However, just when everyone was rejoicing, a discordant voice suddenly shouted, "Food is the most important thing for the people, and food safety is the most important thing. Mo Jiazi, although your idea is good, pesticide is after all a highly toxic substance. How can it be eaten when it is sprinkled on the food? "
Everyone looked over, only to see the short Confucian scholar angrily reprimanding him.
"This!" Many people suddenly hesitated in their hearts.
After all, poison is poison. It is harmful to the human body. What if it is harmful to the body after eating it?
Li Shimin also frowned. He looked at Meton and wanted to see how Meton would explain.
Meton immediately retorted, "When a drop of ink is dripped into a basin, the water will still be black. If it is dripped into a pond, it will disappear instantly. This pesticide is a low-toxic substance. Firstly, it is not harmful to the human body when it is added to 15kg of water. Secondly, it is sprinkled on six acres of land. The amount of pesticide sprinkled on each crop is very small. After killing the pests, it will be washed clean after a few rains. Thirdly, it is sprinkled on the surface of the wheat, the seeds of the wheat are not contaminated at all. How can it be poisonous?"
Hearing Meton's explanation, many people nodded and stopped trusting him. In this way, the residual toxicity of the pesticide has been removed.
The short scholar snorted and said, "After all, the poison is sprinkled on the crops. No matter how much food is produced, I will not eat it."
Meton said with a cold face, "That is because you have not experienced hunger. For people who do not have enough food, eating is the most important thing. This pesticide is specially used to kill pests. Even a delicate crop is fine, let alone a human. Moreover, the wheat and rice that we eat will be shelled. We will only eat rice, flour, and millet. If the people in the world do not eat it, we can sell it to the Mo Family Village. From today onwards, the Mo Family Village will also use pesticides to grow crops. From me to the ordinary children, we will all eat crops that have been sprinkled with pesticides to prove to the world that crops that have been sprinkled with pesticides are harmless."
Meton grew up eating crops that had been grown with pesticides in his previous life. He grew up healthily, so why would he be afraid of these?
"I believe in Mo Jiazi!"
"I believe it too!"
To most people, as long as they could get more food, everything else could be put aside. Moreover, even if they were worried about the toxicity, they could plant their own fields that were not sprayed with pesticides for their own consumption.
The tall and short Confucian scholar wanted to continue arguing, but he suddenly discovered that several of Mo Jiazi's younger brothers had appeared around him. The one in the lead was a middle-aged man with one arm. This person was Uncle Wang, who was responsible for Mo Jiazhan's safety.
"This way please! Mo Skill Exhibition does not welcome the two of you. "One-armed Uncle Wang said coldly.
"Why? We spent one tael of silver to buy them. "The tall Confucian scholar was unconvinced.
"I'm sorry, but all the tickets for the Mo Skills Exhibition are free." One-armed Uncle Wang frowned and said calmly. His calm eyes made the two of them feel their hair stand on end.
The surrounding people immediately burst into laughter. The invitation ticket was an invitation from the host. If it was an unwelcome guest, the host would naturally not welcome them.
The tall and short Confucian scholar was speechless, and could only be asked to leave.
"If a friend comes, there is good wine. If a bad person comes, there is a spear. As long as it is a friend of Mo Family, Mo Family will do our best to entertain you. If it is an unwelcome guest, Mo Skill Exhibition does not welcome you." Meton said coldly, and could not help but sweep his gaze across the crowd.
Some of the people with bad intentions immediately felt a chill in their hearts. Their greatest offensive weapon, poison, had already been neutralized by Meton with a snap of his fingers. At this moment, they naturally would not look for trouble.
Seeing this, Meton nodded his head in satisfaction, and said: "The pesticide was originally the highlight. In order to clear up everyone's doubts, I can only embarrass myself in advance. Next, we will begin the second Mo Skill Exhibition. Actually, it is not really a Mo Skill, but a result to show everyone."
Meton waved his hand, and a pot of green plants appeared in front of everyone. At the same time, a group of Mo Jiazi's younger brothers appeared in the middle of the crowd carrying pots of plants.
Everyone was suddenly shocked. It was only the second day of February, and many of the branches had just turned green and had not sprouted. However, the plants in Meton's hands had obviously survived the winter.
"Spinach!" Li Shimin immediately recognized that it was the auspicious spinach that Meton had presented to him.
The crowd of Chang 'an City people then remembered that in the Mo Skill Exhibition, Meton had spent a lot of money to buy a small bag of seeds. The Persian merchant had claimed that the vegetables could survive the winter. They could not help but become restless.
Meton pointed at the spinach in his hands that had begun to bloom and said proudly: "Mo Family hereby solemnly announces that spinach has been successfully planted. In a few years, spinach will definitely appear on the dining table of thousands of families in the winter of the Tang dynasty."
"Good!" Everyone immediately cheered.
In the withered and yellow winter, it would be a great enjoyment to be able to eat a mouthful of fresh and tender vegetables. Rich people could still eat pickled vegetables, but ordinary people could not even eat them.
Seeing this, Li Shimin could not help but recall the scene when Mo Jiazi had stolen spinach leaves and the two of them had shared the spoils. He immediately smiled. He believed that after next year, they would not have to be so sneaky anymore.
"It seems that everyone likes to see green plants in the winter." Meton said with a smile. Everyone in the stands suddenly laughed embarrassedly.
Meton continued: "Maybe some people will say that you, Meton, are proficient in foreign lands, so you can naturally find spinach. We have lived in the Tang dynasty for a long time, so we can't go to foreign lands, and we don't have the money to attract merchants from the Western Regions to send the seeds."
Suddenly, many people's faces turned red. Meton had said what they were thinking.
Meton smiled softly and said: "However, you don't know that in addition to pine and cypress, there are also plants in the Tang dynasty that can survive the winter. It's just that you have never noticed them."
Meton waved his hand. Behind him, a cloth slowly fell down, revealing three kinds of green plants. Even though it was cold in spring, they were still green. Looking at their wide leaves, it was obvious that they had just survived the winter.
"These are plants that the Mohist disciples brought over from Jiangnan. The first is a holly, the second is a camphor, and the third is a bigleaf privet. These three types of trees are evergreen all year round and are very resistant to cold. Even if it's snowing heavily in winter, they will still be green. They are one of the few trees that can survive in the north," Moton introduced.
However, when Meton finished speaking, the audience was a little awkward. Everyone looked at each other and frowned.
"Maybe you think that this thing is useless!" Meton shook his head and said: "No, everything in the world is valuable. It's just that we haven't discovered it yet. You can think about it. In the vast winter snow, everything is withered and yellow. However, there is such a place that is full of green, just like spring. Do you still think that these trees are worthless? "
As Meton's voice fell, behind Meton, a huge painting slowly fell down.
Under the white snow, the village was still full of green. The straight streets were separated by green belts made of holly trees. The leaves of camphor trees and bigleaf privet were covered with falling snow. The green leaves and the white snow complemented each other.
Throughout the winter, under the white snow, the dazzling green was particularly touching.
"This is the future plan of Village Mo. Thanks to His Majesty's great kindness, Village Mo is named as the first village in the world. It will be a good example to build Village Mo perfectly. "Meton's voice echoed in the audience.
Everyone gasped. Looking at this heaven-like vision, they couldn't help showing a trace of yearning. The future of Village Mo was really exciting.
Li Shimin looked at the huge painting in front of him and couldn't help but look forward to it: "I'd like to see what Village Mo will be like."
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