No one can stop the Central Plains people's yearning for food.

Even toddlers in their belly pockets know to follow the adults and pick up fallen paddy when they are busy on the farm.

Food is something that this people have pursued for thousands of years.

No one can change that.

Xia Yuanji silently looked at His Royal Highness the Imperial Grandson, hoping to draw some conclusions from the other party's expression.

At this time, there was a team of brocade guards on the Fortune to protect the safety of the grandson.

If this Fan Worm Lion opens his mouth widely, or asks for a reward that the Ming cannot give.

Xia Yuanji was ready to overstep his authority and force Jinyiwei to kill all these people.

Zhu Yunxi smiled silently and watched the changes in the few people around him.

Came from afar to bring back countless goods from Daming, so that they could return to China in exchange for monstrous wealth.

Regardless of whether it's right or not, you must give it to Xia Yuanji who grabbed it first.

Zhu Yunxi said softly: "Yes or no, it has not been verified, and I don't know."

Fan Worm is a very shrewd Spanish businessman, and his own Spanish royal family is not ranked as a blood relative, so down-and-out that he needs to go to sea.

The royal family's blood ties allowed him to buy the most powerful warship in Spain today, sail all the way with goods and money, and all the money he brought out of him continued to expand.

The East, on the European continent, is a land of gold.

Luckily, this deal in Daming should allow him to re-enter the center of power in Spain.

And the young grandson of the emperor of the Ming Kingdom in front of him seems to be able to give himself more benefits.

After all, this is a crown prince who is deeply loved by His Majesty the Ming Emperor and has just returned triumphantly.

It's just a momentary thought.

Fan Worm followed the etiquette of the Ming people, bowed and clasped his hands, and his posture was extremely reverent: "Respected His Royal Highness, if you can dedicate this thing to Your Highness, it will be the greatest honor of the Fortune."

"Your conduct is so noble, the Ming will always remember it." Zhu Yunxi said in a calm tone: "The Fortune will be an important bridge between the Ming Dynasty and Spain. The Ming not only hopes to send a treasure fleet to escort the European envoys back to China, but also hopes to send officials from the Ministry of Rites to Spain to discuss with the Spanish lord about the exchanges between the two countries."

The Ming Dynasty, the most powerful ancient country in the Far East and with a land far wider than the whole of Europe, actually sent officials to Spain!

This is something that has never been done before!

This is far lower than having a lower tax rate in Daming, having an official position in Daming, and a greater benefit!

Because it was the first official he brought back to the Far Eastern countries to Europe and arrived in Spain.

If you really become the bridge between the Far East and the West......

Fan Worm lowered his head: "I am willing to spread the will of His Royal Highness the Imperial Crown Prince across the land of Europe. From Spain to Eastern Europe, from the Roman Empire to the Ottoman Empire, from France to Byzantium, the name of His Royal Highness the Emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty will be proclaimed."

Zhu Yunxi thought back to Genghis Khan's life, and then smiled.

"The Ming Society will give a batch of silk, porcelain, and furniture to the European envoys, and there will be some gifts, which I hope will be transferred to the Spanish lord by the European envoys."

"Your Noble and Merciful Royal Highness, your generosity has penetrated all of Spain."

….

A deal between East and West has finally come to an end.

Xia Yuanji, who was already ready to use the knife, took the four most burly brocade guards to carry the sweet potatoes at the stern of the Fortune to the dock with the entire oak barrel.

"I respectfully send your Royal Highness the Imperial Grandson, may Your Highness be heroically higher than the sun, and the country of the East will always be strong."

From a distant relative of the down-and-out Spanish royal family, to an official of the Ming Dynasty, Fan Worm, who was about to return to China with the Ming people, with full expectations for a rich and noble life in the future, sent Zhu Yunxi all the way from the Fortune to Longwan Wharf, and was not stopped by Zhu Yunxi until the Waijinchuan Gate.

After entering the city, Xia Yuanji's eyes were not released

Walked on the sweet potato vine on the carriage.

Zhu Yunxi glanced at the other party lightly.

Then he coughed lightly.

Xia Yuanji hurriedly came back to his senses, bowed down and pleaded: "The minister is arrogant today, and I ask His Royal Highness to condescend to the nobles, and go out of the palace to see foreign merchants, which is for the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Yunxi nodded calmly.

If you follow the normal process and rules, today should be Xia Yuanji first invite the East Palace and ask when he is free, he can meet Fan Worm, a Spanish businessman.

Then, he will give a time, and Xia Yuanji will bring people into the palace.

In terms of the identity and status of Fan Worm, it is natural that he will not be able to enter the East Palace, and the room in front of the Wenhua Hall in the east of the Fengtian Hall is suitable.

Instead of being like today, Xia Yuanji, as a courtier, invited the imperial grandson out of the palace, and Zhu Yunxi went directly out of the palace to meet a foreign businessman.

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Zhu Yunxi turned his head to look at Xia Yuanji and smiled.

Eat well, eat well, grow well.

Xia Yuanji's eyes kept flickering, if Da Ming could really do these three things, he would probably be alone in the future.

