Chapter 3006 The per-mu yield of potatoes that shocked everyone
Li De was also very excited about the award, but when he heard the words "good baby", he felt it was very appropriate.
But I also felt that this adjective seemed too vulgar, just like an adjective reserved for bandits who robbed homes and houses.
Just when Li De was trembling with excitement, he was at a loss for words and could only nod his head in agreement.
"Must be a good baby..."
Then he felt his right arm tighten, and Cheng Sanlang, who was standing on the other side of him, grabbed him.
Cheng Sanlang's sonorous and powerful voice suddenly sounded.
"Brother Dejiao, do you still remember that the three-crop rice you brought back can produce between seven and a half stone of rice in one year?"
"Calculating this, if you rotate one acre of land three times a year, you can get 600 kilograms of rice... only 600?"
"And the potatoes in front of me can produce more than four thousand kilograms in one season..."
Having said this, Cheng Sanlang couldn't help but turned his head and looked at Li Dejiang, a prodigal son who has been fond of wandering around for many years and dislikes family, and showed a kind smile.
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Thanks to the Tang Dynasty, there were desperadoes like Li Dejiao who dared to fight through all kinds of dangers just for the sake of fame.
It was precisely because of their adventurous spirit that they were able to bring these high-yielding crops back to the Tang Dynasty a thousand years in advance.
Li Dejiang saw Cheng Sanlang's smile. He was so surprised by this guy's weird smile that his hair stood on end. He quickly shook his hand and got rid of this brother.
"I said, dear brother, can you stop smiling at me like that?"
"Brother Dejiao, thank you so much to you and your brothers..."
Cheng Chubi raised his hand and pointed forward. In this vast experimental field, except for the potatoes that were ready to be harvested.
There is also the corn that is about to mature, and the sweet potatoes that will take some time to harvest.
"With such high-yielding crops, we in the Tang Dynasty will no longer have to worry about food shortages."
Not far away, all the sunflowers have bent down and are about to be harvested, and the tomatoes are already more red than green.
There are also those peppers, which are now showing their flaming and festive red color. There are also those golden or dark green pumpkins that set off each other.
The fruits of peanuts are still buried deep in the ground, silently absorbing nutrients. They will also be harvested by hardworking farmers in the near future.
The trees in autumn are already dyed golden. The red, yellow and green colors of these crops make people feel more and more that this autumn harvest day looks so gorgeous and colorful.
The excitement gradually passed, and Cheng Sanlang and others looked intently at the farmland that was being harvested enthusiastically by the farmers.
Although the farmers were sweating from exhaustion, everyone's eyes seemed to be shining.
There are even some old farmers who have been touched by some sad events in the past. At this moment, they are wiping away tears while struggling to pull the soil in the fields.
He pulled out the potatoes one by one and carefully put them into the bulging sack beside him.
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"Bring it over when it's full. How many kilograms does this bag weigh? It's fifty-three kilograms, four taels and two cents."
"Take them away, mark them, no one is allowed to open all the sacks, sort them all and put them over there..."
"This is bag No. 37, give it to me, put it over here."
At this moment, there are people harvesting in the fields, and there are also a large number of hands busy at the edges of the fields.
As more and more potatoes were unearthed, they were put into sacks, carried to a large scale for weighing, and then put aside.
The nearby farmers, as well as some people passing by on the official road not far away, all gathered in this direction.
"You said those potatoes were picked from this acre of land? What are they..."
"You said that is a staple food, a staple food that can satisfy you just like rice and wheat?"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how can one acre of land produce so much staple food? Are those sacks filled with this mud..."
"How is it possible? I saw with my own eyes that they pulled out these yellow eggs from the mud... Yes, look over there..."
"It's so round and a little yellow. I think it looks like a goose egg or something."
"That thing can really be used as a staple food?"
"Don't believe it, Governor Cheng said this just now, and I heard it with my own ears."
"What did Governor Cheng say? Oh...here, these sacks are too many. If they were all filled with those kind of balls, this acre of land would not be able to weigh more than a thousand pounds."
"Up to a thousand catties? Ha, you see how much we have harvested just now. I estimate that it must be more than two thousand catties."
"If you are a good boy, with a staple grain of just over two thousand kilograms, wouldn't this one acre of dry land be enough to support a family of three?"
"This, this is not a dream..."
Just as the people and farmers who had gathered around were talking incessantly, they heard the energetic shouting coming from the other side again.
"Bag No. 43 weighs fifty-seven pounds and eighty-seven dollars. Take it away quickly..."
"It's already over two thousand kilograms..." At this moment, such a number popped up in everyone's mind.
With the shouts of the people calling the scales over there, the originally noisy discussion gradually stopped. Everyone seemed to want to listen attentively and hear more numbers.
When the harvest of this acre of land was coming to an end, Wang Xuance, Xu Jingzong and other officials from Liaodong Prefecture almost gathered here.
They all looked at the bulging sacks with shock on their faces, which were almost piled up into a mountain shape.
Fortunately, Cheng Sanlang had already ordered a team of elites from the Tang Dynasty to come here to maintain order.
Otherwise, Cheng Sanlang was really afraid that the excited and somewhat manic onlookers might snatch up all the potatoes.
Cheng Sanlang had already stood next to the large scale, next to the Cheng University student who was acting as the recorder, watching the other student write down one number after another with his face flushed with excitement.
Then add up the numbers one after another...
There is a steward next to him who is also recording numbers and adding them up with an abacus in his hand to prevent anyone from making any omissions.
Finally, there were fewer and fewer farmers in the fields, and some farmers even had less than one sack in their hands.
However, I couldn't get any new harvest in the field. I could only walk to the weighing platform amidst the urging of the steward at the edge of the field.
"The ninety-eighth bag weighs eighteen pounds and costs five taels and three cents..."
"any left?"
"I have a few more here..."
"The ninety-ninth bag weighs three kilograms and three taels and four dollars..."
"No more, all gone..."
Finally, everyone's eyes fell on the two people next to them who were counting.
"One sack weighs four taels, and ninety-nine bags weigh thirty-nine kilograms and six taels..."
"Is there any result..."
At this moment, the students from the Agricultural College of Cheng University and the manager of the Han and Tang Dynasty commercial banks compared the various results obtained and looked at each other with a smile.
Finally, the steward stood up, glanced at the sea of people around him, and took a deep breath.
"The potatoes produced per acre are worth a total of 5,134 catties and 7 taels..."
This series of numbers, the steward used all his strength to spit out.
The explosion instantly echoed in everyone's ears, shocking everyone to the point of being stunned...