Chapter 31 Shocked, this thing is really a divine thing!
The other side.
Li Shimin was furious to death.
But he still calmed down and asked people to find Fang Xuanling, Changsun Wuji and Wei Zheng.
Family matters.
It made him worried and furious.
But national affairs still need to be handled quickly.
After all.
Hundreds of thousands of victims are waiting for the court to make arrangements.
Not long after.
Inside Tai Chi Palace.
Fang Xuanling, Changsun Wuji and Wei Zheng arrived one after another.
The four monarchs and ministers sat around a table.
They looked at the steaming sweet potatoes on the table in silence.
"Your Majesty, do you think this thing is edible?!"
Fang Xuanling was extremely shocked. This thing looked ugly. He had never seen it before. Could it be poisonous?
"Kuan'er...Kuan'er said so."
Li Shimin was very worried and not sure.
Facing unknown things, even the four people who stand at the pinnacle of power will feel awe.
"Okay, you can't tell the result by looking at it, Xuanling, let's take the lead and eat it first."
Li Shimin issued the order.
Fang Xuanling was immediately shocked: "Your Majesty, I...I may not be able to take on such a big responsibility!!"
He didn't want to be used as a guinea pig.
But seeing Li Shimin's calm and confident eyes, he made a grunt and said angrily: "Ahem, sir... let's give it a try first."
He picked up the sweet potato and it was so hot that it pricked his hands. Then he put down his hand and pulled out the black lumps with the burnt skin. He squeezed it with his hands and found that it was a little soft.
Soon, the steaming soft and waxy red heart was revealed, and a fragrance bloomed from there.
"Good... smells so good!!"
Fang Xuanling is the closest, with bright eyes.
Li Shimin and the three of them also smelled the aroma one after another, and they breathed a sigh of relief. The aroma can prove that this thing is edible.
Fang Xuanling no longer resisted, picked up a bite with chopsticks, and bit it gently.
Boom!!
In an instant.
Fang Xuanling's eyes widened.
Shocked!!
Shocked!!
Horror!!
He couldn't believe that this thing, with its black surface, could be so delicious!!
"How does it taste, Xuanling."
Li Shimin asked hurriedly.
"Your Majesty, it's delicious! It's so delicious!!"
"His Royal Highness the King of Chu is such a talented person, this food is really delicious!!!"
Fang Xuanling couldn't help but take another bite and eat it, the more she ate, the more enthusiastic she became.
This was the first time he had tasted this sweet, soft and glutinous delicacy. It was many times more delicious than the pastries in Chang'an City!!
"Your Majesty, I also want to try it!!"
Changsun Wuji was so greedy by the aroma that he raised his chopsticks and stretched them to the side of the sweet potato, waiting for Li Shimin to nod in agreement.
"Haha, okay, auxiliary machine, you can eat too!"
Li Shimin laughed.
From this point of view, what the rice paper said is true. Sweet potatoes are really sweet and delicious, several times more delicious than Tang Dynasty rice.
"Your Majesty, minister..."
Wei Zheng, who originally wanted to have a feast, saw the two guys sitting around, guarding him like thieves. Wei Zheng had no choice but to put his thoughts on another sweet potato, and then looked at Li Shimin eagerly. p>
"Eat it, I'll try it too."
As soon as Li Shimin took a bite, his eyes immediately went straight: "This...there is such a delicious thing in the world.!!"
Originally, Li Shimin didn't eat at noon. Everything he ate when he was hungry tasted delicious. In addition, sweet potatoes are naturally sweet, and his taste buds instantly reached the realm of gods.
Such delicious food also made his anger at the family banquet disappear.
Instead.
It’s endless surprises.
Because he remembered that the rice paper said that this product could produce 4,000 to 6,000 kilograms per mu!!
It’s something that can be popularized all over the world!!
And in terms of taste, it is sweet but not spicy, fragrant but not greasy, and it can be said to be suitable for all ages!!
"Your Majesty, this thing... is wrong. How much can you produce per acre of the sacred sweet potato invented by His Highness the King of Chu? It's so delicious. If your Majesty allows it, I will bring some sweet potato seeds back and have them cultivated immediately." Changsun Wuji was so burned that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, but he still picked up the sweet potato and put it in his mouth, for fear that Fang Xuanling would eat more.
"According to what Kuan'er said, the yield per mu is about 4,000 to 6,000 catties."
What!!
The yield per mu is 4,000 to 6,000 kilograms?!
In an instant, Changsun Wuji and the three of them stopped eating sweet potatoes because they were frightened by the terrifying numbers.
They looked at the sweet potatoes as if they were looking at monsters.
"Your Majesty, is this true?!"
"Nowadays in our country, even the most fertile land in the Tang Dynasty can only produce 300 kilograms per mu, but this sweet potato god can produce 4,000 to 6,000 kilograms per mu?!"
If this is true, that's terrible.
Not only does this sweet potato taste great, but its yield is also unparalleled!!
But next.
Li Shimin dropped another bombshell.
"In addition, the growing time of sweet potatoes is up to three months, and there is no distinction between fertile land and barren land!!"
What!!
I heard this,
The eyes of Zhang, Sun Wuji and the other three people almost popped out of their sockets, and they looked at Li Shimin with extremely shocked expressions.
Li Shimin felt the gazes of the three people, and there was only one word in his heart, cool!!
The resentment I originally felt at the family dinner completely dissipated.
Kuan'er,
It has to be you!!
Li Shimin sighed in his heart.
"Okay, it just takes three months to grow, so the three dear friends don't need to be so shocked."
"This sweet potato is just a small masterpiece by Quan Zi Kuan'er."
When Li Shimin heard it for the first time, he was no less horrified than the three of them, and even now he was extremely horrified.
But he still pretended to be "I understand everything" and stretched out his hand to signal the three of them to calm down.
A small masterpiece??
What the hell...
Listen, is this human language?!
A small masterpiece is a magical object with an yield of four thousand kilograms per acre? It’s too outrageous!!
However, the three of them were all human beings. They knew that Li Shimin was pretending to be a rivalry, so they thought they would just let him go. He was your Majesty, and the inventor of this thing, His Royal Highness the King of Chu, was also his child.
He has the capital to pretend.
"My dear friends, I came to you today to talk about sweet potato planting."
Li Shimin thought for a while and continued: "It's summer now, and winter will enter the north in about half a year. However, these sweet potatoes only need three months to plant. If they are planted recently, they can be harvested before winter.
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"Most of the hundreds of thousands of victims in the north should be asked to go back and arrange to plant this plant! Regarding the land issue, the bare land in the north is thousands of miles away, and it is all ownerless land. The court will distribute it uniformly, and each person can get one acre of land!!" p>
"As long as the victims plant sweet potatoes, firstly, they will have a job to do, and secondly, they will no longer have to worry about food problems in three months. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone!!"
This plan looks good.
Yes.
Looks good.
Changsun Wuji and the other three all thought of a question: Is this thing really that powerful? What if it is different from what His Highness the King of Chu said?!
For example,
His Highness the King of Chu said that planting takes three months to bear fruit. What if the time increases to half a year? The yield per mu is 4,000 to 6,000 kilograms. What if the yield per mu is less than ordinary grain?!
Except for His Royal Highness the King of Chu, no one has successfully planted sweet potatoes. Wouldn’t it be too rash to all of a sudden arrange for everyone to plant sweet potatoes?!
And...
Are there really so many sweet potato seeds that can be cultivated by hundreds of thousands of disaster victims?!