"Then I ask you, now that the war in Liangzhou is urgent, I need a lot of food, and now most of the food is in the hands of the five surnamed families, how do you teach me?"

Li Zhengchang sighed and said, "Today's wind is very noisy. ”

Again!

Is it tolerable or unbearable, Li Shimin really wants to pull out a knife and chop this bastard kid now.

I've seen shameless, but I've never seen such a brazen one.

Li Shimin took out a piece of silver cake prepared in advance and asked, "What should it be?" ”

Indifferently accepting the silver cake, Li Zheng said: "How much food is needed for the war in Liangzhou." ”

"Five hundred stones!"

Li Zheng sighed: "It's really a bucket of rice that is difficult for heroes, Your Majesty is in a hurry now, right?" ”

Can you not be in a hurry?

Everyone has reached the doorstep, as long as there is food that can last for a month.

Waiting for the grain harvest in the Central Plains, he took the grain and the army of soldiers and horses to fight all over the grain to find teeth.

A bucket of rice is difficult to defeat a hero, and Li Shimin is now a clever woman who is difficult to cook without rice.

It's easy to say anything if you have food, but you can't send out soldiers and horses without food.

Li Shimin said to Li Zheng: "If you have 500 stone of grain in your hand now, I will buy it from you now." ”

"Ahem......"

Li Zheng cleared his throat and said, "Your Majesty doesn't seem to believe that I have five hundred stone of grain. ”

Li Shimin was clear about the situation in Jingyang County, and it was not necessarily possible for Li Zheng to grow 500 stone of grain by relying on these wastelands.

What is the concept of 500 stones, an ordinary county can have 200 stones of grain, it is already a bumper harvest, even if the harvest of all the fields in the entire Jingyang is not 500 stones.

Not to mention Li Zheng's wasteland, even if it is wasteland, it is impossible to have a higher harvest than those fertile fields.

Li Shimin stared at Li Zheng and said, "Can you take out five hundred stone of grain?" ”

Li Zheng grinned: "What if I can take it out?" ”

Li Shimin said: "What if I can't take it out? ”

"I will take out 500 stone of grain, you will not be able to let me enter the court as an official in the future, and then give me the entire Jingyang County, including the three miles around Jingyang County."

"If you can't get five hundred stone of grain, you will enter the court as an official, and not only that, but you will also do your best for my state affairs and help me settle the five surnames!"

"Deal!"

"Yes."

Li Zheng looked at Li Tai, who was not far away, and greeted, "Fatty! Tell your father how much grain we have in Jingyang County now. ”

Li Tai thought for a while and said, "About eight hundred stones." ”

800 stone ......

Eight hundred stones! Fang Xuanling grabbed Li Tai and said, "What His Royal Highness King Wei said is true. ”

Li Tai said: "I haven't weighed it carefully, but it's only a lot more." ”

Li Shimin looked at Li Tai and said, "Qingque is not a child's play, you tell me the truth!" ”

Li Tai hesitated and said, "Maybe it's not more than eight hundred stones, maybe nine hundred stones!" ”

Nine hundred stones?!

Fang Xuanling's expression became more and more flustered, and he whispered to Li Tai: "His Royal Highness King Wei, this matter is not a child's play." ”

Li Shimin shouted again: "Tell me honestly!" ”

Li Tai looked terrified, "There should be more than a thousand stones." ”

The more you talk about it, the more you talk about it!

In this little land of Jingyang, there can be more than 1,000 stone of grain, hell it can't be.

Li Shimin shouted again: "Qingque, do you know what you are talking about? ”

Li Tai broke out in a cold sweat, "Father, what the son said this time is absolutely true, it is indeed more than a thousand stones." ”

Li Shimin looked at Li Zheng, and Li Tai didn't seem to be talking nonsense.

Fang Xuanling asked anxiously, "Where did Jingyang get so much grain?" ”

Li Tai explained in a panic: "The yield of potatoes per mu alone can reach forty stones. ”

"Forty stone of grain per mu? Is there such food? ”

Li Tai looked at Li Zheng and said: "Li Zheng said that among the potato varieties, there are indeed so many grains in corn and sweet potatoes now. ”

"Even if the people of Jingyang County don't work for a year after that, they won't be able to eat all this grain for a year."

Li Shimin looked at Li Zheng, "Do you really have forty grains per mu?" ”

Li Zheng smiled and said, "What? Now you are not allowed to rely on the account, the entire Jingyang is all three miles around Jingyang. ”

Fang Xuanling thought about Li Zheng's request, there are about more than 2,000 acres of land in the entire Jingyang, and if you add the surrounding three miles, it is estimated that there are 3,000 acres.

In this way, Li Zheng owns more land than a county.

Li Shimin said with a gloomy face: "You have no jokes, so naturally you won't rely on your accounts." ”

Bringing a few people to the granary, Li Zheng opened the doors of the granary and said, "My grain is here." ”

Eight granaries have been built here, and it seems that there are still ones being built in the distance.

Picking up the potatoes, Li Shimin said: "This is a potato? Can you produce 40 stone per mu? ”

Li Zheng nodded, "The yield per mu is four or five thousand catties, in your words, it is about forty or fifty stones." ”

Fang Xuanling looked at it in a daze, and the whole person was in a state of flux.

Even walking is a little unsteady.

Four or five thousand pounds? Forty stones per mu?

Datang millet yields 300 catties per mu, which is not bad for four or five stones.

Potatoes rise directly to tenfold.

What does this mean?

Datang's grain production has directly increased tenfold, and agriculture can almost be reborn.

Li Zheng continued: "Four or five thousand catties can only be said to be normal, if the land is a little better, it can reach six thousand catties." ”

Li Junxian looked at the several stuffed granaries, each of which could store six or seven hundred stones of grain.

The Datang people are not too particular about growing grain, and things like millet are good to grow along the river beach, and the yield is not high.

If the weather changes, a drought may result in no harvest or a significant reduction in harvest.

If it is said that the people take food as the sky, they still have to eat according to God's face.

God is not happy, too many people have to go without food.

Li Zheng said: "Actually, I'm also very worried, so much grain is stuffed here and can't be eaten, maybe it will be used to raise pigs." ”

Li Junxian asked, "You want to use these to raise pigs?" ”

Li Zheng scratched his head, "I can't finish eating." ”

The yield of potatoes is indeed very high, and if you put it in the future life, you can buy two or three catties for one dollar. There are also a lot of them used as feed to barely digest the excess production.

This Lee has never starved, has he?

Li Junxian asked, "Is this potato unpalatable?" ”

Li Tai said: "It's not unpalatable, the stewed pork is delicious." ”

Li Shimin glared at Li Tai.

Li Tai had no choice but to shut up.

Li Shimin's eyes were fixed on the potatoes, and his eyes were almost red.

Forty stone of grain per mu.

If these grains can be widely grown in Datang, how many people in Datang will not go hungry.

With enough food, the population problem of Datang can be solved.

The lives of ordinary people can also be much better.

Li Shimin knew very well in his heart that all dynasties and dynasties attached great importance to grain.

Even if it is old grain, it will not be easily thrown away, as long as it can still be eaten, it will be kept.