Cheng Yuan had an extra sugar gourd in his hand, and handed it to the county lord of Ancheng, saying, "I have already chosen a place, and I will distribute sweet potatoes to the people at the entrance of the street over there." ”

"Over there? It's good. Lord An Cheng nodded, stared at the sugar gourd in his hand, and looked at Cheng Yuan, who was walking away, and his heart throbbed inexplicably.

Sweet potatoes are still very rare in Daming, and this time in the name of Zhu Di, they were distributed to the people of Beiping City.

In the early morning of the second day, the streets of Beiping City were bustling, and Cheng Yuan ordered Liu Dazhui to put the sweet potatoes in baskets according to their size, ready to distribute them to the people of Daming.

In addition, he ordered a few pieces of sweet potatoes to be steamed and fried on a plate, and if anyone doubted, they were to plug the sweet potato in their mouths.

"Boss, last night the People's Daily printed more than 2,200 copies, all of which were produced by the bookstore overnight, and they have all been distributed to those storytellers for them to publicize."

The sweet potatoes haven't started to be distributed yet, and Cheng Yuan was busy trying to attract people around him to come to Zhu Di yesterday, so he didn't care about the affairs of the people's newspaper.

Zhu Gaochi's literary style and the Danqing of Zhu Bai, the king of Xiang, are definitely at ease with him, and the county lord of Ancheng is also helping him do it.

"Sledgehammer, what about the other brothers?" Cheng Yuan asked, placing sweet potatoes.

"I've already gone to the provinces to publicize."

Cheng Yuan almost choked on the sweet potato he had just eaten in his mouth, he arranged for these guys to go to various places to leak the news, but he hadn't given them the silver they needed on the road, so they ran away.

"What about their food and lodging?" Cheng Yuan looked at Liu Dazhui in confusion.

"Boss, they brought their own silver, and said that they can't let the boss lose to Yuan Rong and them this time no matter what."

Liu Dazhui said excitedly.

In fact, Cheng Yuan didn't reveal much about Yuan Rong and Yuan Zhongche's bet with him.

But these men went spontaneously.

This moved Cheng Yuan very much.

As more and more people grew, everyone stared at the sweet potatoes and was very curious, but no one took them.

In their opinion, what they have not seen is highly poisonous.

"This official, can you eat this sweet potato as rice? What are the benefits of planting it? "Some people asked Liu Dazhu.

Where does Liu Dazhui know too much, he only understands that this is called sweet potato, and if he grows more, he can produce 100 stones per mu, and he doesn't know the rest.

Faced with the people's question if they could eat it, Liu Dazhui was a little worried: "Boss, what if these sweet potatoes are given to them, what should they do if they eat them or not?" ”

Cheng Yuan had long considered this problem, he picked up the sweet potatoes and said to everyone: "Everyone will get two or three sweet potatoes, go home and plant them in your family's tile basin or land, and after the Mid-Autumn Festival, they will be dug up and sent to the Yanwang Mansion, and I will buy them with silver." ”

"Of course, this is the sweet potato that King Yan gave to everyone, if you want to eat it, you can also eat it, and it will be worth a thousand gold when you grow it."

Without waiting for Cheng Yuan to finish speaking, several people immediately picked up the sweet potato and held it in their hands: "This thing can really be worth a thousand gold!" ”

"Is this thing okay?"

"The more it grows, the more valuable it becomes." Cheng Yuan said as he handed out sweet potatoes to everyone: "The prince thinks about the suffering of the people, and he hopes that these sweet potatoes can bring you new crops." ”

"It's called sweet potato, also called sweet potato, and the reason why it's called sweet potato is because it is born in the soil and grows underground.

We are located in the north, and we plant it every spring, and when it sprouts, we cut its vines into the soil in the right way to produce new seedlings.

And these sweet potato leaves, when cooked, can also be eaten as vegetables.

It is also possible to feed poultry.

In the same way, sweet potatoes can also be obtained by planting them in the soil, and they are harvested in the autumn of each year.

Store it in the cellar, and if you keep it properly, you can eat it until spring, and if you still don't understand something, you can ask me. ”

After listening to Shiyuan's introduction, the people came to receive sweet potatoes one after another.

Cheng Yuan said: "If you received the sweet potato today, if you thank Lord Yan, you can come to the gate of King Yan's mansion at the end of the month to thank King Yan." ”

Everyone received the sweet potatoes one after another, thanked Cheng Yuan and left.

Most of the farmers in Beiping City have received sweet potatoes, and in the mouths of the people, Zhu Di has become a person who thinks about the people and loves the people like a son.

In mid-April, Yuan Rong came to report to Zhu Di about the Minbao.

"The prince, the prince and the king of Xiang are all there to help Cheng Yuan write a civil newspaper, and An Cheng's sister she also went, what kind of system is this." Yuan Rong said with some dissatisfaction.

Dao Yan also sat next to him, since the last time Cheng Yuan was invited to Beiping City by Zhu Di, Dao Yan was a little dissatisfied with Cheng Yuan.

Zhu Di frowned and said: "I heard that in Beiping City these days, the people say that I am a good prince for the people, have you heard about this?" ”

Dao Yan nodded: "The poor monk heard about it, and it is indeed a matter of this." ”

"He did a good job, getting the support of the people is the real support, and when Zhu Neng and Zhang Yu come back from recruiting troops, this king will go south."

Hearing that Zhu Di would go south, Dao Yan immediately became happy in his heart: "Lord Wang, the poor monk will help Lord Wang." ”

Yuan Rong also began to be courteous at this moment, and did not forget to mention the matter of Cheng Yuan's life and death.

"Let the soldiers of other provinces be obedient, I just think he is talking big." Yuan Rong said contemptuously.

Zhu Di was a little dissatisfied, he didn't like what others said about Cheng Yuan's badness, and said to Yuan Rong: "This king thinks that he has his reasons, it's only mid-April, what are you anxious about." ”

"Lord Wang, I'm ......" Yuan Rong looked at Dao Yan behind him.

Dao Yan got up and said with a smile: "Yuan Yibin didn't mean that, it's just that Cheng Yuan said that there will be many soldiers who will submit to the prince, and the poor monk also feels that he is a little arrogant in this matter." ”

Zhu Di said: "I think that since he can save the king's twelfth brother, he can naturally do what he says, master." ”

Dao Yan didn't speak, he could feel that Zhu Di was paying more and more attention to Cheng Yuan, just like he had paid attention to himself before.

Then Zhu Di didn't say much, and waved them down.

At the end of April, Zhu Gaochi looked at Cheng Yuan with some worry and said: "Mr. Xiao, are you sure, our people's newspaper has been sent out many copies, and the storyteller's mouth is about to be worn out, but the people's hearts you said are still willing to submit to my father, why are there still them." ”

Zhu Bai, the king of Xiang, was also worried: "Sir, this king thinks that you may have been a little reckless in the matter of setting up a military order that day. ”

Cheng Yuan said firmly: "Prince, Lord Xiang, I can conclude that in a few days, there will be a large number of soldiers to defect to the prince." ”

Zhu Bai sighed and said: "Now among the other vassal kings, some are waiting, and some are hugging the thighs of the court, it seems that only this king and the fourth brother are like this, I'm afraid no one has defected." ”

Zhu Gaochi also said: "Yes, I also feel a little worried, now the imperial court must want to send a large army to the Yanwang Mansion." ”

Cheng Yuan's tone was firm, and he repeated: "Soon there will be a large number of soldiers who will defect to the prince of Guishun. ”