When the emperor spoke, everyone immediately fell silent and followed his majesty silently.
But, everyone had a smile on their face.
Officials always have an inexplicable sense of pride.
They always believe that as long as the world develops according to their vision, the world will be peaceful.
When a monarch likes martial arts and even goes to the battlefield personally, they will think that this is the beginning of instability in the world.
A qualified monarch should be wise and restrained, trust them, and be close to farming and mulberry affairs.
Even most of the time, most of the income from farming goes into the pockets of these people.
So, when they saw the grandson of the Ming Dynasty's Supervisor Emperor, sticking out his buttocks and rolling up his trousers and sleeves, and the officials from the Shanglinyuan Supervisor who were also sticking their butts up to the sky, meticulously cutting sweet potatoes in the sweet potato field.
Everyone believes that this is the most meaningful expression of the Ming Dynasty, and its importance even far exceeds the unproven yield of twenty stones per mu.
And in the sweet potato field.
Zhu Yunxi bent down and smelled dirt in his nose, mixed with the pungent smell diluted with farmyard manure. His fair and clean hands were covered with dirt, and the gaps between his fingers were already black.
Because I had been bending down for a long time and moved a lot, the sweat on my face dripped down on the ground.
However, this gave Zhu Yunxi a great sense of security.
In only about four months, this sweet potato field that is not full of cuttings will be harvested for the first time.
Next year, Zhu Yunxi hopes to plant sweet potatoes at the foot of Shenlie Mountain. In the next year, the entire land around Yingtian City will probably be planted.
In three to five years, more than half of Zhili can be covered with sweet potatoes by planting sweet potato vine cuttings.
Yuan Sutai, who was cutting sweet potatoes on the opposite ridge, was more meticulous and attentive than Zhu Yunxi.
The sweet potato vine branches and leaves in the bamboo basket next to me are almost used up.
Yuan Sutai said loudly: "I never thought that a few sweet potato vines could plant so much land. I am wondering if I can wait until these sweet potato branches and leaves grow into sweet potato vines. The Shanglin Garden Supervisor can take the branches and leaves and make cuttings." . In this way, I am confident that this sweet potato field can be planted with sweet potatoes this year."
This is something that takes initiative.
Zhu Yunxi never expected that Yuan Sutai would so quickly come up with a plan to accelerate the expansion of sweet potato planting and expand next year's sweet potato seeds.
He pondered slightly and thought about it for a moment.
It will take more than a month for these cuttings of sweet potato branches and leaves to take root, sprout and spread, and it will take at most two months to cover the ground ridges.
Based on this calculation, this sweet potato field is very hopeful to be fully planted this year, and sweet potatoes are guaranteed to grow.
After all, Yingtianfu is located in the south of the Yangtze River, and winter does not start as quickly as in the north. It is not impossible as long as more top dressing is added.
Zhu Yunxi immediately smiled and said: "This method is feasible. In fact, when the time comes, Jian Zheng can also try the sweet potato vines. Just add some oil and water and stir-fry, and it will be a delicious dish."
Can sweet potato vines be eaten?
Yuan Sutai hesitated for a moment, then looked down at the last sweet potato branch that had been cut into the ridge and had been doused with fertilizer and water.
"You mean, this sweet potato vine is also edible?"
….
Zhu Yuanzhang, with a smile on his face, stood behind the two of them with his hands behind his back, and asked curiously and somewhat doubtfully.
Zhu Yunxi frowned slightly: "In three or two months, pick the leaves. If there are a few pieces of oil residue put in, the worst..."
Zhu Yunxi, who suddenly realized something was wrong, turned his head with a solemn expression, and saw his old man clasping his hands behind his back, leaning over and looking at him.
Behind the old man, there is also the prince and a group of court officials.
Zhu Yuanzhang smiled: "What's the best?"
"The most...the most delicious." Zhu Yunxi whispered back, and then asked curiously: "Why did you leave the palace? And..."
As he spoke, Zhu Yunxi looked at the group of officials behind with greasy smiles in confusion.
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His merit is greater than that of the Three Emperors, and his virtue is greater than that of the Five Emperors. Zhu Yuanzhang's face darkened, he straightened his body, and stared deeply at Zhu Yunxi who was squatting in front of him: "If the Ming Dynasty really produces twenty stones per month, my Ming Dynasty will be able to surpass the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors in merit, and the Ming Dynasty can also restart the Zen!"
As the old man spoke.
When Zhu Yunxi saw a group of officials behind him, they immediately waved their sleeves neatly, and their expressions instantly became solemn and solemn. They were all high-spirited and upright, and then they behaved calmly and rigorously. They bowed and bent meticulously, joined their hands and raised their arms high, covering their heads.
"My great-grandson is wise and has found good seeds. The country is lucky and has benefited the people. The merits of the world have made the Ming Dynasty prosperous without borders. On the day of good harvest, the Ming Dynasty will be worthy of the title of Zen."
Feng Chan...
Zhu Yunxi's eyes moved slightly.
