Remove the two largest pieces of sweet potatoes, and the remaining three pieces of sweet potatoes, each weighing no more than a pound at most.
At the scene, there were dozens of people who came from the yamen of various ministries and departments of the imperial court.
It’s not even enough to fill the gap between your teeth!
Zhu Yunxi has already given clear instructions.
The royal family doesn't care about food today, so everyone should go back to their homes and find their own mothers.
However, this sweet potato has the reputation of producing twenty dan per mu.
Now they can take the opportunity to taste the taste of sweet potatoes. No one wants to miss this opportunity and become the third person in the Ming Dynasty to taste sweet potatoes besides His Majesty the Emperor, His Highness the Crown Prince and His Highness the Grand Sun.
Looking back in the history books, I have to write it down.
In the twenty-seventh year of Hongwu, the emperor, Dong Gong, Tai Sun, and court officials tasted sweet potatoes for the first time.
This is something to leave a name in history with the emperor.
So, without any discussion, everyone present turned their heads in tacit agreement, looking at the sky and the air.
"Ah! Yuan Jianzheng!"
"It's okay, it's okay. I need to trouble you to take us around the sweet potato field."
"Yes, yes, please excuse me, Inspector Yuan."
"Look at this sweet potato, how festive and juicy it looks!"
"It looks like a good seed at first glance."
"Go back and grow a sweet potato weighing ten or eight pounds!"
Yuan Sutai: "..."
"Hey you, isn't that a cotton field over there?"
"Although I work in the Ministry of War and have sent numerous cotton armors to Peking in the past two years, I have never seen how cotton grows."
"There's rice over there, right? Can you guys go take a look?"
"Let's go together!"
"I don't know what's going on with the fish in Lake Maeko and Lake Biwa."
"I guess Yuan Jianzheng also has fishing rods and hooks here. We have received a reward from His Majesty today, so we can rest for a long time and go back to being lakeside men."
Yuan Sutai: "..."
"A bunch of old people who don't know how to fix things and don't hesitate to do anything!"
Under the arbor next to the sweet potato field, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but cursed as he looked at the officials who were clinging to the Shanglinyuan Supervisor in front of him and refused to leave, and were finding excuses to skip work.
Then, the old man looked at his eldest grandson, who was blinking and staring at these shameless officials, with a troubled expression: "This... your kid caused this..."
The old man could no longer say the next words.
Zhu Yunxi nodded horribly: "My grandson has taken care of everything he caused."
Zhu Biao kicked him from the side.
The prince's legs and feet are getting more and more stable now!
"Hurry up and do it!"
Zhu Yunhe pursed his lips and immediately greeted him: "Sun Cheng, go to the yamen of Linyuan Supervisor in front and get some rice, as well as pots and pans of firewood."
Sun Cheng, who was far away, immediately took orders and led people to the Yamen.
Zhu Yunxi shouted again: "Weizhe, come here and help me!"
After giving the instructions, Zhu Yunxi collected the two largest pieces of sweet potatoes. These were reserved for future planting, just in case, but they should never be eaten.
The remaining three.
Zhu Yunxi also thought of a good approach.
Roasted sweet potatoes!
This is the best way for the old man to taste the taste of sweet potatoes.
The biggest piece among the three was reserved for the old man to bake and eat. ….
The remaining two...
Cut it into pieces the size of a fingernail, mix it with rice and cook a pot of porridge, which is enough to deal with those shameless courtiers.
Sun Cheng quickly rushed back with people carrying pots and pans, not forgetting to bring two buckets of water with him.
"Cut it carefully, deal with those people, and satisfy them."
Tying the apron around Xia Yuanji's waist, Zhu Yunxi looked at the courtiers who were looking at the sweet potato fields, cotton, rice, and fishing at the lake, and cooed twice in a low voice.
Xia Yuanji also hummed, washed two pieces of sweet potatoes, and started cutting them.
Zhu Yunxi glanced at the unpeeled sweet potato, which turned into pieces as big as a little finger under Xia Yuanji's hands. He smiled happily, said nothing, and turned aside.
Make a small pile of earth lumps, put charcoal and firewood in the middle, light a fire and wait until the fire goes out and the firewood turns into bright red charcoal, then you can throw the sweet potatoes in and bury it.
When everyone is busy.
Under the pergola, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao sat directly on the ground.
Looking at his eldest grandson who was busy lighting the fire right in front of him, Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and whispered softly: "Biao'er."
Zhu Biao, who was sitting next to the old man, trembled slightly.
With a complicated look in Zhu Biao's eyes, he turned to look at the old man: "Father?"
Zhu Yuanzhang pointed at Zhu Yunxi, who had just taken a puff of black smoke, and whispered: "Do you think there is really something in this world that can produce twenty dan per month?"
Zhu Biao breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.
