I'm a big dick

Chapter 21 Sweet Potato

Thanks to the book friend "The big account is blocked and the trumpet is used" for the reward.

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Zhu Youxiao has his own judgments and ideas, but he still appreciates Xu Guangqi's ideas and praises them well.

"I once wrote "Sweet Potato Shu"...Where the sweet potato is, the living is half a year's food..."

Uncle dry?What about uncle?
Zhu Youxiao blinked his eyes, suddenly his eyes flashed, he raised his hand to interrupt Xu Guangqi, and asked a little eagerly: "Xu Aiqing wrote "Sweet Potatoes", why didn't I see it? Besides, where did this sweet potato come from? What does it look like?"

Xu Guangqi clasped his hands and replied: ""Sweet Potatoes" was written by the minister when he was living in Tianjin in the 41st year of Wanli. Overseas inflow, planted before Minyue..."

Sweet potatoes, definitely sweet potatoes.

Zhu Youxiao is so excited, roasted sweet potatoes, French fries... Well, these are all trivial things, the most important thing is being able to save the country and the people, and the actual significance even exceeds that of guns and cannons.

It may be exaggerated, but if the Ming Dynasty had promoted the cultivation of high-yield crops such as sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn, the disasters caused by the Little Ice Age and the trend of history would definitely have changed.

Xu Guangqi saw the young emperor excitedly walking back and forth in front of the throne rubbing his hands, he couldn't help pursing the corners of his mouth slightly, a little funny.

Zhu Youxiao stopped in his tracks, his gaze was firm, "Next spring, um, we will first promote the planting of sweet potatoes in Ganshan, Henan, Shanxi, and Zhili. I have issued an order to order officials from all over the country to supervise the implementation and not be perfunctory. If the standard is not met, there will be severe punishment.”

"Your Majesty—" Xu Guangqi hurriedly stood up and said, "It seems inappropriate to issue a decree directly, it's better to submit it to the court for discussion."

Zhu Youxiao frowned, and didn't want to argue with Xu Guangqi about this. Instead, he asked, "Xu Aiqing, do you know about the potato crop? It also grows in the soil and is similar to sweet potatoes. It tastes good."

Xu Guangqi thought for a while, and replied uncertainly: "I remember that in the "Chang'an Guest Talk" written by Jiang Yikui, a Jinshi in the Wanli period, it seems that ground potatoes are mentioned. I wonder if it is the same thing as what His Majesty said?"

Ground potatoes?Potato?

Zhu Youxiao wasn't sure either. From the corner of his eye, he saw Liu Ruoyu's expression was different, and he seemed to have something to say, so he pointed, "Speak up if you have something to say, I won't blame you."

Liu Ruoyu hurriedly bowed and said: "I seem to have heard of potatoes, and they seem to be planted in Shanglin Garden. The emperor can order someone to come and identify and taste them."

Potatoes, also known as potatoes, were introduced to China in the late Ming Dynasty. Because of their special and rare varieties, only high-ranking officials and dignitaries could enjoy them, and ordinary people would never eat them.

In the Ming Dynasty, Shanglinyuan had a "caihu" who specialized in vegetable cultivation, and had certain technical advantages in screening and cultivating potatoes.

But after all, it is an institution serving the court. It neither planted potatoes on a large scale, nor could it introduce potato seeds and planting techniques to the people.

It wasn't until the end of Ming Dynasty and the beginning of Qing Dynasty that Shanglin Garden was abandoned due to the war, and those "vegetable households" lived among the people, and the potato planting technology gradually spread.

Hehe, it turns out that the potatoes are grown in our own garden, so it's so easy to look for.

Zhu Youxiao turned his gaze to Xu Guangqi, and said with a smile: "Shanglinyuan has been changed into a new crop testing ground, under the guidance and management of Xu Aiqing. In addition, Xu Aiqing does not need to go to Tianjin, and rests in Beijing with peace of mind, and writes down the strategy of making the country rich and the army safe. In terms of playing, there are also many talents you are optimistic about, and they are also recommended."

