It's finally time to see the real thing!

In fact, Fang Jifan's heart was a little nervous, although this potato had gone through a round of breeding, but Fang Jifan knew that the potatoes in this era were obviously far from the later generations.

Fang Jifan personally rolled up his sleeves, and the captains were also fierce, sharpening their knives.

Zhang Xin's expression was solemn, and he personally ordered someone to dismantle the greenhouse, and an acre of potato fields bloomed in front of him.

Emperor Hongzhi looked at this green field, and his eyes were deep with depth.

Someone behind him whispered, seemingly suspicious of the potato field.

This...... Is it really a staple food?

At this time, someone had already moved a large scale, and there were thousands of scribes on one side who specially prepared records.

Everything was ready, Fang Jifan didn't plan to be an onlooker, so he personally squatted down and dug out the first potato plant from the ground.

This is a bunch of fruits bigger than eggs, and after gently planing it out, the captain on the side immediately took it from Fang Jifan's hand, held it in both hands, and slowly went to the other side.

The scribe began to weigh down: "Three catties and six taels!" ”

Then, a dozen lieutenants went down to the ground and began to dig bunches of potatoes on the ground, and the number of scribes was increasing, and even many who had not had time to be weighed were piled aside.

"Three Stone ......"

When the scribe reported to Sanshi, Emperor Hongji's pupils had already begun to contract.

Staple...... Three Stone ...... This means that its production has begun to surpass that of rice in the south.

Doesn't that mean...... With sweet potatoes and potatoes, can Daming solve the problem of food shortage once and for all?

And today's population, according to the statistics in the imperial court yellow book, is only 20 million households, if you add hidden households, at most 30 million households, and the population will not exceed 10,000.

Now, the pitiful yield per mu of rice and wheat alone is indeed stretched, and if the staple grain of Sanshi can be grown in the desert and Liaodong, how many people can be fed.

It's just obvious...... It's not over yet.

There are also many potatoes piled up on the side, and the potatoes in the field are also continuing to dig.

"Five stones!"

When reporting this number, Emperor Hongzhi and Liu Jian and others almost felt like they were going crazy, and their scalps were numb.

Five Stone ...... It's five stones......

This yield has more than doubled that of rice in the entire south, and such a yield per mu is already terrifying.

It's a staple food.

Emperor Hongzhi involuntarily stepped on the mud, stepped forward, and then walked behind Fang Jifan, and then bowed slightly, as if he wanted to see how Fang Jifan had gouged out these potatoes one by one.

I saw Fang Jifan gently dial out layers of floating soil with his hand, and then a fruit appeared, connected to the rhizome, followed by the second and third, and a large bunch of potatoes were gently pulled out by Fang Jifan.

Emperor Hongzhi felt that his mind was completely messed up.

His Majesty was dumbfounded, but Liu Jian and the others were no better, and when the scribe reported to the ten stones, the air was directly quiet all of a sudden.

What do the ten stones mean?

It means that under the existing land, Daming's grain production can be directly tripled.

Triple that.

The most important thing is that if Liaodong and the desert can also be planted, then how much food can be increased and how many people can be fed?

This is almost unimaginable, sweet potatoes are enough to make the Ming Dynasty no longer have famines, and potatoes can make everyone in the world full.

Liu Jian suppressed the excitement in his heart, and kept staring at the scales intently, for fear that someone would make a move.

However, the process of harvesting potatoes continues, and the mountain-like potatoes next to it are weighed one by one, and they are constantly dizzying.

"Fifteen stones!"

The Hanlin Bachelor had already covered his heart, feeling that his heart was beating too hard.

His mind was buzzing, and this ...... Is it a world of great governance? Oops...... Oh no, his face changed.

In the blink of an eye, he thought of something terrible.

You have to repair the book, you have to hurry up and return to the hometown, the Shen family is a big family, a first-class family in the township, there are thousands of acres of fertile land, this is the ancestral industry of the Shen family, it is the foundation.

Since the beginning of Chenghua, with the peace of the world, the population has become more and more numerous, and the price of land has been rising, and the price of grain land has more than tripled in just 20 years.

The gentry were in a hurry to annex the land.

Why?

Because it is foreseeable that the population will only grow in the future, and the land ...... After all, it is limited, and the food that grows in the ground is also extremely limited, whoever has land, who has food, it means that others are hungry, they don't have to be hungry, hungry people can be willing to give everything in order to eat food, because if you don't eat food, you have to die, if you want to live, you have to sell your sons and daughters, sell everything valuable in exchange for food.

In Daming, the annexation of land is a lucrative business.

The Shen family has a lot of land, a lot of it.

Just now......

The Hanlin student, listening to the scribe's repeated figures, felt his heart beat with horror, and a bold thought popped up in his mind...... So much land, you have to sell it.

When there is more and more food, people will not have to worry about starvation, and land prices will definitely plummet.

