Mo Jiuye took a step back, smiled and said to the villagers, "Of course it's true."
Just when the villagers wanted to ask something, Meng Huaining came over with several official officials.
When he took office today, he knew that the Mo family was going to dig sweet potatoes today.
As the son-in-law of the Mo family, sweet potatoes are no stranger to him, and He Zhiran also said that sweet potatoes are not only delicious and full, but also highly productive.
He deliberately arranged the yamen affairs in advance today and rushed back with his people to check.
As soon as he reached the end of the field, he smelled the familiar sweet smell.
"Brother Ninth, are you roasting sweet potatoes?"
Mo Jiuye threw the roasted sweet potato in his hand to him.
Meng Huaining caught it quickly. Although it was still a little hot, he couldn't wait to take a bite.
"Brother Jiu, the roasted sweet potatoes are so delicious. I can't get enough of them."
Meng Huaining sat next to Mo Jiuye with a smile. This move made the officials who followed him a little dumbfounded.
The adults in their family have always been very serious, so much so that they always thought that he would not laugh at all.
What did they see now?
The adults in their family smiled so freely, they were completely different from usual.
Meng Huaining didn't care what his men were thinking. Although he enjoyed the meal, he didn't forget the purpose of rushing back.
"Brother Jiu, how is the yield of sweet potatoes?"
Speaking of the yield of sweet potatoes, a proud expression appeared on Mo Jiuye's face.
He pointed to the sweet potatoes piled on the edge of the field and said: "Did you see it? These are what one acre of land produces. We just weighed them carefully and the yield per acre can reach 5,000 kilograms."
"Brother Ninth, do you think the yield of sweet potatoes can reach 5,000 jins per mu?"
Meng Huaining lost his composure at all. He stopped eating the sweet potato in his hand and stood up.
"Brother Ninth, we have already agreed that these sweet potatoes will be provided to the government to be used as seeds for next year."
He was afraid that Mo Jiuye would regret it, so he spoke in an extremely serious tone.
Naturally, Mo Jiuye could not go back on what he had promised.
Moreover, the couple also discovered a problem. For the food crops produced by the space, such as sweet potatoes, potatoes, corn, and rice, even if the seeds are planted and harvested outside, the yield will not be reduced if they are planted again next year.
Different from these, such as those delicious fruits and vegetables on the mountain, on the contrary, after being planted on cultivated land outside, the yield of the collected seeds will be reduced a lot.
Originally, they thought that after the sweet potatoes were harvested, they would find a time to quietly exchange them with the inventory in the space.
At present, it seems that this kind of humane rule has really helped the couple reduce a big trouble.
Otherwise, they will have to find ways to get seeds from space every year in the future. Now, the seeds of these high-yielding crops can be grown outside in the cultivated land.
"Don't worry, these sweet potatoes will be provided to the government for 100,000 catties, and we will keep the rest to make some profit, but the premise is that after the government collects these sweet potatoes, they cannot be sold on the market until they are cultivated next year."
Meng Huaining didn't know the background of Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran, and he only thought that the source of the Mo family's income was superficial things.
Especially since the Mo family now has so many private soldiers, money will definitely be very tight.
If it weren't for the livelihood of the people, he would definitely not say this.
I thought that Ninth Brother would just give a small part to the government as seeds for next year. Unexpectedly, Ninth Brother supported him so much. He asked for 100,000 kilograms of sweet potato seeds as soon as he opened his mouth. This is most of the Mo family's sweet potato production!
Thinking of this, Meng Huaining solemnly saluted Mo Jiuye with clasped fists.
"Brother Ninth, on behalf of the people of Yuncheng, I thank you and Sister-in-law Ninth for your generosity."
At first, he wanted to ask Brother Jiu and Sister-in-law Jiu for pepper seeds, so as to help the people of Yuncheng earn high incomes.
Seeing the sweet potato harvest now, it is more important to the people's livelihood than chili peppers.
Chili peppers are sold for money, but if they are not sold for a few days, they will turn into a pile of mud.
Sweet potatoes are not only delicious, but most importantly, they are filling. If people can store some sweet potatoes at home for the winter, they will not starve to death.
Although Mo Jiuye said he was no longer an official in the court, he didn't want to see the people living without enough to eat, so he didn't think anything of it.
Besides, my daughter-in-law also said that space is a gift from God, and she must comply with God's will and help those in need as much as possible. Only in this way can she live up to this gift from God.
"Okay, we are all a family, and we should help you. Yuncheng has improved a lot under your governance. In the future, people will be able to fill their stomachs, which is something we are happy to see happen. "
"Okay, I won't be polite to Brother Jiu. How many sweet potatoes have been dug out now?
I will arrange for people to transport it to the grain depot. "
Meng Huaining didn't know why he was so anxious, as if these sweet potatoes would run away if they were not shipped to the grain depot sooner.
"You can do it at any time. There are a lot of people helping now. I think we can dig it all out in three days."
And the sooner the better. He had already seen pictures of that kind of greenhouse in his wife’s space, and when the foreign cargo ship was there, the plastic sheets prepared in advance had already been exposed. Now they are waiting for the sweet potatoes in the cultivated land. After everything was dug out, the villagers built greenhouses before the autumn harvest.
Meng Huaining was already impatient. When Mo Jiuye said that sweet potatoes could be transported now, he was so excited that he forgot to discuss the price, so he turned around and ordered his subordinates:
"You guys go back to the Yamen immediately and transfer all the officials here. Also, bring all the bullock carts in the city."
This was the first time that Ma Junshan saw their adults act so without rules.
He couldn't help but remind: "Sir, weren't you still thinking about the price of these sweet potatoes on the way here? Are you sure you want to transport them now?"
After being reminded, Meng Huaining realized that he was indeed overly excited.
He looked at Mo Jiuye with some embarrassment and said with a blushing face: "Brother Ninth, you saw that I was so happy that you forgot to ask about the price."
When Mo Jiuye promised to provide sweet potato seeds to the government, the reason why he did not raise the price was because he was not yet sure about the yield of sweet potatoes.
Before organizing people to dig sweet potatoes, he and He Zhiran had already discussed that if the yield of sweet potatoes per mu exceeds 3,000 kilograms, they would be sold to the government at a fair price.
Of course, as a seed, the price must be higher than that of ordinary grain.
According to the price of modern sweet potatoes, the market price of a high-yield ordinary sweet potato like this is about three yuan per catty, which is equivalent to the purchasing power of three copper plates in this era.
In other words, the price of sweet potatoes is only three cents per pound.
However, this is the first time sweet potatoes have appeared in Dashun Dynasty and even in surrounding countries, and the price cannot be as low as three cents per pound.
Moreover, the price of seeds is several times higher than that of the grain itself.
