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

Chapter 9 is too good, but also a burden!
"Old Sun, Old Du, look, here are potatoes!"

Li Mu ran over to offer the treasure with a bunch of potatoes in his hands.

"Let the old man take a look!"

Changsun Wuji and Du Ruhui hurried over to take a closer look.

There are seven potatoes in this bunch.

All are the size of a fist.

Of course, it refers to the kind of fists of ordinary people.

If it's the same as Yu Chigong's fist as big as a sandbag, then it's not a potato, it's a gourd baby.

Changsun Wuji took the gourd baby... Ahhh, after taking the potatoes, he carefully wiped off the dirt.

Then I looked at it carefully, the skin is yellowish brown, and the shape is mostly spherical.

Except for a few long ones that have more personality.

For example, someone who looks a bit like that...

The surface of the potatoes is a bit pitted and looks a bit ugly.

"This...is the potato?" Du Ruhui asked, pointing to the potato in Changsun Wuji's hand.

"Exactly!"

Du Ruhui was a little disappointed, according to what Li Mu said, this thing is against the sky, shouldn't it be shining golden?

Why does it look unremarkable, even a little wilted.

"Old Du, don't look at this mediocre potato. It has great functions. It can not only make wine, but also cook dishes, and even dry food. The most important thing is that its yield is 50 shi per mu!"

Du Ruhui shook his head, he still doesn't quite believe that this thing is really so magical.

Leaving aside other things, he doesn't believe that the yield per mu is 50 shi.

Moreover, Du Ruhui even resented the name Tudou, Tudou Tudou, the name doesn't sound like something high and high.

"Is it true that the yield per mu is 50 shi?"

Li Mu smiled slightly, and nodded confidently, "Not much more."

Although Datang's land may not be as productive as later generations, Li Mu has put in enough fertilizer and scientific management.

Therefore, it is appropriate to produce more than 50 shi per mu.

Seeing Li Mu's confident expression, Du Rugui immediately felt a little more relaxed.

If it is really as good as Li Mu said, it will definitely be a good thing for the entire Tang Dynasty.

He, Du Ruhui, has no reason to be unhappy.

It's just the name... alas!It's a bit earthy.

Du Ruhui couldn't help complaining.

"I'm afraid the word potato is not worthy of such an auspicious fetish, why not change the name?"

When Li Mu heard this, why did he think Tudou's name was dirty?

At this moment, Li Shimin came over and heard that Lao Du thought Tudou's name was dirty.

So he said with a smile, "Why don't you change it to silkworm potatoes!"

"Ceremonial potatoes?"

Li Mu immediately covered his face, what the hell is Old Li taking this seriously.

As a time traveler, Li Mu is really afraid that a certain great god will turn into a horse and run after him to kill him.

"Okay, that's a good name!" Du Ruhui and Changsun Wuji praised at the same time.

However, it is estimated that flattery is more of a factor.

Probably weighed it.

Du Ruhui was overjoyed immediately.

This bunch of potatoes probably weighs four or five catties.

"Li Gong, come and take a look, this potato weighs about four to five catties, right?" Du Ruhui's voice was a little excited.

Li Shimin quickly took it over and weighed it, then nodded with joy, "Yes, it's close, it's close!"

In fact, it stands to reason that in the era of poor conditions in the Tang Dynasty, even if the output of potatoes was against the sky, it was only about two thousand catties.

But the reason why Li Mu dared to guarantee more than 50 stones was because he had a system.

The system rewards him with something every day.

He must have obtained such things as fertilizer.

Therefore, even if the soil is not fertile, he has the confidence to guarantee the yield per mu.

"By the way, little man, how long does it take for a season of potatoes?" Changsun Wuji asked suddenly.

He didn't pay attention to this question before, and only now remembered to ask this question.

"It can be as fast as more than a month, and as slow as three months!"

Li Mu's potatoes are produced systematically and are early-maturing varieties, which can be harvested for a season in about 90 days at the latest.

Among them, some very early-maturing varieties only need about 50 days from emergence to harvest.

Upon hearing this, Changsun Wuji said, "Hiss..."

Obviously, it was the sound of gasping for air again.

"Xiao Lang-jun, are you serious?"

"What are you doing to lie to you?"

So Li Mu sat down, and slowly gave Li Shimin and the other three popular science about the three varieties of potatoes: early, middle and late.

And even a series of factors such as soil climate and chemical fertilizers have been popularized.

Even the greenhouse technology has been said.

The three of Li Shimin were stupefied for a moment.

Especially Li Shimin, his eyes were shining brightly, and his heart was full of comfort.

Originally, he would be satisfied as long as his expectations for this brain-damaged son reached the average level of ordinary people.

But after getting along these days, he found that this son is not easy!

At this time, Li Shimin was undoubtedly secretly happy.

The kind that is so dark that it hurts internally.

But at the same time that he was secretly refreshed, there was also a trace of worry in his heart.

The reason for worry is, if this elder son is really so awesome, what will happen to Prince Li Chengqian?

What will happen if Li Mu's identity is exposed?

As someone who has been there, Li Shimin couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Originally, Li Shimin planned to find an opportunity to reveal his identity with Li Mu, and then father and son would recognize each other and recognize their ancestors.

Now, he hesitated.

Until there is no perfect solution, let's continue to hide it!
(End of this chapter)