Potato and sweet potato were not native crops in China. It was only in the late Ming Dynasty that they were introduced to the Central Plains from overseas.
Before this, the population of the Central Plains could only be maintained at a relatively low number due to the restriction of food production. However, with the emergence of potatoes and sweet potatoes, two high-yield and highly adaptable crops in the Divine Great Land, the population increased explosively!
Previously, Zhao Lang had been lucky enough to draw these two mystical crops through the Resentment Points system. He then planted them in his field.
The potatoes and sweet potatoes were one of Zhao Lang's trump cards. With them, he would not have to worry about the food and clothing of the Zhao Family Army during the war!
In the field, Zhao Lang lifted his little butt and used a tool to turn the soil. In a short while, a few fist-sized, dark red stalks were turned over.
Zhao Lang wiped the dirt off and said,"Old Zhao, Old Wang, keep these sweet potatoes and roast them together later.”
However, he soon realized that the two of them were staring at the sweet potato in a daze and did not make a move at all.
"What's wrong? What are you guys daydreaming about? Do you still want to eat the roasted sweet potato?" Zhao Lang frowned.
"Little friend! These few pieces of…sweet potatoes weighed several catties, right? Could it be that all the sweet potatoes in this field had such a high yield?”The First Emperor stared at the little wimp and asked.
Zhao Lang spread out his small hands and said casually,"More or less. Some are a little more, some are a little less. However, if we calculate one mu, it's at least 3000 catties.”
Puff!
Qin Shi Huang and Wang Jian almost spat out a mouthful of blood. 3000 jin per mu, you f * cking say it's so-so? I believed you!
Old Zhao's resentment 777!
Old Wang's resentment 777!
After all, in Great Qin, even the best farmland could only produce about 200 catties of sweet potatoes per mu. 3000 catties of sweet potatoes per mu was a god-grade crop!
The First Emperor still couldn't believe it. He snatched the tools from Zhao Lang's hands, found a plant, and started digging.
Not long after, a few huge stalks were dug out!
Qin Shi Huang used his hand to pat off the dirty soil. Immediately, a few red and round sweet potatoes appeared. It seemed that there were even more than the one Zhao Lang had dug up just now!
He put down a few pieces of sweet potatoes and then searched for a total of seven or eight stalks. He dug them up one by one and finally obtained a similar number of sweet potatoes!
Zhao Lang ran over with his short legs." Enough, enough! Old Zhao, you dug so much, are you trying to fill us to death?”
The First Emperor ignored the little wimp. He stared at the piles of sweet potatoes on the ground, his dragon eyes flashing with unprecedented light. This sweet potato production was really so high!”
Zhao Lang rolled his eyes." So you, Old Zhao, didn't believe us?”
"You're so scared of 3000 catties?" Zhao Lang said disdainfully."That potato is worth 6000 catties per mu. Do you want to jump up in fright?"”
"What?" 6000 catties of potatoes per mu? Is that true?" Shi Huang's dragon eyes almost popped out.
Zhao Lang shrugged his shoulders and pointed at a place in the distance." Here, the potatoes are over there. You'll know when you go and dig them up."”
On the side, Wang Jian did not wait for the First Emperor to make a move. He carried his tools and ran to the place where the potatoes were growing. Then, he started to dig.
Soon, a potato seedling was raised, and pieces of round, yellow potatoes rolled out. There were more than twice as many as sweet potatoes!
Immediately after, Wang Jian swung his arm and waved his tools. He dug up more than ten seedlings in succession and obtained piles of potatoes that were similar to the ones he had dug up!
Hiss…
The First Emperor, Wang Jian, was dumbstruck as he looked at the yellow stems on the ground. He couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. What Zhao Lang said wasn't an exaggeration at all. A rough estimate would definitely be more than 6000 catties of potatoes per mu!
Excitement, excitement, surprise, and all sorts of other emotions gushed out. Shi Huang was so excited that his body was slightly trembling.
Great Qin had ruled the world for more than ten years, but because of the low food production, there were still many starving people in the Central Plains. If everyone could grow potatoes and sweet potatoes that could yield 3000 or 6000 catties per mu, there would be no more starving people in the world!
"Hey, Old Zhao, why are you trembling? Did something happen again? Master Lang didn't have that antidote pill anymore.”Zhao Lang said with his small eyes wide open.
Qin Shi Huang was speechless. Am I shivering? I'm just excited, alright?
Resentment from Old Zhao 688!
"Little friend, my body is fine. I was just shocked by such a high-yield crop!”Qin Shi Huang immediately said.
Zhao Lang heaved a sigh of relief." It's good that we're not going to stop eating. Since there's nothing else, let's go roast some potatoes and sweet potatoes. The Literature and Songs Rankings will be announced later. Let's eat and watch."”
At the side, Wang Jian's eyes lit up." Right, right, right. Let's try the taste of the potatoes and sweet potatoes first! As long as they could be swallowed, they were the most sacred items in the world!”
With such a high yield per mu, what taste was there? As long as he could eat his fill!
Following that, the two old men, Emperor Shi and Wang Jian, fought over each other as they carried piles of potatoes and sweet potatoes to Old Zhang's bonfire.
At this moment, a huge grill was set up on the fire. Zhao Lang placed pieces of sweet potatoes on it.
In a short while, a rich fragrance drifted out. The First Emperor, Wang Jian, and the others who were sitting around the fire immediately revealed expressions of interest.
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