Then a smile appeared on his face and he said: "One plant weighs one hundred and thirty liang. Even if it is not adapted to the climate, it should weigh more than ten stones."
Maybe my daily walking route can be placed here at Shanglinyuan Prison.
Zhu Biao looked at the field covered with sweet potato vines in front of him, thinking silently in his heart.
Finally, he looked blankly at the old man beside him.
Zhu Yuanzhang's face was solemn at this moment, with a look of deep sadness.
After a sigh.
Zhu Yuanzhang murmured in a low voice: "There are so many. One acre of land can yield a harvest of more than ten or twenty dan."
Zhu Biao echoed in a low voice: "Yes, the people can finally have enough to eat."
Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head, then widened his eyes and growled: "Why didn't there be such a thing in the world in the first place? Why were there no sweet potatoes in the first place!"
I can't take this anymore.
Zhu Biao closed his mouth silently, and his expression became a little sad.
The founding of the Ming Dynasty was not easy, and this is something everyone knows.
Zhu Yuanzhang was immersed in grief. After a long time, he gradually calmed down, and then his eyes gradually became sharp: "Now, we have sweet potatoes. We don't want twenty stones. As long as we can have ten stones, we will never let Ming Dynasty have one again." I will starve to death!"
"grass!"
"Xia Weizhe, come here quickly and help me!"
"Why did this spark come all over us today!"
In front, a burst of thick smoke rose, the burning flame was extinguished, and a cloud of sparks rose up. The teasing Zhu Yunxi's whole face was covered in black and red.
Zhu Yunxi stood up hurriedly, patting the sparks on his body, and did not forget to greet Xia Yuanji, who had already cut the sweet potatoes into the pot and was waiting to make porridge with the rice. ….
A chaotic look.
Zhu Yuanzhang stared blankly at his silly eldest grandson, and suddenly laughed with tears in his eyes.
"This bastard! What are you doing by running down the windshield!"
Zhu Biao also chuckled along with him and said: "You also said that he has calmed down since he came back from Jiaozhi Road, but he still looks careless."
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes narrowed: "Look back and set the wedding date for this bastard as soon as possible!"
Zhu Biao naturally agreed with a smile.
The old man wants to hold his great-great-grandson, but he doesn't want to hold his great-grandson.
Zhu Yuanzhang had already stood up at this time, waving to Zhu Yunxi who was jumping around the fire and shouted: "You bastard, get here!"
"Huh? Huh?" Zhu Yunxi, who was still vomiting ash from his mouth, turned around and saw the old man staring at him, waving to him, and he immediately exposed his white face against his black face. Big Ya said: "My grandson is here."
Bang bang bang.
Zhu Yuanzhang stood under the pergola, with a smile on his face and reached out to pat the dust off Zhu Yunxi's body. He did not forget to scold him: "You brat, you don't know how to stand upwind and find dust for yourself."
Zhu Yunxi stretched out his hand to wipe his face, which was agitated and angry, and said in an extremely depressed tone: "My grandson came to the vent."
, but who knows what happened today, there is no outlet! "
Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a moment, looking at the dust swirling not far away, and finally burst out laughing, with great pride.
"You should have been provoked by Mars."
Zhu Yunxi curled his lips: "Look back, all the hair on your grandson's face will be ruffled."
Zhu Yuanzhang yelled, waved his hand and patted Zhu Yunxi heavily on the shoulder, pressing him to the ground under the pergola.
"My little girl needs to be cleansed before she gets married. Let's see, you, boy, will regard it as God giving you a cleansed face today."
Zhu Yuanzhang sat down teasingly, and then sighed to Zhu Yunxi: "You have made great contributions to the sweet potatoes. Now we are waiting for the harvest day. What do you want grandpa to reward you then, brat?"
Zhu Yunxi turned his eyes and couldn't help but look at his father beside him.
He is now the grandson of the emperor who supervises the country of the Ming Dynasty. If nothing happens, the Ming Dynasty will be his own sooner or later.
Want a reward?
While he was still thinking, Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly: "Don't look at you, I will ask for whatever you want."
Zhu Yunxi immediately smiled and whispered: "My grandson does have something to do. I was originally thinking about whether I could get grandpa's consent."
Seeing that his eldest grandson spoke so carefully, Zhu Yuanzhang immediately became interested.
No matter what the request is.
It is not impossible to marry seventy or eighty girls at once!
Even if you want to sit on the throne, as long as you give birth to a great-grandson, that’s fine!
"My grandson wants to send a fleet of treasure ships, as well as people from the Jinyi Guards and the Ministry of Rites, to follow the Yi merchant named Fan Chong from Fo Langji and visit Europe."
Zhu Yunxi whispered his plan in his heart.
This matter was decided in front of Fan Chong today, and Daming was definitely going to take a quick trip to Baipizhu's territory at this time to find out the specific situation on the other side first.
