"Uh...is this for food?" Gao Dali said in surprise.
Emperor Qianwu was also full of doubts: "I am rich in the world, but I have never eaten anything. Why haven't I seen this thing? What is this thing called?"
Li Changfeng smiled and said: "This is called sweet potato."
"What a strange name. Can you eat it?"
"Of course you can eat it... I said, Lao Gao, why are you still standing there? Why don't you send someone to the imperial kitchen?"
Gao Dali didn't dare to make the decision and looked at Emperor Qianwu.
Emperor Qianwu waved his hand: "Send it away, can my son still harm me?"
Gao Dali immediately waved, and a young eunuch walked over with small steps. After explaining something, the young eunuch picked up the bag and left, but was stopped by Li Changfeng.
"Who told you to take them all? Three, you can only take three!" Li Changfeng shouted.
Benjamin said there are still thousands of them in the cabin, but what if they break down, are robbed, or disappear for other reasons?
I don’t know when the next time I can eat sweet potatoes will be.
In the previous life, this thing was worthless, and it was even used to feed pigs in the countryside, but it was a rare thing in this world, and he was reluctant to give it all to Emperor Qianwu.
The little eunuch was startled and carefully took out three sweet potatoes and took them away. Gao Dali was a little surprised. Emperor Qianwu laughed and cursed: "You brat, isn't it just something that grows out of the soil? How many taels of silver can it be worth? You look stingy. look like.”
Li Changfeng raised his chin: "Father, once you understand the magical function of this sweet potato, even if you are asked to exchange an equal weight of gold for my son, you will feel that you have taken a huge advantage."
"It's a joke!" Emperor Qianwu sneered, but he felt more and more that this sweet potato was not simple, and asked: "Then tell me, what is the difference between this sweet potato?"
Li Changfeng shook his head: "How boring is it to say it now? Wait until the sweet potatoes are ripe and taste the taste before talking about it."
If ordinary people dared to do this, they would have been dragged out and executed long ago. This was Li Changfeng. Emperor Qianwu could only sigh helplessly.
"You brat, you're such an adult, but you still act like a child!"
Emperor Qianwu simply stopped reviewing the memorial and started chatting with Li Changfeng. Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
The little eunuch carefully walked in with the steamed sweet potatoes. Gao Dali took out the silver needles and inserted them one by one to try, and then nodded to Emperor Qianwu.
"Hey, one person per person, I will not be polite!"
Li Changfeng took the biggest one with a swish, opened it quickly, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Red heart!"
After saying that, he didn’t care about burning it. He quickly took a bite and chewed it carefully. His face was full of satisfaction and happiness, and he said vaguely: "This is the taste!"
Li Changfeng was a little excited.
Ten years!
Finally got some sweet potatoes!
Emperor Qianwu knew better than anyone how good Li Changfeng was at eating. Seeing his expression, he became interested and picked up one, opened it and took a bite.
Suddenly, Emperor Qianwu's eyes lit up.
Then he started eating with a big mouthful, with an expression of satisfaction and happiness on his face.
Seeing Emperor Qianwu showing such an expression, Gao Dali couldn't help but swallowed, and Li Changfeng happened to see it.
"I said Lao Gao, why don't you eat?"
Gao Dali laughed dryly and said: "Old slave, I don't dare. Your Majesty and His Highness should eat it."
Li Changfeng picked up the last one and stuffed it into Gao Dali's hand: "You can eat it if I tell you to!"
Emperor Qianwu said vaguely while eating: "It's okay, just eat it. Don't you see there is more in the bag?"
Li Changfeng hummed without saying anything, and Gao Dali thanked him: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward."
Then took a bite.
The next moment, Gao Dali's eyes also showed a happy and satisfied smile, and his eyes were shining.
It’s so delicious!
He has never eaten such delicious food.
The three sweet potatoes were quite big, and by the time he finished eating, Emperor Qianwu was a little stuffed, and he sat on the chair with a look of aftertaste on his face.
“Delicious, really delicious.”
Li Changfeng lay on the chair without any image, patted his belly, laughed and said: "Of course."
Emperor Qianwu said unceremoniously: "Keep them all, I like them very much."
Li Changfeng rolled his eyes at him: "Stay? Father, what do you want? I just brought it for you to see and taste."
Emperor Qianwu's face darkened: "You brat, do you know that you are rebelling against the emperor?"
Li Changfeng hummed and said: "Sweet potatoes, the yield per mu is one thousand two hundred catties."
Emperor Qianwu was stunned for a moment, then jumped up from the dragon throne, completely losing his calm demeanor as an emperor, and exclaimed: "What did you say!?"
Nowadays, whether it is rice from the south or wheat from the north, due to the influence of planting and irrigation technology and varieties, the yield per mu can only reach about 200 jins, and the best fertile land is only close to 400 jins. It can be said to be extremely low. .
Otherwise, there would be no food shortage in Daqian.
He has eaten sweet potatoes before, and they can almost be used as a staple food. Such a high yield will have a far-reaching impact, which is more important than growing vegetables in winter.
As long as it is promoted nationwide, famine will be completely eradicated and the people will have enough to eat. Who will still commit rebellion?
Li Changfeng also knew that this matter was of great significance. He sat up straight and said seriously: "One thousand two hundred catties is still a conservative estimate. Even one thousand five hundred catties or even two thousand catties is not impossible. Moreover, sweet potatoes do not have the same soil requirements as rice and wheat. It's so demanding that it can be grown in most areas of Daqian."
After hearing Li Changfeng's words, Emperor Qianwu, who had always been calm, stirred up a storm at this moment. He grabbed Li Changfeng's shoulders and asked sternly: "My son Changfeng, you must be lying to me, right?!"
Emperor Qianwu couldn't believe this was true.
Li Changfeng broke away from Emperor Qianwu's hand with some disgust and said: "Didn't you believe it when I heard that you should grow vegetables in winter? What happened? Besides, this thing was brought by people from foreign countries, and those people are still eating it from Ichen. Come on, if you don’t believe me, you can call me over and ask!”
Emperor Qianwu looked at Li Changfeng carefully for a while, and then suddenly burst into laughter. The sound spread out of the imperial study room and could be heard by the imperial guards several hundred meters away.
"Ha ha……"
"Okay! That's great!"
"With sweet potatoes, why worry about the world being unstable?"
"There is hope for my great work, and there is hope for my great work!"
Emperor Qianwu kept laughing. Li Changfeng understood his excitement and waited patiently. When his voice lowered a lot, he said again: "This was brought over by people from foreign countries who sailed for more than half a year. The quantity is very rare."
Emperor Qianwu laughed and said: "That is indeed not easy."
Li Changfeng knew that Emperor Qianwu had not yet realized the importance of these sweet potatoes, so he added another sentence.
"Father, what you eat are seeds!"
Emperor Qianwu was stunned for a moment, and then showed a look of pain on his face.
"Seed?! Brat, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
As he spoke, he ran to the sweet potato bag and squatted down, complaining as he packed it away.
"If I had known it was a seed, I would have steamed one and tasted it. It was such a waste, you bastard!"
Li Changfeng chuckled: "Father, I would like to ask you now, would you like to exchange the same amount of gold?"