Remove the two largest sweet potatoes, and the remaining three sweet potatoes, each of which is no more than a pound at most.

At the scene, there were dozens of people who came into the yamen of various ministries and departments of the imperial court.

It's not enough to plug your teeth!

Zhu Yunxi has already given a clear statement.

Today, the royal family doesn't care, so you should go back to your own home and find your own mother.

However, this sweet potato has the reputation of producing 20 stone per mu.

Now I can take the opportunity to taste the taste of sweet potatoes first, and no one wants to miss this opportunity to be the third person in the Ming Dynasty to taste sweet potatoes in addition to His Majesty the Emperor, His Royal Highness the Prince, and His Royal Highness the Grandson.

Looking back in the history books, I can't say that I have to make a note.

In the twenty-seventh year of Hongwu, the emperor and the East Palace, the grandson, and the courtiers tasted sweet potatoes for the first time.

This is something that wants to go down in history with the emperor.

So, without any discussion, everyone present tacitly turned their heads and looked at the sky and the air.

"Ah! Yuan Jianzheng!"

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm still bothering you, take us around this sweet potato field."

"Yes, yes, I'm tired of Yuan correcting."

"Look at this sweet potato, how festive and watery it is!"

"At first glance, it's a good seedling."

"Turn around and obediently grow a sweet potato of ten catties and eight catties!"

Yuen Sutai: "......"

"Hey, isn't there a cotton field over there?"

"Although we work in the military department, and our cotton armor has been sent to Beiping countless times in the past two years, we haven't seen how cotton grows."

"It's rice over there. How many brothers are going to take a look?"

"Let's go, let's go!"

"I don't know how the fish of Lake Maehu and Lake Biwa are."

"I think there are fishing rods and hooks here from Yuan Jianzheng, we have won His Majesty's reward today, but we can also rest for a long time and go back to the lake."

Yuen Sutai: "......"

"A bunch of old stuff!"

Under the pergola next to the sweet potato field, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but scold these officials who were reluctant to leave in front of him and were unwilling to leave, and were still looking for excuses to pick on their sons and skip work.

Then, the old man looked at the eldest grandson who was blinking and staring at the shameless officials: "This ...... You kid provoked ......."

The old man couldn't say the rest of the words.

Zhu Yunxi nodded in disgust: "The matter caused by the grandson, the grandson has done the whole thing."

Zhu Biao kicked on the side.

The crown prince's legs and feet are really getting more and more stable now!

"Don't do it yet!"

Zhu Yunxi pursed his lips and immediately beckoned: "Sun Cheng, go to the yamen of Shanglin Yuan in front to get some rice, as well as pots and pans of firewood."

Sun Cheng, who was far away, immediately received the order and led people to the yamen.

Zhu Yunxi shouted again, "Wei Zhe, come and help!"

After the order, Zhu Yunxi put away the two largest sweet potatoes, which were kept as spare seeds, just in case, but they should never be eaten in their stomachs.

The remaining three.

Zhu Yunxi also thought of a good approach.

Baked sweet potatoes!

This is the best way for the old man to taste the taste of sweet potatoes.

The largest of the three was kept for the old man to roast and eat. ….

The remaining two......

Cut into pieces the size of a fingernail and mix it with rice to cook a pot of porridge, it was enough to deal with the cheeky courtiers.

Sun Cheng quickly rushed back with people, carrying pots and pans, and did not forget to bring two buckets of water and send them over.

"Cut fine, deal with those people, and give them a good time."

Tying the apron around Xia Yuanji's waist, Zhu Yunxi looked at the courtiers who went to see the sweet potato fields, cotton, rice, and fishing by the lake, and muttered twice in a low voice.

Xia Yuanji also snorted twice, washed the two pieces of sweet potatoes, and began to cut them.

Zhu Yunxi glanced at the sweet potatoes that had not been peeled under Xia Yuanji's hands, turning into pieces the size of a little thumb, smiled happily, did not speak, and turned to the side.

Put charcoal and firewood in the middle, light a fire and wait for the flame to go out, and the firewood will turn into a red charcoal fire, and you can throw the sweet potatoes into it and bury them.

When everybody is busy.

Under the pergola, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao sat directly on the ground.

Looking at his eldest grandson, who was busy lighting the fire in front of him, Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and whispered, "Biao'er."

Zhu Biao, who was sitting next to the old man, trembled slightly.

With a complicated look in his eyes, Zhu Biao turned his head to look at the old man: "Father?"

Zhu Yuanzhang pointed to Zhu Yunxi, who had just choked on a puff of black smoke, and said in a low voice, "You say, can there really be anything in this world that yields twenty stones per mu?"

Zhu Biao breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.

Then he said with a smile on his face: "One plant weighs one hundred and thirty taels, and even if you don't adapt to the water and soil, there should be more than ten stones."

