eldest son of Ming dynasty

In autumn, the capital will have a special sense of comfort.

Zhu Houzhao couldn't see the outside scenery in the palace city, but the sky was blue and cloudless, which always made people feel calm.

In the case where the transmission can only rely on letters, the information is like a wave. When it comes, it hits you for a while, then settles down, and when the next wave comes again, it will be another wave of shock.

The emperor was sitting in the government amidst this wave of information.

At the beginning of the year, he brought Yang Tinghe into the cabinet and made him specialize in the cultivation and promotion of sweet potatoes.

The seedlings were planted in spring, and now there are grown sweet potatoes.

Zhu Houzhao was very concerned about this, so he even got into the carriage and went out of the palace to see it.

After Yang Tinghe heard that the emperor was coming, he tried his best to make preparations. He temporarily built a pavilion next to the land, and the road leading from the city to this place was also slightly leveled.

But in fact, Zhu Houzhao didn't ask for these details very much, so he walked down from the main road along the path in the field.

Moreover, because it was not the kind of sneaking out of the city, he brought a lot of people.

Xu Guan, the Shenwu Guard, was there to protect him, and a team of 200 people stood along the roadside.

Liu Jin didn't need to say more.

In addition, there are three other cabinet elders.

So strictly speaking, this is an emperor's tour.

Yang Tinghe led Meng Qiuzhong, Meng Ying's father and daughter, and other carefully selected farmers to stand by the field and kowtow to welcome them.

Of course the conditions here are not as good as in the imperial palace, but Zhu Houzhao likes the environment here very much.

The land in front of us is surrounded by fences, and when we look up from a distance, there are golden waves of wheat, which are to be harvested this season.

But there are no common people here, so the place Yang Tinghe chose is naturally the official land, and the nearby ones are also owned by the official family.

During the process of planting sweet potatoes, Zhu Houzhao began to give some hints, but he didn't remember much. He didn't know exactly how much he could grow on half an acre of land.

Furthermore, the high yield of modern crops is due to the use of pesticides, weeding, and pest control, and sometimes a single pest can destroy a season, so it doesn’t mean that once the sweet potato seedlings are inserted into the ground, all the sweet potatoes will be filled immediately. grow out.

Basically, half an acre of land, with one or two thousand catties, would be enough for him.

Yang Yiqing, Wang Jia and Wang Bing, who followed, had never seen this kind of crop. When the emperor squatted down to touch it, they were still afraid, "Be careful, Your Majesty!"

Liu Jin also had quick eyes and quick hands, "Your Majesty, these things are dirty, let the servants come and fetch them for Your Majesty."

Having been the emperor for a long time, Zhu Houzhao has gradually entered into this kind of role of being served, which is actually to make other people feel comfortable and get used to it.

So he nodded and said, "Dig out a piece and see the size."

"Yes."

Then he said to his minister: "These leaves should be edible, but I don't know how they taste."

"Such rough food, how can it enter His Majesty's golden mouth." Liu Jin smiled and flattered.

"If it can be eaten, Wei Chen would like to try it." Wang Jia said.

In Zhu Houzhao's impression, his parents in the previous life had eaten it, but... it seemed that it was really not delicious, anyway, he was not used to it.In fact, every household that raises pigs feeds them.

But how to put it, he also said it on purpose.For the people at this time, there is no good or bad food, only edible or not.

On the other side, Liu Jin worked very hard, followed Yang Ting and the people under his command to dig through the dirt and get one out.

Yang Yiqing had heard about the magic of this thing early in the morning, so he couldn't help but look at it at this time. In fact, it was also a common appearance: a long oval shape, with a very irregular surface shape and no sense of beauty. When it comes to color, it was not covered by soil. The place where it is located is a kind of rose red, smell...no one can smell it.

"Those with water, wash them off."

Zhu Houzhao's words were a little excited. Unlike others, his eyes were still confused, because others didn't recognize it, and only he understood the significance of this thing.

Liu Jin did it herself, and carefully rubbed the mud in the basin brought by the waiter, and washed the soil again after one basin of water was dirty.

"This is the sweet potato that His Majesty said." Wang Jia was also a little curious. He just dug it out of the mud and it didn't look real, but after washing it, it was really red all over his body.

"Bring a knife! Cut it open!" Zhu Houzhao couldn't wait.

The skin is red, and the flesh inside is yellow when cut open.

Liu Jin looked at the emperor's eyes and acted without stopping, cutting off more than a dozen pieces, and then saw that the emperor was about to reach out to the table to eat.

"Your Majesty!" Liu Jin panicked, "I've seen this for the first time, so I should find someone to try it!"

"Exactly." Yang Yiqing also cupped his hands, "Your Majesty belongs to the country, how can you take it lightly?"

Zhu Hou thought to himself, why is it so troublesome.

"Let the girls eat first!"

Everyone was attracted by this voice, it was Meng Ying.

When she said this, there were not many objections from the people present. Anyway, for most people, as long as the emperor is not eating with herself, then it doesn't matter.

Zhu Houzhao didn't bother to argue with his courtiers on this point.

Let Meng Ying take the credit.

As for her father, Meng Qiuzhong, there was no rush at all, because he had seen people eat overseas.

