Especially in the south of the Ming Dynasty, many areas no longer grow food. Instead, they specialize in growing potatoes and sweet potatoes to make money.

Potatoes are fine, but sweet potatoes seem to particularly like the tropics.

Especially in Guangdong and Guangxi, sweet potatoes can grow all year round, and the yield per mu can reach three to four thousand kilograms.

It can produce two crops a year!

People in the Ming Dynasty don't eat this stuff now. At most, someone can make some to try it out.

Whoever eats potatoes and sweet potatoes as their staple food every day will make their neighbors laugh to death.

Even the most greedy children have to fry the sweet potatoes before they eat them.

Last year, the Ming Dynasty had a bumper sweet potato harvest, and the price of sweet potatoes is dropping at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the Ming Dynasty, a few silver dollars could buy a truckload of potatoes and sweet potatoes, but in Russia they were good enough to keep people alive.

To put it bluntly, Ming Dynasty used pig feed to feed Russians.

"Oh, thank you so much, Generalissimo, you have helped us Russia a lot.

On behalf of all Russians, I thank you!" Ekaterina thanked Li Xiao elegantly.

"Then the issue of command authority in the north...!"

"Command power can be given to General Stewie, but Marshal Kutuzov must participate in combat decision-making."

Ekaterina lamented in her heart, since she couldn't keep her command, it was better to just exchange for some food.

This can be regarded as maximizing Russia’s interests!

"Very good! This matter is settled like this. From next month, Daming will deliver these grains to Russia.

However, these grains need to be exchanged by Russia with corresponding timber.

Every month, Russia must provide Ming Dynasty with 150 wagons of wood."

There is nothing left in Russia now, so Li Xiao has no choice but to collect wood that is not very valuable.

Russian wood grows in the cold zone and has very good wood quality. It is also very popular in Daming and can be sold at a good price.

"Uh...! This...!"

Although she was prepared in her heart, Ekaterina was still a little angry.

The Ming Dynasty is such a philistine country. If it gives you something, it will inevitably take away the same thing.

Over the years, Russia's mineral deposits in Central Asia have been almost lost.

Now, I actually came up with the idea of ​​lumber.

It is estimated that after this war, even the Kremlin will be theirs.

"His Majesty!

Your Majesty!" A chamberlain ignored etiquette and ran over in a panic.

"What happened? You're in such a panic." Ekaterina frowned and looked at the chamberlain.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't know why, but his nose is bleeding non-stop. Please go and have a look!" the chamberlain said with a tearful tone.

"What?" Ekaterina stood up in shock.

Crown Prince Paul suffers from a strange disease that cannot be stopped as long as he bleeds.

Every time he bleeds, his life is in danger.

"Your Majesty, Generalissimo, please forgive me, I need to see Paul.

Oh! My poor Paul!" Ekaterina bowed deeply to Li Xiao and, surrounded by a group of minions, followed the chambermaid deep into the Kremlin.

Li Xiao opened his mouth helplessly!

People with hemophilia really delay things.

But Li Xiao couldn't help it. After all, Paul was the Russian Crown Prince, and he had a high status and he didn't need it.

Regardless of her manners, Ekaterina trotted to the palace of Crown Prince Paul!

"Did it hit somewhere?

How did you protect the crown prince? If I knew it was your fault, you would all be dead."

Before entering Paul's bedroom, Catherine's roar could already be heard.

In the crown prince's palace, the attendants, wet nurses and maids turned pale with fear.

Ekaterina doesn't just talk, she actually does it.

The previous group of people who failed to take good care of Crown Prince Paul are now buried in the cemetery.

Crown Prince Paul was lying on the sofa, the front of his clothes soaked in blood. His face was covered with hematoma scars!

Paul's already pale face became even paler due to excessive blood loss.

The attendants, maids, and wet nurses beside him all stood trembling and bewildered.

"What are you doing stupidly? Go and invite Rasputin." Yekaterina roared violently.

"I've already gone to invite her. She should arrive soon." The wet nurse with a higher status said tremblingly.

"How did this happen? How did Paul become like this?

You should die, you all should die!" Yekaterina roared at the top of her lungs.

Paul is her and her husband's only child and the only heir to her throne.

Now something happened to this big baby, which suddenly made Ekaterina panic.

"Forgive these people, my majesty!" Rasputin walked in under the guidance of his attendants.

"Look at Paul, he's in pain!" Ekaterina grabbed Rasputin's hand and said in confusion.

"Don't worry my Majesty, I'm here!" Rasputin patted Catherine's hand.

"Don't crowd around here, you are forgiven." Rasputin waved to the attendants.

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!" The maids and attendants immediately dispersed, and everyone looked at Rasputin with eyes full of gratitude.

Rasputin took out a dark pill from his arms and stuffed it into Paul's mouth. Then he sat cross-legged next to Paul's bag and muttered something in his mouth.

Strangely enough, about twenty minutes passed.

Paul's face began to look normal, and the hematoma was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There is no more blood flowing out of the nose!

After about half an hour, Paul's breathing became more stable. After a while, he actually fell asleep peacefully.

"It's okay, my majesty!" Rasputin stood up and looked at Crown Prince Paul, who was sleeping peacefully.

"Thank u!
Chapter completed!