After breakfast, all the officials arrived one after another at the Yuanjiang Restaurant where Xiao Linglong and others were staying, but some of them were obviously not in a good mood.
They were the ministers who drank toilet water.
"Your Majesty, the sweet potato experimental field is some distance outside the city. I have ordered someone to prepare a carriage. Your Majesty will get on first."
Xiao Linglong nodded, and with some uncontrollable excitement, she confirmed with Zhao Kang again: "National Master, is the sweet potato yield you mentioned really that big?"
Zhao Kang nodded: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will never lie to you, not to mention that I have bet my fortune with others."
Zhao Kang glanced at Lin Lang, the minister of Honglu Temple, who had a gloomy look behind him and whispered.
Xiao Linglong frowned and said in a low voice: "The Lin family is not a small clan in the imperial capital. You can take care of it yourself."
Zhao Kang was moved in his heart. His Majesty finally thought about me. It was a great thing.
The empress got on the carriage, and the officials started to go to the sweet potato experimental field.
Zhang Long had made arrangements early in the morning, and more than a dozen households responsible for planting sweet potatoes were ready.
Arriving at the outskirts of the field, Xiao Linglong got off the carriage and looked at the large green leaves in front of her, feeling a little embarrassed.
The officials behind him were also a little disappointed. It was just a leaf. Is this sweet potato a wild vegetable?
No matter how much wild vegetables are eaten, they cannot be used as staple food.
Lin Lang even sneered: "Master Imperial Master, these are the sweet potatoes you mentioned. Why are they just leaves?"
Before Zhao Kang could reply, Xiao Linglong said calmly: "Master, are these sweet potatoes growing underground?"
Lin Lang suddenly felt a little resentful but didn't dare to be weird, Zhao Kang immediately flattered him: "Your Majesty, your Majesty, these sweet potatoes grow underground."
"Same as peanuts?" Xiao Xuance was a little curious. He was always interested in novel things no matter what they were.
Zhao Kang said: "That's bigger than peanuts."
Xiao Linglong couldn't help but said: "Then order someone to harvest it."
"Okay, Your Majesty, sit down for a moment and I will begin."
Someone brought chairs for Xiao Linglong and her brother to sit down. Zhao Kang walked forward and waved. Lin Lang was a little nervous at the moment. After all, if the yield per mu exceeded 600 kilograms, he would have to take off his official uniform and hand over all his assets to the state treasury.
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"Zhang Long, clear the fields and start harvesting."
Zhao Kang said, Zhang Long nodded quickly and said loudly: "Start harvesting sweet potatoes!"
The farmers in the surrounding fields immediately picked up their hoes and sickles and walked into the fields that had been measured.
The first sweet potato was pulled out and packed in a dustpan.
Zhao Kang took a look and saw that it was not bad, estimated to be about four taels, but it was still much smaller than the big sweet potatoes roasted in oil barrels in his previous life.
This is also understandable.
After all, those sweet potato varieties have been improved countless times.
The first box of sweet potatoes was brought to be weighed. Xiao Linglong couldn't sit still and quickly stood up and asked: "How many pounds?"
The eunuch on the side immediately counted: "Your Majesty, thirty-seven pounds!"
Unable to stabilize her mood, Her Majesty the Empress simply walked to the scale, picked up a sweet potato, and studied it carefully. All the officials gathered around to look at the strange-looking sweet potatoes, all staring with curiosity.
"Is this a sweet potato?"
"How do you want to eat this?"
"Nonsense, I must peel it and eat it. I just don't know how it tastes."
Then the second box of sweet potatoes was brought in for weighing, and the eunuch reported the number.
"Twenty-six pounds!"
Her Majesty the Empress subconsciously clenched her fists as she heard this. She had already passed sixty kilograms. With this little gain, if the yield per mu was to exceed six hundred kilograms at this rate, it did not seem to be a fantasy.
Lin Lang couldn't sit still and squeezed in front of the officials. He stared at the scale and kept thinking in his heart, don't break 600! Don't break 600!
As time goes by, everyone's emotions are unknowingly ignited by each number.
"Seventy-two pounds!"
"Fifty-four pounds!"
"Thirty-three pounds!"
The official who recorded the weight couldn't help but shake his hands. It was already nearly 400 kilograms, and only half of an acre of land was harvested!
Looking at the mostly prosperous fields, the old master was excited: "God bless me for my great work! God bless me for my great work!"
Li Yuan, Minister of the Ministry of War, was equally excited and kept calculating the numbers in his mind.
Nearly an hour later another basket of sweet potatoes arrived.
The eunuch screamed: "Fifty-five pounds!"
With a click, the official in charge of recording suddenly put down his brush and shouted: "Your Majesty!"
Everyone looked over, and Lin Lang, the minister of Honglu Temple who was sweating profusely, jumped in front and asked in a hoarse voice: "How much is it?"
"It's already six hundred and twenty-one pounds, breaking six hundred!"
It’s over!
Lin Lang felt his vision go dark, glanced at Zhao Kang, rolled his eyes, and fell forward.
The farmer who came to deliver sweet potatoes muttered: "What an official, I almost fainted with joy."
"Come here, take him off and take off his official uniform."
Zhao Kang sneered, and Zhang Long immediately called for help. If there was someone else who could intercede for Lin Lang, especially his fellow officials.
But no one cared about Lin Lang at this moment. Their nerves were all affected by the sweet potatoes that had not yet been confiscated.
Xiao Linglong clenched her fists tightly, sweat even dripped from her delicate forehead, and shouted: "Hurry, hurry, send more people!"
Her Majesty the Empress is already a little crazy. She can't wait to know how much sweet potato yield per acre can be achieved, how many sweet potatoes can be grown and how many people can be fed!
Seeing this scene, Zhao Kang felt happy in his heart, and quickly urged Zhang Long to send people to harvest.
Finally, after another thirty minutes or so, all the sweet potatoes from one acre of land were pulled out, weighed, and stacked neatly into a hill-like pile.
"How much!" Xiao Linglong looked at the official who recorded it.
The six ministers, the Grand Duke, the Grand Tutor and other ministers also looked at the recorder expectantly.
Under the eager eyes of everyone, the official recording revealed the exciting figure.
"The yield of sweet potatoes from this acre of land is 967 kilograms, which is almost over 1,000 kilograms!"
crazy!
For a moment, all the officials present seemed to be going crazy.
"O past emperors, have you manifested your spirit?" The old master knelt down excitedly and looked at the sky, crying bitterly. Although he had no dealings with Zhao Kang, he still cared about the country and the country.
"This is a miracle! This must be the auspiciousness given to me by God!"
"The yield per acre is nearly a thousand! If I work hard, no one will starve to death again!"
Li Yuan, Minister of the Ministry of War, looked at Zhao Kang: "National Master, you have made great achievements!"
"Master Li has given me the award. It's all because of His Majesty's wisdom. How can I dare to take credit?"
As a qualified licking dog, Zhao Kang passed all the credit to Xiao Linglong who was standing aside.
Her Majesty the Empress squatted on the ground very rudely at this moment, holding the two largest sweet potatoes and laughing so happily, she turned around and said excitedly: "Zhao Kang, hurry up! Order people to collect all the sweet potatoes quickly, I If you want to know how much food this land can produce, hurry up!"
