"Gulp ~"
Zhu Yuanzhang swallowed the delicacy in his mouth. Then, he quickly picked up another piece with lightning speed. He didn't even blow on it. The soup was so hot that his tongue was numb.
But even so, Zhu Yuanzhang was not willing to spit them out.
After that, Zhu Yuanzhang ate a few more pieces before he was satisfied.
"Father, how is it?"
"I said you would eat your tongue!”
"Looking at your posture just now, you really wanted to swallow the entire claypot!”
Zhu Yuanzhang blushed and looked embarrassed. He had indeed lost his composure just now.
However!
This potato is too delicious!
Even if Zhu Yuanzhang became the emperor and ate many delicacies, they could not compare to this stewed beef with potatoes!
"Brat, I misspoke just now!”
"Hmph ()"
Zhu Yuanzhang savoured the deliciousness in his mouth and humphed proudly, admitting his slip of the tongue.
"Hehe! Father, do you know the school motto now? Don't be so confident before you see the truth!”
Zhu Xi smiled proudly at the Mercedes-Levels.
It was not easy to make Zhu Yuanzhang, this stubborn old comrade, admit his mistake. It seemed that the power of the gourmet land was still quite great!
"Cut the crap!"
"If you continue to talk nonsense, I'll slap you with my big soles!”
Facing his son's ridicule, especially in front of his daughter-in-law, Zhu Yuanzhang felt a little embarrassed. He quickly put his hand on his boots and threatened Zhu Rong.
Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang's actions, Zhu Rong immediately shut his mouth and obediently dug into the bowl of stewed beef with potatoes.
艹!
Comrade Old Zhu used force to threaten and suppress his bloodline. He simply did not care about martial ethics!
"Hehe ~"
Xu Miaoyun couldn't help but laugh out loud when she saw the pair of father and son who were like living treasures. However, she immediately shut her mouth and looked at Zhu Rong and Zhu Yuanzhang. Her fair face was flushed red.
She had never seen Zhu Yuanzhang so approachable.
In Xu Miaoyun's impression, Zhu Yuanzhang had always been a stern, domineering and dignified person. She did not expect him to be angry and arrogant with his son in private.
"Sigh, daughter, if you want to laugh, then laugh. Don't hold it in!”
All of them are my own people, so there is no need to be so restrained.”
"Look at this little brat. I'll feel uncomfortable if I don't get angry!”
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at his daughter-in-law, whose face had turned red from holding it in, and glared at Zhu Rong fiercely. Zhu Rong did not want to be outdone and replied with a grimace.
"Puchi ~"
Seeing Zhu Rong's child-like actions, Xu Miaoyun couldn't help but laugh out loud again.
She was a young lady from a wealthy family and had a strong mental fortitude. She usually wouldn't laugh unless she really couldn't help it!
"You little brat, if not for your daughter-in-law being here today, I would have saved your face.”
"Otherwise, I'll let you know why the flowers are so red!”
Zhu Yuanzhang blew his beard and glared at him. He picked up a piece of stewed beef and put it into his mouth to chew. The delicious food made Zhu Yuanzhang's expression relax a lot, and he showed an expression of enjoyment.
Although his son was a little infuriating.
However, he had to admit that this stewed beef with potatoes was indeed delicious!
How fragrant!
"Come, Miao Yun, eat quickly!”
"If I'm a little slower, I'll be eaten by my father!”
Zhu Xi picked up a silver spoon and scooped a big spoonful for his fiancée, then scooped another big spoonful for himself and began to eat happily.
"Brat, leave some, leave some!”
"Leave some for your father!”
Zhu Yuan took two big spoons and the stewed beef with potatoes in the clay pot was almost empty. Zhu Yuanzhang shouted repeatedly.
"Spicy for you! I'll give you all the spiciness!"
Seeing his father's anxious look, Zhu Rong was amused. He pushed the clay pot in front of Zhu Yuanzhang and gave him the rest of the stewed beef with potatoes.
