I'm about to become an immortal, do you want me to be a prince?

Chapter 4 Basic exercises, don't be six!
Li Shimin shook his head in disappointment.

"But so!"

"Hey, Lao Li, don't look down on this thing, it's a good thing."

"Oh? How can you see it?"

"50 shi per mu, have you heard of it?"

"A mere 50 per mu...wait a minute, what did you just say?"

"I said, this thing yields 50 shi per mu."

Li Shimin immediately trembled like a humming buzzing.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, 50 shi? Yield per mu?"

In ancient times, one stone was equal to about 120 catties, and 50 stones was 6 thousand catties.

Datang is now the best Shangtian, and the yield per mu of grain planted is only three to four hundred catties.

Then suddenly someone stood up and told Li Shimin that potatoes can produce at least 6 catties per mu.

Can Li Shimin calm down?
Regarding the yield per mu of potatoes, Li Mu also heard it through the past. Some people even said that it can produce ten thousand catties per mu. Li Mu didn’t dare to boast about this Haikou, so he made a compromise and said that 50 shi, that is, 6 thousand catties.

"Is this true?"

"hold head high!"

"You said that these potatoes are a must, how did you get them?"

"Uh... bought it from a Hu merchant."

Li Mu casually found an excuse to prevaricate, he couldn't tell him that it was sent by the system!
"What about the Hu merchant?"

"It's gone."

"..."

Li Shimin picked up a potato and looked at it carefully. The brown skin was slightly pitted, and it looked ordinary no matter how you looked at it.

That's it?50 shi per mu?
Li Shimin had an incredible expression on his face. It was obvious that he was skeptical.

Li Mu: "..." (serious face)
"The name of this grain is potatoes?"

"hold head high."

"Potato? The name is a bit mundane."

"Left and right are just a name. If you feel like it's dirty, you can call it Tianshun Potatoes!"

"Celestial Silkworm Potatoes? Well, the name is not bad, it sounds awesome."

The corner of Li Mu's mouth twitched, and he secretly thought that this guy, Lao Li, would know how to learn and use it flexibly, and the word "beautiful" is very subtle!
After pondering for a while, Li Shimin continued to ask, "How long does it take for this potato seed to be ripe?"

"It's as fast as January, as slow as March."

"January!"

Li Shimin froze instantly, but it was obvious that he selectively ignored the slow time.

"This thing depends on the variety of Lao Li. Some are early maturing and some are late maturing. You can't generalize it. Also, the yield per mu is also related to fertilizer and geology. Don't take it for granted!"

"Then your potatoes are ripe now?"

Obviously, Li Shimin wanted to verify it himself, to see if it was really as Li Mu said, the yield per mu was 50 shi.

"It's not time yet. In another half a month, look at the potatoes that have been dug up. They are still relatively small."

"Well, in half a month, I will definitely come and witness it myself."

"welcome any time."

……

About an hour later.

"Come, come!"

"Braised Pork Ribs."

"Spicy and sour potato shreds."

"Corn Bone Soup."

"And sweet potatoes."

……

Looking at the dazzling array of dishes on the table, Li Shimin was stunned and couldn't help swallowing.

"Is this pork?" Li Shimin asked in surprise, pointing to the plate of braised pork ribs.

"Yes, Lao Li, you have a taste, it is guaranteed to be delicious."

Li Shimin had some scruples and dared not put down his chopsticks for a long time.

In ancient times, pork was a kind of cheap meat. The taste was really not very good. It was fishy and embarrassing. Not to mention rich and powerful people, even ordinary people didn't eat it.

On the other hand, Forbe next to him quickly took a piece and put it in his mouth.

Then chew it with big mouthfuls.

While eating, he said vaguely, "It's delicious, it's delicious..."

"Hey, Lao Li, sit down and have dinner!"

Li Shimin was a little at a loss. According to the tradition of Tang Dynasty, when eating, one should eat separately.

That is to say, one person has a small table, and then they sit on their knees in order of priority.

How could anyone sit around and eat together like Li Mu? It's so unruly!

And this seat is also weird, too exaggerated.

According to the rules, you have to sit on your knees in formal occasions, and you have to sit in a serious and serious manner.

Such... is really degrading!
Li Shimin pondered for a while, and finally shook his head helplessly.

Forget it, let the guest do as the host does, it should be regarded as going to the countryside to do as the Romans do.

I don't know what this kid has gone through these years since his brain was broken, and his behavior is different from ordinary people.

After Li Shimin sat down, he took a mouthful of braised pork ribs and put it in his mouth.

Ok?
good to eat!

There is no fishy smell at all.

Added a pinch of hot and sour potato shreds.

Uh-huh? ?
This taste is so special!
The aftertaste is endless!
Another spoonful of big corn bones.

hmmmm? ? ?
This is too fragrant!
Couldn't help but took several sips.

Another bite of sweet potato.

What the hell!

So soft and sweet!
"This... you made all these things?"

"Ang, is it delicious?"

"Okay... delicious, but how do you do it?"

"For example, this pork meat, how did you manage to make it so delicious, without any fishy smell, and..."

"Don't be six, Lao Li, let me tell you, these are all my unique secret recipes, and I will save them to make a lot of money in the future. I only let you because you are brothers with my dead ghost father." knowledgeable."

"..."

"If you want to know, I'll take you to have a look after dinner."

"..."

(End of this chapter)