"Sweet potatoes?"
"Potato?"
"What are those?" Yang Duan He looked at Ying Zheng blankly.”
" These two items are divine items that can make Great Qin no longer have to worry about starvation," Ying Zheng murmured.”
Yang Duan He and the others were even more confused, but they all looked at the sweet potato leaves with burning eyes.
Since His Majesty said it was a divine item, it was definitely something good!
Qin Yun chuckled." Brother Zheng, what can you tell just by looking?"”
"Why don't we dig them all out and calculate the yield? That way, you can be at ease.”
Ying Zheng nodded resolutely.”
"Minister Meng, get the copper rights!"
"Yang Wengzi, bring people to measure the fields with hemp rope.”
When Yang Wengzi and his soldiers had measured out an acre of land, Ying Zheng personally entered the potato field with a sickle in his hand. He skillfully grabbed a bunch of potato stalks and swung the sickle down.
"Where are the potatoes?"
Looking at the potato stalk in his hand, Ying Zheng's eyes were filled with confusion.
Qin Yun could not help but laugh as he shook his head." Brother Zheng, this is not how potatoes are harvested.”
As he spoke, Qin Yun picked up a machete and walked to another potato stalk. With a slash, he cut off the tender leaf at the top.
"The ones exposed on the ground are potato stalks. The tender stalks at the top are edible. After blanching them in hot water, they can be made into cold dishes.”
"Then use your hands to grab the remaining pole and pull it up!”
Following Qin Yun's actions, more than ten fist-sized potatoes were dragged out of the ground.
"Brother Zheng, look, isn't the potato here?”
Qin Yun could not help but lampoon." Potato, potato. They are naturally buried under the ground. You will naturally not be able to find them if you look for them on the potato stalks.”
However, Ying Zheng was in no mood to pay attention to Qin Yun's ridicule. He hurriedly took the potato that was hanging from the roots.
After weighing it in his hand, Ying Zheng was shocked,""These ten potatoes weigh at least two catties!”
"This is only the production of one stalk!”
Qin Yun reached out his hand and dug twice on the ground before pulling out another potato and placing it in front of Ying Zheng.
"There are more than ten potatoes under a potato stalk.”
"However, the other potatoes have already fallen off. Only those ten or so potatoes are still hanging on the roots.”
After carefully searching around in the pit, Ying Zheng dug out seven or eight potatoes as expected.
After weighing the potato in his hand, and then looking at the dense pile of potato stalks before him, Ying Zheng came to a shocking conclusion.
Fifteen dan per mu?
That was definitely the most conservative statement!
Ying Zheng couldn't help but mutter in a low voice,"The people are truly blessed!”
Wang Ben couldn't help but ask,"Teacher Qin, are these potatoes edible?”
Qin Yun nodded." It's naturally edible. Furthermore, it's suitable for food and vegetables.”
"Today at noon, I will be the host and invite everyone to have a full potato feast. At that time, Marquis Tong Wu will know the taste of these potatoes.”
"The taste is not important!" Wang Ben shook his head.”
Wang Ben stared at the potato field.
"Just one plant can produce so many potatoes. How many potatoes can this potato field produce?”
Qin Yun casually said," The yield per mu is about fifteen stones.”
"These fields are personally planted by me, so the yield should be a little higher.”
All the officials were shocked.
Yang Duan He suddenly ran into the potato field and shouted,""Your Majesty, let me do this kind of rough work!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Duan He pulled out a potato stalk and began to count the number of potatoes on it.
Wang Ben cursed in his heart,"This old man!"”
In the next second, the ten or so men who stood at the peak of Great Qin's power madly charged towards the potato fields like wild boars.
"This land belongs to me!"
"I want this piece of land!"
"Imperial Army, get out of the way!”
No one could remain calm in the face of fifteen dan of grain per mu.
Under Yang Duan He and the rest's wild boars, an acre of land was quickly turned over. Even finger-sized potatoes were mercilessly pulled out.
"So many!"
Even though he had already guessed it in his heart, when Ying Zheng saw the pile of potatoes, he could not help but let out a low cry.
"Come, put the potatoes on the tray!”
Looking at the pile of potatoes, Meng Yi shouted in anticipation and then seriously began to weigh them.
"A stone!"
"Two stones!"
Wang Ben and the others couldn't help but shout as the potatoes were weighed.
Following that, the accompanying Imperial Army soldiers stared at Meng Yi's actions and shouted together.
"Twenty stones!"
"Twenty-five stones!"
"Twenty-five and a half!"
Rubbing his sore arm, Meng Yi shouted out the final data in ecstasy.
Unfortunately, there were no cheers.
Everyone looked at each other in disbelief.
Ying Zheng murmured with a trembling voice,""Twenty-five and a half stone, that's three thousand and sixty jin!”
Qin Yun shook his head." This is not the result of widespread planting.”
"After all, the fertilizer in the farmland will be a little poorer than in my garden, and the care will not be as exquisite.”
"I estimate that after we plant a large number of them, the yield per mu should still be around fifteen dan.”
Ying Zheng and company looked at Qin Yun with bitter eyes.
The use of the word 'only' was simply too hateful.
Can you not be so depressing?
So what if you're an immortal!
Ying Zheng took a deep breath and bowed with cupped hands at Qin Yun.""I, on behalf of the Great Qin Empire and all the people in the world, thank the Imperial Preceptor for giving this country such an important weapon!”
"Great Qin is very fortunate to have such a divine seed!”
Nesten looked at the potato in his hand in a daze, and tears flowed down his face.
"If all of Great Qin's land could grow these potatoes, why would Great Qin worry about famine?”
"If I could have planted these potatoes earlier, I wouldn't have starved to death!”
"Old Weng!"
Neishiteng finally couldn't hold it in any longer. He covered his face with his hand, which had just finished digging potatoes, and the top official of Great Qin, who was in his forties, hugged his head and cried in front of everyone.
However, no one who heard Tu Sui's bitter voice laughed at him.
In the year of famine, thousands of miles of people starved to death, and the exchange of children ate each other!
Many people had heard of that miserable scene, and some had even experienced it personally.
Now, with this potato, that tragic incident would completely disappear from the land of China!
After crying bitterly, Neishi Teng lifted his sleeves to wipe the tears from his face. He bowed deeply to Qin Yun and shouted loudly.
"This general thanks the Qin country's teacher!"
Wang Wan and the others were also influenced by Neishi Teng and shouted in unison.
"We thank the Qin country's teacher!"
In the past, they had bowed down for Qin Yun because of his status as an immortal, his personal abilities, and his official position.
However, there was only one reason for everyone to bow.
For the people of the world who would be filled with potatoes!
Qin Yun bowed in return." My fellow colleagues, there's no need for the formalities.”
"I have my own selfish motives for giving Great Qin potatoes and sweet potatoes.”
" No matter how selfish you are," Ying Zheng smiled." Can you be more selfish than Marquis Wucheng?"”
Wang Ben chuckled awkwardly.
Although Wang Ben understood why Wang Jian did that, he was not as shameless as Wang Jian.
Qin Yun smiled and shook his head." My selfishness is not for money or land.”
"It's so that Great Qin can become a Fate Dynasty faster!”
Qin Yun's eyes were filled with anticipation as he said," When that time comes, I will be able to use Great Qin's luck to cultivate faster.”
The smile on Ying Zheng's face slowly faded away, and soon turned into a deep solemnity.
"Imperial Preceptor, can you tell me?"
"What exactly is the Yun Dynasty?"
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