"What are these?" Wu took the paper and looked at it carefully.
Shen Qingqian looked at his family members seriously and said, "I once saw the handwritten notes of Taishi Chen, the most well-traveled person of our dynasty, in my grandfather's study. Twenty years ago, he traveled overseas and also to other countries. This handbook records Several exotic crops, as well as high-yielding grains.”
"What you see now are the pictures of several crops that I have seen in that notebook."
Of course the handwritten notes were fake, she just wanted to find an excuse for the source of her information.
Shen Xiao frowned, "If it is a high-yielding grain, why didn't Master Chen bring it back to Dajin?"
In this era, materials are scarce, and seeds are one of them. Especially for foreigners, they are willing to buy high-quality barley and wheat from Jin Dynasty at high prices.
Similarly, if there are good things from foreign countries, the Jin Dynasty will also want to bring the seeds back. Chinese website
Shen Qingqian had already thought of his words, "Of course Taishi Chen took them with him, but he encountered bandits on his way back, and all the seeds and rare saplings were lost."
"It's no wonder." Shen Xiao was relieved. He just said that with Master Chen's status in the Jin Dynasty, it was impossible not to think of this.
Shen Qingqian continued: "Perhaps you only think that this so-called high yield is not much more than our other grains, but Taishi Chen specifically mentioned in his letter that the yield of sweet potatoes can reach up to ten shi per acre of land!"
"What? Ten stones per acre?" Wu stood up suddenly in shock, "Is it really that much?"
One stone in Dajin is one hundred kilograms. Wheat, which has the highest yield at present, only has eight stones at most in a good harvest year.
Shen Qingqian nodded, "This is what is written in Taishi Chen's notebook."
In fact, under modern precision cultivation of sweet potatoes, the maximum yield can reach about 5,000 kilograms, which is equivalent to fifty shi when converted into stones.
Compared with Dajin's highest output of eight stones, Shen Qingqian only conservatively said ten stones because the productivity at this time was low and she could not guarantee the final output. To put it a little lower, if there are more by then, it will be a surprise.
"With such a high output, is this food delicious?" Shen Qingning asked a real question, which was also in line with her foodie nature.
Shen Qingqian really didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Why could she not stop eating as soon as she opened her mouth?
But the question still needs to be answered, "I don't know about this, but Taishi Chen has mentioned that this thing is regarded as a staple food for ordinary people in the local area."
During a special period in her world, the staple food of the Chinese people was also sweet potatoes. But there was no sophisticated planting at that time, and the yield of sweet potatoes was far less than 5,000 kilograms. Many people still went hungry.
"It can be used as a staple food. It shouldn't be too unpalatable, so I'm relieved." Shen Qingning patted her chest exaggeratedly, "Otherwise, if our family has to eat that food in the future, I won't be able to vomit after eating it, right?"
Mrs. Lin was almost dizzy at her words. She held her forehead and shook her head and said, "You can't live without eating. No one will believe you if you were not transformed from a pig in your last life."
Shen Qingning: "..."
Shen Qingqian couldn't help but burst out laughing, but she quickly covered her mouth and tried to hold back her laughter.
Hahaha, the complaints from my own mother shouldn’t be too sharp.
The others didn't hold back either, and the whole room was filled with laughter.
Shen Qingning blushed as everyone laughed and hurriedly retorted, but unfortunately no one listened to what she said.
At this moment, a pleasant male voice sounded outside the house.
"Is Miss Six at home?"