It was obvious that the old man and the officials in front of them heard that he had obtained sweet potato seeds from the barbarian merchants today, and probably also heard what he said in Shanglinyuan Prison about the yield of twenty dan per mu.
So they were all moved and wanted to come and take a look in person to confirm whether the auspicious event of twenty dan per mu would occur in the Ming Dynasty.
[By the way, currently the best one for reading and listening to books, @
That's it. "Zhu Yunxi said with a smile: "In recent years, many merchants from the land of Europe have sailed to the East. The seas were unstable, and many merchant fleets were destroyed and fled to many islands in the South China Sea.
When my grandson went to Jiaozhi Road with the army, he also accidentally obtained a book of records of barbarian merchants, and only then did he know about these miraculous crops. "
After finishing speaking, Zhu Yunxi quickly glanced at everyone present.
Then he added: "Unfortunately, the record book is very old. After my grandson got it, he just flipped through it once and it was completely shattered. In a hurry, my grandson could only write down the few rewards. "
When everyone heard this explanation, they couldn't help but sigh in unison, feeling sorry for those things that must have not been written down by the grandson.
Zhan Hui pondered for a moment, frowned and sighed: "In this way, it is my great luck to the Ming Dynasty. If the record is not discovered by His Highness, I am afraid it will turn into dust soon. Thinking about it this way, it is really a blessing from God. I, the Ming Dynasty, protect my people in the Central Plains!"
Zhu Yuanzhang said: "So, reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles should be the truth."
After finishing speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang reached out and patted Zhu Yunxi on the shoulder, with unstoppable satisfaction in his eyes: "You did a good job."
Zhu Yunxi nodded modestly and declined.
At this time, among the officials accompanying him, Yu Xin, the left servant of the Ministry of Revenue, who had been keeping a low profile for the past two years, suddenly crossed two or three ridges and arrived in front of Zhu Yunxi.
I saw Yu Xin bowing his hands and saying in a deep voice: "May I ask Your Highness, can these sweet potatoes really yield twenty dan per mu? Is this also what is recorded in the records found by Your Highness? If the sweet potatoes enter our Central Plains and the soil and water are not suitable, the yield per mu will be reduced." Will it be affected?"
This is the key question.
How much can the sweet potato yield per mu be achieved?
….
In fact, most people present believed that as long as the yield of sweet potatoes could reach sixty-seven shi per mu, they would dare to encourage the emperor to go to Mount Tai to become a Buddhist monk.
Fengchan is the highest honor and praise for a king.
But at the same time, it is also a praise and honor for the king's ministers!
However, before Zhu Yunxi could answer, Yuan Sutai, the supervisor of Shanglinyuan who was following him, had already stood up under the unexpected gaze of everyone.
Yuan Sutai, who was covered in mud and dressed in coarse linen clothes, did not look like a third-grade official from the Ming Dynasty.
It might as well be that he was just an old farmer hired by the Shanglinyuan Supervisory Office.
However, Yuan Sutai walked up to Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Yunxi with a serious expression on his face.
"I would like to inform your Majesty, Yuan Sutai, the left supervisor of Linyuan Supervisor, that the sweet potato yield per mu will never be less than twenty dan per mu!"
Yuan Sutai, who wanted to feed the entire Ming Dynasty, rarely saw official appearances now, and what he said was as concise and clear as possible.
He said that the sweet potato yield could be no less than 20 dan per mu, and people present really started to look forward to it.
After all, the rice now grown outside Yingtian City with more than a hundred grains was grown by Yuan Sutai and others from Shanglinyuan Supervisor.
It was also because of this incident that the originally small Shanglinyuan Supervisory Yamen has now become a third-grade Yamen, comparable to Yamen such as Taichang Temple and Dali Temple.
Yuan Sutai, however, seemed to be unaware of these official rules. He saw that everyone was silent, thinking that these people did not believe what he said.
Then, Yuan Sutai's face turned red, and then he said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, if the sweet potato yield cannot reach twenty dan per mu this year, I will resign from my post!"
Everyone was surprised.
Seeing this, Zhu Yunxi quickly intervened and grabbed Yuan Sutai: "The Ming Dynasty still needs Yuan Jianzheng to cultivate more improved crops!"
Later, Zhu Yunxi smiled and said to the old man: "Grandpa, actually, my grandson still has five pieces of edible sweet potatoes on hand. These were all found from the ship Fortune of the merchant Fan Chong of Franji. Today's cuttings The five pieces of sweet potatoes are growing under the sweet potato vine here."
There are also sweet potatoes!
There was an immediate commotion among the officials present.
Zhu Yuanzhang even slapped his eldest grandson on the back of the head, then glared and said: "Since there are sweet potatoes here, why don't you take us over to have a look!"
Zhu Yunxi nodded and bowed: "Grandpa, please come this way."
Pointing in a direction, he saw everyone heading towards the place where he put the sweet potatoes.
Zhu Yunxi then turned around and glared at Yuan Sutai, who had just been pulled behind him.