If there are any more homeless people who can't eat enough to go to Liaodong and go to the desert, there is land there, as long as they are willing to reclaim it, then ...... How can the price of this land rise?

He really had mixed feelings in his heart, and at this moment, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

The yield of fifteen stones per mu is a smashing of people's jobs, but it is a relief for people all over the world.

Morality and interests kept swaying in his mind, shaking his head dizzy, and a wry smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

"Twenty stones."

When this number came out of the scribe's mouth, Shen Wen's face was numb.

Is there a difference between fifteen and twenty stones?

There is a difference between eggs, even if the population of Daming doubles, it can be fed.

On the other side, Emperor Hongzhi stared at Fang Jifan collecting potatoes, he had forgotten the number of scribes, he only watched intently as Fang Jifan's hands flew in the ground, becoming more and more proficient.

Unstoppable, Emperor Hongzhi actually squatted down.

You can succeed in the domain.

I can too.

He learned from Fang Jifan's way of digging the soil, digging into the ground, planing and planing, but he was empty.

Fang Jifan looked sideways, and couldn't help but look at Emperor Hongzhi with a confused expression: "Your Majesty...... That one...... You dug in the wrong place, this is the ground, there ...... It is a ditch that diverts water. ”

"Oh." Emperor Hongzhi did not have any shame because of Fang Jifan's careful reminder, and in the direction that Fang Jifan pointed to, finally, he dug out a potato.

This heavy fruit fell into his own hands, and Emperor Hongzhi looked at this fruit strangely, even though the fruit was still covered with muddy water.

The lieutenant who took the potatoes to the scales did not dare to pick them up, his face was so frightened that he was at a loss, and he was lying in the ridges, looking at a loss.

It was Xiao Jing who suddenly understood something, he glanced at His Majesty meaningfully, and did not persuade him, His Majesty took it personally, can he still be idle?

Behind him, a little eunuch wanted to step forward to help planing potatoes, but Xiao Jing glared at him with a murderous gaze, and the little eunuch was so frightened that he didn't dare to come out, and hurriedly took three steps back.

This kind of sycophant is also something you can shoot, what kind of thing are you, and you are qualified?

Xiao Jing sneered in his heart, but then showed a modest smile again, squatted on the ground as well, and worked together with Emperor Hongzhi to make a bunch of potatoes.

"Twenty-five Stone ......"

When this number is reported.

Shen Wen, a bachelor of Hanlin, fell to the ground alive.

Completely fainted.

I'm so angry.

It's not necessarily that he is angry, it's just that this is too shocking, he has too many thoughts in his heart, he naturally knows that this is a great joy for the whole world, even if the Shen family loses some benefits, if it can be exchanged for a peaceful world, why not.

But in my heart, there is a little bit of pain, ancestral property, those are the ancestral land, if you don't sell it, you may sit back and watch the land price fall for a round, and finally become more and more worthless, but if you sell it, you ...... Wouldn't he be like Fang Jifan, and become a loser who sells his field?

So, when he heard the twenty-five stones, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell to the ground.

What's even more strange is that at this moment, this Hanlin bachelor fainted on the ground, and no one paid attention to him, not because Shen Wen's popularity was bad, but because of ...... Everyone's energy is not focused elsewhere.

"Thirty Stone ......"

Emperor Hongzhi, who was squatting on the ground, was already muddy and dirty, and dug out a few bunches of potatoes, his body was suddenly shocked, and his hand was still stretched out in the mud......

Emperor Hongji's eyes were a little red, not because he wanted to cry, but because he was so excited that he couldn't restrain himself.

Xiao Jing on the side happily followed His Majesty to shave potatoes, and when he saw His Majesty like this, he also stopped and looked at Emperor Hongzhi.

"Your Majesty...... This is a great gift from Heaven to Your Majesty......"

Xiao Jing lowered his voice and said to Emperor Hongzhi.

Emperor Hongzhi came to his senses at this time, and then glanced at Fang Jifan and them, and continued to planing silently.

When the number was thirty-three stones, everything was ...... It's all coming to an end.

Fang Jifan felt that his waist hurt a little, and at this time, he realized the feelings of Zhang Xin and Zhu Houzhao, farming...... It's really hard.

He trembled, and got up with the help of a lieutenant, gasping for air in his mouth.

Thirty-three stones, which can be said to have greatly exceeded his expectations.

Naturally, there is no lack of water in these thirty-three stones, for example, the potatoes were not washed when they were weighed, so there was a lot of mud on them.

For another example, many bad potatoes don't care about the scales.

The true amount, which can be called grain, is mostly only twenty-three or four stones.

But so what? Whether it is a general number or a precise number, this number has swept everything, far exceeding all the staple food in the eyes of the Ming monarchs and ministers.

Fang Jifan couldn't help but cheer in his heart, well done!

This sentence is talking about Fang Jifan himself.