The governor of Yingtian Mansion deliberately did what he saw in front of him today just to personally verify the potato yield.
Firstly, he himself did not believe that there was such food in the world, and wanted to weigh it himself. Secondly, if it was true, then digging it out in front of the people would be more convincing.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Fu Yin stood in front of the incense table, held up the incense and bowed respectfully. This was to worship Shennong and thank him for bringing food to the people of the world.
After putting the incense on the incense altar with his own hands, Fu Yin turned around and waved to the government officials, "Let's start."
Under the command of the navy soldiers, the government officials first cleared away the potato seedlings to expose the strips of ridges on the ground. Then they took the hoe and started digging along the strips of ridges.
After digging for the first time, as the hoe dug up the soil, several yellow and white things emerged from the soil.
When Fu Yin saw it with sharp eyes, he opened his mouth in surprise and ran forward several steps in succession. With a wave of his hand, he pushed away the yamen servant who was about to pick up the red taro. He ignored the mud on the ground and his hands were like pangolins burrowing.
Just like that, he quickly dug things out of the soil.
one two three four five six seven
A total of seven red taros, half the size of a palm, fell into the eyes of all the people around them.
The people were not stupid. When they saw that such a small amount of land produced so much, their hearts rushed to the point of enthusiasm, causing a commotion among the crowd.
"Hurry, dig quickly, dig them all out, and see how much this acre of land can produce." Seeing the officials looking at him blankly, Fu Yin quickly waved his order with a smile on his face.
"Master Bo, come here and ask someone to get the scale quickly. Once everything is dug out, we will start weighing it. We must weigh it accurately so that I can report such auspiciousness to the emperor."
Auspiciousness, this is real auspiciousness.
If such a high yield of grain is not auspicious, then what else is auspicious?
With the hard work of dozens of government officials, potatoes from an acre of land were soon dug out. Not only that, these people also turned over the entire land, even pinching pieces of soil larger than their fists.
Break it into pieces and make sure that no more taro is hidden in the soil.
In this acre of land, Huang Zhong and some white sweet potatoes have been piled up in twenty or thirty dense piles. The fat and white sweet potatoes are piled in the ground. Although they are still and silent, no matter who is looking at them,
All extremely gratifying.
After the governor gave an order, the master sat behind the desk, staring at the red taro weighing in front of him with bright eyes, and accurately recorded the weight on the paper with the brush in his hand.
The final addition yields the final surprising number.
"Lord Fu Yin" has read the last number.
After writing the words, even the hand holding the paper was shaking, as if overwhelmed.
Fu Yin hurriedly grabbed the paper and took a look, his expression suddenly became the same as that of Master Bo.
This is not twenty dan, this is clearly thirty dan. It is simply unheard of that one acre of land can produce thirty dan of grain.
When Han Du said twenty stones, to be honest, Fu Yin himself didn't believe it. But now it seems that Han Du lied about twenty stones.
But this is just right, and the merits brought to you should not be wasted.
The governor took the paper and immediately headed towards the palace in a sedan chair without even giving any instructions.
Lao Zhu learned that Ying Tianfu Yin asked for an audience, and after thinking for a few seconds, he guessed that he came for food. But whether it was good or bad, Lao Zhu didn't know yet. After all, one acre of land can produce twenty dan of food, which is really too much.
It's too unbelievable.
Lao Zhu's appetite is not as big as Han Du's. As long as he can harvest ten stones from one acre of land, he is satisfied.
Lao Zhu quickly put down the Zhu batch in his hand, and with an anxious mood, shouted: "Quickly pass!"
"I pay homage to the emperor, long live my emperor." Soon, Ying Tianfu Yin came to pay his respects.
Lao Zhu hurriedly waved his hand, "Excuse me, do you know the yield of taro per acre? Tell me quickly."
Ying Tianfu Yin smiled slightly, nodded and said: "I am reporting to the Emperor that it is exactly one acre of land that I specially measured. After careful digging, I harvested thirty-one stones and eight buckets of red taro. Please see it before Your Majesty."
"So many?" Lao Zhu stood up quickly, and even walked down from Danbi without hesitation, and took the paper from Ying Tianfu Yin's hand and opened it with his own hands.
There are a total of twenty-three strokes recorded on the paper, some are about one stone, some are more than two stone. The total is thirty-one stone and eight buckets, exactly.
"Okay, okay, Tang Aiqing has worked hard, and I will reward you generously."
At this time, the old eunuch came back with a smile on his face and a piece of paper in his hand.
Seeing Ying Tianfu Yin here, the old eunuch was surprised, but he didn't think much about it. He quickly stepped forward to pay his respects and said: "Your Majesty, I am very happy. What a great joy."
Lao Zhu glanced at the thing in his hand and said with a smile: "Is the yield of red taro far more than twenty stones?"
The old eunuch was immediately surprised, and quickly bent down and replied with a smile: "The emperor has seen thousands of miles, and indeed nothing can be hidden from the emperor."