Zhu Yuanzhang did not stand on ceremony. He did not care about his imagination at all. He rolled up his sleeves and began to eat. He poured the soup of potato stewed beef on the rice without any guidance. He finished three dozens of rice and ate until his stomach was round.
"Burp ~"
Zhu Yuanzhang, who had eaten his fill, slumped on the rattan chair with a satisfied expression. He used a toothpick to pick the residue between his teeth.
Zhu Rong was also full. Like Zhu Yuanzhang, he collapsed on the chair and bit on a toothpick.
The father and son's expressions and actions were almost exactly the same, as if they were carved from the same mold.
Xu Miaoyun was cleaning up the dishes.
The scene was very heartwarming.
"Brat, what exactly is this potato of yours? Where did you get it? Why haven't we eaten it before?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked lazily as he lay on the chair.
"My son found this by chance when he was attacking Zhang Shicheng in the south, so he took it and planted it himself.”
"In the end, I discovered that not only does this thing taste good, but the yield is also very rich. It is not inferior to rice, wheat, soybeans, and other crops. It can be completely promoted to the entire Ming Dynasty for the people to cultivate.”
Zhu Rong knew that his father, Zhu Yuanzhang, would definitely ask, so he had already prepared an excuse.
Zhu Yuanzhang did not suspect anything. Jiangnan was a place with lush vegetation, so it was normal to grow some crops that were not well known.
"Rich production?"
"How many catties per mu?”
Zhu Yuanzhang picked up his cup, took a sip of tea, and asked casually.
Although potatoes were a fresh crop, the Ming Dynasty had rice, wheat, soybeans, corn, and other crops. There were many varieties. It didn't matter if they had more or less.
"Yes…"
"It's hard to say exactly how much it weighs. It's also my son's first time planting on a large scale. A conservative estimate is that one mu will weigh at least three to four thousand catties!”
Zhu Xiong thought for a while and gave a conservative number.
After all.
It was also his first time planting potatoes.
"Pu…"
Zhu Yuanzhang heard this and immediately spat out the tea he had just drunk. He grabbed the cup in his hand and it fell onto his body, the tea soaking his clothes.
His body stumbled and fell from the rattan chair.
Before he could get up in time, Zhu Yuanzhang stared at Zhu Xi with wide eyes and asked in a surprised tone,"How much? How much per mu? Three to four thousand catties?"
He had lost his composure!
Zhu Yuanzhang completely lost his composure!
This output was beyond his imagination!
In this agricultural society with low production capacity, the average yield of rice and wheat per mu was only 300 to 400 catties. The fertile land could reach 500 to 600 catties.
Three to four thousand jin!
What kind of concept was this?
It was ten times the average grain output of this era!
"Hey, hey, hey, Dad, you're too excited!”
"If anything happens to you, my mother will beat me up!”
Zhu Rong looked at his father who had fallen to the ground. He stood up from the chair like a carp and quickly walked over to help him up. He patted the soil on Zhu Yuanzhang's body and complained.
"Stinky brat, don't be so poor!"
"Tell me, can these potatoes really produce three to four thousand catties per mu?？”
Zhu Yuanzhang stared at Zhu Rong and asked with an extremely serious expression. As an emperor, he understood the meaning behind this production!
This meant that the people of the Ming Empire could eat their fill!
Letting the people of the Ming Empire have a good meal was the dream that Zhu Yuanzhang pursued when he ascended the throne and became the emperor!
"Absolutely!"
"It just so happens that the potatoes are ripe.”
"There is a total of ten mu of land. Father will send someone to dig out the potatoes and weigh them.”
Zhu Rong pointed at the large farmland behind him and stopped joking. He also said to Zhu Yuanzhang with a serious expression.
"Go! Take my order and send a thousand imperial guards over.”
