The Appearance of Potato, a Thousand Kilo per Mu
In the evening.
Cheng Yaojin stood at the entrance of Cheng Chuwen's courtyard.
Thinking of the miserable state of those guards and himself in the past, he finally gave up the idea of going in to investigate and shouted,"Little Rascal, hurry up and come out."
Cheng Chuwen opened the door. After confirming the safe distance between him and Cheng Yaojin, he said lightly,"Old man, why are you looking for me?”
"Can't I look for you for nothing?"
Cheng Yaojin was furious when he thought about how he couldn't enter his own residence.
However, he remembered that Li Shi Min was waiting for him in the outer court, so he shouted,"Hurry up and come out. In order to thank you for curing the Empress, His Majesty specially allowed one of our cows to commit suicide. He's preparing an all-cow feast and is waiting for you outside the residence.”
Cheng Chuwen pursed his lips. What did he mean by a cow committing suicide?
It was clearly this old fellow who was greedy and used his contribution to Empress Zhangsun in exchange for it.
He turned around and looked at the potatoes in the courtyard. He remembered that he hadn't eaten potato stewed beef for a long time, so he nodded and said,"Then let's go. This cow died because of me. I want to eat more.”
As he spoke, Cheng Chuwen dug up a potato vine, and there were potato fruits hanging on it.
This potato was also opened by Cheng Chuwen from the treasure chest.
However, when he first opened it, there were only a few.
After so many years of cultivation by Cheng Chuwen, the number was already considerable, so he didn't care about the few he ate this time.
At this moment, Cheng Yaojin's eyes turned green as he asked,""What is this? Can it be eaten?"
"It's edible."
Cheng Chuwen cleaned the soil on the potatoes and replied,""This thing is called potatoes. It can be used as a dish or a meal.
Of course, at the most critical moment, the yield of this thing per mu was about 1,000 catties, right?”
After thinking about it, Cheng Chuwen felt that 1,000 catties was the most suitable amount.
Although the potato production in the later generations was far more than this, it was only achieved with the help of improved fertilizers and other auxiliary products.
There was nothing now. A thousand catties was about this amount.
But even so, Cheng Yaojin was still shocked.
His mouth trembled for a long time, still in disbelief. He said carefully,"Is what you said true? This thing could produce a thousand catties per mu and could be eaten. Was it food?”
At this time, Cheng Yaojin's heart was already in turmoil.
It was impossible to produce a thousand catties of grain per mu, and no one would be crazy enough to say such a thing.
Cheng Chuwen gently shook the potatoes in his hand. There were four to five of them, and each of them weighed almost a pound."The truth is right in front of you. Look at my courtyard. It's just one mu. If you don't believe me, you can get someone to dig it all out and let them pass.”
"Let's go!"
Cheng Yaojin took a step forward and stepped on something that suddenly exploded. Wood shavings flew out and pierced his thigh.
However, Cheng Yaojin didn't care at all. He grabbed Cheng Chuwen's hand and ran out.
"Your Majesty, this is bad. Oh, it's not a great joy ~"
After this sentence reached Li Shiming's ears, it took a full three seconds for Cheng Yaojin to appear in his line of sight.
But before Li Shimin could get angry, Cheng Yaojin quickly said,"Your Majesty, I'm overjoyed. Just now, Little Rascal discovered a grain that can produce 500 kilograms of grain per mu.”
"What?"
Li Shi Min suddenly stood up, forgetting to get angry.
To Li Shi Min, nothing was more important than food.
Food represented population.
The higher the grain production in that area, the more people there would be.
And in this era where war was won by numbers, having a large population meant that one was powerful and could obtain more land, thus continuing the cycle.
Therefore, when Li Shiming heard that there was a kind of grain that could produce 500 kilograms per mu, he was no longer calm.
Not only Li Shimin, but also Qin Shubao, Empress Zhangsun, and even Wei Zheng, who came with him, were shocked.
Cheng Yaojin was also very clear about this. He immediately snatched the potato from Cheng Chuwen's hand and pointed at it."Your Majesty, look. Just one of these pills of yours has produced a total of five to six catties.
Earlier, I took a look. Little Rascal's courtyard has gained about one Mu of land. According to this yield, it should be able to produce about 1000 catties.”
"Let's go!"
Li Shimin couldn't wait any longer. The group of people walked towards Cheng Chuwen's small courtyard.
When he saw the small pit at the entrance of the courtyard, Cheng Yaojin remembered the danger in the courtyard and quickly stopped Li Shimin. He said to Cheng Chuwen,"Hurry up and pick up the things you buried.”
Only then did Cheng Chuwen dig up the damaged mines around the courtyard.
Of course, other than these mines, there were other traps in the yard, but they were all inside and did not pose a threat to the potato area.
Cheng Yaojin and the others couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths when they saw Cheng Chuwen digging out the dark things one by one.
Especially the head of the guards and Cheng Yaojin, whose wounds had yet to fully heal.
The wood shavings on the other thigh had not been pulled out, and it had been blown up more than once.
Li Shiming rolled his eyes and put the thing aside. He walked to the potato and squatted down to dig before Cheng Chuwen could say anything.
Soon, a potato was dug out, and four to five potatoes were hung on it.
It was so dazzling that everyone's eyes could not move away.
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