Chapter 303 Yield per mu is 1,800 kilograms (eighth update)
Chapter 303 Yield per mu is 1,800 kilograms (eighth update)
Feng Quji had already made a guess in his mind, but he was not sure. He asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, is this a kind of food?"
Emperor Qianwu turned around and laughed loudly: "Yes, it is a kind of food that can be used to replace wheat and rice."
As soon as this statement came out, the officials were stunned.
Food replacement for wheat and rice?
Grow in the soil?
How is this possible!
Although they hold high positions, this is a farming society after all, and they still know how to farm, and they have never seen this thing before them.
Emperor Qianwu was in a very good mood and continued to explain.
"This thing is called sweet potato, and it is a kind of foreign food that Changfeng bought from people from foreign countries. The yield is extremely high and the taste is extremely delicious. If this thing is promoted to the whole world, there will be no hungry people in Daqian!"
Everyone was a little surprised to hear Emperor Qianwu's high praise.
How high should the output be so that there will no longer be hungry people in Daqian?
Even His Majesty, who has eaten all the delicacies in the world, said it was extremely delicious. How delicious is it?
None of the ministers had any idea about this.
Li Changfeng smiled slightly and said to the entourage behind him: "Pick up some sweet potatoes. Well, don't have too many, just a dozen. Wash them and throw them into the pot to steam."
"It's Your Highness!"
Under the watchful eyes of the ministers, several attendants picked up a dozen sweet potatoes, rinsed them with clean water, and put them into the steaming steamer.
The officials were stunned.
This sweet potato is so simple, can it be steamed and eaten?
After making these arrangements, Li Changfeng ignored everyone and walked up to check the first basket of sweet potatoes that was being weighed. Emperor Qianwu had already walked over.
The person responsible for the weighing was an ordinary farmer. He had never seen such a big battle before, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
"The first basket weighs one hundred and thirty-five pounds!"
Emperor Qianwu quickly called to Gao Dali, "Take note of that!"
"The second basket, one hundred and fifty-three pounds!"
"The third basket, one hundred and twenty-nine pounds!"
"..."
As the weight of each basket was announced, the expressions of the officials gradually changed from stunned to solemn, then surprised, and finally turned into shocked.
When the total weight reaches more than 1,400 kilograms, the sweet potatoes have not even been dug out yet.
Not to mention whether these sweet potatoes are as delicious as Emperor Qianwu said, the yield alone is enough to shock everyone.
You know, in this era, 600 kilograms of rice is considered a high yield.
Only then did they understand why Emperor Qianwu was so excited that he lost his composure.
As Emperor Qianwu said, with sweet potatoes, there will be no hungry people in the army.
For the hungry and cold people, as long as they can have a full stomach, who cares whether it tastes good or not?
Ye Qingcang, who had followed Emperor Qianwu on his expeditions to the north and south for half his life, and had seen so many people from all over the world starving to death, even exchanging children for food, could not help but burst into tears at this moment.
"His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince is truly a blessing to me!"
As the Prime Minister of the Great Qian Dynasty, Feng Quji had been worried about the lack of food for the common people in the past few years. At this time, tears welled up in his eyes.
"The common people will finally have enough to eat!"
Not only the two of them, but also many ministers present, most of them looked a little excited.
It's not that they all have noble character and care about the people. Another reason is that peace in the world is in their interests.
While talking, the last basket of sweet potatoes was weighed.
Emperor Qianwu looked at Gao Dali: "How many kilograms are there in total?"
Gao Dali looked excited, and shouted a little lost his temper: "One thousand nine hundred and thirty two kilograms! A total of one thousand nine hundred and thirty two kilograms!"
"Okay! Hahaha! Great!"
Emperor Qianwu looked up to the sky and laughed.
All the ministers were also very excited.
"The output is too scary!"
"Such a high output, no matter how unpalatable it is, is enough to fill the stomachs of the common people!"
"Growing two acres of sweet potatoes can protect your family from going hungry for a year. This is a blessing for the people in the world!"
"His Highness the Ninth Prince's move has benefited all people and will surely be recorded in the annals of history, comparable to that of saints!"
"Your Highness is truly a blessing to me!"
"..."
After being shocked, all the officials praised Li Changfeng.
Li Changfeng humbly bowed his hands to the ministers: "My lords, this is too much to praise! It's too much to praise!"
He was sighing in his heart.
It's just a little bit close to reaching two thousand jins.
Emperor Qianwu was instructing everyone to continue digging sweet potatoes from other fields, and counted the yields one acre at a time.
More than 1,600 kilograms!
More than 1,800 kilograms!
More than 1,900 kilograms!
Most fields have similar yields.
However, there were also three fields whose yield per mu reached two thousand catties, which made Emperor Qianwu extremely happy.
According to the final statistics, the total sweet potato output reached more than 87,000 kilograms!
This number shocked everyone.
From the beginning to the end, Emperor Qianwu's laughter was never heard.
"Reward! Everyone in the vegetable planting base will be rewarded with five taels of silver!" Emperor Qianwu said with a smile.
Hearing this, all the farmers were excited.
His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince just rewarded them yesterday, and His Majesty rewarded them again today. This amount of money is enough to make a huge change in their lives.
It's just that Emperor Qianwu's reward was much less than that of Li Changfeng, which made them somewhat regretful.
Emperor Qianwu came to Li Changfeng and asked: "Are the sweet potatoes ripe?"
Li Changfeng turned to look at his attendant, who nodded: "It's done, it's time to serve."
"Okay, bring it over so that all my dear friends can have a taste of sweet potatoes."
When the local melons were presented, Emperor Qianwu couldn't help but frown.
"Why so little?"
Li Changfeng stepped forward and said with a smile: "The conditions are limited, so we can make do with it, we can make do with it!"
Then he brought a plate, picked the biggest one and handed it to Emperor Qianwu.
"This is yours, Father."
Then he picked the next best ones and handed them to Ye Qingcang.
"General Ye, it's yours."
Then he picked one of the same size and handed it to Feng Quji.
"Old Prime Minister, yours."
Finally, Li Changfeng glanced at Gao Dali, picked a small one and put it into his hand.
Gao Dali was shocked. None of the six ministers were given the entire share. How could he be so virtuous and capable?
Just as he was about to refuse, Li Changfeng turned around and went to work on his own.
"Cut the remaining sweet potatoes into small pieces and give each of the ministers a piece to taste."
Needless to say, Your Majesty, Feng Quji and Ye Qingcang can be convinced even if they take the whole thing. Why is an old eunuch?
The ministers were somewhat dissatisfied, but they did not dare to say anything. They all stared eagerly at the sweet potatoes cut into small pieces.
Soon, the sweet potatoes were distributed.
Yue Shanhe, Minister of the Ministry of War, was the first to be assigned. When he put the sweet potato into his mouth and chewed it gently, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Then he chewed it quickly and exclaimed: "It's delicious, it's so delicious! It's sweet and soft, even better than pastries!"
Then there is Chen Dingyuan, the Minister of Household Affairs.
"Oh my god, isn't this so delicious!? I have never eaten anything so delicious!"