"Sixty stones!"

"Sixty-one stones!"

The recorded numbers are still rising.

Baiguan stared at the sweet potato, his eyes were red, and he felt that he couldn't breathe.

The land in Qianguo is barren, and generally speaking, one acre of land can only produce four to five stones of rice.

And now the acre of sweet potatoes has not yet been weighed, and it has reached an astonishing sixty stones!

They couldn't imagine how much that number would reach after the weighing!

Although I ate too many sweet potatoes, my stomach was uncomfortable and I had a lot of farts.

But that's food after all!

The taste is sweet and the feeling of satiety is strong!

If you eat it, you won't have diarrhea, and you won't die of bloating......

Not all of the officials are from the family, and some are from the poor family.

These poor officials have a far better experience of hunger than others.

They were literally hungry.

Know what it's like to be hungry.

At first, there was a burning fire in the stomach, and then it gradually spread all over the body.

And then it was like the bitter waters of a river, constantly churning.

That's torture!

Long and endless torture!

At this time, in order to make yourself more comfortable.

They will stuff leaves, bark, dirt, and even stones into their stomachs!

But it was in vain, and more torment ensued.

Then it's a matter of stuffing more dirt and more stones......

Among the hundreds of officials present.

There is a royal history who once watched his sister die because she ate too much soil.

That scene was engraved in his mind and he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

At this moment.

He looked at the sweet potato in front of him, and only felt that his mind was blank.

What sage books, what things in the world, what posthumous names, all forgot.

Some are just sweet potatoes.

It's a lifesaver!

It can save the world!

"Seventy stones!"

"Seventy-one stones!"

“......”

"Eighty stones!"

The last sweet potato was weighed, and the recorded number stayed at eighty stones.

The whole field was silent.

A refreshing cool breeze blew, rustling the yellow leaves.

Suddenly.

Someone began to cry.

Kneeling on the ground, head to ground, the voice of pathos, spread throughout the whole field!

The Hanmen Yushi, who had witnessed his relatives and friends starving to death one by one, only felt that the emotions that had been suppressed in his heart for decades suddenly exploded.

At this moment, he didn't want to do anything, he didn't want to care about anything, he just wanted to cry, crying until his voice was hoarse, and he cried until his tears ran out.

When the surrounding colleagues saw this scene, they wanted to step forward and pull him, but after hesitating for a while, they still stopped in place.

Fang Xiu stood in the middle of the hundred officials, looking at him and not speaking.

Wu Mingkong stood beside Fang Xiu, witnessing this scene, his original excitement was also diluted a little.

She is the eldest princess and has been favored by the first emperor since she was a child.

Sixteen years of life can be summed up not just by fine clothes and food.

What does it feel like to be hungry......

Naturally, she didn't understand it.

But she is not the Qianhui Emperor who doesn't eat minced meat.

She also knows the sufferings of the people.

But for some reason, when she saw the howling and crying Yushi, she was inexplicably flustered and weak.

Subconsciously want a shoulder snuggle, even if it's just for a while.

But she is the emperor and the Son of Heaven, who in this world can afford to support her?

Wu Mingkong thought so, sighed in his heart, and then subconsciously pasted it to Fang Xiu's side.

Good for a while.

The cry of the imperial history finally stopped.

He knelt on the ground, facing Fang Xiu, and kowtowed heavily.

The stone that hit the ground on his forehead dripped, dripping with blood.

He didn't notice it at all, and said in a hoarse voice: "Fang Xiang saves all the people from fire and water!" The merit is in history, and the merit is immeasurable! The lower officials are grateful to Dade, grateful, and don't know what to say......"

Side.

When Qin Xingyan heard this, he was stunned at first, then squinted at the imperial history, and said in his heart: You have said it, let the official say something!

Fang Xiu looked at him, sighed in his heart, and said slowly: "Sweet potatoes are just one of many overseas crops, and there are several crops that have been planted behind Yunyin Mountain, although the yield is not as good as sweet potatoes, but the sense of satiety is stronger, and if you eat too much, you won't have a bloated stomach, and it is a grain that can be compared to grains......

When sweet potatoes are widely planted in Daqian, and everyone in Daqian has something to eat, Benxiang will hand over those crops to the household department. ”

As soon as this remark came out.

The officials were excited again, and they could see excitement in their eyes.

If it was before.

Fang Xiang told them that in addition to grains, there were other grains in this world.

They don't believe it even if they are killed.

Today, however, I have witnessed the yield of this sweet potato.

No one will question each other's appearance again!

After all...... The yield of sweet potatoes is fifteen times that of rice, and such outrageous words have been confirmed!

What else can't be believed?

"Yes, yes!"

When the hundred officials heard Fang Xiu's words, they were immersed in great joy and couldn't extricate themselves.

Right now.

An extremely excited voice suddenly sounded!

"Fang Xiang is wise!"

Hearing this excited voice, Baiguan subconsciously looked at Qin Xingyan.

After hesitating for a moment, he said in unison:

"Fang Xiang is wise!"

The voice fell.

Several elderly ministers glanced at each other, and with courage, they said in unison: "Your Majesty Shengming! ”

Only this time, the voice is much weaker than before.

Wu Mingkong looked at the hundred officials, but he didn't care.

After all, this credit belongs to Fang Xiu, and it has nothing to do with her.

Coupled with a sentence of His Majesty's Shengming, it seems that she is hypocritical and stingy, and wants to snatch credit.

Thereupon.

She looked around and said in a cold voice: "Prime Minister Fang Xiu pushes sweet potatoes, blesses the world, gives ten thousand taels of gold, and a gold-edged scarlet robe!" ”

The so-called gold-rimmed scarlet robe is embroidered with gold trim on both sides of the official uniform.

Looking at the 12 generations of the Great Qian, counting the top repairs, only seven ministers enjoy this treatment.

The other six are all princes who followed Emperor Taizu to fight the world.

The reason why this is rewarded is that Wu Mingkong really doesn't know what to reward......

Originally, she planned to give the Hu Ren Dancing Girl in the palace to Fang Xiu.

But for some reason, when she thought that Fang Xiu would sing with those Hu people and dancers every night, she felt unspeakably uncomfortable, and finally decided to change her clothes.

Fang Xiu heard the empress's voice, turned his head to look at her, and saw that there was a trace of apprehension in her eyes, and suddenly felt a little funny.

Are you afraid that you won't give her face?

Fang Xiu thought about it for a while, but still bowed.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Wu Mingkong looked at him, inexplicably a little happy, at least in front of outsiders, he still gave himself face......

But on second thought.

This guy has referred to the deer as a horse, so he has saved himself any face.

Moreover, it is clear that he is also an outsider, his sworn enemy, and a traitor, why did he come up with such an inexplicable idea.

The empress looked at Fang Xiu and couldn't help but think about it......

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, the sun was setting.

The sweet potato tally continues.

The yield per mu is basically maintained at about 75 stones, which is almost 15 times that of rice.

Baiguan looked at these sweet potatoes, and his excitement could not be calmed down for a long time, until he left the field, and there were many discussions.

And Wu Mingkong stood beside Fang Xiu, looking at his carriage, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why did you let me sit in your carriage?" ”

Fang Xiu looked at her, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Because the minister has a treasure and wants to show it to His Majesty!" ”