This will probably become his lifelong dream of becoming an official.

Xia Yuanji said secretly, and then looked at Zhu Yunxi: "Your Highness, this time it is inevitable that the Merchant will definitely send the treasure fleet and officials of the Ministry of Rites to the Buddha...... Spain?"

Zhu Yunxi smiled: "Knowing oneself and knowing the other, the ship of the Ming Dynasty is bigger, and the soldiers are more powerful. The Ministry of Rites will send officials, but there will also be people from the Jinyi Guard."

Hearing this, Xia Yuanji raised his eyebrows.

The treasure fleet took the officials of the Ministry of Rites to Spain, which was the proper meaning of the exchanges between the two countries. The Ministry of Rites did the same thing, but this time it was farther away.

can send the brocade guards to accompany them, and the matter is not as simple as establishing contacts with Spain on the surface.

Taisun has always been wary of the Yi people, and he has a deep mustard for the Yi people.

Strictly prevent the Yi people from obtaining writing and knowledge from the Central Plains.

Now that the Jinyi Guard is sent to Spain, it is naturally impossible for this gang of killers to negotiate and establish contacts with the Spanish lord, and it is impossible to kill people in Spain.

So what else can these people do when they go to Spain.

Spy on the terrain, forces, and national conditions......

Natsuhara thought of a lot of things in an instant.

Then, he looked ambiguously at the imperial grandson who was walking in front.

The emperor's grandson's plan is very big!

It's just thousands of miles away, does Da Ming really have a chance to arrive in the land of Europa like a conquest of Jiaozhi?

With the birth of this idea, Xia Yuanji has involuntarily deduced countless possibilities.

A Ming Dynasty with a vast territory far beyond the peak of the former Yuan Dynasty?

Xia Yuanji felt that his internal organs were trembling.

It's just that when such a Ming Dynasty appears, how should the people of Tiannan, the south and the north be connected?

….

And then there is a series of questions.

Unconsciously, Xia Yuanji only felt that his whole head was boiling, and it was difficult to suppress it.

The back of his head twitched for a while, making Xia Yuanji's brows furrow.

At this time, Zhu Yunxi, who had been walking in front, suddenly stopped and turned to look at Xia Yuanji, who was twitching his brain.

What's wrong with this guy?

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Zhu Yunxi asked with a smile, "Brother Wei Zhe can do farm work?"

"Huh? Huh?" Xia Yuanji was still full of thoughts about the Ming Dynasty's conquest of Europa at this time, and when he heard this, he was at a loss, and only after half a sound did he blush: "The minister studied when he was young, and he once did farm work in the fields."

Zhu Yunxi smiled and clapped his hands: "Since this is the case, let's rest assured."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Yunxi turned around and stepped into a mansion door.

Natsuhara looked up.

Supervisor of Shanglin Garden.

It has already gone from the riverside wharf in the west of the city to the foot of the Shenlie Mountain in the east of the city.

Xia Yuan Yoshiqiang endured the deduction and doubts in his heart, and entered the yamen of the Shanglin Yuan Supervisor with the oak barrel containing the sweet potato vine carried by the Jinyi Guard.

"Your Majesty greets you."

On the shore of the former lake inside the Shanglin Yuan Prison, Yuan Sutai is now completely free from official robes, and even the officials of the Shanglin Yuan Prison are wearing peasant clothes all day long.

Xia Yuanji followed behind Zhu Yunxi, looking at the group of Shanglin Yuan prison officials in front of him with puzzled and curious eyes, who were now in the same five temples.

It is very different from other officials in the court.

This was Natsuharaji's first impression.

And Zhu Yunxi had already smiled and said, "I got a few new seeds from Yishang today, and I want Yuan Jian Zheng and Shanglin Yuan Supervisor to hurry up and cultivate them this year."

Yuan Sutai nodded respectfully and respectfully, like an old farmer: "The ministers will definitely do their best to cultivate new seeds."

All the lifts of Meng

Head: "But the new species that Your Highness offered a bounty a few days ago?"

Zhu Yunxi nodded and beckoned: "This is a chili pepper, the seeds are all raw, although it is a little late to plant and cultivate seedlings at this time, it is not too late. Gu has seen it, there are about three kinds, and the Shanglin Yuan Supervisor has to plant them separately."

Then, Zhu Yunxi pointed to the oak barrel that was carried over.

"This thing is a sweet potato, a thing that can satisfy the stomachs of my people. It should not be planted in a waterlogged place, nor should it be planted in clay soil, but should be planted in soft and sandy soil with little water, and planted with leafy seedling cuttings, diluted and nourished by agricultural fertilizer."

Yuan Sutai listened to Zhu Yunxi's introduction, and her eyes shone brightly.

He repeatedly greeted the officials behind him: "Take the seeds of the peppers, plant them in the newly reclaimed vegetable field by the front lake, send someone to take care of them, prevent insects, record the growth every day, focus on breeding this season, and cultivate again next season to distinguish the difference between planting."

Several officials immediately took the old farmer from the forest garden supervisor to take the bag of chili peppers away.

