same was true of the state of Champong, and Meng Shixian, who had lived on the border between Cochin and Champa for a long time, naturally knew the role of silver, especially the silver coins with the pattern of the printer, which were worth more than the rough silver ingots.

There was never a shortage of rice in Meng's family, so she boldly took the silver coin and took the lieutenant to the back of a large banyan tree.

It may be said that a large banyan tree here is actually a forest, and the dense aerial roots hang down from the banyan tree, and it will not take long for this aerial root to grow into a new banyan tree.

These banyan trees grow entangled with each other, snuggling up to each other, and eventually, a banyan tree becomes a banyan forest, and it is no longer possible to distinguish each other.

Behind the banyan forest, there is a complete bamboo building, Meng Shixian used a penny to poke the first floor of the bamboo building, and a lot of dry rice fell into the bamboo basket that had been placed long ago.

The lieutenant was very excited, the rice was dry and fresh, and it looked like new rice that had been harvested for a short time, and his hand was already on the hilt, but he quickly let go of the handle of the knife, pointed to the rice in the basket and asked Meng Shixian.

"All this rice is yours?"

Meng Shixian nodded, although she couldn't understand what the lieutenant said, but she was very smart and understood what the lieutenant was asking her.

The lieutenant took out two cans of canned meat from his backpack and handed them to Meng Shixian: "This is a reward for you, if you can help us find more new rice, I have more silver for you." ”

As he spoke, the lieutenant took out a stack of silver dollars from his bosom and pointed at the rice, and then at Meng Shixian.

The lieutenant saw Meng Shixian's two-year-old son, and he opened the canned meat on the spot, signaling that Meng Shixian's mother and son could eat immediately.

Eating is a skill that everyone must have, and at this point, it doesn't even take much for everyone to understand what it means.

The delicious canned meat completely conquered Meng Shixian's mother and son, she returned the silver dollar to the lieutenant, and pointed to the canned food that had just been eaten up and grunted to the lieutenant with her own request.

Then, the lieutenant exchanged ten canned meat for the millet of the Meng family.

The lieutenant felt very guilty, he felt like a liar, and ten cans were exchanged for five thousand catties of rice...... No, rice seeds!

After this, the lieutenant seemed to have discovered a new way to conquer the Champens, and he even felt that the power of canned meat seemed to be stronger than that of artillery.

So, he did a lot of experiments with canned meat...... From subduing prisoners, planting and buying people's hearts, to hiring mercenary guides with canned meat, to exchanging canned meat for a large amount of rice.

"A can of meat can be exchanged for a little girl, or a pig!"

"Lao Tzu exchanged a canned meat for a load of rice.

"This is a fart, Lao Tzu slept with a woman for three days with a canned meat."

When Jin Hu found out that his men had bought a stockade with a handful of candy, he began to reconsider whether the Ming people were in the city and whether the brutal rule of Cochin was necessary.

"The formation of the concept of the state is a very advanced concept, and the concept of the state in my Ming Dynasty has only really begun to be implemented, and I don't believe that these savages-like countries will form the concept of the state so quickly.

I prefer to believe that the basis of the rule of the king of Champa is actually - military suppression! Let others be afraid of him, so that they will not dare to resist. ”

"This is state terrorism, Ah Zhao said this way of ruling a long time ago, and it is easy to break this way of rule, that is, to defeat Po Asu, so that the people of the Champa country can see that the people they were afraid of in the past are actually a puddle of mud.

Break all the aura on his body, what god aura, what invincible aura, what voodoo aura, what divine aura.

When these auras are completely stripped away, Bhasu will immediately be humbled to the dust. “

After discussing it with Yun Shu, Jin Hu decided to give up suppressing the nearby people and began to persistently deal with the upcoming big war with Po Asu.

When the beautifully decorated war elephants rushed out of the woods, the golden tiger did not run.

This was very strange to Po Asu, and he even thought that his invincible war elephant had frightened the people of the Ming Kingdom.

Holding a halberd, Po Asu sits on the back of a huge Asian bull elephant and dances around on the elephant's back while shouting "Halala".

Jin Hu put down the fire gun in his hand...... The distance is too far for the fire to hit Po Asu.

Yun Shu laughed and said, "This earth king won't think that the war elephant is really invincible, right?" ”

Jin Hu said: "In the battle with the Siam, Nanzhang, and Jiaozhi people, the war elephants played an unimaginable role, so you have to allow Bo Asu to think like this." ”

While the two were chatting, the war elephants lined up in a row and were about to come to the trench dug by the Ming army.

The trench was so wide that it was impossible for war elephants to cross it.

The trench is also very deep, and once a war elephant falls into a trench, there is basically no way to climb up on its own.

"Harala ......"

Wearing a feathered crown, he stood on the door of the elephant's head with his feet on the neck of the elephant, and opened his arms like a god.

Not only is the Po Asu like this, but the nobles who are riding on the elephants are also standing majestically on the huge heads of the Asian elephants, wielding halberds, and some of them even draw bows and shoot arrows, sending feathered arrows to the front of the army of the heavily armed Great Fire Gunners.

Yun Shu threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, picked up the fire gun and said to Jin Hu: "Leave the elephant, end the battle as soon as possible, and we can enter the city as soon as possible, I hope that there can be something worth taking care of in this earth king's home."

"Bang!"

The golden tiger pulled the trigger, and a nobleman of the Champa Kingdom, who had the most gorgeous clothes and the most exaggerated movements, and the fastest elephant galloping under his seat, fell from the elephant like a flower butterfly, and was immediately trampled into meat by the raging elephant herd.

The sound of the firecrackers in the Ming army is not dense, but because they are all the best of the best, every firecracker who is qualified to shoot is a sharpshooter.

On the platform carried by an elephant were four men, a general, three servants, three crossbowmen with bows and arrows, and the main general was responsible for harvesting the enemy's lives in close combat with a three-zhang long halberd.

"Harala ......"

Behind the herd of war elephants, followed by a group of strange costumes, their faces painted with white paint into all kinds of vicious appearances, they sang and danced, fearlessly followed behind the war elephants, and attacked the Ming army while dancing.