Chapter 39: Promoting the sweet potato order, the confirmation of the Cui family in Qinghe
"Your Majesty, please don't listen to the words of monsters!!"
There is a tremor in Xiao Yu's voice.
He is really afraid that His Majesty will be bewitched by those monsters.
"Okay, Xiao Sikong, I have made up my mind, this product must be promoted!!"
"Its full name is sweet potato. It can yield 4,000 to 6,000 kilograms per mu, and it only takes three months to mature!!"
"It's so lucky for me, the Tang Dynasty, to get such a magical thing!!"
Li Shimin’s voice was passionate.
As can be seen,
When he introduced sweet potatoes, he was so confident and proud.
However.
The officials didn’t think so.
The yield per mu is 4,000 to 6,000 jins? It still takes three months to mature...
Your Majesty, are you okay?!
Are you living in a dream?!
At this stage, the yield of the best fertile land is only 300 kilograms. How is it possible for you to increase it tenfold?!
In an instant.
All officials think it is a fantasy, no, the fantasy is better than it, this is completely idiotic!!
Haha.
The yield per mu is 4,000 to 6,000 jins...
Thank you, Li Shimin, for saying it.
Pei Ji really laughed.
I originally thought that Li Jiaerlang solved the food crisis because he wanted to be cool.
The results now appear.
It was completely solved by mistake, and because of this, I believed in ghosts and gods, and was bewitched by some demons, thinking that the broken sweet potato was a divine object.
He was still scared before going to court in the morning.
After all, father and son Li Shimin and Li Yuan met again after many years. The meeting between these two emperors of the Tang Dynasty still frightened them.
But now it seems...
Haha.
See you, see you.
It would be best if you, Erlang of the Li family, take Li Yuan into the ditch too!!
"Your Majesty, Shengming."
Pei Ji quickly stood up and said.
Officials from other aristocratic families responded one after another.
They are all a little afraid that Li Shimin will take back his life.
However, Li Shimin had made up his mind. No matter how much Xiao Yu and others tried to persuade him, he finally issued an edict asking the victims in the north to plant sweet potatoes.
So far,
In the early morning, the two groups of people had different thoughts and retreated.
…………
The entrance to the imperial city.
Many Jinwu guards took notices and posted them in the streets and alleys.
Zhuque Street.
Jin Wuwei posted the notice on the government office.
"Your Majesty has decreed that from today on, people from the north can come and apply to plant sacred objects."
"Because the number of divine items is limited, screening is required, but it is still first come, first served!!"
The official voice of the Jinwu Guards was like a loud bell, and Nuo's loud voice carried his voice far away to this place.
"Mystical object? What magical object? Your Majesty... What is your Majesty going to do?"
"Haha, I know! I know this. Your Majesty must be seeking divine objects from heaven, that's why you call them divine objects. Your Majesty wants to popularize divine objects in the world. Your Majesty is wise!!"
Some people praised Li Shimin without even looking at the notice.
Obviously a fan of Li Shimin.
This is normal.
A few days ago, the Imperial City rescued hundreds of thousands of victims, eliminating starvation. As a leader, Li Shimin gained a lot of popular support and support from the people.
At this time.
Some people also began to read the notices carefully.
"Sweet potatoes? The yield per acre is 4,000 to 6,000 kilograms, and it only takes three months to mature. This... this, this, this, is this true? Is there really such a terrifying plant?!"
"Haha, it's absolutely true. After all, it's a divine thing that His Majesty begged from heaven!!"
"If this magical thing is real, woo woo woo, then we will never have to go hungry again."
"Yes, yes, but the notice said that two-thirds of the first batch of divine objects must be handed over to the court for new seedlings. Let's not talk about what seedlings are for now. This is too much to hand over.
Already?!"
"Haha, after receiving four thousand kilograms, even if you pay two-thirds, there will still be more than a thousand kilograms of harvest, and this magical thing only takes three months to plant. If you are worried, then let me do it.
"My lord, please give me some sweet potato seeds. I have no objection to the notice."
"Me too!!"
"Me too, sir, give me one too!!"
"Haha, I was so excited that I immediately drew water from a bamboo basket and everything was empty."
Some people believe in this divine object unconditionally, just because this is what Li Shimin said and what the emperor said.
And some people sneered at it.
Four thousand kilograms per mu? Idiot’s dream!!
Totally looking for free labor!!
These two waves of people,
There were more people in the first wave than in the second wave. Almost all of them in the first wave were victims who received food relief from the Imperial City.
As for the situation on Zhuque Street,
It's just one of the Jinwu Guards scattered all over the country.
In other places, there are also Jinwuwei who are responsible for popularizing the sweet potato myth.
Today.
The Imperial City's operations are vast and powerful.
It is destined that the entire people of Chang'an will know about sweet potatoes today.
………………
Recommended sweet potato order.
It was officially released and achieved great success.
In the past, no matter what decisions Li Shimin made, it was impossible to implement them all in one day.
But today.
But it was done.
Just because of the sweet potato order.
Not only did Li Shimin send people to popularize it, but even aristocratic families spared no effort to help Li Shimin popularize it.
The entire city of Chang'an.
Today, there is unprecedented harmony!!
The Cui family of Qinghe is in charge of the mansion.
A tea room.
There is a fragrant aroma in the house, and the head of the Cui family in Qinghe is making tea alone.
"Dong dong dong."
Just then, someone knocked on the door.
"Come in."
With a "crunch", a housekeeper walked in, carrying some sweet potato seeds in his hand, and followed by someone who was the food expert of their Qinghe Cui family.
Mr. Cui of Qinghe specializes in agriculture and food.
You can say.
In the entire Five Surnames and Seven Hopes, no family knows better than them.
"Master, Mr. Cui He is here."
Jiawei invited the grain expert to take a seat and placed sweet potato seeds in the middle of their tables.
"Cui He, you're here. I specially asked you to come here. It's troublesome."
Cui He waved his hand, smiled, and said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. It's my honor to have the opportunity to help you, the head of the family."
"Well, you are worthy of being the pillar of my Cui family. This spirit alone is enough for young guys to learn from you."
The head of the Cui family in Qinghe smiled, then looked at Jiawei and nodded, as if it was a secret signal, tacitly allowing him to do something.
Jiawei took a deep breath, stood next to grain expert Cui He, and asked: "Mr. Cui He, I asked you to come here today because I want to ask if the rice in the northern fields can be grown after it is planted.
Harvest? If it can... what is the highest, how much can be harvested?"
Hearing this, Cui He became interested. He sat upright and said with a smile, "I have to say, this question is very constructive and very good."
"Nowadays, dry land cultivation in the north has always been the main target of research by me and my disciples."
"For now, there is a huge difference between the dry fields in the north and the worst fields in the south, probably 1 and 3. For every grain of rice harvested in the dry fields in the north, at least three can be harvested in the south."
"Of course, this is just my research result. In order to ensure the authenticity of this data, I specially asked my apprentice to invite experts from the Longxi Li family and several other aristocratic families who specialize in this field."
"Through various comparisons, we almost agree that the dry fields in the north are not suitable for planting, and the planting cannot withstand winter."