Maybe the route of his daily dida can be put on the side of the Shanglin Yuan Supervisor.

Zhu Biao looked at the ridge full of sweet potato vines in front of him, and thought silently in his heart.

In the end, I didn't forget to look at the old man beside me.

I saw that Zhu Yuanzhang's face was solemn at the moment, with a strong sense of amazement.

After a soft sigh.

Zhu Yuanzhang muttered in a low voice: "It's a lot, one acre of land can have a harvest of ten or twenty stones."

Zhu Biao echoed in a low voice: "Yes, the people can finally really eat their stomachs."

Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head, then widened his eyes and roared: "Why didn't there be such things in the world at the beginning, why didn't there be sweet potatoes in the first place!"

I can't take it.

Zhu Biao silently closed his mouth, and his expression became a little dark.

It is not easy for the Ming Dynasty to create a country, this is a well-known thing in the world.

Zhu Yuanzhang was immersed in grief, and it gradually eased up after a long time, and then his eyes gradually sharpened: "Now, there are sweet potatoes. We don't want twenty stones, as long as we can have ten stones, we will never let one person starve to death in Daming again!"

"!"

"Xia Weizhe, hurry up and come over and help!"

"Why did this Martian run away from us today!"

In front, a burst of smoke rose, the burning flame was extinguished, and a ball of sparks rose, and Zhu Yunxi's whole face was black, red, and black.

Zhu Yunxi was busy getting up, patting the sparks on his body, and did not forget to greet Xia Yuanji, who had already put the cut sweet potatoes in the pot and waited for the rice to be boiled into porridge. ….

It's a mess.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at his stupid grandson in a daze, and suddenly laughed out loud with tears in his eyes.

"This bastard! Run down the wind and do it!"

Zhu Biao also accompanied him and chuckled: "You also said that he was calm when he came back from Jiaozhi Road, isn't this still a hairy appearance."

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes froze: "Go back and set the wedding date for this bastard boy soon!"

Zhu Biao naturally echoed with a smile.

The old man wants to hug the emperor and grandson, but why doesn't he want to hug the grandson.

Zhu Yuanzhang had already stood up at this time, and waved at Zhu Yunxi, who was jumping around the fire, and shouted, "Stinky boy, get here!"

"Huh? Huh?" Zhu Yunxi, who was still spitting ashes out of his mouth, turned around with his feet and saw the old man staring at him, so he immediately showed his snow-white teeth with a black face: "Grandson is coming."

Bang bang bang.

Zhu Yuanzhang stood under the pergola, stretched out his hand with a smile on his face and patted the dust on Zhu Yunxi's body, while not forgetting to reproach: "Stinky boy, I don't know how to stand upstream, and find ashes to eat by myself."

Zhu Yunxi stretched out his hand to wipe his anxious face that was provoked, and said depressedly, "Grandson has found the wind

But who knows what's going on today, there's no upper hand!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a moment, looked at the dust swirling not far away, and finally laughed, laughing extremely proudly.

"It's time for you to be teased by Mars."

Zhu Yunxi pouted: "Turn around, the hair on my grandson's face will be brushed out."

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted, waved his hand and slapped Zhu Yunxi's shoulder heavily, pressing him to the ground under the pergola.

"The little girl of the family has to open her face and clean her face before she gets married, let's see, your kid will treat it as God who will open your face and clean your face today."

Zhu Yuanzhang also sat down teasingly, and then sighed at Zhu Yunxi: "You have a great merit for the sweet potato matter, just wait for the harvest day now, when the time comes, what do you want grandpa to reward you?"

Zhu Yunxi rolled his eyes and couldn't help but look at his father on the side.

He is now the grandson of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, if nothing else, the Ming Dynasty will be his own sooner or later.

Reward?

Just when he was still thinking about it, Zhu Yuanzhang already snorted coldly: "Look at your old man, mention what the stinky boy wants."

Zhu Yunxi immediately smiled and said in a low voice, "Grandson does have something, and I was thinking about whether I could get my grandfather's consent."

Seeing that the eldest grandson said so cautiously, Zhu Yuanzhang immediately became interested.

It doesn't matter what the requirements are.

If you want to marry seventy or eighty girls in one go, it's not impossible!

Even if you want to sit on the dragon chair, as long as you give birth to the emperor's great-grandson, it's okay!

"Sun Er wants to send a treasure fleet, as well as people from the Jinyi Guard and the Ministry of Rites, to follow the Yi merchant named Fan Worm of the Franc Machine and go to Europa."

Zhu Yunxi whispered what he was thinking about.

This matter was originally decided in front of Fan Worm today, and Da Ming must definitely take a trip to the territory of the white-skinned pig at this time to find out the specific situation on the other side first.

