Chronicles of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 30 30. Rice Photo
With this sense of certainty, Ji Heng's tense body relaxed.

Looking down again, he saw that Qin Shi had already pressed his fingerprint, and the picture on the black board suddenly changed, showing rows of small squares with bright colors and patterns.

She pointed to the battery indicator in the upper right corner and said, "Your Majesty, this is like the oil in a lamp. If the green light turns red, the oil is running low. If there's no red at all, the lamp is out of oil."

She also brought a few power banks, but they were also of limited use. In an emergency, she didn't know whether to use them for the reader or the mobile phone, so she just ignored them for now.

She clicked on all the icons that required internet access one by one, shut down and restarted the computer, but when she opened it, it couldn't even preload, everything was blank.

Qin Shi looked at it and felt quite disappointed.

She turned her head to look at Ji Heng, her smile tinged with disappointment: "Your Majesty, these are of no use at the moment."

Ji Heng glanced back and said proudly, "Though Great Qin may not possess such treasures now, with the combined efforts of our nation, nothing can be impossible in the future. You need not be sad."

Qin Shi: ...

Your Majesty, this is a consolation, right?
To comfort An Cheng's sense of pride that "our great Qin is omnipotent", he truly deserves to be a monarch supported by the entire nation's resources!

She couldn't help but smile, then said with a smile: "Then, my king, would you like to see where I was before?"

The phone was so simple to operate, if she hadn't told him, wouldn't Ji Heng have the right to try it? At this moment, Qin Shi placed the phone on the table:

"My lord, just tap the icon here quickly to view it."

She had clicked on many apps before. Ji Heng nodded slightly, then stretched out his finger and lightly clicked on "Album".

The next moment, countless pictures were neatly arranged. Although they were tiny, each object and scene was as clear as what could be seen with the naked eye.

Ji Heng was cheered up. He didn't need Qin Shi to say anything more. He had learned it by himself and clicked on the big picture again.

The latest photo on the phone suddenly appears.

That photo was unremarkable. Qin Shi had just taken it while looking out the window on the high-speed train.

The train was traveling at a speed of 300 km/h. Outside the window was an endless expanse of fertile rice fields. Harvesters were moving in the fields, leaving only large and neat stretches of straw wherever they passed.

And further away, another silver-white train passed by from the sky, like a silver dragon in the golden field.

If you have ever taken a high-speed train, you probably have more or less similar photos in your photo album.

But Ji Heng's eyes were fixed on it.

"What is this?" he asked hoarsely.

"This one?" Qin Shi pointed at the high-speed rail: "A high-speed train that can run every hour--"

She calculated in her mind that one kilometer was equal to 2.4 Qin li, which meant: "We can travel about 1400 li per hour."

Zhou Ju, who was standing nearby, peeked in and saw this, his breathing held steady.

One thousand four hundred miles per hour?!
Even with the smoothest and fastest roads, and the king's most elite chariots and horses, at their fastest, they could only travel 400 miles a day! If you divide it by hours, they could only travel 33 miles in an hour!

However, Ji Heng pointed at the golden rice fields.

"That divine chariot is similar in color to your watch. I'm afraid it's beyond the reach of the people of the Great Qin. What I'm asking is, is there rice in this field?"

Although the picture is small, at first glance you can see that the heavy rice ears hanging in front are very large, which obviously shows that the yield is extraordinary.

Qin Shi was stunned.

When ordinary people look at things, treasures that they have never owned are naturally more attractive.

But when the King of Qin came to see it, he immediately guessed that high-speed rail could not do it now, and instead looked at the more basic and most critical food crops.

Seeing the big picture from the small details, he was probably filled with the thought that apart from ruling, there was only the Great Qin.

Qin Shi inexplicably felt a sense of admiration in his heart.

So she stretched out two fingers and spread them apart on the screen to enlarge the image:
"Your Majesty, it's rice." After the mobile phone picture was briefly enlarged, the heavy and full rice ears became more clearly visible. Compared with the rice grown in Qin today, the rice ears were longer, and the grains on both sides were larger and fuller.

Even at first glance, in this vast field of fertile harvest, there was not a single withered grain or weed in the entire picture.

Zhou Ju covered his mouth instantly.

He didn't want to act like a child, but if he didn't hold it tightly, he would probably shout out in court!
This rice! How could this rice be like this...

"How good is the rice harvest?"

When Ji Heng looked at Qin Shi, the layers of light in his eyes seemed to flow into the thousands of candles in the hall, fiercely and intimidatingly for a moment.

His anticipation was so startling and so palpable.

But when Qin Shi looked back, he only sighed faintly:

"Your Majesty, this rice is a single-season rice, with a yield of about 1,000 kilograms per mu."

At present, the yield per mu of the best farmland in Qin State is only 200 kilograms.

Ji Heng could understand her bold and direct gaze without even having to delve into it. Then, a huge sense of disappointment washed over him, only to arouse his desire to win even more.

Since it appears in this world, I will definitely possess it!
If it fails in one day, then a hundred days! If it fails in a hundred days, then a thousand days! If it fails in a thousand days, we will still have the Great Qin for eternity!

"How can we obtain such a good seed?"

His determined look was so naked that Qin Shi took a deep breath and answered seriously:

"Your Majesty, it took thousands of people nine years to finally produce this fine seed from where I came. Your Majesty, you have to devote all your resources to this end. One nine years, two nine years... I can't be sure."

But Ji Heng stood up instantly.

His tall and imposing figure came crashing down upon me, his usual calm and composed demeanor gone. Instead, he took two quick steps and suddenly turned around, the light in his eyes brighter than a candlelight:

"If you say so, it is achievable even with human power today!"

"A mere nine years! I can wait! Even if it's ten nine years, the Great Qin can wait!"

His mood was so excited that Qin Shi couldn't help but be infected by his spirit, so that she nodded heavily:
"If you succeed, Your Majesty's achievements will be passed down through the ages and will be immortal."

Ji Heng looked at the picture again and again with nostalgia, wishing he could memorize every detail of the rice, but then he put it down, sat back at the desk, and looked at the next picture.

He didn't zoom in again, but simply flipped through the list of images, quickly browsing through thousands of pictures separated by strange, unrecognizable characters.

He had seen characters like that on the box of the magic medicine before. According to Qin Qing, they indicated the time.

Then he suddenly slowed down, pointed at a certain time zone in the picture, zoomed in and out, and seemed to be understating it:

"Your image at this moment seems to be filled with grief and resentment, and your heart is in a state of struggle."

He promised: "If there are enemies who are dissatisfied, I can order the royal army to crush them."

Zhou Ju quietly looked over, but the small and clear pictures were just some ordinary flowers, plants, trees and sky, and he couldn't really tell what was there.

Qin Shi was stunned.

Then she looked at the date on the photo and was stunned again.

That was...the day she was diagnosed with cancer.

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During the Qin Dynasty, rice (not popular), also called rice, and glutinous rice (often called glutinous rice). He and Gu are general terms.

[I won’t finish discussing the functions of the mobile phone at once, and will continue to discuss them in the following chapters. Feel free to discuss the functions that are not mentioned, but don’t rush.]

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