Zhu Yunxi did not pretend to stop him.

Since the beginning of the twenty-fifth year of Hongwu, Shanglin Yuanjian has had a long-term development in cultivating crops, and now Shanglin Yuanjian has begun to try to hybridize, and it is not difficult to simply cultivate chili peppers.

In the end, Yuan Sutai put all his energy and attention on the oak barrel in front of him.

Something that fills your stomach.

Cuttings are planted.

The soil is soft.

….

Every word Taisun said was engraved in his mind.

In an instant, Yuan Sutai arched his hand and said, "Between the lake and Lake Biwa, there is a piece of land with soft and dry soil, sandy land, and the surrounding mountains and forests have just been cut down this year, and the sunlight is enough, so it is enough to plant sweet potatoes by cuttings."

As soon as Zhu Yunxi heard that there was such a place in the prison of Shanglin Yuan, where was he willing to wait.

Who knows how long this bucket of sweet potato vines can be produced now, according to Fan Worm, there were originally several other buckets of branches and leaves that had withered and the sweet potatoes rotted.

He didn't dare to delay any longer.

Immediately, a group of people went to the sandy land with little water between Lake Qianhu and Lake Biwa.

"First of all, you need to ridge the ground, make a drainage ditch, and then you can take cuttings."

Looking at the land that had been reclaimed, Zhu Yunxi commanded directly.

Sweet potatoes are so easy to grow.

Even as long as there is a piece of dry land, prepare it a little, and then cut the branches and leaves into the soil, and fill it with diluted agricultural fertilizer, and there is almost no need to take care of it later.

Yuan Sutai nodded, and with a wave of his big hand, which was already covered with dirt, a group of Shanglin Yuan prison officials wearing peasant clothes and a group of old farmers entered the field and began to ridge.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yuan Sutai went to the oak barrel again, stretched out his hand to pinch down a branch and leaf, and looked at Zhu Yunxi: "Your Highness, just cut *** in the ground like this?" Can this thing really satisfy the people of the Ming Dynasty?"

Xia Yuanji, who was on the side, felt something, and took two steps forward, wanting to observe this Shanglin Yuan supervisor who had already reached the third rank more closely.

Zhu Yunxi also walked to the oak barrel and beckoned Yuan Sutai and Xia Yuanji to come over to the red potato vine.

Several officials from the Lin Yuan Prison immediately stepped forward and stood aside with a bamboo basket, so that they could put the sweet potato vines in the bamboo basket after the grandson and the supervisor had divided them.

Zhu Yunxi said while dividing, "Sweet potatoes are the easiest crops to grow, and they don't require soil labor. And not all the land in the Ming Dynasty is good paddy fields, and there are countless dry lands. In the past, rice and wheat were not enough to produce crops, but now sweet potatoes can make up for the barren yield of dry land, and the yield is far higher than that of rice!"

"Your Highness, dare to ask how much this sweet potato can yield per mu?"

Yuan Sutai stopped what he was doing and looked at the imperial grandson in front of him sincerely.

Zhu Yunxi was stunned.

The weight of the Ming system was quickly converted in his head.

Once about one hundred and twenty pounds.

What is the yield per acre of sweet potatoes?

Two thousand to three thousand kilograms.

That's it

It is forty or fifty stone per mu.

It's just that......

"It is estimated that the yield is no less than 20 stones!"

Zhu Yunxi finally gave an extremely well-received yield figure.

After all, the sweet potatoes at this time obviously could not be compared with the later generations, and the high-yield sweet potatoes in the later generations were cultivated and improved.

However.

Twenty stone of familiarity as soon as he spoke.

The whole situation was in an uproar, and then fell into a deep silence.

Xia Yuanji grew his mouth, he clearly remembered that when he was in the palace, His Royal Highness Taisun said that it was a yield of ten stones, and at that time, he and the others were already extremely unconvinced, and even Yan Shizi refuted angrily.

Now His Royal Highness Taisun actually said that this sweet potato can reach a yield of 20 stones per mu!

Twenty stones!

Bang.

Yuan Sutai, the supervisor of Shanglin Yuan, who had been classified as a third grade, completely lost his mind, and the whole person fell to the ground with a bang.

On the side, the officials surrounding the three people were also shocked, as if they had heard a book from heaven.

"Twenty stones!"

"Twenty stones per mu......

"The most productive field in my Ming Dynasty today has a yield of only three or four stones per mu......

"Woo woo woo ......"

"If so...... Woowoo...... If you can produce 20 stones......

"I'm so bright that I'll never give more!"

In an instant, Yuan Sutai, the dignified supervisor of Lin Yuan, who was from the third grade, was already crying.

Choked and cried, he kept sobbing and saying, "Twenty stones...... Twenty stone ...... Even if there are only ten stones, I will never be given! You will always be orthodox in the Central Plains!"

As Yuan Sutai howled, he began to cry.

The entire sweet potato field, from the officials of the Shanglin Yuan Supervisor to the farmers hired for the Shanglin Yuan Supervisor, also cried one after another.

For a while, at the foot of this Shenlie Mountain, the crying continued.

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