Qin Feng carried the pork sausage to the table and shouted,"The last dish is here!"
He looked at the table. Good heavens, the dishes were already half done. Didn't these people just say that pork was cheap? As expected, no one could escape the law of true fragrance.
Cheng Yaojin took a few mouthfuls and said vaguely,"Nephew, quickly tell us what dishes are these?”
Li Lizhi raised her white palm and said excitedly,"I know, I know."
Li Er put down his chopsticks and looked at Li Lizhi dotingly."Oh? Lizhi, tell me what these dishes are.”
Li Lizhi stood up and pointed at them while explaining,""This is braised pork, this is sweet and sour tenderloin, this is stewed pork ribs with potatoes…"
After Li Lizhi finished reporting the dishes on the table, she looked at the dishes that Qin Feng had just brought out." This, this…"
Qin Feng interrupted with a smile,"Let me tell everyone. This dish is a pork sausage."”
They had never even seen these dishes before, let alone eaten them. It was no different from a fool's dream for them to guess the names of the dishes.
Cheng Yaojin was quick to react. He picked up a piece of sausage and asked casually before putting it into his mouth,"Where is this Fat Sausage?"
"Naturally, it's the large intestine of a pig." Qin Feng said speechlessly.”
Zhangsun Wuji immediately took over the conversation and said with a smile,"I know. It was also recorded in Food Management that it was a pig's excrement organ.”
"Oh, the excretory organ."
Suddenly, Cheng Yaojin's movements froze. He had just put the intestines into his mouth. That was the pig's excretory organ, also known as the place where he pooped.
Cheng Yaojin felt like his stomach was churning and he had the urge to vomit.
The group of people looked at Cheng Yaojin and held back their laughter. However, Zhangsun Wuji did not care and had long burst into laughter.
"Don't worry, the intestines have already been washed clean and can be eaten," Qin Feng said with a smile.”
Cheng Yaojin still believed Qin Feng's words. After all, he was so careful. He must have washed the intestines clean.
Cheng Yaojin chewed the sausage in his mouth. It was delicious but not greasy. He couldn't help but pick up a few more slices and kept saying,"It smells so good."
When the others saw Cheng Yaojin eating so happily, they couldn't help but pick it up. It was indeed a delicious dish. Who would have thought that pig intestines could be used to make such a delicious dish?
With good dishes, there was naturally no lack of good wine. Qin Feng took out the wine from the cellar. They only drank two or three bowls before feeling intoxicated and did not dare to drink anymore.
Not long after, the dishes on the table had been swept clean, and even the plates were clean.
After eating and drinking, Cheng Yaojin looked at Zhangsun Wuji proudly and said,""Nephew, tell old man Zhangsun who wrote that zither poem outside the residence.”
Qin Feng looked at this Zhangsun Wuji, the number one meritorious minister of the Lingyan Pavilion. He was indeed a talented person and thought of the records in the historical records:
In the first year of Zhenguan (627 years), Zhangsun Wuji was appointed Minister of Civil Affairs and was appointed as the first meritorious minister. He was granted the title of Duke of Qi and 1,300 households were granted food.
He was both a meritorious official and a relative of the country, so he was treated well by Taizong and could enter Taizong's bedroom. In July of the same year, Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty worshiped Zhangsun Wuji as Shangshu Youpushe.
Cheng Yaojin could call Zhangsun Wuji an old man, but Qin Feng didn't dare. He replied,"Minister Zhangsun, the zither outside the door was written by me.”
" Impossible!" Zhangsun Wuji immediately retorted." How can you write such words and compose such a poem at your age?"”
"Nephew, take a pen and paper and write for him now. Let this old man broaden his horizons."”
Qin Feng ordered the servants to prepare a pen and paper and wrote down a zither poem on the spot.
The handwriting was exactly the same as the one outside the manor. Zhangsun Wuji finally believed it completely. He shook his head and said,"Indeed, heroes are born from the young. This is truly the fortune of our Great Tang. This loss of one hundred strings is not unjustified. I will send someone to your residence tomorrow.”
Taking it up and letting it go, Zhangsun Wuji's bearing was truly admirable. No wonder he could be ranked first in the Lingyan Pavilion, causing Qin Feng to look up to him.
After this small episode, Li Er pointed to the plate that had been filled with stewed pork ribs with potatoes and asked,"Qin Feng, what is this potato? Why have I never heard of it before?”
Qin Feng replied,"These potatoes were given to me by my master, a Taoist priest. After a few years of planting, the yield per mu has reached 50 stones."”
When Old Cheng heard this, he couldn't be bothered to be happy anymore. He immediately came over and grabbed Qin Feng's arm and asked,"What is it? Fifty dans, are you trying to trick us?”
"Ignorant waiter, do you know how much fifty dan is?”
"If we can really produce fifty dan per mu, after widespread planting, the soldiers and people of the Great Tang will never suffer from hunger!”
How could these people not be excited? They had all come from the era of war. Years of war had caused the supply of food to be insufficient. The soldiers were hungry and cold. They could only dig wild vegetables, grass roots, and tree bark to satisfy their hunger.
It was the same for the people at the bottom. They worked hard for an entire year to save up a small amount of food, but once there was a war, their food was often snatched away.
In addition, there were floods and droughts from time to time, and there was no harvest. When the edible wild vegetables were eaten up, they would exchange their children for food.
If this potato grain could really reach fifty dan per mu and was as tasty as other grains, then it would be a great merit for the people of the Great Tang to no longer starve.
Li Er stopped smiling and asked solemnly,""Qin Feng, is this true?"
"Your Majesty, I've been planting them for several years, and the yield per mu is much higher than this.”
"Hiss!"
Qin Feng naturally did not dare to deceive His Majesty. That was the crime of deceiving the emperor and he would be beheaded. However, if what he said was true, wouldn't that mean that the potatoes would produce at least 50 stones per mu? How terrifying would that be?
"Qin Feng, bring me a few potatoes and let me take a good look." Li Er ordered excitedly.”
Qin Feng replied and let Qin San return to the kitchen to bring out a bag.
Everyone placed the potatoes in a circle, picked one up each, and looked at it over and over.
"This yellow lump is the potato I ate just now?”
"The potatoes don't look so good. Can they really produce 50 dan per mu?”
A group of people surrounded them and began to discuss.
"Of course. A potato seedling can bear several potatoes.”
Potato, the scientific name of the potato, was a herbaceous plant of the nightshade family. Its tubers were edible and were the third most important food crop in the world, second only to wheat and corn.
The potato originated from South America and was later introduced to China. According to the records of Xingping County, Shaanxi Province, potatoes had already been introduced to China in the 16th century. Qin Feng was equivalent to a thousand years ahead of time.
Li Er could imagine what would happen once potatoes were planted extensively. Even he, who had always been calm and composed, said with rapid breathing,
"Qin Feng, how many potatoes do you have? I want them all, no matter how much it costs.”
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