"Your Majesty, please take a look."
Lao Zhu took the paper from his hand, opened it, and was surprised again. He said with a smile: "I didn't expect that you, an old slave, would give me a bigger surprise. One acre of land yields thirty-three dollars."
Six buckets of stone, one stone and eight buckets more than what Tang Aiqing weighed, are you sure your calculation is correct?"
Only then did the old eunuch know why the governor was here. It turned out that he was also here to announce good news to the emperor. Moreover, the two people's announcements actually bumped into each other.
"Go back to your Majesty, I personally weighed it and confirmed it is correct."
"Haha, okay, how are you all?" Lao Zhu was very happy.
The whole family of the Han Mansion also came out. Whether it was the father and mother, Han Du and An Qing, or even Han Shu who was still studying in the academy, they called back, and the group headed towards the fields where their family cultivated land.
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After listening to what Han Du said about the key points that need to be paid attention to when digging potatoes, Han De first stopped the servant aside, rolled up his sleeves himself, raised his hoe and started digging potatoes.
"Dad, be careful, don't get out of your way." The smile on Han Du's face was strange, and Han De knew what he meant at a glance.
Han De glared at his son, then turned back and glanced at Mrs. Liu with a smile, then turned back and said to Han Du with a groan: "Do you really think that your father and I are a scholar who can't jump with shoulders and lift with hands? When we were young
, I also did farm work.”
After saying that, he ignored Han Du and started digging hard.
Hande's family was well off when he was a child, otherwise it would be impossible to support him to study. But don't think that because his family is well off, he doesn't have to work. Hande did not do any work when he was a child, but after the death of his two elders, he was helpless at that time.
Even if you have no one to rely on, you still have to rely on yourself to support yourself.
Han Du was frustrated by his father. He saw that his father was swinging the hoe in a decent manner, and it seemed that there was no problem. Then he looked at his mother curiously and said with a smile: "Mom, don't you do the same thing?"
Are you hiding something like dad?"
Liu immediately rolled her eyes at Han Du and said, "Get out!"
"Okay!" Han Du quickly looked back.
Ms. Liu is a true lady of the family, the kind who never gets involved in the beauty of the world. Although she no longer received care from her parents after the quarrel with her family, even when Han De was in the most difficult time, she did not let her
Worked in the fields.
Han Du suddenly saw An Qing bending down to pick up a hoe, and immediately asked: "What are you doing?"
An Qing's face turned red and she explained: "My father has reclaimed several acres of land in the palace. I have done this with him before."
Farm work.”
Han Du was completely stunned when he heard this. Lao Zhu was really cruel, not only to himself, but also to his children. Only Lao Zhu could do such a delicate princess like An Qing to do farm work.
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Han Du smiled and took the hoe from An Qing, "Whatever farm work you want to do, I will do it."
I followed my father's example and rolled up my sleeves and robe, raised my hoe high and swung it down suddenly.
"Bang~"
Han Du's expression suddenly changed, and he tried hard to lift the hoe without lifting it.
"What's wrong?" An Qing quickly walked to Han Du with concern and greeted him.
Han Du's face was ugly, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be wrinkled together, and he said intermittently: "My, my hand"
"What's wrong with your hand? Show me quickly." An Qing was extremely anxious and quickly pulled Han Du's hand over.
Han Du let go of his hand with difficulty and spread his palm bit by bit. Every bit of it felt heartbreaking pain.
An Qing saw a bit of white on the palm of Han Du's palm at a glance, frowned, and touched it with his fingers.
"Ah~" Han Du suddenly let out a scream, even his teeth were trembling.
"I got blisters." An Qing sighed helplessly, obviously very experienced in this.
Han Du only felt bursts of burning pain in his palm, as if he was holding a drop of hot oil. He asked tremblingly: "Then, what should I do?"
"There is nothing you can do. The pain will last for a few days and it will be fine when it goes away on its own." An Qing shook his head indifferently, not taking the injury to heart at all, "But before that, try not to touch it.
.Once touched, it will be very painful."
Han Du gritted his teeth and nodded. There was no need for An Qing to tell him this. He knew it, didn't it hurt?
When Han Shu saw how good his brother was, he immediately became interested. He also picked up a hoe and dug into the ground.
However, unlike Han Du who only dug once and was finished, Han Shu's movements were even more skillful than his father's.
Han Du asked in surprise: "Han Shu, what's going on with you? How did you do this?"
When Han Shu was born, his father was already a high-ranking official in the court, and he was not given the opportunity to do farm work at all. How did he become so skilled at it?
"Brother, don't you know? I am a self-taught person." Han Shu raised his chin and said proudly.
If you don't want to say it, forget it. You have to teach yourself without a teacher. Is there such a thing as self-taught in this world? Han Du glanced at his younger brother lightly, and seeing that he didn't say anything, he stopped asking.