Meng Ying didn't hesitate too much, and walked a few steps to Liu Jin's side, reached out and picked up a piece, chewed it in her mouth, and then swallowed.

The elder Ge and the servants all looked at her, as if they were waiting for some magical change.

In fact, there is nothing but the sound of 'click' and 'click'.

"Miss Meng, how do you feel?" Liu Jin also became anxious.

Meng Ying ate it, and there was no discomfort on her expression during the process, "Crispy, sweet, and delicious. I didn't feel uncomfortable either."

In this way, everyone feels at ease.

"My servant, my servant is also trying to eat a piece for His Majesty." Liu Jin also wanted to take credit for this, and moved a little too fast.

"Eunuch Liu, this... this is a bit hard..."

Meng Ying's words were delayed by half a beat, and then she saw Liu Jin covering her hands and crying out in pain, "Ouch!"

But Zhu Houzhao sneered, "I'm getting old, I don't have good teeth, I can't eat this raw sweet potato anymore."

"According to His Majesty, can this be cooked and eaten?" Yang Yiqing asked.

"Try it, it should be possible to roast, steam, boil, or even grind it into powder for cooking porridge. Xu Guan."

"The minister is here."

"The elders in the pavilion have bad teeth. Let the brothers of Shenwuwei come and taste it, one mouthful per person."

Yang Tinghe wasn't that old. He waited for so long, so he couldn't help but took a small piece and took a bite slowly. The pressure in his heart suddenly eased, and he said pleasantly: "It's really sweet and crisp, which is different from ordinary fruits and vegetables. !"

"Arrange for someone to harvest all the sweet potatoes in this half-acre field, and see how much the harvest is."

"Yes, I obey the order!"

So the farmers outside the pavilion got busy, and inside the pavilion, the soldiers of Shenwuwei lined up to eat this new thing.

When one person talks about the taste, he doesn't feel it. When everyone who has eaten it says the same thing, the elders in the cabinet will no longer doubt it.

"Your Majesty said that this product is edible, and it seems to be true. It is neither sour nor bitter, but has a sweet taste. It must be easier for the common people to accept it."

Wang Jia felt itchy and uncomfortable, he couldn't help it, so someone cut a thin slice with a knife.

Yang Yiqing and Wang Bing also eat like this.

As soon as you taste it, you immediately know that the taste is real.

"It depends on the harvest." Zhu Houzhao put his hands behind his back and stood high in the pavilion, "The production of sweet potatoes is extremely high overseas. If it is still the case in my Ming Dynasty, it will be popularized in time... The four old elders can imagine a little bit, it will What a benefit."

"That's right! What His Majesty said is very true."

So this number has to be patient.

It's just that Yang Tinghe didn't dare to keep the emperor waiting for too long. He went directly to the "Human Sea Tactics", digging, washing, and weighing, all of which were ready, so it took more than half an hour to basically get everything done.

In fact, during this process, the viewers basically have a general idea, because the quantity is there... piled up like a hill, and the visual inspection will not be light.

Yang Tinghe kept busy. At a certain moment, he finally got the numbers together, so he turned around immediately.

The three elders were not calm, and stood up one after another.

"Report to Your Majesty, the yield of this half-acre sweet potato field has been calculated."

"How much in total?"

"A total of ten stones, five buckets and seven liters!"

In the Ming Dynasty, one stone was about 150 catties, and the figure Yang Tinghe said was nearly 1600 catties.

This number really shocked everyone, "There are ten stones in half an acre! That's twenty stones for one mu of land!"

In fact, Zhu Houzhao felt that it was a little bit low. In his impression, sweet potatoes should not behave like this, but it is the first time to grow sweet potatoes, with no experience and no pesticides.

However, even so, it still made the people present feel unbelievable.

These days, one mu of top-notch paddy fields yields about three stones, but this unremarkable sweet potato has seven times the yield!

"Your Majesty! I think that this crop should be promoted quickly. Within three years, there will be no hungry people in Ming Dynasty! Since ancient times, no emperor has achieved this feat!" Wang Yan was a little excited, and his words were a bit exaggerated.

"Senior!" Yang Yiqing and Wang Bing also had no objections.

Zhu Houzhao knows that there is room for improvement in the future, but this can be said in private, the current results are not bad, and the main point is to encourage, "Three elders, I want to reward the old farmer Meng Qiuzhong who brought this thing back, as well as his What do you think of the daughter who just tried it for everyone?"

"Your Majesty Shengming!"

"Interfere."

"Wei Chen is here."

Zhu Houzhao smiled and said: "Now you should understand why I entrusted you with this matter alone. In the next three years, you must work hard to let these old farmers breed several times to accumulate experience. For example, you can open a few more fields. Experiment with different methods to see which method is the best, so as to form a mature method. Only when there are mature planting methods and seeds can it be widely promoted. After three years, I will see results. The people of Ming Dynasty I have been starving for many years, and I cannot continue to be so hungry."

All the ministers knelt down and sincerely worshiped.

When it was bustling, three army horses came up the main road next to it, and the people who came were dressed as if they were in the palace.

They rushed over in a hurry and shouted: "Report to Your Majesty! Ningxia has a military report!"

Zhu Houzhao frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Go back to the palace."