The records in the history books of later generations are too unbelievable. ….

The history book written by the white pig who can make history out of thin air is completely unbelievable.

However, after all, this matter is to use the treasure fleet, and it also involves the Jinyi Guard and the Ministry of Rites. Even if he is the grandson of the Emperor of the Prison Kingdom, it is impossible to completely make a decision on such a major matter.

This is the authority that belongs to the emperor.

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a moment, and looked left and right at the eldest grandson standing in front of him.

This stinky boy will be young next year.

Why don't you want to be a little girl?

It's just that I want to send the treasure fleet, the brocade guard, and the people of the Ministry of Rites to Europa.

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly frowned and groaned.

After a long time, the emperor finally spoke in a deep voice.

"Kou can come, I can go too!"

A smile appeared on Zhu Yuanzhang's face, and he looked at the second and third generations of the heirs of the empire: "Yiren merchants can control the owners of hundreds of sea ships to come to the Ming Dynasty, and my Ming Dynasty has a treasure ship of five thousand materials, a powerful soldier who pulls out the mountains, and a Fufeng cangyu. I shouldn't let the Yi people enter my Ming Dynasty, but I can't touch the land of the Yi people."

Zhu Yunxi's face was overjoyed: "Grandpa agreed?"

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and patted Zhu Yunxi's shoulder: "What do you say about the North Mountain of the Book of Poetry?"

Zhu Yunxi's expression was shocked.

In the expectation of the old man and the encouragement of the father.

Zhu Yunxi said in a deep voice: "Under the Putian, it is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister."

Zhu Yuanzhang asked again, "What is the world?"

At this time, Zhu Yunxi could already cut the railway directly without thinking: "The place where the Ming Dynasty can see, the place where the soldiers tread, and the domain where the royal road passes, are all the world!"

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded with satisfaction, his face showing relief.

Then he grasped the fist with his hand and smashed it heavily on Zhu Yunxi's chest.

"You can do it."

Zhu Yunxi nodded heavily.

When he grew old

The master here gets under the sky, all of them are the world, and they are all after the will of the king's land.

Da Ming finally embarked on a different path.

It's just that.

A discordant voice broke the theory of the society under the pergola next to the sweet potato field.

I saw in the distance, from the direction of Lake Biwa, Ren Hengtai, who had been sitting firmly in the seat of the Ministry of Rites for two years, holding a fishing rod in one hand and seven or eight big fish with thatch in the other, running towards the pergola with joy on his face.

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's work, silently surrounded.

Zhu Yuanzhang could obviously hear the sound of his courtiers swallowing saliva one by one, but he still smiled and took a piece of sweet potato from his eldest grandson.

"Grandpa, the skin still has to be peeled off."

Zhu Yunxi reminded him, and said, "You have to blow it, be careful of burning your mouth."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded again and again.

The roasted sweet potatoes with a rich sweet potato aroma have already made him feel relished.

Zhu Biao on the side also had a great appetite, but he still deducted a small piece of the sweet potato he had shared, and sent the rest to Zhan Hui, the secretary of the ministry.

"Incense!"

"Sweet and soft!"

"It's a good food!"

Between breaths, Zhu Yuanzhang, who had already tasted a bite of sweet potatoes, immediately praised loudly with his eyes shining.

Zhu Biao also echoed on the side.

At most, the courtiers who could only get a quick roasted sweet potato per person, after tasting it, also had their eyes shining, staring at the sweet potato field around them, hoping that they could now open the ridges of the ground and raise endless sweet potatoes.

On the other end, Xia Yuanji swallowed his saliva while lifting the lid of the pot where the sweet potato porridge was boiling.

The fragrance of roasted sweet potatoes spreads out in an instant.

At this time, there was no need for anyone to speak, and these high-ranking and powerful adults outside were waiting to eat sweet potato porridge one by one with bowls.

Yuan Sutai, the supervisor of Shanglin Yuan, watched these people messing around with a resentful face, stomped his feet indignantly, and finally could only helplessly greet the officials in the yamen and take over the unfinished work of these old men.

This meal, from the emperor to the ministers, everyone ate from noon to noon.

In the end, the whole sweet potato field can be described as a mess.

The place to enjoy the shade under the pergola naturally belongs to His Majesty the Emperor.

The scholars of the ministry can only rest on the ridge next to the pergola.

Everyone was making a sound of satisfaction after a full meal.

At this time, it has nothing to do with state affairs and has nothing to do with Fengyue.

It's just a simple way to eat your stomach.

Burst~

Puff puff ~ puff puff ~

Suddenly.

A discordant sound came from the pergola, long, long.

The ministers who were resting on the ridge all changed their faces.

Then I saw the prince and grandson walking out of the pergola with black faces.

Shredded pork and rice noodles