After Zhu Houzhao answered, he pretended to walk forward.
However, when he heard that there was no movement behind him, he turned around and realized.
Emperor Hongzhi and the three Pavilion Elders had already stopped.
Standing by the roadside, each of them stared at a stalk of corn. From the looks of it, they seemed to be studying something.
Xie Qian, who was at the back of the line, was the first to find the corn in the middle of the straw. After he pried it open, he saw the golden corn inside.
Xie Qian frowned and observed for a long time. He reached out his hand and pressed a few more times. Then, he opened his mouth and bit down on the corn!
"Elder Xie, don't…"
Before Zhu Houzhao could finish his words, Xie Qian had already bitten off the corn.
He turned around and chewed the corn in his mouth while looking at Zhu Houzhao in confusion."
"Your Highness, don't what?"
When Zhu Houzhao saw this scene, he revealed a helpless expression and changed his words.
"Elder Xie, how does it taste?"
"The soup is full and there's a faint fragrance. Not bad, it's quite delicious.”
When Zhu Houzhao heard this evaluation, he did not say anything else.
Zhu Houzhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw Emperor Hongzhi, Liu Jian, and Li Dongyang about to make a move. He quickly stepped forward to stop them, avoiding Grand Secretary Xie.
"Imperial Father, Pavilion Elders, if you want to eat it, I'll get my subordinates to cook some later. It'll taste even better than eating it raw.”
When the few of them heard Zhu Houzhao's words, they did not doubt it and hurriedly nodded in agreement.
Xie Qian, who was behind them, was slightly puzzled when he saw the few of them stop.
In just a short while, Xie Qian had already broken off the corn and held it in his hand. As he chewed on it, he said to the few of them,
"I'm not lying to you. It's really delicious! Try it!"
When Zhu Houzhao heard this, his brows furrowed. He pulled Emperor Hongzhi, who was about to step forward to try, and walked to the side.
Seeing this, the two Pavilion Elders behind him also vaguely guessed something. They stopped their actions of breaking the corn and followed closely behind Zhu Houzhao, walking forward.
After they walked for a distance, Emperor Hongzhi stopped and looked at the corn in front of him. He was still a little confused. He pointed at the corn in the middle of the straw and asked Zhu Houzhao,
"Pin 'er, this is the fruit of corn, right?”
Zhu Houzhao nodded.
"Can't this corn be eaten raw?"
"It's capable, but the species grown here isn't that kind.”
"Since corn can't be eaten raw, then it should be cooked or roasted. In that case, it's no different from sweet potatoes?”
Zhu Houzhao thought for a moment before explaining,"
"Boiling and roasting is indeed feasible, and the taste is fresh and sweet.
However, this corn was a little different from sweet potatoes.
It was more durable than sweet potatoes and could be stored for a few years. It could also be ground into noodles and made into various kinds of noodles.
Of course, other than making noodles, corn could also be made into popcorn, porridge, and so on. The taste was just as delicious!”
Zhu Houzhao had a look of reminiscence on his face.
As for Emperor Hongzhi and the two cabinet elders beside him, they were dumbfounded.
Liu Jian, who was the first to recover, pointed at the corn in front of him and asked excitedly,
"Your Highness, in that case, doesn't that mean that corn is almost the same as wheat, rice, chestnuts, and other things?”
Zhu Houzhao nodded in agreement.
"Other than the taste, it's indeed the same."
After Zhu Houzhao confirmed it, Liu Jian's breathing became heavier.
The sweet potato from before.
A production of more than 5,000 catties was unquestionably a divine item.
Originally, Liu Jian thought that it was already the heavens 'pity and blessing for Great Ming to be able to obtain one.
However, who would have thought that he would encounter another one just as he entered the West Mountain Imperial Manor?
Although it could not compare to sweet potatoes, just its storability alone could make it an existence on par with the five grains.
With these two things, Da Ming would be able to save the people!
Thinking of this, Liu Jian looked into the distance and saw the endless corn. He was excited and could not help but ask.
"Your Highness, I would like to ask, how much corn was planted in the Western Mountain Imperial Manor?”
"It! It's not much, about a thousand mu!"
This time, after hearing Zhu Houzhao's words, the few of them who were already prepared for this became much calmer.
At the very least, they were able to control their manners this time.
Even so, Liu Jian and Li Dongyang's faces were flushed red, and their bodies began to tremble.
Emperor Hongzhi, who was standing at the side, was slightly stronger than the two cabinet elders. However, his breathing was clearly much faster. After taking a few quick breaths, Emperor Hongzhi gradually calmed down.
Then, he looked into the distance and pretended to be calm as he pointed into the distance and asked,
"Pin 'er! The land over there doesn't look like corn to me. It should be sweet potatoes, right?”
"Uh…"
Zhu Houzhao narrowed his eyes and looked ahead. After seeing the appearance of the plant clearly, he shook his head.
Zhu Houzhao's actions fell into Emperor Hongzhi's eyes, and his expression immediately began to become shocked as he said in disbelief.
"Pin 'er, don't tell me that there's another crop that can produce a thousand catties per mu!
If you say that again, I'm a little afraid. I'm afraid that in the end, it's all a dream!”
Zhu Houzhao was stunned when he heard this and quickly comforted him,
"Don't worry, Imperial Father. Won't you know if you're dreaming or not by pinching yourself?
As for the production of this thing, how could your son dare to speak nonsense? There are scales in the Imperial Manor. The exact yield per mu cannot be calculated, but the approximate number can still be calculated.
So, if Imperial Father is still worried, you can arrange for the farmers to weigh it later to know if it's true or not.”
After Zhu Houzhao finished speaking, he looked at the farmland that Emperor Hongzhi had pointed out and explained.
"As for the farmland that you are referring to, it is indeed not sweet potatoes, and it does not yield a thousand catties per mu.”
When Emperor Hongzhi heard this, his heart instantly relaxed.
However, this relaxed mood did not last long.
Zhu Houzhao said faintly.
"It's ten thousand catties per mu!"
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