"I still have to rely on you to be the supervisor of Shanglinyuan. Whether the people of the Ming Dynasty can keep their bellies full depends on you. In the future, I will never dare to say such things as resigning!"
Yuan Sutai showed a simple smile on his face that was tanned by the sun.
"I believe what His Highness said."
Harmful!
I will sell it to you later and go to America to find rubber trees!
Zhu Yunxi glared at Yuan Sutai again, and then hurried to catch up with the old man and others who were already gathered in front of a pergola next to the sweet potato field.
Before he got into the crowd, Zhu Yunxi heard an exclamation from the crowd.
"Is the sweet potato so big?"
….
"The smallest one must be weighing eight or nine!"
"It's really magical! It's really magical!"
"Come here! Get the biggest sweet potato on the scale. We all think this sweet potato weighs four or five kilograms!"
"..."
"Your Majesty, please weigh it first. This sweet potato is really big!"
"Auspicious! God bless the Ming Dynasty!"
"Get on the scale!"
There were waves of exclamation in the crowd.
I don't know which official of the department, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, he personally took the scale and weighed it and put the largest piece of sweet potato on it.
A few moments.
When Zhu Yunxi finally arrived at the old man's side.
The whole crowd was in an uproar.
"A full fifty-six taels and four cents!"
"Fifty-six two-three cents weighs four cents!"
"Put them all together on the scale!"
The crowd was noisy again.
Zhu Yunxi saw that the Minister of the Ministry of Industry personally put the remaining four pieces of sweet potatoes on the weighing pan.
After a moment.
"Auspicious!"
"I would like to report to your Majesty, these sweet potatoes are indeed auspicious to my family!"
"Five sweet potatoes weigh a total of one hundred and thirty-two liang and six cents!"
"I congratulate Your Majesty!"
"Congratulations to the Ming Dynasty!"
Zhu Yunxi, who was standing next to the old man, turned his eyes.
One hundred and thirty-two taels.
This weighs just over thirteen pounds.
Just five sweet potatoes.
If it were made in Ming Dynasty, it would weigh eight or nine kilograms.
This is not auspicious, what else can be called auspicious!
In the blink of an eye, with Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Yunxi as the center, people were already kneeling around them.
Everyone had moved expressions on their faces.
Zhu Biao on the side gently poked his son's waist, which aroused Zhu Yunxi's doubts.
"Your Majesty, I think we can't be sure at this time. We have to wait until the sweet potatoes planted in Daming this year are harvested before weighing them."
Zhu Yunxi raised his eyebrows and instantly understood what his father meant.
This is my father's love and affection for me.
It is said that it is certain that sweet potatoes will still have the original yield when they arrive in Ming Dynasty.
If we are being set up by these courtiers now, if we don't have twenty shi per mu, is this auspiciousness still considered auspiciousness?
If not, whose fault is it?
Zhu Yuanzhang also understood the pros and cons, grunted twice, and slapped Zhu Yunxi on the back of the head again in full view of everyone.
"This kid is lucky. Let's look back and see how much more sweet potatoes we plant in Daming can produce per acre."
After finishing speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand for everyone to stand up, and glanced at the sweet potato field next to him.
an oak barrel
Nearly ten kilograms of sweet potatoes can grow in it.
How much can be grown from these three or four points of land now?
You must have seven or eight stones anyway!
At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang wished that the time would go forward three to five months and he could see the day when the sweet potatoes were ripe.
On the side, Zhan Hui, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, whose face was glowing red, glanced at the five pieces of sweet potatoes that were still placed on the scale, and rolled his eyes.
"Your Majesty, I just don't know how this sweet potato tastes."
"It doesn't require delicious food, as long as it can be eaten by people, then it is a great thing."
The appetites of the Central Plains people are tolerant, but at the same time they are also picky.
As long as the people in the Central Plains say that this thing is inedible, then it is definitely inedible.
No matter how delicious it is, as long as the Central Plains people don't eat it, it is really inedible.
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the sweet potatoes in front of him with curiosity.
But he still turned to look at his eldest grandson beside him: "Do you have any other plans for this sweet potato?"
Zhu Yunxi was stunned for a moment.
Originally, he planned to put away all five pieces of sweet potatoes. If the sweet potato vines cut from the sweet potato field in front of him did not grow, he would use these five pieces of sweet potatoes as final seeds next year.
But now, the old man obviously looks like he wants to taste it.
Zhu Yunxi then said: "Grandpa, these two biggest pieces probably don't taste good. Please leave them to your grandson for safekeeping. They will be useful as a precaution later. The other three pieces..."
"Can grandpa try the other three sweet potatoes today?"
Hearing that there was an opportunity to taste it on site, Zhu Yuanzhang naturally expressed his yearning and expectation.
Zhu Yunxi smiled and nodded: "Please take a rest, grandpa. My grandson will be ready for grandpa now."
Then, he looked at the courtiers present.
There was a trace of confusion on his face.
"Just these three pieces of sweet potatoes..."
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