The records in later history books are too unbelievable. ….
History books written by white-skinned pigs who can create history out of thin air are completely untrustworthy.
However, after all, this matter requires the use of the treasure fleet, and also involves the Jin Yiwei and the Ministry of Rites. Even if he is the grandson of the emperor who supervises the country, he cannot completely resolve such a major matter with one word.
This is the authority of the emperor.
Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a moment and looked left and right at his eldest grandson standing in front of him.
This brat is obviously young.
Why don't you think about the little girl at all?
We just need to send the treasure fleet, Jin Yiwei and people from the Ministry of Etiquette to Europa.
Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly frowned and pondered.
After a long time, the emperor finally spoke in a deep voice.
"The enemy can come, and I can go too!"
A smile appeared on Zhu Yuanzhang's face, and he looked at the second and third generation heirs of the empire: "The Yi merchants can sail hundreds of ships to the Ming Dynasty. My Ming Dynasty has five thousand treasure ships, which are powerful enough to lift mountains. Generals, Fufengcang is gifted. The barbarians should not be allowed to enter my Ming Dynasty, but it is difficult for me to touch the land of the barbarians."
Zhu Yunxi looked happy: "Grandpa agreed?"
Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and patted Zhu Yunxi on the shoulder: "What does Beishan say in the Book of Songs?"
Zhu Yunxi looked shocked.
Under the expectation of the old man and the encouragement of the father.
Zhu Yunxi said in a deep voice with an emotional expression: "Under the sky, there is nothing but the king's land, and on the shore of the land, there are nothing but the king's ministers."
Zhu Yuanzhang asked again: "What is the world?"
At this time, Zhu Yunxi could already make a decisive statement without thinking: "Wherever the Ming Dynasty sets its sights, wherever its military strategists tread, and where the king's way passes, it all belongs to the world!"
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded with satisfaction, with relief on his face.
Then he made a fist and hit Zhu Yunxi hard on the chest.
"Go ahead and do this."
Zhu Yunxi nodded heavily.
when he grew old
The master here is under the sky, everyone is the world, and everyone is the queen of the will of the king and earth.
Daming finally embarked on a different path.
only.
A discordant voice broke the discussion under the pergola next to the sweet potato field.
I saw in the distance, from the direction of Bipa Lake, Ren Hengtai, who had been holding the position of Minister of Rites for two years, holding a fishing rod in one hand and seven or eight big fish covered with thatch in the other, running towards the pergola with a face full of joy.
[To be honest, I have been using @ recently.
They gathered around silently.
Zhu Yuanzhang could clearly hear the swallowing sounds of his courtiers, but he still smiled and accepted a piece of sweet potato sent by his eldest grandson.
"Grandpa, the skin still needs to be peeled off."
Zhu Yunxi warned, and then said: "You still have to blow it, be careful of burning your mouth."
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded repeatedly.
The roasted sweet potatoes, exuding a rich sweet potato aroma, already made him salivate.
Zhu Biao on the side also had a huge appetite, but he still cut off a small piece of the sweet potato he was assigned, and sent the rest to Zhan Hui, the Minister of Civil Affairs.
"fragrant!"
"Sweet and soft!"
"It's delicious!"
While gasping for breath, Zhu Yuanzhang, who had already tasted a bite of sweet potato, immediately praised loudly with eyes shining.
Zhu Biao also echoed.
At most, each of the courtiers could probably only get a piece of roasted sweet potato. After tasting it, their eyes lit up and they stared at the sweet potato field around them, wishing they could dig up the ridges now and eat more. The sweet potatoes come.
On the other side, Xia Yuanji swallowed his saliva while opening the lid of the pot where the sweet potato porridge was boiling.
Different from the fragrance of roasted sweet potatoes, it spreads in an instant.
At this time, there was no need for anyone to talk. These high-ranking adults were holding bowls and waiting to eat the sweet potato porridge.
Yuan Sutai, the superintendent of Shanglinyuan, looked at the mischief of this group of people with a look of resentment on his face, stamping his feet indignantly, and finally had no choice but to greet the officials in the yamen and take over the unfinished work of these old men.
Everyone from the emperor to the ministers ate this meal from noon to afternoon.
By the end, the entire sweet potato field was in a mess.
The place to enjoy the shade under the pergola naturally belongs to His Majesty the Emperor.
The ministers of the ministry could only rest on the ridge beside the pergola.
Everyone was making sounds of satisfaction after having had enough wine and food.
At this time, it has nothing to do with national affairs or romance.
Just eat to fill your stomach.
Phew~
Puff~Puff~Puff~
Suddenly.
A discordant sound came from the pergola, long and long.
The expressions of all the ministers who were resting on the field ridge changed.
Then the prince and grandson were seen walking out of the pergola with dark faces. .
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