Cao Cao has long been extremely curious about potatoes. He and Lu Xuan have a very close relationship, so there is nothing to worry about. So when the potatoes were harvested, Cao Cao strode forward directly to the field ridge and watched the people dig in with their hoes.
These common people all had experience. They spotted the potato vines and dug them down with a hoe. As the people shook hard, the hoe dug up the potatoes and mud together, and then scattered them on the ground.
Potatoes fell to the ground one by one.
Cao Cao's eyes widened for a moment.
He glanced at the potatoes dug out with a hoe and saw that there were five of them. The largest potato is as big as an adult's fist, and the smaller potatoes are as big as a child's fist.
Although there are some slightly larger ones, potatoes like this are simply ignored.
This is just a potato under a vine.
Cao Cao is not a man who lives in a deep palace, nor is he a man who is indifferent to grains and grains. He also has rich experience in farming. The five potatoes in front of me weighed almost three kilograms, and the largest one probably weighed about eight taels.
Gudong!
Cao Cao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his slightly dark face was horrified, the yield of potatoes was indeed high.
One acre is definitely a lot.
Cao Cao looked at the other people digging potatoes. The potatoes they dug out were all relatively even in size and heavy in weight.
At this moment, Cao Cao looked at the civilian officials and generals around him.
Everyone was shocked.
Xun Yu's eyes widened with a look of shock on his face, and his body even trembled slightly. He walked up to Tudou, picked up a potato and observed it carefully.
Tian Feng is even different.
After he walked up, he picked up a potato, wiped the dirt with his clothes, and took a bite. There was a bit of astringent taste in the mouth. Although the taste was not good, Tian Feng's eyes lit up. This thing was edible.
Zhang Zhao was equally excited.
He stepped forward, picked up the potatoes one by one, and weighed them. After making his assessment, he looked around again and felt completely at ease. The yield of potatoes is indeed not low.
At this moment, Zhang Zhao was even more excited.
He is different from Tian Feng, Xun Yu and others, he thinks more.
Lu Xuan decided to name the country "Ming", which meant that the founding of the Ming Dynasty was imminent. At this time, there would be a high yield of grain per mu. This was true luck.
This is the foundation of the Ming Dynasty.
The king is the true master of destiny.
In Zhang Zhao's heart, he was thinking about how to use potato propaganda to sanctify Lu Xuan's ascension to the throne and proclaim himself emperor, making the legitimacy of the Ming Dynasty unshakable.
Guo Jia noticed the shock of everyone around him and looked at Lu Xuan with admiration in his eyes.
As expected of Lu Xuan.
This kind of food is really available.
Thinking of this, Guo Jia became even more excited when he thought about the future yield of more than 3,000 kilograms of sweet potatoes per mu. He could barely imagine that when the sweet potatoes were dug out, the smallest ones would probably be the size of an adult's fist.
It was simply terrifying.
Guo Jia's thoughts were up and down, he looked at Lu Xuan and asked, "Your Majesty, how do you eat potatoes?"
Cao Cao, Xun Yu, Tian Feng and others all looked over.
Everyone is also curious.
The yield per mu must be high, and it must be delicious and affordable for people to eat, so that it can be promoted on a large scale.
Otherwise, no matter how high the output is, it will be useless.
Lu Xuan smiled softly and replied: "There are so many ways to eat potatoes, including frying, deep-frying, stir-frying, and roasting. The easiest way to eat them is to throw them in the fire and burn them. It is easiest to eat them when they are cooked. .”
"In addition, you can also eat it cooked, peel it and mix it with rice to cook, or you can cook it. Of course, fried potato chips or spike potatoes are also good, they are both very delicious."
Lu Xuan looked a little yearning.
Spicy potatoes were his favorite food when he was studying.
Guo Jia blinked, a little confused and confused. He had never heard of fried potato chips or spiked potatoes, so he didn't know why.
Lu Xuan continued: "This time, let's eat roasted potatoes."
He looked at Zhuge Liang and asked, "Kong Ming, are you ready?"
Zhuge Liang said with a smile: "The farming manual that the king gave me originally covered the introduction of potatoes and how to eat potatoes. I have already prepared it and burned a pile of firewood. Wash the potatoes and throw them into the fire. Come on, it’ll be fine soon.”
Immediately, Zhuge Liang made arrangements.
The person in charge of lighting the fire washed the potatoes and buried them in the fire. Even so, the fire is still burning, make sure the temperature of the fire is high enough, otherwise the speed will be slower.
The fires continued to burn and the harvesting of potatoes continued.
Zhuge Liang invited many people to mine potatoes from an acre of land very quickly. After enough people were busy, in less than two quarters of an hour, all the potatoes were dug out, the soil on the surface of the potatoes was wiped off, and piles were placed in the soil.
Although they haven't been weighed yet, the number of potatoes is huge, which has surprised many people.
Zhuge Liang waited until all the potatoes were dug before having them weighed.
Baskets of potatoes were weighed, and soon all the data were tallied up. The person in charge came to Lu Xuan and reported: "Your Majesty, the yield of potatoes per mu has reached 1,400 kilograms, exceeding the scheduled limit. One thousand pounds."
boom! !
The surroundings started talking instantly.
Cao Cao's eyes widened. He knew that the amount was quite large, but when he clearly heard the figure of one thousand four hundred kilograms, his body trembled slightly.
The yield per mu is 1,400 kilograms!
If Cao Cao had not seen this output before, he would never have believed it.
Xun Yu, Guo Jia, Tian Feng, Zhang Zhao and others are all like this.
Everyone was extremely shocked.
The output of potatoes far exceeded any other grain output in the Han Dynasty. Once it can be promoted, the value it brings is immeasurable.
Cao Cao rolled his eyes and continued: "Your Majesty, there is no doubt about the yield of potatoes. You have also talked a lot about how to eat them, and you are also cooking the potatoes. But in addition to the deliciousness, there is also the most critical point, which is the storage of potatoes. Think about it. To become a staple food, storage is the key. If it cannot be stored, it is useless.”
Lu Xuan looked relaxed and replied calmly: "After digging the potatoes, as long as they are placed in a cool place, there will be no problem in storing them for half a year. If you dig them this year, you can still eat them next year. They are easy to store."
“Potatoes taste good and produce high yields.”
"Even though potatoes are not as nutritious as corn, etc., their cost performance is far superior to other grains. They are very good food."
"In the Guanzhong area in the north, or the entire Sili area, or even Bingzhou and other places, which are not suitable for planting rice, planting potatoes is very suitable. Potatoes are not very picky about soil quality."
Lu Xuan explained: "If the soil quality is good, it is the best and the yield will be high. Even sandy soil or yellow sandy soil can be planted."
Cao Cao nodded and admired in his heart.
So does everyone else.
After listening to Lu Xuan's words and seeing the potato yield with their own eyes, everyone felt at ease.
Lu Xuan looked at the extinguished fire and ordered: "The potatoes are almost ready. Take the potatoes out to cool down and prepare to try them."
The attendant stepped forward, turned on the fire, and dug out the cooked potatoes one by one. When it cools down a bit, pat the dust on the potatoes, and a faint fragrance will emanate from the potatoes.
Cao Cao was the most anxious. He ordered: "Give me one first, I want to try it."