"Ling! Inform the officials of the Ministry of Central Affairs and the six departments, as well as Liu Bowen, to get all the farm tools and scales ready for us!”
"We want all the ministers to witness the birth of the auspicious Ming Dynasty!”
Zhu Yuanzhang was so excited that his face was flushed red and his body was trembling slightly. Looking at the lush green fields that were filled with vitality, he was even more excited than seeing a peerless beauty that could topple a country!
"Understood!"
Jiang Meng cupped his fists and immediately left.
"Uh..."
"Dad, aren't you exaggerating?”
"Isn't it just digging potatoes? Is there a need to make such a big scene?"
Zhu Xiong was speechless when he heard his father's orders.
"No, I can't! This digging is not a potato! It's Ming's auspicious sign! It's the future of the people!" Zhu Yuanzhang said excitedly.
In his eyes, these potatoes had already surpassed the original meaning of crops!
"Alright, as long as you're happy!”
Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang like this, Zhu Wei spread his hands and stopped asking.
About an hour later.
The imperial guards brought hoes, shovels, and other farming tools to the backyard of King Yan's residence. Li Shan Chang, Liu Bowen, Yang Siyi, Lu Ben, and other officials from the Ministry of Central Affairs, the Six Bureaus, and the Imperial Censorate followed closely behind.
"Greetings, Your Majesty. My Emperor Wan..."
When everyone saw that Zhu Yuanzhang was about to bow, he interrupted them.
"No, no, no, no!"
"Hurry up, pick up the farming tools and dig out these treasures with us!”
After Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and picked up the shovel brought by the Imperial Army. He was about to dig the potatoes.
As a farmer, Zhu Yuanzhang was no stranger to farm work. Even after he became the emperor, he did not forget his roots. In the Imperial Palace, he had reclaimed an acre of farmland and planted many crops.
"Your Majesty, may I ask what treasure is in this field?”
"He actually made His Majesty mobilize so many people?”
Li Shan Chang looked at the seedlings on the ground and asked with a puzzled expression. He really didn't know where these seedlings were.
"This thing is called a potato!"
"Fruits grow in the ground. Our son just made us a meal of braised beef with potatoes. It tastes very good!”
"The most important thing is their production. Guess how many catties they can produce per mu?”
Zhu Yuanzhang asked Li Shanzhang mysteriously, his face filled with uncontrollable excitement.
Seeing the excited look of Zhu Yuanzhang, Li Shanchang guessed that the yield of this plant called potato must be much higher than that of ordinary rice and wheat.
"Six hundred jin?"
Lee Shan Chang tentatively said that the yield was twice as high as rice and wheat.
Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head lightly."It's too low. Guess again!”
Lee Shan Chang and the surrounding officials were shocked.
My goodness!
Six hundred jin was still low!
"Seven…700?" Lee Shan Chang added another 100 catties.
Zhu Yuanzhang still shook his head.
"Eight…Eight hundred?"
He shook his head.
"Nine... Nine hundred?"
He shook his head.
"One…One... A thousand?"
Lee Shan Chang's voice trembled as he said this number. His breathing involuntarily became rapid and heavy.
But…
Zhu Yuanzhang still shook his head!
Numb!
Completely numb!
Whether it was Li Shan Chang, Liu Bowen, or the other ministers, they were all numb. Their eyes became a little dull and shocked!
"Damn, Shan Chang, as the Prime Minister, you're too narrow-minded!”
"Be bolder, triple it!”
Zhu Yuanzhang patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him. He looked at the shocked expressions of the crowd and was very proud. He had completely forgotten the scene of him falling off the stool in fear.
Three times?
When Lee Shan Chang heard this, his pupils suddenly constricted and he almost subconsciously exclaimed,""Three…Three thousand jin!"
Li
Shan Chang's exclamation caused an uproar among everyone present. Their eyes turned to Zhu Yuanzhang in unison, seeking confirmation.
Only to see.
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