Seeing the young emperor's face, Xu Guangqi knew that things had turned around, and that his ideals and aspirations were likely to be realized, so he felt relieved and bowed out.

Seeing Xu Guangqi retreat, Zhu Youxiao was still excited, sitting on the throne with a smile on his face, looking forward to his thoughts.

The civil unrest in the late Ming Dynasty was everywhere, and in the final analysis it was a "food".

To put it more simply, who is full enough to risk his head to rebel?

If you have enough food and clothing, if someone persuades you to rebel, you will definitely slap your mouth on it.I'm sick, I'm full, you want to hurt me!

Even if they take a step back, instead of having enough food and clothing, they have a mouthful of sweet potato porridge to drink. It is estimated that there are not many people carrying rakes and hoes to fight with the officers and soldiers.

Sweet potatoes and potatoes are very drought-tolerant, and the yield is frighteningly high.Compared with the wheat mainly grown in the north at that time, it was more than several times higher.

However, foreign crops such as corn, sweet potatoes, and potatoes were all introduced into China at the end of the Ming Dynasty. Do you think they belong to the Ming Dynasty?
It's a pity that no one pays attention to it, and no one urges to promote planting. On the contrary, it makes the bran cheap, and creates a prosperous world of eating sweet potatoes, eating potatoes and drinking mushy porridge.

Sweet potatoes, sweet potatoes, potatoes.

Zhu Youxiao seemed to smell the tempting aroma of roasted sweet potatoes in his nose, and a silly smile appeared on his face.

"My lord, my lord——" Liu Ruoyu took over the list of official officials from the eunuch who had been sorted out from the young eunuch, looked at the status of the lord, and wondered whether he should interrupt his daydreaming.

Ah, ah!Zhu Youxiao woke up slowly, and wiped his mouth subconsciously, yeah, no haha!

"My lord, the list of officials from the Ministry of Officials has been sorted out, look—"

I've seen the one from the Ministry of War, but it's not interesting; since I brought it from the Ministry of Civil Affairs, let's just listen to it!

With the emperor's approval, Liu Ruoyu began to read out the list of officials from the Ministry of Officials in descending order.

Zhao Nanxing is nothing; I don't know who this is; I have no impression of that servant...
Zhu Youxiao was bored and disappointed, so he opened his mouth and yawned.

Seeing the state of the young emperor, Liu Ruoyu lost energy in reading, and his voice became a little lower.

"...Sun Chuanting, Ji Xun's doctor, and Zhang Chou, the principal inspector..."

"Wait, wait." The bored and sleepy young emperor suddenly sat up straight, his eyes widened, and he pointed at Liu Ruoyu, "Repeat what I just said, I didn't hear clearly."

"Yes." Liu Ruoyu agreed, and repeated: "Zhang Chouwei, the principal inspector."

"Not this one, the previous one, the one named Sun." The young emperor frowned.

Liu Ruoyu looked at it carefully, and read again: "Master Ji Xun, Sun Chuanting..."

"Sun Chuanting, it really is Sun Chuanting, I thought I was a servant, why did you go to the official department?" The young emperor raised his hand to stop Liu Ruoyu, muttering.

Liu Ruoyu didn't know why, so he saw the emperor taking out a small book, writing something with a pen in front of him, with a smile on his face.

"I want to see Sun Chuanting's resume, and send it as soon as possible." After Zhu Youxiao finished writing, he raised his head and ordered.

This trick works so well!

Zhu Youxiao was definitely going to laugh, and he laughed to his heart's content.

Even if you are a traveler, you know a lot of powerful people, but it is still very problematic to think of it all at once and send someone to look for it.

No one is a computer, who can remember the age and experience of those powerful people, and even remember the specific date of historical events.

(End of this chapter)