Chapter 64: The Emperor’s Night Talk about Sweet Potatoes and Potatoes (more to come)
"Your Majesty?" Wen Xiaotu tilted his head and looked at His Majesty the Emperor's dark, trance-skinned face. Are you sleepy?
"Ahem!" Emperor Mingzhao covered his lips and coughed twice, "You are particularly attentive today."
Wen Xiaotu showed a flattering smile, "The emperor treats my concubines favorably, and I will naturally serve the emperor well." - For the sake of the small kitchen.
Mingzhao thought to himself: It's a good idea to repay his kindness.
It's a pity that until now, we still haven't been able to find out what the Wen family's extraordinary abilities are. This unknown makes Ming Zhao feel a little anxious.
It's really inconvenient to not be able to read Wen's voice.
Suddenly, Mingzhao couldn't help but think that Wen's temperament was frank and straightforward, and his mind was also simple. Perhaps... he could use kindness to lure him and let Wen himself reveal his special ability. Thinking of this, Mingzhao immediately rejected it.
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Since his abilities are so extraordinary, how can he tell others easily? I had previously secretly investigated Wen's past with the Xuanyi Guards, but still couldn't find anything out of the ordinary. In other words, even Wen's biological parents didn't know about her.
What is so different about my daughter from ordinary people, so how could she be honest with me?
Ming Zhao couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, but he immediately cheered up and tried to test: "You seem to know a lot of weird things." - such as the mother's disease of wealth, such as... ink??
Wen Xiaotu laughed and said, "I found out by chance. It's not worth mentioning."
Ming Zhao thought: I really don’t want to mention it...
Ming Zhao straightened his expression, "Although I am a bit strict, I never offend others with my words. You don't have to be secretive in front of me, you can say whatever you want."
Wen Xiaotu was stunned, what do you mean? I have never been secretive...
Wen Xiaotu naturally knew that although His Majesty the Emperor had a bad temper, a harsh personality, and a dark mind, overall, he was a fair and upright emperor. That's why she dared to speak openly.
It's because she knows deep down in her heart that she won't lose her head if she says the wrong thing.
"What does the emperor want to hear from my concubine?" Wen Xiaotu asked doubtfully.
Seeing Mrs. Wen's eyes filled with confusion, Ming Zhao secretly frowned. Could it be that she didn't understand my hint? Why was Mrs. Wen so stupid again?
Ming Zhao took a deep breath and said, "Just tell me about yourself."
"Concubine herself?" Wen Xiaotu blinked, "Concubine... her words and deeds are often inconsistent, thanks to the emperor's magnanimity and not being as fussy as a concubine." She quickly flattered her.
Ming Zhao slanders: It’s good that you know!
"Continue!" Ming Zhao said seriously.
Wen Xiaotu: Oh my god, are you asking me to do a self-examination at night?!
The corners of my mouth twitched twice, "Well, apart from this, there's nothing else, right?" - I shouldn't have any other shortcomings.
Ming Zhao said with a straight face: "Yes!" - You have hidden many secrets from me!
Wen Xiaotu:...I have you, briquettes!
Wen Xiaotu's eyes were bitter and he laughed, "Your Majesty, can't you say something else in the middle of the night?"
Ming Zhao: You don’t want to be honest with me!
Sighing, although I felt regretful, it was also expected, "What do you want to say?"
Wen Xiaotu: Obviously you want to hear something from me...
It's dark, a man and a woman are alone in the same room, what should we talk about? Wen Xiaotu is really inexperienced in this aspect!
"Then what..." Wen Xiaotu said with a sneer, "Your Majesty, it's already this hour, so I won't disturb your sleep." - It's been almost half an hour, why don't she run away?
Wen Xiaotu had a wonderful idea, but it was a pity that His Majesty the Emperor did not cooperate.
Ming Zhao's face suddenly turned a bit cold, and he stared at someone who was dodging like a hawk: "I'm not sleepy yet."
Wen Xiaotu: If you are not sleepy, I would like to go to the side hall to take a nap!
"Speaking of which, what other weird things do you know?" Ming Zhao stared at the woman covered in white gauze in front of him.
Wen Xiaotu was stunned, why did he suddenly talk about this? Wen Xiaotu was as confused as a monk, she couldn't help but ask: "What aspect are you referring to?" - a strange thing in the eyes of the ancients, she
There is so much to know.
Ming Zhao squinted his eyes, it seemed that Mr. Wen really knew a lot of things that others didn't know.
"You can talk about whatever you want, and I can listen to whatever you want. Just think of it as passing the time." Ming Zhao's tone was light, as if he was chatting away.
Wen Xiaotu cursed: Is this emperor so idle that it hurts?
Although she knew too much about "weird" things, most of them could not be revealed to her mouth to avoid revealing her identity. Wen Xiaotu thought for a while, her eyes lit up, and she said: "Your Majesty, do you know?
?There is a kind of crop called sweet potato, and the yield per mu can reach 5,000 catties!” - This is still a conservative figure.
For a moment, Mingzhao even suspected that he was hearing hallucinations in his ears, "What?!"
Wen Xiaotu said sternly: "It is also called sweet potato. It is a tuber plant, like a yam, and it is very resistant to drought and barrenness. Because it grows underground, it is also very resistant to pests and diseases, and it weighs only five thousand kilograms."
It’s just a conservative figure. If planted well, it’s not impossible to produce 10,000 catties per mu.”
Ming Zhao's eyes widened, and there seemed to be light in his eyes, "Mr. Wen, do you know what you are talking about? Is there really such a magical thing in this world?!" - If such a thing really exists, wouldn't it mean that people all over the world don't have to suffer anymore?
famine?!
Wen Xiaotu hurriedly said: "I don't dare to deceive you. Every word I said is true. It's just..."
The founding of this dynasty lasted only a short period of time, which is roughly equivalent to the early Ming Dynasty, so sweet potatoes have not yet spread to China.
"Just what?" Ming Zhao asked hurriedly.
Wen Xiaotu whispered: "This thing is native to America, and it is no less than ten thousand miles away from Daxuan Kingdom."
The light in Ming Zhao's eyes dimmed for a moment. Thousands of miles away, across the vast ocean, if he sent a fleet, it would be a narrow escape. He rubbed his eyebrows. If what Wen said was true, it would be a good idea to take the risk.
Not a bad idea!
It’s nerve-wracking. I don’t know if Columbus ever went to the Americas in this era. Sweet potatoes most likely only grew in Nagada in the Americas. If you want to go to the Americas, you have to cross the Pacific Ocean, the largest ocean in the world. For this era, it is undoubtedly
Huge project.
"How about we talk about other high-yielding crops?" Wen Xiaotu said weakly.
"There are more than one of these divine objects?!" Ming Zhao's pupils were shocked.
Wen Xiaotu hurriedly said: "But the yield is lower. There is a tuber plant called potato, and the yield per mu is only more than three thousand kilograms."
Ming Zhao took a breath of cold air, "Where is this thing?!"
Wen Xiaotu lowered his eyebrows in thought, and then smiled: "It seems to be in America..." I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to cause you problems.
Ming Zhao sighed heavily, "If you want to get the world's most satiating god, how easy would it be?" - We should allocate more money to the Shipping Department so that they can develop bigger and better ships.
Wen Xiaotu suddenly felt guilty. Actually, there were potatoes and sweet potatoes in her mustard space...
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